Song Hongguo didn't know that she already had such a high evaluation and status in the eyes of Wang Erni's system, and when she got home, she was busy cooking, thinking about resting tomorrow and planning to cook something delicious at night.

Seeing this, the system thought that it had been a long time since I had transmitted a food video, so I hurriedly started shooting.

The grilled fish made by Song Hongguo is a bit similar to the practice of hot pot, grilled first and then stewed, the fish is the protagonist, and the side dishes are added according to the favorite taste, which can be rich or only choose two or three kinds.

In addition, there are soaked oil bean skin and shiitake mushrooms, vermicelli and bean sprouts, which can be spread under the bottom of the fish, and when it is simmered, it gradually melts into the aroma of the pot base and the deliciousness of the fish, and the taste is not even inferior to the fish.

Fished a grass carp from the pond and made grilled fish, Qingjiang fish is better than grass carp, but there is no now, and it can only be dealt with like this, Song Hongguo cleaned up, put on a flower knife, and then kneaded it carefully with wine and pepper, and after marinating for about 20 minutes, it was fried in oil until the surface of the fish was slightly yellow, and the fish skin was slightly burnt, and then it was served.

The next thing is to fry the base, in addition to the commonly used green onion and ginger, Song Hongguo also added half a package of hot pot base to it, stir-fried the fragrance, add water, and wait for the reddish-brown soup to begin to roll, and the fragrance will immediately come up.

Ling Yuan, who was hooked, sniffed vigorously, and he didn't have the heart to play with dumplings.

Ling Zhi also felt that the taste was overbearing, but he was more concerned about, "I shouldn't have added so much oil just now, this soup is full of layers......

"Ahem, this dish needs to be oily to be delicious."

Ling Zhi glanced at her, any vegetable oil was delicious.

Song Hongguo pretended not to understand his eyes, and decisively changed the topic, "Did anyone come to me to buy medicine today?" ”

Ling Zhi said, "Yes, I said it was a stomachache, but I didn't give him medicine, let him wait for you to come back from work, if you can't wait, it's more reassuring to go to the hospital to see." ”

Song Hongguo boasted, "It's right, there are many causes of stomach pain that can cause that kind of symptoms, taking painkillers will cover up the condition, it is the most important thing, you are right to suggest that he go to the hospital, some diseases cannot be resisted, it will delay the treatment time, and the minor illness will drag into a major illness, and the consequences will be serious." ”

Ling Zhi said "um".

Since she began to see people in the village, people often come to the door in the morning and evening, but many times, they will choose to come when she goes to work, thinking that it is enough to buy some medicine for the child, after all, there are only a few common diseases, and the corresponding drugs are simple, there are not many tricks, anyone who can read can do this.

This is indeed the case, but she is afraid of what happens, so Song Hongguo put an end to this danger from the beginning, insisting that she must see the patient before prescribing medicine, even if the people in the village have some complaints and feel that this is very troublesome, she will not back down, if she wants to save trouble, she has to take risks, she is not willing to risk her future.

However, someone bought some over-the-counter drugs from her, and she didn't refuse to be rigid, this job is simple, and Ling Zhi can do it.

The grilled fish is done, out of the pot and served in the enamel tea tray, the fish is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the following side dishes also give each taste, the mother and son sit under the persimmon tree, and do not raise their heads to eat, a fish weighing more than four catties, neatly and neatly into the stomach, and so many side dishes, in the end, the staple food can not be stuffed.

Ling Yuan burped and sighed happily, "It's a really good day......

Ling Zhi gently rubbed his propped up belly and looked at Song Hongguo, such a good day is all because of her, he must be filial to her in the future.

Even the dumplings are calling lively, with a good owner, not only can you eat enough, but also eat well, within a radius of ten miles, there is no dog more fortunate than it.

Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door, Song Hongguo welcomed people in, and when she walked through the front yard, without exception, they all praised her, and then praised her, envy mostly, and some said sour words, but there were requests for her, and her attitude was within a controllable range, but no one cared about finding her a partner anymore.

After all, with an existence like Huo Minglou, no one would humiliate themselves.

After Song Hongguo's consultation and examination, she prescribed medicine, and after the other party gave her money, she refused to leave, and stopped talking with a face.

"Anything else?"

The other party is about thirty years old, wearing a homespun coat, the complexion on his face is a little dark, but his eyebrows and eyes are clean, his eyes are also clean, and his short hair is combed, he looks like a straight person, but he looks a little uncomfortable at this time, "That, Doctor Song, I want to ask you, how did you feed your pigs......"

"Huh?"

Once he said it, it was not so difficult to say, "That's the case, I also have one at home, I serve like an ancestor all day long, and I point to it at the end of the year to produce a few more catties of meat, so that I can hand it over for more money to come back, but it's been two months, and it grows that little fat, which is far worse than your pig, so I want to ask, how did you raise it, what do you feed it?" In addition to pigweed, is it also mixed with grain? ”

Song Hongguo met her thirsty eyes and cleared her throat, "My pigs are all fed by children, and there is no special feeding method, nothing more than to clean the pigsty frequently, three meals of pigweed a day, one of which will be mixed with some bran, occasionally, it will also add some bean dregs, and the bean cake left after oil extraction......"

She couldn't say that it was the credit of the feed, so she could only push it to the bean dregs and bean cakes, anyway, these two things are fed to pigs, and it is indeed easy to gain weight.

The other party had such an expression on his face, and said with a smile, "In this way, then I can't help it, the bran can still be exchanged, and the bean dregs and bean cakes can't be eaten, how can I be willing to feed them to the pigs?" Alas, it's pigweed, three meals a day can't be guaranteed, God doesn't rain, the fields are dry and there is no grass, and everyone is hungry, let alone pigs. ”

Song Hongguo, "......"

The other party didn't get a useful experience, and regretfully left.

Ling Zhi saw Song Hongguo thoughtfully, and asked tentatively, "You don't want to help the pig farmers in the village to exchange bean dregs and bean cakes, do you?" That's not a trivial matter, you have thought it through, if others know, I'm afraid they will also shout about raising pigs, what will you do at that time? There are so many people, can you take care of it? ”

Song Hongguo couldn't help laughing when he saw him looking worried and anxious, rubbed his head, and quipped, "Don't worry, no matter who you are, you have to take care of it, and you won't be short of your little friend's rations." ”

Ling Zhi blushed and said, "I didn't mean that......"

Song Hongguo said with a smile, "It doesn't matter what you mean, it shows that you are dedicated to raising pigs, and how much meat our family can eat at the end of the year is counting on you." ”

Ling Zhi, "......"