There are a lot of these kinds of meats, especially those freshwater fish and shrimp, which can be a bit more troublesome to handle.

Su Qingluan had taught Yang's how to slice sashimi before, and today he bought a black fish that had been processed by the vendors, with fewer fish bones, and it was already cold, so he didn't have to worry about suddenly getting up and slapping people, so the difficulty of Yang's fish fillets was much lower than usual.

Rao is so, when she finished processing most of the ingredients, she also felt back pain, and couldn't help but get up and move her sore waist, shoulders and neck.

At this time, Su Qingluan had already turned all the rice noodles into rice cereal, and added a lot of water to dilute them into "rice noodle soup".

Yang asked, "Do you want to get the pot for shabu-shabu?" ”

Su Qingluan shook his head: "I want to use the crockpot of our family to boil this rice paste into a thick shape first." ”

Yang had also boiled rice paste and batter before, and knew that this was a labor-intensive and patient job, so he looked at the stove that had been raised, pressed the fire to the minimum, and turned his head to look at Su Qingluan, who was putting a clay pot on the stove: "Big girl, if you think the fire is too big later, pull out one or two of the thickest firewood, at first, if the fire is too small, I'm afraid I won't be able to turn it on." ”

Su Qingluan looked down at the flames in the hearth - after dealing with the simple stove of this era for a while, Su Qingluan was already able to figure out the corresponding heat through the general situation of the fire

So she estimated it and nodded: "It's just right now." "Just like Yang said, although the fire should not be too fierce when boiling rice soup, it should not be completely left open.

To make the soup base of the rice soup hot pot, you need to constantly stir the rice cereal inside the container, otherwise you will accidentally paste the bottom.

And this stirring is skillful, not the horizontal stirring like the usual stirring mixture, but the long-handled wooden spoon is deep into the bottom of the container, turning the rice cereal from the bottom up, and probing the bottom of the pot anytime and anywhere, until the rice cereal is fully cooked and boiled, this situation can be alleviated.

However, Su Qingluan boiled a large rice soup hot pot for five people, and in order to prevent everyone from running out of soup base halfway through eating, Su Qingluan also deliberately added more rice noodles and water.

In other words, compared to the base of the ordinary rice soup hot pot, this pot is almost three times the weight - both in terms of volume and weight!

"Hey, isn't this self-inflicted?" Su Qingluan stared at the big pot of rice soup in front of him with a wry smile, the level of the rice soup was very quiet, there was not even a small bubble, and it seemed that it was far away from boiling.

Touching his stomach, which he felt was already a little shriveled, Su Qingluan desperately stirred the rice soup as if he was angry—come on, hurt each other!

Rice water:...... This woman is so scary!

Perhaps sensing Su Qingluan's infinite resentment due to hunger and exhaustion, Su Qingluan turned on the rage mode and stirred up wildly, but in just a few breaths, the rice soup slowly floated out one small bubble after another.

Immediately afterwards, the individual bubbles became more and more dense, slowly joining into a string of small white pearls, and then gathering into a small piece of milky white foam.

Su Qingluan knew that the time was almost up, so he added the shredded ginger, pepper and a little sesame oil that had been prepared to be put aside, and continued to stir.

After this has been done for a while, the spicy flavor of the shredded ginger and pepper has completely blended with the rice cereal, and the added sesame oil has been perfectly integrated into the rice soup, and the rich reddish-brown color of the rice soup is not visible at all, only the rich aroma of sesame seeds wafts out of the rice soup.

"A-Niang, I'm back - wow, why does it smell so good?!" Su Xuanhe's voice sounded outside, and at the same time, there was a slightly hoarse voice belonging to an older man, "Huo, I said the old Su family's daughter-in-law, what kind of delicacies do you have, this smell is really fragrant!" ”

Immediately afterwards, Yang's voice sounded: "Uncle He, our family is about to start eating, and it is my big girl who has made up the food, do you want to come in and eat some together?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "I'll just send your second strong family back, my mother-in-law has cooked food and waited for me to go back, so I won't stay to eat!" As he spoke, the voice faded away.

But it turned out that since Su Xuanhe resumed going to the school again, because Su Qingluan asked the Yang family to make winter clothes, and Su Guangfu repaired the house and repaired the walls all day long, the three people who could pick up Su Xuanhe were busy like spinning tops every day, and Su Xuanhe's pick-up and drop-off naturally became a problem.

Although Su Qingluan also stopped by the way, the most important thing is that she can't guarantee to pick up Su Xuanhe on time every day.

Fortunately, there are many people in Huaxi Village, who have to go to the town to do small business every day, so the Su family asked an uncle from the same village, and it happened that the uncle sold some home-grown vegetables and occasionally a few pots of flowers, and it happened to be near Zhou Fuzi's school.

Originally, the Su family wanted to pay, but they had a cool personality and were unwilling. In the words of the uncle: "It's just a matter of the way, where is the money?" The Su family had to give up for the time being.

Su Qingluan saw that the bottom of the rice soup pot was boiling, and beckoned everyone to light the fire outside. And she herself extinguished the fire in the stove below, and prepared to transfer the soup base to the hot pot outside.

The base of the soup was a little too bulky, and she moved the largest crockpot in the house out just in case.

I didn't expect to add water to it a little bit, but I didn't notice that the whole crockpot was so heavy when I lifted it! With her dry little physique now, she can't even carry it!

Su Qingluan made it twice, and did not make a meaningless third effort - she was so young that she couldn't get along with her waist, and she fell into a herniated disc.

Although there is also the technique of "orthopedics" in this era, and it is said to be very good, it is also said to be very sinful - Su Qingluan doesn't want to suffer more from that sin.

Su Qingluan decided to hand over the glorious and great task of moving the pot to her father.

In fact, the strength of adult men, especially those who have worked for many years and whose physical functions are very developed, is not comparable to that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. In Su Qingluan's eyes, the crock-like crock-like crock, Su Guangfu didn't seem to spend much effort to pick it up.

Su Qingluan followed behind Su Guangfu and came out to see it: she understood why the Yang family was not afraid of eating hot pot in the courtyard on a cold day.

In the middle of the courtyard, where the stove was propped up, there was a huge screen, which was about two meters high.

This screen has been around for some years, and the pattern painted on it has faded quite seriously, but it can be vaguely seen that it is the crane Lingyun.

But that's not the point, the point is that this screen has a total of seven folds, which can be bent back and forth at any angle, so Yang bent this screen into a semi-enclosed structure, almost enclosing the stove in the middle.

Although today's wind is not small, the direction is relatively fixed, and it has always been a northwest wind, so as long as you find the right angle, the cold wind will not be poured in.