Chapter 3 Scrambled eggs with leeks that are fragrant to the point of oil
Su Qingfeng immediately made a decision, took out two eggs from under the chicken butt in front of the courtyard, cut a handful of leeks in his own field, and took his mother to the stove.
Looking at the earthen stove in the countryside, Su Qingfeng only felt a sense of intimacy.
Bai Jing seemed a little nervous, sitting on the small stool in front of the stove, only feeling restless.
"Qingfeng, are you hungry? When the milk comes back, my mother will cook for you...... Or wait? ”
Su Qingfeng stared at the egg in his hand, and had already made up one hundred and eight ways to die in his brain.
Eggs with leeks, eggs with toon, fried eggs with beans, scrambled eggs with tomatoes......
"Gollum."
Bai Jing subconsciously covered her stomach.
The face was slightly red.
Su Qingfeng immediately made a decision, pinched the two eggs with one hand, and gently parted his fingers outward, and the clarified egg whites and bright egg yolks fell into the broken bowl.
He picked out a pair of chopsticks and began to beat the eggs with great skill, and the liquid collided and fused in the stirring, gradually turning into a bowl of clear yellow egg liquid.
At this time, the iron pot was already slightly hot, and when the water was steamed, it made a sizzling sound.
Su Qingfeng just wanted to pour the oil into the pot, but looked at the slightly turbid barrel of oil bottle, with only a small half left, and fell silent again.
I know it's been a tough year.
But when I experienced it myself, I still didn't expect it to be so difficult.
He reduced the amount of oil and carefully poured a small half spoonful, and then cut off the leeks and sprinkled them into the iron pot.
Stir-fry the leeks until fragrant, but also slide them into the pan and blend with the leeks to wrap them well.
In the case of an extreme lack of seasoning, the only advantage of this dish of scrambled eggs with leeks is the all-natural leeks and the eggs of domestic non-feed chickens.
In just a few minutes, a brightly colored, heart-tugging scrambled egg with leeks was freshly baked.
Bai Jing was stunned from the side.
She felt that when her son picked up the iron spoon, she felt that his whole temperament was different.
She glanced at the green leeks like jade, the yellow eggs, and the oily color, and subconsciously swallowed the saliva, the tip of her nose twitched slightly.
You don't need to taste it to know it's delicious!
But Bai Jing's heart was a little throbbing.
How much oil does this bowl of food consume?
She glanced at Su Qingfeng, and an idea flashed in her heart for the first time.
This ruined calf!
Su Qingfeng didn't realize it, bared his big white teeth, and smiled proudly, "Mom, try it!" Look at your son's craft! ”
Bai Jing looked at Su Qingfeng and suddenly remembered something, "Son, why do you suddenly know how to cook?" ...... also "It's still burned, and it looks no different from the chef of a state-run restaurant."
Su Qingfeng said in his heart, sure enough.
No matter how heavy the old lady's filter is, it is impossible to deceive herself to this extent.
He was in the Northeast at this time, and he happened to be in this era......
Su Qingfeng thought in his heart, the smile on his face narrowed slightly, and said seriously, "Mother, have you heard of Wong Tai Sin?" ”
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The days in the Northeast are short, and when I get off work, it is already dark and oppressive.
The mottled walls of the earthen house leave a gap of time.
In the chimneys of a row of bungalows, curling smoke gradually rises.
It looks like the years are quiet.
Near the Su family's green brick house, a thin old man, with a pipe in his mouth, walked over slowly.
An old lady stood beside him, short and thin, with sunken cheeks and shrewd eyes.
In general, an old lady who doesn't look very kind.
Behind the two of them, there was also a group of people from Wu Yangyang, which looked like a big battle.
The old lady felt that something was wrong and sniffed in the air.
Before she could speak, a little girl with dirty cheeks and dry cheeks sucked her fingers and said excitedly, "Milk, I smell eggs!" Isn't it an egg tonight! ”
"Balls! Eat your donkey eggs! The old lady answered angrily, "What a face!" This year is not a year, and if you don't have a festival, you want to eat eggs! The landlord's life is not beautiful! ”
Under the little girl's straw-like messy hair, her eyes were bright, she didn't cry when she was scolded, and said with a smile, "Milk, what does donkey eggs taste like, are they delicious?" ”
The old lady didn't bother to bother with this thing.
Walking to the front of the small courtyard, a fierce and domineering meat fragrance wafted into her nose in the air.
She chuckled in her heart, turned her head quickly, and stared straight at the empty chicken coop.
Where is the shadow of eggs?
The old lady snorted, slapped her thigh, and her little feet walked fast and steady, blowing into the house like the wind.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw the plate of oily, shiny scrambled eggs with leeks on the dining table.
Grunt.
She swallowed first.
Mom, I've seen this leek egg before, why isn't it as delicious as this plate looks?
The old lady was a little tangled.
Should she scold these two losers first, or should she taste the eggs first?
Su Qingfeng looked at the little old lady who was walking menacingly, and was completely stunned.
Just because of the appearance of this old lady, she has a nine-point similar face to the grandmother in her memory.
If you insist on saying that there is a difference, the little old lady in front of you should be darker and thinner, and more shriveled.
Her whole person is like a candle that shakes in the wind and can be extinguished at any time.
In an instant, after Su Qingfeng came to this era, all the confusion disappeared completely, and the whole heart lit up, as if there was hope.
He cried out happily, "Milk! ”
The old lady glanced at him, her expression a little complicated.
How could she not care about the lone seedling of the four-room family?
It's just that the fourth child is really a bastard.
Qingfeng was stupid back then, and he and his fourth daughter-in-law were stunned and refused to have another one.
Seeing that the incense in the fourth room was about to be broken, the old lady was not without complaints in her heart.
But who would have thought that in this world, there will be a time for the baby to wake up.
The old lady's heart turned a thousand times.
It's just that her personality is like this, no matter how excited she is, plus the buffer of so many days, she looks quite calm.
The corners of her lips were slightly smoothed, and she let out a "hmm" that was not salty.
Just turned around and looked at the plate of leeks and eggs that sold very well, and the anger rose again.
"Is this still a good time? Who puts so much oil in a bowl of vegetables? Don't want a ticket, don't want money? Fourth daughter-in-law, didn't I say you ......"
"Milk, I made it."
Su Qingfeng suddenly spoke.
"That's ...... What?! When are you going to stir-fry? ”
"Isn't it enough to take a spatula with this thing about stir-frying?"
Su Qingfeng took it for granted.
The old lady was just about to open her mouth, but Su Qingfeng's eyes were quick, and she picked up a piece of scrambled egg and put it in her mouth.
How precious food has been these days.
Not to mention the oil, the eggs.
The old lady was afraid of falling to the ground, so she immediately closed her mouth and chewed on the scrambled eggs wrapped in leeks.
She wanted to swallow her tongue when she ate it.
It's not like she's never eaten leek eggs, but it's the first time she's tasted such delicious.
There is a hint of fragrance in the oil, the eggs are soft and tender, the leeks are sweet, when you bite down, the pure oil and water burst open, after eating a piece, you only feel that the lips and teeth are fragrant, and there is no peculiar smell of leeks.
This...... It's just delicious!
It was so delicious that she couldn't even say anything harsh.
The old lady couldn't help but think:
State-run Hotel ...... That's it, right?