Su Qingqing, who cooks rice or something, doesn't know the heat, but these oysters and the blue crabs and shellfish that he got from the sea in the morning can be boiled in water.

The seafood itself has a salty taste, and you don't need to add salt, so you can eat it when you boil it.

Filling her stomach is the most important thing, Su Qingqing can't be hungry, she will be dizzy, cold sweat, and even bipolar when she is hungry.

This is the shadow of childhood, and she is most afraid of hunger.

Fortunately, I had carefully observed Zhang's cooking before, and I barely had some concepts in my mind.

Zhang's stove is a boat-shaped stove, with a chicken heart-shaped smoke hole in front, the flue leads to the roof, and a fire retaining wall is set up behind it, on which are placed two kettles, one iron and one pottery, and a square stove door is opened under the fire retaining wall.

The biggest difference from the stove of later generations is that there is no large iron pot, only a kettle.

The kettle is in the shape of an altar, with a small mouth and a large belly, and two ears on both sides.

Su Qingqing scooped water from the water tank on the side, but didn't find a brush, so she rubbed the blue crab, conch and oyster twice with her hands.

It is inconvenient to get firewood here, and it is quite physically exhausting to go up the mountain to collect firewood and chop firewood.

Su Qingqing was in someone else's house, so naturally she couldn't be too particular, so she simply steamed it in a pot.

Steamed oysters, you eat them as they are, and they don't have to be raw. After steaming, open the lid of the kettle and fan the air to let the inside cool down quickly, and it is easy to open.

After putting the water, oysters, conch, and blue crab into the iron kettle, Su Qingqing sat by the door of the stove, found the fire fold and blew the sparks in Zhang's appearance, and then lit the firewood.

Such a small thing to ignite a fire is not a simple matter. If you want to burn it in the stove, you need to know a little skill.

Su Qingqing lit the fire three times before he could be regarded as burning the firewood, and then hurriedly picked up the tongs and stretched them into the stove, fiddling with the firewood from time to time.

There must be enough oxygen between the firewood and the grass, so that the fire can burn vigorously, and it is easy to extinguish it when it is piled together.

Maybe it's because Su Qingqing's skills are not very good, and the smoke produced by burning firewood is not obediently lined up according to the flue.

There was also a part that came out of the stove directly and drilled into Su Qingqing's nose.

Not long after it burned, the entire firewood room was filled with smoke, which made Su Qingqing's eyes hurt and his nose choked.

"It's on fire! It's on fire! ”

Su Qingqing was squinting at the fire, and suddenly heard a commotion in the yard, as if a child was shouting about the fire.

Where is the fire?

She was still puzzled, and was about to stand up and go out to look, but saw a few heads at the door of the firewood room, it was the daughter-in-law Zhao and a few children next door.

The two sides looked at each other for a while, Zhao looked around the firewood room and asked, "Why are there so many smokes, ...... Are you cooking seafood? ”

Su Qingqing nodded and replied, "Lunch." ”

"Lunch...... Lunch? Zhao was speechless, she thought that the smoke in the firewood room of Uncle Santang's house was on fire, but it turned out that this outsider was cooking lunch!

The Zhao family has lived for twenty-four years from her mother's house to her mother-in-law's house, and she has never seen anyone's family have lunch!

Even when the farm is busy, it's just a little dry for breakfast!

What kind of family is this, still having lunch? I don't hear of anyone like this in the town!

After eating all the food at home, what to do when the green and yellow are not harvested, do you drink the northwest wind?

You must know that whether it is a farmer or a fisherman, it is not enough to catch fish and grow food, just enough for his own food. Fishing taxes and levies in winter and summer every year, as well as other exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, are the main expenses and the most important ones.

The Zhao family is distressed for their Santang aunt's family, what kind of relatives are here, why are they so ignorant, just like a rice bucket, the owner is not at home, so he burns firewood to cook.

She could be sure that Su Qingqing must be making her own opinion, because if it was Aunt Santang who was willing to add a meal to the guests, it would naturally be the Zhang family who would cook the fire, how could an outsider do this.

Zhao took his withered yellow hand and fanned the smoke all over the house, and said with dissatisfaction: "Aunt Su, you may not know that we have two meals a day here, one in the morning and one in the evening. The extra meal is a noble pie, and there is no such person in the village. ”

"Hmm."

Su Qingqing responded lukewarmly, and in the face of this woman who came over for some reason, there was no fluctuation in her heart.

What she cooked was the harvest of her own catch to the sea, and Chai He picked it up today, so she didn't think there was anything wrong.

Unexpectedly, it caused an irrelevant next-door neighbor to teach a lesson, and did the bottom job!?

Seeing Su Qingqing's appearance of not entering the oil and salt, Zhao slammed the door with the child.

"Aunt Santang's family is a noble person, it's unusual, and there is a place to cook lunch! Big dog, go to the east field and call your Aunt Zhang, and tell her to come back for lunch! ”

The word "lunch", Zhao's bite is particularly heavy, and the neighbors can probably hear it.

When the people who were busy weaving at home heard this, they couldn't help but put down their work, went out of the yard to look, and saw that the smoke was really coming out of the firewood room of the Zhang family, and they all opened their mouths wide.

It's really cooking lunch!

That's a rarity!

Yesterday, the little lady dressed in Aya Luo entered the village, and everyone guessed that it was not an ordinary person. Now that I look at it, I really have a rich temper, and I have the habit of eating lunch! Gee!

Smelling the faint smell of seafood in the air, everyone was hungry.

From ancient times to the present, two meals a day for poor families are really two meals, because food is too scarce.

But those princes and nobles, although they also followed the custom of two meals a day. But the food is extremely diverse, and every meal is full and nutritious.

There are also all kinds of dazzling snacks, fruits, tea soups and so on between meals, and you can't be hungry at all.

The neighbors were secretly laughing at the Zhang family's rice bucket, but Xiao Nuonuo came over happily, and he didn't think that the smoke in the firewood room was choking.

"Aunt Qingqing, what are you cooking?"

"Boiled blue crabs, oysters, and conchs, and we will call your mother and grandma to go home and eat together."

Su Qingqing is also willing to talk to Xiao Nuonuo, children are much more interesting than adults.

"Hmm!" Xiao Nuo nodded heavily, was so happy, and blurted out, "Aunt Qingqing, you are so good, cook lunch for Nuo Nuo to eat." ”

By the time Su Qingqing cooked the pot of seafood, the Zhang and He families in Shimoda had not yet returned.

"Little Nono, do you know where your mother and your grandmother work? We went and called them back to eat. ”

Little Nuo volunteered: "Nuo Nuo knows! Nono go shout! ”

After speaking, he took a step forward and ran out of the yard.

On the way, I also met the big dog next door who was ordered by my mother to go to the field to find my aunt and grandmother to complain.

The big dog directly called out to Nuno: "Are you going to your mother to complain?" No need! I've already said it, but your mother said don't care, it's your guest. After plowing the ground in a while, I have to come back to cook for her! ”

While talking, his face was full of envy, it was so cool to be able to eat three meals a day!

Xiao Nuono is a small person, but he has a beginning and an end to doing things. If you say that you want to call your mother, you have to shout in person, and you will never give up halfway.

"Oh, I'm not complaining, I'm going to call my mother home." He waved his hand to the big dog brother and continued to run towards his field.