Mo Zhenchun sat on the threshold with his head propped up for three days, deleting, deleting, modifying, and finally giving the food list for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

This is the first time she has cooked a meal alone, and it is still a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. There were eight people in the two families, and she thought about how to make the banquet stand out for a few days.

She uses the standard of a chef to demand herself, if she says that the delicacies of the mountains and the sea can naturally support the scene, but the table must take into account the location and the diners. The meal was eaten in Mojia Village, so she finally planned to use the real ingredients of the mountain farmers to make a fine taste.

There are no expensive ingredients, so you can only work cooking skills and new ideas.

The menu she drew up has a total of 10 dishes, which also means perfection.

She took the list to Mo Qinglin and asked him to accompany her to buy all the vegetables that she didn't have at home.

"Stewed mutton, soybean stewed pig's feet, duck, salted chicken, chicken soup and fish balls."

"Dry steamed duck," Mo Jingchun stared at him with disgust, "Uncle, you don't know as many words as Lu Ying." ”

"Oh oh, dry steamed duck" He automatically ignored Mo Jingchun's words of disliking him, seeing so many dishes that he couldn't usually eat, some of which he had never heard of, he was almost drooling.

"We have live chickens and ducks, go buy a fish, and then buy pork from Butcher Wang from the next village, and Butcher Li buy mutton. What else? ”

The farmer is good at this, and you can basically find out the side dishes and vegetables of your own home.

"No, let's go early and come back early, don't it snow again in a while." She looked at the sky, a gray patch, which had not cleared since the snow had stopped last night.

"Okay."

Fortunately, they came early, and the ribs would be sold out later, and tomorrow on Chinese New Year's Eve, the butcher will not be out of the stall.

The best ice cellar is the snow in winter.

The pork and mutton bought back are wrapped in oiled paper and frozen in the snow to keep it fresh to the greatest extent.

After dealing with the meat, Mo Jingchun went back to the house and slept well.

She got up from the bed early the next morning, and after washing, she was about to ask Mo Qinglin for help, but she found that Mo He had already gotten up after hearing the sound of her washing, rubbing her hands and standing in the yard waiting for her.

"Chun'er, sister-in-law can help you?" She rubbed her hands and smiled, and took the initiative to take the job.

"Okay." Mo Jingchun thought about it and agreed, so he didn't call Mo Qinglin, so he didn't have to eat it secretly.

The two of them worked together to bring out the pots and pans that were going to be used and clean them first, and then put the ones that were going to be stewed for a long time into the pot first.

Killed two chickens, one for brine brine chickens and one for hanging chicken soup.

Mo He squatted by the kitchen door to pluck the chicken feathers, the boiling hot water was splashed up, and a heavy smell of chicken fat mixed with chicken feathers hit his face directly, the smell was really not good, but Mo He didn't wrinkle his eyebrows.

She considered her mouth and cautiously said, "Chun'er, last time you saw Yingying, what did she have to say to me?" ”

"Nope."

Mo Jingchun said in his heart, if Mo He knew that the other party was willing to meet when he heard that she didn't come, he didn't know what it would be like to be sad.

"Oh," Mo He was down for a moment, and then cheered up again, "We haven't been to that stall for a few days, will we still get it after the New Year?" ”

"Get."

However, Mo Jingchun had another idea, "Sister-in-law, next time I will go with you, after the sale, let's go and see where there are shops for rent in the town, and how much monthly rent it will cost." ”

"Want to rent a shop?" Mo He looked up at Mo Jingchun's busy back in front of the stove and asked, "What are you selling?" Or braised pork? ”

"I want to open a foot shop, lunch and dinner, and I can also set up a stall in front of the door and continue to sell braised pork."

In this way, diners who used to love to eat the braised pork on her stall can still bring some popularity.

However, at that time, there was a storefront, and it was not limited to one kind of braised pig's head meat, but also braised vegetables, such as fungus, tofu skin, lotus root slices and so on.

She has a lot of ideas in her head, and only by implementing them can she be down-to-earth.

"Then when the sister-in-law is going to help you? It also saves money on hiring people. ”

Mo Jingchun smiled when he heard this: "Sister-in-law, how much money will I give you?" ”

"Don't dislike my sister-in-law's clumsiness, just make a month's money, huh!" The family doesn't talk to each other, and Mo He doesn't care much about these anymore.

"That's not good," Mo Jingchun stopped his movements and said seriously, "If you don't earn money, you take Lu Bin to drink the northwest wind?" My brother still has to settle accounts, sister-in-law, when the time comes, I will give you one percent more than other mothers-in-law. ”

"I originally wanted to ask you to save money, but now it's okay, I'll get in more."

Seeing that Mo Jingchun didn't alienate her much, Mo He's expression relaxed a little.

"But you've got to live in a shop now, right? The Bo family can't do it. ”

"Yes, I was planning to talk to Brother Bo in advance in the next two days and ask him to hire people again." A small smile curled into the corner of her mouth, "You can't make him unable to eat." ”

As he spoke, the chicken feathers and duck feathers were plucked, and the chicken soup was boiled in a small tandoor, and the soybeans to be used in the pig's trotters were also soaked.

Next, she took out the pork and mutton that were frozen in the ground last night, and when she froze the mutton, she threw a piece of tofu into it, just to make frozen tofu.

Frozen tofu is made from fresh tofu that is filled with pores that absorb the umami flavor of the soup after being boiled in the meat soup, and the flavor is very different from that of water tofu.

She was going to put it in a lamb stew.

Then when I pinched the fish balls, I found that there was a big fish head left, and it was too wasteful to throw it away, so I simply put the frozen tofu and Chinese cabbage together and stewed a pot of fish head soup in a casserole.

When Bo Qingshan arrived, the table was already full of large plates.

The Mo family's dining table is not so big, and there is one more dish than the good one, and the dishes are very reluctantly crowded.

He said, "So rich? Thankfully, we didn't come empty-handed. ”

Then he took out a box from behind him as if he was doing a trick, and smiled at her: "Open it and see? ”

Mo Jingchun took it as he said, and opened it and there were two pairs of flowers lying inside, one pair of beaded flowers and the other pair of silk flowers.

Peach pink and bud yellow are the best colors for spring.

Her eyes lit up: "Is this for me?" ”

"Otherwise, if you think Hang Sheng can wear it, you can give it to him."

Bo Qingshan smiled in his eyes, took out another gadget, a slingshot, and said to Mo He: "This is for Bin'er to play." ”

Mo Qinglin's eyes were hot, and he probed his brain on the side, and his eyes seemed to ask: What about mine?

Bo Qingshan deliberately said in a lazy tone: "Uncle Qinglin, I call you uncle, have you prepared a New Year's gift for me?" ”

Finished!

Mo Qinglin's neck shrank, it's okay.

Mo Jingchun smiled even more, who let him take advantage of others' seniority?

Seeing this, Gao went back to the room and took out two empty red envelopes, but he didn't know how much New Year's money to stuff properly-

She gave Chun'er and other people two pennies, trying to make a difference, but would Bo Qingshan be too little?

If you stuff more, you have to treat all the children equally, but that's too much.

Mo Jingchun guessed that she was embarrassed, so he deliberately approached and whispered: "You don't have to pay attention to those, you can't look down on people in twos and twos, just like relatives in the village." (End of chapter)