Pan Jinlian held an abalone in one hand and sat in front of the oil lamp, in a daze.

Wu Dalang was very unimpressed, and said in his heart: "What the hell is this, it takes two or three days to simmer, isn't it that the firewood is more expensive than it, I have also eaten it, and I may not be able to grow a few inches taller after eating!"

He thought about it himself, and thought that he would get up early tomorrow, so he went back to his room to sleep, Pan Jinlian had been a maid in a big family, and he knew how to cook abalone, but it was also a time-consuming thing.

And it takes two days to watch without sleep, soaking abalone takes a day, using warm water, the water becomes cool, change it immediately, simmering abalone also has to be a day, every half an hour to add soup, otherwise it will be ruined, not lazy at all.

I can't go back to the store to help in the past two days, I'm afraid that after two days of tiredness, people are still not satisfied, the business is ruined, and the gains outweigh the losses, but Pan Jinlian is a stubborn woman, the more so, the more she refuses to admit defeat, and immediately, boiled hot water and soaked four abalones.

Wu Dalang explained to her that it was okay to cook two, but just in case, or all four were cooked, there was any mistake and backup, this soaked abalone was very tasteless, just waiting for the warm water to cool down, changing the water, how long it would take to get cold, she also knew in her heart.

Bored, listening to the wild cat crying like a child outside the house, it was Sichun, and there was inevitably a trace of throbbing in my heart, looking at the lights, I thought of Wu Song.

Thinking of the gentleness of his fingers when he applied aloe vera to himself, and unconsciously reached out to simulate Wu Song's hand on his thigh, his heart lingered, and he actually had a slight reaction.

"How could I be like that!"

Pan Jinlian blushed with shame, and tried her best to force herself not to want Wu Song, but the more she didn't want to, the more Wu Song's voice and smile were about to emerge.

"This skin is very good, just as delicate as the next one"

Wu Song's words when she wiped the aloe vera for her appeared in her mind again, and she couldn't help but feel a wave in her heart: "Erlang said that my skin is delicate, and he will come back to marry me in ten days and a half months, and my hard work in the past few days will definitely make my skin dull, my body is his, how can it be ruined, well, I want to find some aloe vera, and apply it all over my body when I take a bath." ”

"Oh, Pan Jinlian, when did you become so poor, you have thought since you were a child that women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows, what men can do, you can too, Erlang also said, 'Women can hold up half the sky', how do you treat your body as his personal belongings, but, but I am very willing. ”

Pan Jinlian asked and answered herself in her heart, unconsciously walked out of the house, went around to the back of the house, and by the moonlight, more than a dozen aloe vera trees grew behind the house, straight and straight.

"Hey, you aloe vera, how do you look like him, you have a straight waist, and you don't have the slightest gentleness. ”

Pan Jinlian smiled and scolded and bent down to break two aloe vera, touched the aloe vera in her hand, and thought of Wu Song: "Why isn't he gentle at all, I can't have his finger twisting gentleness when I think about it, that feeling is really ecstatic." ”

"Oops!"

When Pan Jinlian straightened up, she bumped into something on her head, but it didn't hurt, but it just knocked on her head, like a slap on the head, which made her break out in a cold sweat and wake up.

"Isn't it that the heavens have also spied on the ripples in my heart, warning me not to think nonsense when I am not his wife at the moment?"

Looking up, it turned out that a green vine was hanging down on the tree overhead, and a melon and fruit like a person's five fingers were spread on it, and she couldn't help but be happy in her heart: "It turns out that God is not blaming me, male and female love is originally the way of heaven, he knows that I miss Erlang, and misses his finger tenderness, so he gave me a melon and fruit like his fingers." ”

Pan Jinlian is now a girl with a spring in her life, no matter what she sees, she will associate it with Wu Song, which is also a girl's feelings, and it has been the same for thousands of years.

She gently picked the melon and fruit, returned to the house, put it on the table, stretched out her five fingers, and held it together with the melon and fruit, simulating Wu Song's big hand, put the aloe vera on the melon and fruit, and lay on the table and said softly: "Give me aloe vera, hey, why don't you move, didn't you say that aloe vera can make my skin delicate?"

Duh!

Is the melon fruit square underneath, it carries the weight of aloe vera on the tabletop, and when it is reversed, it falls to the ground, Pan Jinlian was shocked, and she really took it as Wu Song's palm, and immediately picked it up.

One side of the melon fruit had been broken, the skin was broken, and a little blue-green juice flowed out, Pan Jinlian's heart was so painful that she almost burst into tears: "It's me who is not good, I broke you." ”

She put the melons and fruits into the warm water to wash them, and suddenly was stunned: "Oh no, this is the warm water for soaking abalone, isn't it polluted." ”

She immediately wanted to pour it out and replace it with warm water, only to find that she was in a trance, and the warm water had run out, so she had to give up and let the water that had been washed continue to soak the abalone.

When she boiled the warm water again, it had already taken half an hour, picked up the abalone, replaced it with clean water, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, this abalone doesn't feel right!"

Pan Jinlian immediately reached out and picked up the abalone, feeling that the abalone had softened a lot and had grown a lot, she clapped her hands with joy, knowing that it must be related to this melon and fruit.

"It turns out that you, the naughty Erlang, secretly helped me!"

"Jin Lian, what Erlang, is the second brother back?"

Wu Dalang walked out of the room with sleepy eyes, he heard the sound, Pan Jinlian's face turned red, and said: "Big brother, there is no Erlang, you heard it wrong, I picked a melon fruit that looks like a finger outside, and its juice flowed into the warm water, and the abalone actually softened." ”

"Well, I thought it was something, it was called Sakya fruit, also known as chayote, it was transplanted by the second brother in the county office, it is best to eat dog meat, it takes an hour or two to stew dog meat, put this thing in, half an hour can soften the dog meat, the juice is better locked into the meat, and it tastes more delicious!"

"It turns out that the Sakya fruit still has this effect. Pan Jinlian praised, and liked it even more in her heart: "It turned out that Erlang helped me, he was outside, and he could still help me, it seems that this fate is really predestined!"

Pan Jinlian cut the fruit of Shakya, put two slices into it to soak the abalone, after half an hour, the abalone has completely expanded and softened, she used a brush to carefully brush the dirt on the side of the abalone.

Go to the kitchen and kill a hen, serve with ham, pork belly, lean meat, snail slices, tangerine peel, ginger, and a few pieces of shakya fruit, then put abalone on it, and slowly boil.

I was busy until noon, and after adding three soups, the abalone was already simmering, and what would have taken two days was completed in less than a day.

She crushed the oysters, wrapped them in a white cloth, squeezed the juice, served them with soy sauce and rock sugar and other ingredients, prepared the sauce, poured it on the abalone, and packed it in a clay pot.

After noon, Wu Dalang had no guests to bake cakes, and they all went to the banyan tree to listen to the story.

"Big brother, the abalone has been stewed, you taste it, and then bring it to the guests, let them taste it, which is good and which is bad, whether the transaction can be done, there is a conclusion as soon as possible. ”

"Jin Lian, you eat one too!"

Wu Dalang carefully took two abalone with chopsticks and put them in the bowl, handed one to Pan Jinlian, and ate it with his mouth open.

"What is it that smells so good?"

"From Wu Dalang's baked cakes!"

"Could it be that Da Lang has some new food launched!"

For a while, no one under the banyan tree was willing to listen to Mr. Storyteller's storytelling, and they all poured into Wu Dalang's baked cakes, Pan Jinlian saw these many people, her face turned red, how dare she eat in front of everyone, so she put the abalone back in the bowl.

"Dalang, what is that? so fragrant?"

"Abalone!" Wu Dalang said lazily as he touched the juice on his mouth.

"Oh----"

After noon, most of them were market vendors, and everyone knew that they had no chance to eat that precious thing, so they had to leave, but their hearts were itchy, where they were in the mood to listen to the story, where they smelled the fragrance, and they were guilty, so they left one after another.

"Da Lang, no one listened to my grandfather today, thanks to your abalone!"

The child complained, Pan Jinlian was very happy to hear it, proving that the abalone she made was very successful, and she was also a little apologetic, so she cut the remaining abalone in half, one and a half to the child, and half to Brother Hun.

Brother Hui was filial, and immediately took it back to honor his father, Pan Jinlian was amazed, and Wu Dalang also smiled and took a pot of abalone to Ximenqing's house.

Ximen Qing heard that Wu Dalang brought the abalone, and couldn't help but smile and said to Qin Siniang: "A poor person is a poor person, how can you make this expensive dish, you can take a bite at will later, and then say it's very good, I won't eat it, the province will bite my teeth!"