Smoke curls from the kitchen.
The water in the kitchen is boiling and pig offal is being cooked.
Cheng Wanwan slapped her forehead, wondering why she forgot to buy another pot so that it would be easier to cook.
However, the main room at home was still in a mess. It shouldn't be too strange that she suddenly took out a pot.
She turned around and walked to the house over there, where several children were gathered around studying pens, inks, paper and inkstones. She silently lowered her head and took the basket from her back. She actually bought an iron pot from the mall, and then returned to the kitchen with a natural expression.
One pot is used to cook braised food, and the other pot is used to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables.
Wu Huiniang's belly gradually grew bigger. After working for a while, Cheng Wanwan ordered her to sit on a chair and rest.
She looked at Cheng Wanwan curiously: "Mom, what is this in the pot?"
Cheng Wanwan took out some spices and placed them on the stove: "These are some herbs I found on the mountain. They smell very fragrant. I heard the shopkeeper of the restaurant in the town said that adding some herbs to the dishes will make them more fragrant. This is Fragrant leaves, this is star anise, this is cinnamon... we will plant some at home next spring, it is too hard to find in the mountains and too expensive to buy."
Common modern condiments were sold in pharmacies in ancient times and were relatively expensive.
There were no chili peppers in this era, so they used a Chinese medicine called Cornus officinalis instead. It has a spicy taste and is a relatively popular seasoning here.
She put all the seasonings into the pot and cooked them together. She didn't put too much cornel, just a little bit to adjust the flavor.
Then she started preparing dinner.
Half of the pork is used to make twice-cooked pork, and the other half is saved for tomorrow. The tofu and pig blood are boiled together, the bean sprouts are stir-fried, and two eggs are beaten to make meat slices and egg soup.
Under Cheng Wanwan's command, Wu Huiniang quickly fried all the vegetables and began to simmer the rice.
Cheng Wanwan walked into the main room carrying the vegetable bowl, where several children at home were eating snacks.
Zhao Sidan licked the snack residue on his lips and said with great satisfaction: "The snacks mom bought are so delicious."
"It's time to eat soon. Can you still eat after eating snacks?" Cheng Wanwan said angrily, "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
Shen Zheng put the remaining snacks into Ah Fu's hand and asked, "Auntie, where did you buy this snack? Why does it taste different from the snacks at Baiwei Pavilion in Ping'an Town?"
Cheng Wanwan coughed and said: "What is Baiweige? I don't think I bought it there. There are women selling snacks everywhere on the street, so I just bought some at the stall. What, isn't it delicious? ?”
"It's delicious!" Ah Fu nodded vigorously, "It's much tastier than Baiwei Pavilion. If this woman opens a dim sum shop, she will definitely take away all the business of Baiwei Pavilion."
Cheng Wanwan chuckled.
Can this snack not be delicious? After thousands of years of inheritance, modern snack craftsmanship has matured to the extreme, and the snacks of this era are naturally difficult to match.
She had indeed thought about starting a snack business before, but she only knew theoretical knowledge and not practical knowledge. Kneading dough was all technical work, so Wu Huiniang had to do the business herself. However, Wu Huiniang was more than seven months pregnant. She would wait two more She's going to give birth in a few months, so it's better to wait until the baby is born before thinking carefully about how to start this business.
For now, let’s try selling braised food for the time being.
She walked to the stove and opened the lid of the pot, and a strong smell of meat hit her face.
The fragrance blew into the yard, and all the children couldn't help but come around.
Zhao Sidan sniffed: "Mom, what is this? Why does it smell so good?"
Zhao Dashan said: "It should be pig offal. I washed it before, but I didn't expect it to be so fragrant."
Shen Zheng swallowed: "It should smell delicious."
The fragrance spread in the yard and reached the next yard.
Loach couldn't help but swallowed hard: "Mom, why is Sidan's meat so delicious?"
Aunt Wang scolded him angrily: "You are eating meat in your mouth and you are still thinking about other people's meat. Why are you so worthless?"
After the autumn harvest, she asked a man to go to the town to cut a pound of pork and cook it all. The boy's mouth was so oily that he could smell the aroma of other people's meat.
Wang Yongcheng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva: "I have to say, Dashan's wife's craftsmanship is really good, how can she be so good?"
Aunt Wang grabbed the man's ear and said, "What, do you think you dislike my skills?"
"No, of course not!" Wang Yongcheng quickly apologized, "Isn't this just a casual chat? Why do you, a bitch, take it seriously?"
Aunt Wang snorted, let go of him, and lowered her head to collect the mess on the table.
She walked to the kitchen and took out one white-faced steamed bun from the pot. Thinking about it, it seemed that it was too little, and then added two more. It seemed that it was not enough. She was cruel and took a few pieces of meat from another pot. , three white flour steamed buns, plus 2 taels of meat, I think I can go next door to get some food.
Aunt Wang walked to the door of Cheng Wanwan's house carrying a big bowl. As she got closer, the aroma became stronger and hit her face. She was already full, but when she smelled this smell, she was hooked. Out.
"Loach girl, why are you here?"
Cheng Wanwan wiped her hands and came out with a smile.
Aunt Wang said with some embarrassment: "Today, Loach Dad went to the town to sell food and bought some steamed buns and meat. I will bring them to your children to try. There are too many children, so there are only three steamed buns to share among the children." Let’s eat.”
"How can this be done?" Cheng Wanwan quickly declined. She never brought any delicious food to the next door, so how could she ask for other people's food? "It's not easy for everyone these days. These white-flour steamed buns and meat are all It’s a rare thing, take it back and give it to the loach barley.”
"Well, actually..." Aunt Wang was terribly embarrassed and struggled to speak, "It's just that the children smelled the fragrance of your house, and their saliva flowed down in strings. I wanted to exchange some steamed buns for some."
"Hey, what am I talking about? It turns out it's this." Cheng Wanwan smiled brightly, "I'm studying how to make braised meat. I bought some pork offal to try. It just came out of the pot and I'm still looking for someone to help me taste it. Woolen cloth."
She turned around and went into the house, cut some of each item, piled it into a big bowl, and stuffed it into Aunt Wang's hand.
"After letting Loach Barley and the others eat, they told me how it tasted and how it needed to be improved. This was a great help to me. I couldn't even thank you enough. How could I ask for your steamed buns and meat? Mother Loach, please go back quickly. , our family is about to eat, let’s go, let’s go!”
Cheng Wanwan closed the courtyard door.
Aunt Wang was holding her own bowl in one hand and Cheng Wanwan's bowl in the other hand. This bowl was filled with pork. Although it was pig head meat and pig offal that city people looked down upon, it was still very popular with villagers. It has a rare fishy smell, and the most important thing is that it is so fragrant that just smelling it makes your mouth water.
Aunt Wang silently decided in her heart that when it was time to eat, she would remember to tell the children not to swallow it whole, but to taste it carefully and not to live up to Dashan Niang's kindness.
