Ying Qingci did not plan to write those love stories, but instead planned to write some alternative stories.
She picked up the brush and wrote four big characters on the paper under her hand.
Bao Zheng resolves the case
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Chapter 1
Chen Shimei comes from a poor family and is very affectionate with his wife Chen Xianglian. She went to Beijing to take the exam ten years ago...
Ying Qingci relied on his own memory to compile the stories about the guillotine cases he had seen bit by bit and wrote them down on paper.
The ink smudged, and the elegant font fell on the jute paper, leaving faint traces.
She didn't care, and she didn't stop moving her hands. As she wrote, she forgot about time. When she came back to her senses again, she found that the sky had gradually darkened.
Ying Wangzhu and the others went to dig yams in the mountains this afternoon and have not come back yet. Ying Qingci collected the papers and put them away separately, preparing to go out to make dinner.
She took out some polished rice, washed the rice, added water to the pot, put the rice in the wooden basin, the water almost covered the rice with only one or two centimeters, and then placed it in the pot.
After adding enough firewood, Ying Qingci turned around and washed a few yams, then chopped the yams into fine dices and put them in a bowl for later use. He took out the meat he brought home before, chopped it into minced meat, and added green onions. Ginger and other condiments, stir evenly.
After that, he put the prepared stuffing in a bowl. There were no eggs or poultry such as chickens at home.
But remembering that Qin Huiniang had sent some before, Ying Qingci found one and hit it on the top layer.
After that, put the bowl in the pot, put a steamer in the pot, put it together with the rice washed before, and start steaming it.
Ying Qingci did not forget that she had told her family before that she would make carrot yam for them to eat. It happened that when she went to the city this time, she bought some sugar, which could be used to make yam.
Find the oil. The oil Daling eats is all lard. There seems to be no peanuts here, let alone peanut oil, so what we eat is usually lard, animal oil and the like.
However, this does not hinder the use of Ying Qingci.
I didn't have time to refine oil before, so I bought a lot of oil that others had refined, and there was still a lot in the small oil tank.
She was thinking that the next time she went to town, she planned to buy some lard and refine it herself. The refined oil residue could still be eaten. Sprinkle some salt on it, not to mention how fragrant it would be.
She found another bowl from the cabinet, put some white flour in it, poured in water, and stirred it into flour water. She put the cut yam segments into the flour water and stirred evenly.
The lard was put into the pot. As soon as the bottom of the pot heated up, all the lard melted. She took out the yams and put them directly into the pot to fry.
'Zi Zi——Zi'
There was a crackling sound in the pot, fried until golden brown, and the yam segments were almost ready. There was no colander at home, so Ying Qingci could only take the yam segments out of the pot one by one.
It was fried until it was crispy, and the aroma came out along the edge of the pot. After almost two minutes, almost all the yams in the pot were fried.
After taking them all out, Ying Qingci cleaned the pot, poured half a bowl of water into it, and then poured the purchased yam into the pot. After the sugar boiled, she poured the taken out yam back into the pot and stir-fried. few times.
Suddenly, the surface of the yam turned golden and beautiful, looking crisp and delicious. When I picked up a piece with chopsticks, the sugar strands stretched out long, slender and beautiful.
Put them in a bowl, and a rich aroma gradually emerges from the steamer. The rice aroma is also accompanied by a strong meat aroma, which is the stewed yam minced meat.
Just as they put the carrot yam on the table, Huang Xuecao and the others came back from outside, with a little tail behind them.
Zhu Qing followed closely.
Today, Zhu Qing also went up the mountain. Ying Qinghao was even more curious about the mountain. As for Ying Wangzhu and Ying Shuangsong, they should go to open up wasteland first.
When the time is almost up, he will go to the mountain to help Huang Xuecao and the others take home the yams they dug today, so that they won't waste too much time.
"My dear, what delicious food did you make?"
Huang Xuecao smelled the fragrance from afar, and as soon as she walked into the yard, she saw Ying Qingci walking out of the kitchen with a plate of things.
"Milk, I stewed rice and yam with minced meat, and also made shredded yam. After that, I'm going to make an egg stew to pour it on the rice, so it can be eaten with it."
"So many delicious foods?"
Ying Qingjia came forward and drooled when she saw the carrot yam on the table.
"Go and wash your hands quickly. I've been digging in the dirt all afternoon and my hands are almost dirty."
Huang Xuecao gave him a disgusted look, but Ying Qingjia didn't care and ran out to wash her hands happily. When the little boy Ying Qinghao saw this, he quickly ran to Ying Qingci's side.
"Sister, eat~"
"Here you go." Ying Qingci reached out and took a chopstick, "Here, open your mouth."
Ying Qinghao opened his mouth obediently and bit into the piece of yam. Then, Ying Qingci turned around and picked up a piece of milk, "Try it, too."
"good."
Huang Xuecao opened her mouth with a smile.
As soon as the yam was taken into her mouth, a fragrance hit her taste buds. It was crispy and delicious. When she took it into her mouth, it was still sticky and a little sticky to her teeth. However, it tasted like a unique flavor.
"Milk, how is it?"
Facing Ying Qingci's shining eyes, Huang Xuecao praised it without hesitation, "It's delicious. The food made by our family is the most delicious."
This is not something I say casually. The food made by Ying Qingci is indeed delicious.
It felt more fragrant than the fragrance she had smelled when passing by Zuixian Tower before.
"Okay, you can eat more in a while."
Egg marinade is easy to make. When making minced meat before, there was a piece of meat left. It was just right. Ying Qingci chopped it up and beat it with the egg marinade. The meat and vegetables were added together to make the soup base more flavorful. .
When all the dishes were ready, Ying Wangzhu and Ying Shuangsong also came back.
When he saw the dishes on the table, Ying Wangzhu had a smile on his face, "Xiao Liu's dish?"
"Dad, you can tell by looking at it that it was made by my little niece. There is so much meat and it smells so delicious."
"Of course, mom's cooking is just as delicious."
After Ying Shuangzhu finished speaking, he quickly opened his mouth to make amends.
"Only you can say it!"
When Huang Xuecao heard Ying Shuangzhu's words, she laughed and scolded him without blaming him too much.
"hey-hey."
With Ying Shuangzhu's silly smile, Zhu Qing brought the last fried vegetables to the table, Huang Xuecao arranged the bowls and chopsticks in order, and Ying Qingci also walked in from outside the yard.
Just now she went to the yard to wash her hands.
"Good boy, sit down quickly."
Ying Qingci prepared the dishes for the large table, and she knew she was tired at first glance. When Huang Xuecao saw her, he quickly pushed her to the edge of the table and asked her to sit down.
"Nai, please sit down quickly."
"Little niece, is this the carrot yam you mentioned before?"
"Yes." Ying Qingci nodded.
"It looks really good." Ying Shuangzhu said subconsciously.
Huang Xuecao glanced at him and said angrily, "Not only does it look good, it's also delicious."
This is an enemy, how come they know how to eat all day long.
Seeing their brother-in-law being spoken to by their grandma, Ying Qinghan and Ying Qingjia lowered their eyes and smiled.
