The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Laoer opened his treasure jar.

Scoop out a spoonful of lard and pour it into the pan.

After thinking about it, I scooped up half a spoonful and stirred it into the pot together with the spoon.

A layer of oily flowers floated on the surface of the water.

There were gasps all around.

Yan Laoer was made fun of by this group of people.

"I said you guys are really... As for what, just put two spoonfuls of lard oil, it seems that you have never eaten it."

"Yan Er, look at you, your brain is numb from the cold, and you have counted wrongly. It is obviously a spoonful and a half." A big man next to him corrected him seriously.

Second Yan: ...

"It's not a big deal. The fireman in our camp is a thieves. He eats a meal of meat and drinks several meals. Seeing that our belly is flat, there is not much oil and water in it..." The speaker patted his abdomen and took a deep breath. In one breath: "Oh! The big oil is really fragrant!"

Yan Er Er glanced at him, and said to himself, how many men, uh, and women would have envied your flat belly without any fat in their past!

He took a breath, felt his stomach retracted, and looked down without a trace...the breath came out again.

The change is quite inconspicuous, yes, because it is too thick to wear.

Yan Lao Er, who found a reason for himself, first skimmed off the slick oil and served himself a bowl of soup, then ignored it and let them distribute it themselves. Whoever gets the first pot will be the second pot, these guys can understand how they play.

Taking a sip of the broth, Second Yan slammed his mouth.

A little confused.

So is the taste.

"I said, we will arrive in Xizhou tomorrow at the latest. Why can't we see a village around here? Have you ever been here?" Yan Lao Er asked his own question.

"Can I arrive tomorrow? When?"

Yan Laoer made some calculations: "According to our pace, we will definitely be able to go there before dark."

"Haha! Then we will be able to see him at noon. The people in Xizhou live together, unlike our Guanzhou, where a village can be found in every corner. By the way, people in Xizhou are very exclusive. Don’t even think about getting close to it, we’ll stay close to the village and take advantage of the terrain to block the wind, but don’t try to get other people’s ideas, the men in Xizhou are the real culprits.”

...

Yan Yu entered the room with the eagle frame, put it in the corner, and added water to Jiu Xiao's bowl.

Jiuxiao drank water and washed his fur, paying attention to every feather and feather, very seriously.

She didn't take off her big clothes, walked around the room and went out.

When he came back, he carried two baskets in his hand.

There are vegetables and meat.

Yan Yu doesn’t really like the meals in the palace, it’s a bit rigid, it’s like eating in the school cafeteria before, seven days a week, it seems that every day is different, but it’s repeated every week, and there are only a few things to eat, and it’s true to eat it in three or four years. enough.

Wang Deshan's exquisite heart, since he saw that his grandson was not happy with this, he let her make troubles.

Yan Yu doesn't know anything else, can't the hot pot be cured?

These days, the grandparents and grandsons have been doing a lot of cooking.

Today it’s meat, tomorrow it’s fish, and the day after tomorrow it’s bean curds and vegetables... Different combinations have different flavors.

As for today, Yan Yu doesn't want to mess with the pot anymore.

Walking around the kitchen, it was rare to find pork that was not too fat and a bit lean. Yan Yu was delighted to see it, and planned to roast the whole meat.

Who said that the iron pan can't be grilled, it's the same as oiling it.

Cut the pork into long cubes and put it in the oil pan.

Nourish!

The pleasant sound immediately makes people think about it infinitely.

A pair of chopsticks flexibly and precisely placed all the cubes of meat neatly on the bottom of the pot.

Keep a distance between meat and meat, if you swell outside, I will swell too...

Comparing each other and changing color.

Yan Yu concentrated on turning the meat with chopsticks.

Didn't even notice when her godfather entered the house.

Now that Wang Deshan returned to his small courtyard, the first thing he did was to come to this little spare house.

Xiaoer said, it is best to cook and eat in one room alone, so as not to disperse the smell of the room in winter.

There is no kang in the side house, but fortunately Xiaoer brought a stove from home, and this stove is enough for the small house, not as warm as the main house, nor cold.

"God! Let's eat barbecue today!" Yan Yu happily shook his chopsticks, his fleshy face was full of joy.

"Okay, let's eat barbecue." Wang Deshan narrowed his eyes with a smile.

I just feel that I have lived most of my life, and these few days have been enjoyable.

"Xiao Er, be careful, don't burn your hands." Wang Deshan warned in a soft voice.

"Understood the god." Yan Yu thought of something, turned his head and asked: "Will the prince not come today?"

Although the prince is more amiable, to be honest, Yan Yu can't see him as an ordinary person, and eating together is quite stressful.

Speaking of this matter, Wang Deshan couldn't help laughing.

"You child, don't you eat hot pot every day because you don't want the prince to come over?" The prince got angry and developed mouth sores.

Why don't you come today?

"How can that be!" Yan Yu felt that she was wronged: "The main thing is that I don't know how to make side dishes. The noodles are good, but I don't know how to cook stew. What's wrong with hot pot? There are meat and vegetables. Didn’t the lord also boast about the bottom material that I made myself, saying that I can smell it from far away!”

That's what the King of England said the first day he came. He said that he could smell it from afar, and he came here after looking for the smell of hot pot.

Yan Yu believed it, and the reception was very warm!

"If the prince knew that you changed the dishes today, he might come here." Wang Deshan teased her with a smile.

Yan Yu opened his eyes wide, and said duplicity: "Then come here! Today is a coincidence, the kitchen happens to have the right kind of meat, fat or fat, thin or thin, it's a waste if you don't roast the meat.

If I were to change my father, it must be a plate of braised pork. In my hands, barbecue barbecue, hehe! Godfather, don’t worry, I’ll keep a good eye on it, the heat is well under control, just wait, I’ll roll one for you, this meat has to be eaten with side dishes, take a bite and it’ll be oily, and the vegetable leaves will dissolve Tired, tsk tsk! Quack! "

Yan Yu muttered while rolling: "Look at this meat, it can't be eaten alone, the taste is single and not comprehensive, our family likes to put garlic, sprinkle with seasoning, spicy noodles are essential, I will put less for you first, and you have to eat it." Put spicy cabbage, this one also has a spicy taste, godfather, let me tell you, our lady Rong made this spicy cabbage, the wife is so delicious! To be honest, it is better than my father, so don’t tell my father ,Hahaha!"

Yan Yu neatly handed a scroll to her godfather.

Wang Deshan took it with a smile, took a bite, and chewed carefully.

"Oh! Delicious! The meat is cooked just right, and the garlic slices... Xiaoer put some more for the godfather."

"okay!"

Grandpa and grandson, you and me roll up one by one.

Yan Yu also cut the mushrooms and arranged them one by one.

"Xiaoer, my god can't eat anymore." Wang Deshan waved his hands repeatedly.

While turning the noodles, Yan Yu put rice and meat into the vegetable leaves: "God, please eat more, mushrooms don't take up space, slip away..."

It feels like her godfather really can't eat anymore, the so-called seams are all filled by her...

Yan Yu casually said: "God, I'm going home tomorrow..."

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