Chapter 29 Pork stuffing, mashed potatoes, black fungus, and white flour dumpling soup
Zheng Lanhua certainly heard Fang Xiaoluo's voice.
Seeing her tiptoeing into the pot, she said coldly, "What are you looking at? You didn't make a contribution!"
Fang Xiaoluo was surprised, "Mom, what did you say? This is for people to eat?"
Zheng Lanhua glanced at her, "What else? So many good things, are they for pigs to eat? Young people really don't know the hard days in the past, you are crazy!"
Fang Xiaoluo bowed, "Okay, I haven't seen the world. I really can't bear to eat such good things, you guys eat more."
After that, Fang Xiaoluo went into the kitchen to see what dishes were there.
Even if Zheng Lanhua gave her something, she would not eat it, she was afraid of poisoning.
She seemed to understand one thing, why the three children were still pale and thin and had not made much progress after being brought back for almost a month, it seemed that Zheng Lanhua was a killer in the kitchen.
Even this dark dish, if placed directly in the frying pan, would be quite explosive.
The problem is, has Shen Zheng grown up eating these things? It was a bit pitiful.
Fang Xiaoluo turned around and found cabbage, carrots, and radishes on the shelf next to her. There were eggs in the basket on the other side, and dried black fungus in a bag.
There were also two pieces of meat next to the water tank.
Not to mention, there was quite a lot of food.
She pondered for a while, and then started to do it herself.
First, she grabbed a handful of black fungus and soaked it, and then washed the cabbage, carrots and radishes.
Then, all of these were cut into shreds for later use.
Zheng Lanhua's dark cuisine was already out of the pot, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable strange smell, very fishy.
She was holding a pot of food that she couldn't tell what it was, and looked at Fang Xiaoluo who was busy there. After hesitating for a long time, she finally left.
Fang Xiaoluo heard the conversation between the grandparents and grandchildren outside.
Shen Haifeng: "Grandma, actually... you don't have to cook meat, just steam the potatoes, wash the cabbage, and we'll eat it with sauce."
Zheng Lanhua: "You are young, eating only that is not nutritious."
Shen Haifeng: "Grandma, actually I can cook it myself."
Zheng Lanhua: "What are you doing? Boil it, grandma will make you a ready-made one, and quickly ask Haiping to come and eat."
Shen Jinxia: "Grandma, are there any dishes for lunch?"
Zheng Lanhua: "No, they are all eaten. Grandma made new ones. Although they are not as delicious as the ones made in the cafeteria at noon, they are very nutritious and suitable for your growth."
Using the fire on the stove, Fang Xiaoluo scooped rice and steamed two rice.
While the rice was steaming, she added salt to the cabbage shreds and marinated them first.
Then she started to cut the meat into thin slices, added a little soy sauce, salt, and a little egg white to mix well, and finally she found some starch, which would make the fried meat slices smooth and tender.
After the meat was marinated, the cabbage shreds were almost marinated.
Fang Xiaoluo added water, washed the cabbage shreds, added carrot shreds, blanched the soaked black fungus, and put the shredded fungus in.
The rice was steamed very quickly. The rice and millet at this time were particularly fragrant. At this time, the kitchen was completely covered by the aroma of rice.
Across the kitchen, several children were still eating their meals, but when they smelled the fragrance of the rice, they all looked towards the kitchen.
The rice in your hand will definitely not smell good.
Zheng Lanhua knocked on the table, "What are you looking at? Is the food made by that woman edible? She steamed rice, but there are still white noodles in my soup."
"Besides, everyone knows how to steam rice. Grandma will steam it for you tomorrow."
Shen Haifeng thought about it and said, "Grandma, then we will steam rice tomorrow too."
But even as she said this, other smells from the kitchen drifted over.
Several people couldn't help swallowing their saliva together.
Shen Jinxia was young, "Brother, what is this smell, it smells so good."
Shen Haifeng also swallowed his saliva, but said stubbornly, "You can't eat it even if it smells good. That's chili powder. It smells good, but it's actually so spicy that it'll kill you. We shouldn't eat it."
"Oh." Shen Jinxia nodded obediently, lowered her head and put the noodles into her mouth.
Shen Haiping, who had been absent-minded and indifferent to everything, smelled the chili oil and finally looked up.
But he just looked at it, then lowered his head and began to immerse himself in his own world.
Fang Xiaoluo sprinkled the chili powder with hot oil, and the aroma of chili oil was everywhere.
Then she seasoned it, put soy sauce, vinegar, a little sugar and salt in it, mixed it evenly, and poured it directly on the shredded cabbage.
She used chopsticks to stir this refreshing cold dish.
White, red, black, but lacking a little green, but it looks very good.
After this refreshing cabbage was ready, the rice was also steamed.
Fang Xiaoluo heated the oil in a wok with quick movements, and with a "sizzle", the marinated meat slices were directly put into the wok. Then, all the green onions and ginger were put into the pot and started to stir-fry quickly.
The meat slices changed color quickly, and Fang Xiaoluo directly scooped them out and put them on a plate.
This stir-fried meat is her specialty, and it would be even better if it had some seasoning such as chili or leeks.
Time was tight and she was hungry, so she only made these two refreshing dishes, one meat and one vegetarian. She was very satisfied and they went well with rice.
Fang Xiaoluo made a large amount. After thinking about it, she peeled off a part of each dish and put it aside, thinking that if Shen Zheng came back and didn't eat, he would still have something to eat.
In the kitchen, the aroma of chili oil, rice, fried meat, etc. filled the air. The people who were eating opposite looked at the pork stuffing, mashed potatoes, black fungus and white noodle dumpling soup in their hands and found it really hard to swallow.
Zheng Lanhua never thought that such a beautiful girl who grew up in the city could actually cook.
The food she cooked was even better than hers who had been cooking for decades.
Including Shen Haiping who always didn't care about anything and didn't fit in at all, everyone at the table stared at Fang Xiaoluo.
She brought two large plates of food over and put them on the table, then turned around and brought back a large bowl of rice.
Fang Xiaoluo took an empty bowl and sat down. Without saying a word, she directly filled herself with a bowl of rice, then sat down and started eating.
In the eyes of several people, the chopsticks in Fang Xiaoluo's hand first fell on the tender and smooth-looking slices of meat.
She put the slices of meat on the yellow and white rice, and put them into her mouth together with the soup.
At the same time, the saliva of several people spread in their mouths.
Zheng Lanhua hummed lightly, and the aroma of vegetables was in her nostrils. The taste of the dumpling soup in her mouth was much worse and a little nauseating. Fang Xiaoluo
was very satisfied with the stir-fried pork she made. She picked up a piece of refreshing cabbage with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. The crisp sound of chewing could be heard by anyone.
She raised her head and saw the six-year-old Shen Haiping staring at her.
Come to think of it, she felt that Shen Haiping was a bit autistic, as if he was always immersed in his own world.
It was really unexpected that he could look at her like this now.
Fang Xiaoluo changed a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Shen Haiping's mouth.
She said nothing, and Shen Haiping just opened his mouth and ate it.
"Don't eat it!" Shen Haifeng shouted from the side, but it was too late.
Shen Haiping was seen chewing the piece of meat slowly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his little face for a long time, "Delicious."