I see.
Luo Yunqing felt a little embarrassed because he always had to compete with the soldiers for meat.
She quickly changed the subject: "The sweet potato vines in the field are good. I asked the soldiers to pick them up at noon to feed the pigs. I plan to dig them all up."
To make brown sugar, a little sweet potato is not enough.
Lin Dachuan didn't say much, just replied "OK" and left.
Luo Yunqing entered the kitchen and found half a basin of meat in it, which really surprised her.
I washed some meat, chopped it into small pieces, put it into a ceramic pot, and stirred the porridge in the pot.
Then, she prepared to go to Wang Ruhua's backyard to pick some corn.
Maybe it’s because they were watered with spiritual spring water, the corns are particularly large and the grains are full.
It is local white glutinous corn, which is sticky and sweet.
It would be best to stir-fry some sauerkraut with the porridge, and Luo Yunqing picked a few red peppers.
I got home, cut up some fat, chopped some peppers, lit the stove, and then washed the pot and fried a plate of pickled mustard greens...
“Mmm, it smells so good!”
“No wonder some people say: women are close to women, and dishes are close to meat. Dishes cooked with meat are delicious.”
After taking a bite, Luo Yunqing couldn't help but praise it...
After the dishes were cooked and the porridge was almost ready, she washed the corn and put it in an aluminum pot.
He picked up the porridge, put the aluminum pot with corn on the coal stove, and went out again.
When she arrived at the field, she saw a huge crowd of people. Luo Yunqing opened her mouth wide... Aren't there too many people?
(I write every day, and I don’t even know what I’ve written. Please give me some pointers.)
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