The next day, Wen Xi woke up from hunger, or perhaps from the craving for food.
I quickly got up and dressed, and when I came out, I saw Gu Shengmo sitting at the dining table, eating a bone happily, like a little squirrel stealing food.
Mao was also retrieving the bones, and when he saw Wen Xi, he said:
"Finally you're up. We're all ready for lunch. Go take a shower! I've already added hot water for you several times."
"Oh, okay, right away."
Wen Xi quickly ran back to the house, took out some clean clothes and went to take a shower.
A very quick battle bath!
There's no way. I'm so fascinated by the fragrance that I can't slow down at all.
When she returned to the main room, Mao had already placed a bowl of steamed buns, a bowl of braised bones, and a large bowl of cold wild vegetables on the table.
Wen Xi stared at the bone with drool, looked around, and asked:
"Hey, where's my aunt?"
"She went to deliver bones to Aunt Du, Xiaoya and the others." Mao gave each of them a bowl.
Wen Xi looked at the younger brother next to him and touched him when he wasn't paying attention:
"You're eating without even waiting for us. You're so heartless."
Gu Shengmo paused for a moment and said:
"When it came out of the pot, my aunt asked me to taste it. If it didn't taste good, I wouldn't give it away."
"So, how do you like the taste?"
Gu Shengmo said seriously:
"Mm, these are the best bones I've ever eaten."
"Haha..." Wen Xi couldn't help but pinch his still chubby face and laughed heartily.
Xiangye came in just then, carrying a basket, with a hint of shyness on her face. Mao was puzzled by this and wanted to ask about it, but she felt it would be inappropriate to do so in front of the child, so she pretended not to see anything.
"Auntie, hurry up, we've been waiting for you." Wen Xi took the basket and hung it on the wall.
There was still plenty of meat on the bones. After being stewed overnight, the collagen was incredibly rich. The flavor lingered in the mouth, and the sauce was rich and savory. Several people each grabbed a piece and were thoroughly satisfied.
The picture was ruined visually because everyone's face was covered in smudges.
But from an appetite perspective, it's a walking billboard.
"Well, mother, the food for Master hasn't been delivered yet, right?" Wen Xi thought of Master while chewing.
Mao had just finished a piece of pork chop and was thinking about eating another piece of pork ribs or bones. When he heard that his daughter was almost full, he remembered the master and said unhappily:
"Don't worry! I'm keeping it! I'm not like you. I just happened to have a lot of embroidery at home. I'll go consign it to sell later and send it to her by the way."
Wen Xi's stomach was really full, so she licked her fingers and finally gave up on the next one:
"Okay, I'll go and disassemble the pig's head. And give her some too."
"I'll help you." Xiangye put down the bones and got ready.
"No, no, Auntie, just eat yours. The pig's head is all mushy and easy to take apart. I can handle it myself."
As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the pot. The head and trotters were stained with brown sauce, and only a little bit of sticky soup remained. The soybeans had also burst open, and they looked very soft, sticky and sweet.
I couldn't help but pick up a soybean, squinting my eyes and nodded.
Mm! Not bad, not bad, it tastes great!
Although the wild boar's head is not as fat as a domestic pig's, it is still a large portion of an adult pig. The meat that was removed filled more than half a basin.
Wen Xi cut the pig's snout and tongue together, splitting it in half.
Take out half of it and cut it into slices, cut the ears into shreds and wrap them in wax paper.
I dug out another small bamboo tube. This one was also sent by Fang Ya. She had recently seen her brother chopping down a lot of bamboo to make clothes hangers. She had been saving some of the bamboo joints and making bamboo tubes, so she had been sending it to me quite often.
Wen Xi casually prepared a large bowl of vinegar sauce, poured half into a bamboo tube, and kept the other half for consumption at home.
There were still four pig's trotters in the pot. I thought if I took too many, Master wouldn't be able to finish them, and they would go bad in the hot weather. So I picked out one pig's trotter and a spoonful of soybeans and wrapped it up.
After washing her hands, Mao came over and saw the packed food. She opened the lid of another pot and found two or three more packages of bones. She thought that the oil paper was very wasteful and she needed to buy some more.
After everything was settled, Mao picked up the backpack and turned around to say:
"Look after the house well and don't run around if you don't have anything to do. Xiangye, keep an eye on them. Especially Xi'er."
"Sister, don't worry! Xi'er is very well behaved."
Wen Xi was very depressed. When did she become such a worrying child? What a shame.
As soon as Mao left, Fang Ya arrived. Then the two maids and Xiang Ye, the older girl, huddled together to study embroidery.
Gu Shengmo said that he was excluded, and every time at such times, he longed for a brother.
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