"There's a lot of miasma in the mountains around here, and there are a lot of wild animals. It's really dangerous."
Since Qiu Yantang doesn't speak actively, he has to find topics to talk about!
"Um!"
At this time, Qiu Yantang was daydreaming.
"Sister, let me ask you a question!"
Looking at the still confused Qiu Yantang, Feng Sipo spoke.
Um?
"Go up there, who are you with?"
Qiu Yantang finally came to his senses.
"Let's go back and eat."
Because he brought Feng Sipo back, Qiu Yantang didn't let Qiu Hua cook. In fact, the food she cooked herself tasted better, but it was really tiring.
Another day where we can't give up.
When they got home, Qiu Yantang boiled some water. The water couldn't be too hot so that it wouldn't break the skin of the pheasant.
Feng Sipo is responsible for plucking the pheasants.
Even the tiny hairs were plucked out bit by bit, and the head and neck were handled very cleanly.
Qiu Yantang was very satisfied with what he saw!
That’s good!
Like her!
She directly heated the oil in a pan, added some thirteen spices when putting the green onion and ginger in, and then put in the pheasant oil. There was a little oil near the skin, and it tasted better after being fried.
Then put the chicken in and make sure to fry it until golden brown and dry.
Then add water, add more water to cover the ingredients. This kind of chicken is not afraid of stewing. Add salt, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce. Add less dark soy sauce to give it some color.
If possible, add a little sugar to enhance the flavor.
Because it is stewed in a big pot over a wood fire, it is fragrant. High-end ingredients often only require the simplest seasoning.
When the water was fully boiling, Qiu Yantang put the soaked dried potatoes and mushrooms in, but there was still a little bit of vermicelli missing.
It's okay if it's just so-so.
People are not able to eat enough these days, so Qiu Yantang decided to wait until next year to teach them how to make vermicelli. The reason why she knows so much is because she was also poor when she was with her master, and they did many things by themselves from planting to growing.
Not to mention traveling back in time, even if she traveled back in time to ancient times, she would still have a full set of skills!
"Tangtang, I'm going out for a while!"
Feng Sipo didn't know what happened, but he suddenly ran away, as if he had something particularly urgent to do.
"My dear, the food you cooked smells so good!" Qiuhua took a deep breath. The food was so delicious that it made her feel like she had never eaten anything good in her life.
"I'll save some for you later. I tell you, this is delicious with a bowl of rice!"
Qiu Yantang had just finished speaking when Feng Sipo came in carrying a bag.
She directly questioned Feng Sipo with her eyes.
Feng Sipo brought the bag. Wow, half a bag of rice...
At this time, the rice is not husked cleanly and occasionally contains small stones.
But it is also extremely valuable!
"I'll get some rice so we can make this!"
Feng Sipo spoke as he scooped out some rice, picked out the stones inside, and rubbed off the shelled ones with his hands.
This rice is not as big or good as the rice of later generations. It can be said that it is far inferior to the rice of later generations.
After all, that was the result of Grandpa Yuan’s decades of work.
"You don't like eating stones either?" Qiu Yantang asked.
This question left Feng Sipo confused.
Qiuhua couldn't help but said, "Tsk tsk, little ancestor, please think about what you said."
"Well, normal people don't like to eat it, right?" Feng Sipo began to doubt himself when he said this. Could it be that some people just like to eat it?
“That’s right!”
The rice that Qiu Yantang ate with her master, her grandfather, and her remarried mother in this life was not very clean. She was also a very picky person. If she found a small stone in her meal, she would not be able to eat anymore.
Sometimes she got it at the first bite, and then she could only blame herself for being unlucky.
After Feng Sipo selected the ingredients, he stewed them in a large pot. "This dish is delicious with rice!"
Hearing this, Qiu Yantang immediately gave him a thumbs up. There was nothing wrong with what he said.
The meal was ready quite quickly. Qiu Yantang flipped the chicken a few times, and there was only a little bit of soup left at the bottom. It was just right to serve it at this time. If it was any dryer, she would not like it.
I sprinkled some chopped green onions into the pot, then took the meat out of the pot and put it in a bowl, leaving some in the pot.
The rice is ready. The rice on top is white and soft, with a layer of rice crust underneath.
This rice crust is quite delicious when eaten as a snack.
A little rice was left over, and Qiu Yantang brought the dishes to the table. There was only one dish...
She has no awareness at all.
"Eat it! Come and try my cooking! It's not just my bottom that's delicious."
Feng Sipo nodded and served himself a large bowl of rice.
He also served a big bowl to Qiu Yantang.
He first picked up a piece of chicken leg and took a bite. The unique aroma of the wood-fired pot was released directly in his mouth. It was not woody at all and still had a little juice.
"Mmm!!! Delicious!"
After that, he picked up some dried potatoes and mushrooms. The dried potatoes were a little hard, but they were soaked in the chicken broth, and the mushrooms were not soft but chewy.
“Delicious! Delicious…”
The soup is spread over the rice.
He ate without making a sound.
Qiu Yantang was the same, she was enjoying her meal very much. She didn't pay any attention to Feng Sipo. Judging from his appearance, he was not the kind of person who would be polite.
Besides, they have worked hard and have been given rice.
When they were almost done eating, Feng Sipo said, "We'll start work tomorrow."
"You mean the road construction? Tomorrow is a good day. Remember to pray before breaking ground."
Feng Sipo nodded. He was originally from a special department and was quite taboo about these things.
"Yes, it will definitely happen when the time comes. This is something I've agreed upon with you, and it will definitely go smoothly."
That’s right, Qiu Yantang thought, not only does he have the blessing of his master, but he also has the blessing of his ancestors.
"How are your mushrooms growing?"
Hearing Feng Sipo asking about Mushroom, Qiu Yantang quickened his eating speed, "You should eat quickly too, I'll take you to see it!"
No matter what you say, it’s better to see it with your own eyes. Seeing is believing. At least that’s what Qiu Yantang thinks.
This incident sped up the speed at which the two of them ate, and they just left the food there after they finished eating.
Feng Sipo said he would pick up the table, but Qiu Yantang refused. Qiuhua was at home anyway, so she cleaned it up after they left.
When he walked to the door, Feng Sipo saw the bitter mushroom hanging on the wood. The roots of the bitter mushroom were strung with a string and hung there.
He grabbed one at random.
It’s sour, sweet and bitter, but the bitterness is much less after being sun-dried, and it tastes quite good.
Qiu Yantang felt a little pained and quickly said, "Let's go quickly."
After saying that, she walked ahead. Seeing her walking so fast, Feng Sipo didn't stop.
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