Si glanced at the young lady who was eating with her head down, and drank the nourishing soup contentedly.
Jiang Dongmei could only eat a few more chopsticks of fish.
There were few Hericium erinaceus in her family, so she could only eat a little occasionally. Now that her mother needed to take care of her health, there was no share for her anymore, but it was understandable.
Qin Xiang's private words were also circulated among many families in the village.
Recently, Qin Qingman's house is often filled with the tempting aroma of food at mealtime. Everyone is envious and wondering why the Qin family's food suddenly smells so good. The elderly in the village of course remember the original owner's parents. When someone raised a question, they were directly told how great the cooking skills of Qin Lao Da's wife were in the past.
It is said that Chuchu's mother's ancestor was a chef in the imperial palace.
Qin Qingman had no idea that her cooking skills had long been attributed to her origin. At this moment, she was scooping the pancakes on the edge of the wok.
This kind of cake actually has a nice name in Northeast China.
It's called fish head cake.
After simmering, half of the cake sticks tightly to the edge of the pot, and the part close to the edge has already been baked to a golden and crispy state. The other small half has already slid into the pot and is soaked in the soup. It is soft and fragrant. It can be said to be two ultimate delicacies.
"Is it cooked? Is it cooked, sister? The cake looks delicious."
Chu Chu was so anxious that she started licking her lips.
The fish smelled delicious, and the cakes smelled delicious too. He was so dazzled by the sight that he didn't know what to eat first.
"I don't know if it's cooked or not. Chuchu and A Ling, help me taste it and see."
Qin Qingman scooped a piece of corn cake with a spatula and handed it to Wei Ling, reminding him, "It's hot. Let it cool before tasting it."
"Okay." Wei Ling willingly accepted the feeding task.
He tossed the hot cookie back and forth a few times in his hands until it was just the right temperature.
Wei Ling tore off a little bit of the part that had been soaked in soup and stuffed it into Chu Chu's mouth.
“Is it delicious?”
The question is whether it tastes good, not whether it is cooked.
Chuchu nodded quickly, chewing non-stop with her little mouth tightly pursed, and at the same time used her little hand to signal Wei Ling to taste it quickly.
The cake that had absorbed the soup was so delicious and tasty, better than any meat he had ever eaten before.
Seeing that Chu Chu was enjoying the meal happily, Wei Ling tore off another piece of cake and fed it to Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman was scooping the pancakes on the edge of the pot, but she didn't expect Wei Ling to feed her. She was stunned and bit Wei Ling's finger.
Wei Ling's fingers, with thin ropes around them, have a strong presence.
Qin Qingman felt the strength of Wei Ling's fingers, and Wei Ling's fingers could of course also feel the tenderness of Qin Qingman's mouth.
This delicacy was even more obvious than what he could sense with his lips and tongue.
Frightened Qin Qingman quickly opened her mouth and pushed Wei Ling's finger out with her tongue, and said vaguely: "You guys eat, don't worry about me." She was really frightened by Wei Ling just now, and she almost couldn't stand for that minute.
"Um."
Wei Ling didn't expect that such an accident would occur during a simple feeding.
Although the fingers left Qin Qingman's mouth, the residual feeling on the fingers constantly reminded him of what he had just experienced.
"Brother-in-law, the cake is super delicious, come and try it."
At this time, the biscuit in Chuchu's mouth had already been swallowed by him, so she had the chance to open her mouth.
"Okay, I'll try it." Wei Ling was urged by Chu Chu and subconsciously tore off a piece of biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. The two fingers were the ones that had just caused trouble with Qin Qingman. When the fingers touched his lips, he realized how much misunderstanding this would cause.
Qin Qingman kept an eye on Wei Ling out of the corner of her eye.
When she saw the fingers that she had just sucked touching Wei Ling's lips, her face suddenly turned very red.
I don’t know if it was because I was embarrassed or because of the steam from the pot.
Wei Ling's earlobes also turned a little red.
He really didn't mean it.
"Brother-in-law, it's delicious, let me taste the crispy part." Chu Chu, a child, had no idea what was going on in the minds of the two adults, so she simply ordered Wei Ling to let her taste the biscuit next.
"good."
Wei Ling came back to his senses and moved his gaze from Qin Qingman's face to the cake in front of him.
He first wiped his fingers with a clean rag before tearing the cake for Chuchu. This time he didn't just tear a little bit, but tore off a small piece and handed it directly to Chuchu, letting the child chew it by himself.
Chuchu took the cake and started to eat it happily.
The half of the cookie that is baked to golden brown is thinner, crispy and fragrant, and it is crunchy when you bite it.
Qin Qingman tried her best to ignore Wei Ling's gaze. She quickly shoveled all the cakes into the rice basket before checking the fish in the pot.
The fish is big, and it is stewed whole. After half an hour of stewing, not only does it not fall apart, but the soup is just the right thickness.
"Ah Ling, go get the small iron pot in the living room and use it to serve some for today's meal."
Qin Qingman's desire for delicious food broke through her unexpected shyness.
"I'll be there right away." Wei Ling held the unfinished biscuit in his mouth and went to the living room. While taking the small pot, he also added a few pieces of firewood to the stove to maintain the temperature in the living room. They would have dinner in the living room in a while.
A big fish, small yellow mushrooms, and frozen tofu, stewed together, took up almost half of the iron pot, which was quite a lot.
It was impossible for Qin Qingman and the others to eat so much at once, so they only scooped a quarter of it into the small iron pot.
Cover the remaining fish with a lid and clean it up after dinner. Qin Qingman sprinkled a handful of chopped garlic sprouts into the small iron pot, and the dish immediately became delicious and fragrant.
"Eat, eat."
Chu Chu actively went to get the dishes and chopsticks, while Wei Ling carried the small pot back to the living room and put it on the stove.
In the cold winter, a family of three eats around the stove.
As soon as Qin Qingman took the first bite of fish, she squinted her eyes with satisfaction.
As expected of a delicacy that had appeared on famous food shows in later generations, Qin Qingman brought out the deliciousness of the fish meat without any complicated stewing. The delicious fish meat did not have any earthy smell of freshwater fish.
Fresh and tender.
With the addition of small yellow mushrooms and day lily, this fish can only be described as fresh.
It was delicious. It was so delicious that the family of three couldn’t stop eating.
Wei Ling ate the fish with an expression of enjoyment. He had only tasted this delicious and fresh aroma in the Duke's Mansion before. He never expected that he would feel the delicious aroma from fish again many years later.
"Sister, brother-in-law, tofu is also delicious, hiss——"
Chuchu picked up a piece of frozen tofu with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. The tofu, which had absorbed the essence of the soup, tasted no worse than fish.
The child was so scalded that he was hissing and was reluctant to spit out the tofu in his mouth.
"Let the hot tofu cool down before eating." Qin Qingman quickly handed Chuchu a glass of slightly cool water, intending to let the child adjust to the temperature in his mouth.
"No...No need, sis."
Chu Chu grinned and fanned fiercely, he didn't want to ruin the taste of the tofu.
"You can't eat food that is too hot, it will burn your throat." Qin Qingman disagreed with Chuchu's approach.
"Sister, I get it. I won't do it again next time." Chu Chu, who had swallowed the tofu in his mouth, quickly admitted his mistake and at the same time took Qin Qingman's words to heart, because at this moment he was sticking out his tongue and breathing like a puppy.
He was burned just now.
Qin Qingman immediately checked the child's tongue and was relieved when she found that it was only slightly red.
At this time, she didn't dare to let the child take care of himself.
Qin Qingman picked up a piece of frozen tofu from the pot and said to Chuchu, "Look, frozen tofu has holes all over it. These holes are filled with soup. The hotter the soup is, the hotter the tofu will be. You need to let it cool for a while before eating it."
As they were talking, Qin Qingman took the plate that Wei Ling had brought from the kitchen and placed it in front of Chuchu, instructing her, "Pick up whatever you want to eat, but put it on the plate first, and wait until it cools down before putting it in the bowl to eat."
"Got it, sis."
Chuchu obediently did one more procedure.
The family enjoyed the meal to their great satisfaction and finally all collapsed in their chairs.
The fresh fish was so delicious that we ate a little too much without realizing it.
"Take a break before cleaning up." Qin Qingman stopped Wei Ling from cleaning up immediately. She herself didn't want to move, so how could she let Wei Ling clean up the mess right away.
Chu Chu also sat paralyzed in the chair and nodded seriously, "Brother-in-law, listen to my sister, take a break first, and we will clean up together later." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his belly happily.
It's a bit spicy. I haven't eaten something so spicy in a long time.
Wei Ling saw Qin Qingman and her brother sitting in the same position, smiled, and sat down as well.
They ate up all the fish, meat and side dishes in the small iron pot, and the remaining soup was finally used to soak the cakes and was completely consumed.
The three people who were too full sat in their chairs without saying a word for a while. In the warm hall, the three of them silently recalled the delicious aroma of the fish.
Thinking about the fact that there was still a lot of fish on the pot, the three of them looked forward to tomorrow even more.
"Wife, it's a good thing that Du Hongyi and the others are not here. If they were here, I guarantee that one pot of fish would not be enough for everyone." Wei Ling thought of the appetites of his comrades and said a rare word of relief to Qin Qingman.
"It's okay. We have a few more at home, enough for everyone."
Qin Qingman was not a stingy person. Du Hongyi and the others had made it clear that they would pay food coupons and occasionally dine together. With sufficient supplies, she would not be stingy with a few fish. After all, she didn't spend any money to buy these fish. At worst, she could eat them and catch a few more when Wei Ling was free.
Wei Ling also thought of this and said, "Wife, why don't I go catch some fish tomorrow and freeze them. If Du Hongyi and his friends don't stay in the camp, they might have the New Year's Eve dinner with us."
"No more fighting for now."
Qin Qingman thought about it carefully and refused, and her refusal was reasonable.
What is worrying is not the scarcity of resources but the inequality of resources. The river belongs to everyone and everyone can enjoy the resources in the river. But if others can only sigh in despair while they are catching big fish to take home, some people will feel psychologically unbalanced.
It’s good to leave it like this for now, eat it sparingly and save the remaining two for the New Year.
Wei Ling was very smart. Even though Qin Qingman didn't say it explicitly, he immediately understood the key point and nodded in agreement with Qin Qingman's approach.
Only Chuchu didn't understand, but he was very well behaved and didn't ask any more questions.
Anyway, there is no shortage of food at home, so he is happy to eat anything.
The family of three sat and digested the food for a long time before getting up to clean up. Qin Qingman and Wei Ling collected the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. They also took the remaining fish in the stove out of a large basin, covered it, and left it in the kitchen without getting in the way.
After the fire in the kitchen is extinguished, the temperature of the entire kitchen will drop. It will not be as low as minus 20 or 30 degrees Celsius like outside the house, but it can reach the refrigeration temperature of later refrigerators.
The vegetables will not go bad if kept at this temperature for a short period of time.
Qin Qingman and Wei Ling were tidying up in the kitchen sweetly, while Chuchu was sweeping the floor in the living room obediently.
After dinner, there were fish bones everywhere next to the stove.
Qin Qingman didn't know what this fish was called. Anyway, it had very few bones, only one thick main bone, and the remaining main bone was thrown on the ground.
Chu Chu thought about it and saw that the bones would not hurt anyone, so she simply collected the bones and threw them to the two geese.
The geese in his house seem to eat everything.
After throwing away the bones, Chuchu swept the floor clean and went to look at the water in the jug.
A full jug is enough for everyone to wash up with water at night.
The Qin family members are used to washing up after dinner at night, so that they can go to bed immediately if they feel sleepy, instead of washing up just before going to bed, which would easily wash away the sleepiness.
Chu Chu didn't wait for Qin Qingman and Wei Ling, and took care of herself first.
The child had just taken a bath a few days ago. It was particularly cold that day, so his body was not dirty and his hair was not greasy. The child had no intention of taking a bath. He just washed his face and hands, then poured water into the foot basin to soak his feet.
Soak your feet frequently and apply Harry Oil to avoid frostbite in the winter.
Chuchu has seen some children who don't like to take a bath or wash their feet. They don't wash their feet for ten days or half a month in winter. The longer they don't wash their feet, the more likely they are to get frostbite. Once frostbite occurs, their fingers and toes will swell like carrots.
It looks scary when it's bright red, and in severe cases it may rot and fester.
"Hey, has our Chuchu washed her feet?" Qin Qingman and Wei Ling saw Chuchu applying Harry Oil as soon as they entered the living room after cleaning the kitchen.
The little feet are white and tender and look very cute.
"It smells so good." Chuchu stretched out her legs for Qin Qingman to see.
"It smells really good." Qin Qingman touched the child's feet with a smile, then picked up the child and brought him to the kang in the west room.
The kang had been lit long ago, and not only was the kang warm, but the whole room was also warm.
"Sister, you and brother-in-law should hurry up. I want to hear a story later." Chuchu rolled happily on the kang.
There were few entertainment activities in those days, and the happiest thing for children was to listen to a story.
"Okay, okay, listen to us Chuchu." Qin Qingman reminded Chuchu not to catch a cold and left the bedroom.
In the hall, Wei Ling had already poured water for Qin Qingman to wash her face, and he was brushing his teeth himself.
The two of them cleaned up at different times. After washing their faces and brushing their teeth, there was only one thing left to do, which was washing their feet.
"Wife, I think there is not much hot water left. You wash first, and I will wash after you finish."
Wei Ling checked the water in the kettle and decided not to boil it again, as it would waste firewood and time.
Qin Qingman was stunned for a moment, then looked at the steaming footbath in front of her and said, "Let's wash together." Neither she nor Wei Ling had foot odor, so there was no need for Wei Ling to use the remaining water for her foot wash. They could just wash together.
It was a cold day, and the water probably wouldn't be very hot by the time she finished showering.
"Let's take a shower together?" Wei Ling's heartbeat quickened because of Qin Qingman's words.
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