The history of the Lu family represents the glory of the Lu family one or two hundred years ago. It is the glory of the past and is of no benefit to the current life. If it is revealed, it will bring endless dangers.

Therefore, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue buried this history deep in their hearts.

They need to live a stable life and do not need to use their past glory to label themselves as descendants of royal families or official families.

At eleven o'clock, Feng Qingxue walked into her private plot carrying a bamboo basket, stepping on the soil where things like silver dollars, small yellow croakers, vases, and copper incense burners were hidden, picking deep purple eggplants, red and green peppers, and some chicken feathers. After a while, she filled the basket. On the way home, she passed by the cowshed and picked a few tender loofahs from the loofah vines that climbed up the wall.

I went home and washed and cut everything, peeled a few potatoes and cut them into thin strips. Then I kneaded a bowl of dough, which was a mixture of black flour, corn flour and sweet potato flour. The dough didn't look good.

Lu Jiang pushed his wheelchair over to light the fire, "What are we having for lunch?"

"Braised eggplant with bacon, spicy and sour potato shreds, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, stir-fried loofah, and a pot of cornmeal porridge." There are eight people in the family, young and old, so they can't just make one dish. "I kneaded the dough and put a pot of pancakes on it while I was frying the eggplant."

Just hearing the name of the dish made Lu Jiang's mouth water.

Cook in a small pot. After the water boils, add the prepared cornmeal water directly and stop when it boils.

Stir-fry the dishes in a big pot. First, stir-fry the bacon. Put more than a pound of sliced ​​bacon into the pot and stir-fry until the oil comes out. The fat is almost transparent. Then pour in shredded ginger, garlic cloves and eggplant cubes cut with a rolling knife and continue to stir-fry. Add pepper, star anise and five-spice powder, then pour soy sauce for color, add water and simmer. Before covering the pot, Feng Qingxue washed her hands, pinched off the dough, put her hands together to flatten, stretch and thin it, and stick it in the pot.

A circle of pancakes covered the entire wall of the pot, and the remaining three pancakes were placed directly on the dish.

When the sauce is absorbed, the dish can be taken out of the pan and the pancakes are cooked.

The pancakes that were peeled off from the pot wall had a layer of hard and crispy rice crust on the side that was sticking to the pot. The three pancakes on the soup were soft and moist after being soaked in the soup. They were stacked on top of the pancakes that were peeled off from the basket, and they had the aroma of vegetables and meat.

Feng Qingxue put the dishes in a large soup bowl with a large capacity, cleaned the pot and fried the vegetables.

Vegetarian dishes are easy to cook and are served one by one after a while.

Pour all the water used to wash the pot into the slop bucket next to the stove. It is best used to feed livestock.

She was willing to pour a lot of oil when cooking, and a layer of oil floated on the water used to wash the pot. Lu Jiang thought it was a pity, "In fact, you don't have to wash the pot every time you cook a dish. It's such a waste of oil." The kitchen staff were reluctant to pour a drop of oil into the pot when cooking. The villagers usually boiled the vegetables in water. If they saw Feng Qingxue cooking, they would definitely accuse her of wasting food.

Feng Qingxue was stunned when she heard this. She was used to cleaning the wok after cooking each dish, so as to prevent the two dishes from mixing their flavors.

"I'll be careful next time." Considering the current living standard, Feng Qingxue did not insist on her own way. She glanced at Lu Jiang with her eyes like water waves, and smiled, "Don't worry, with me here, our family will not lack food and clothing."

Lu Jiang stared at her and said seriously: "I believe you!"

Although he was very curious about how Feng Qingxue easily obtained various scarce materials, he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it, even though he knew it had nothing to do with his comrades!

Many of the supplies that Feng Qingxue obtained would not normally appear in her hometown.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Maybe, as my nephew said, Feng Qingxue has an extremely magical treasure chest that allows her to take whatever she wants.