"We were just sitting around doing nothing, so we figured we could get started right away once you got back."
"Okay, do you have any other dishes at home?"
"We still have some sauerkraut, and then we have potatoes, cabbage, and radishes. What can you do?"
Chen Ye rolled up her sleeves and started working. She was also hungry at the moment. What she feared most was hunger. Although she looked thin, she controlled her hunger intentionally. To be honest, she had never been hungry since she was able to go up the mountain.
There were three laying hens at home, and she kept them in the house during the winter. They laid a lot of eggs every day, at least one egg a day. She didn't keep any of them for money, but ate them all directly.
While cleaning the dishes with her hands, she recalled the recipes she had seen in her mind. Fortunately, her brain was still quite useful and she could remember most of the recipes she had seen, so she didn't eat them with the rice over time.
There weren't many seasonings at my grandfather's house. Apart from salt, soy sauce and vinegar, there weren't any of the seasonings in the video. After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to make the simplest braised dish.
When the chicken started to smell delicious, Chen Ye felt so proud at that moment. She thought she was so smart and watched the video to see how delicious it smelled.
When the juice is almost collected, the color looks good.
As for whether it tastes good or not, she didn't even consider it. It smells so good, how could it taste bad?
When all the dishes were served, old man Cheng Shengli was stunned. When did Ye Zi learn to cook? Isn't this girl just like Shuanzhu, who can only stew everything with water?
"How is it? Are you surprised by the look? Come and try it."
Shuanzhuo looked at the small bowl of chicken that looked and smelled delicious, his mouth almost watering: "Master, is it ready to eat?"
"Okay, that's enough. Let's eat together." He picked up a piece of chicken first.
Chen Ye watched the two of them eat without picking up his chopsticks, wanting to hear some nice words before eating.
Chen Shengli picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times. His facial expression did not change at all, and it was impossible to tell whether it tasted good or not.
Chen Ye looked at Shuanzhu. Children can't hide their true thoughts. Shuanzhu saw that his grandfather had picked up his chopsticks, so he picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth without hesitation.
When his tongue tasted the chicken, his eyes lit up, but after chewing it for a few times, he felt something was wrong. He moved his little mouth and spit out a small tooth.
Chen Ye???
Are chicken teeth this big?
No, no, this can't be a tied tooth, right?
That's right, this child is in the period of changing teeth. She has just finished changing her teeth. Is it because her teeth are loose or was it caused by burping the chicken?
Shuanzhu saw the teeth on the dining table and gave Chen Ye an ugly grin.
Chen Ye...
What do you mean by that smile? Is the chicken too bad? But she thinks the color and aroma are good?
I don’t even dare to taste the food I cook. What should I do?
That’s right, Chen Ye didn’t dare to taste the dish he made. He thought it looked good in color, smelled good, and should taste - okay.
Shuanzhu was reluctant to spit out the chicken in his mouth. It took him a long time to swallow the chicken whole.
"Well, sister, it tastes good, but it's a little hard. It would be better if it could be more mushy."
"Oh, no, I've been stewing it for a long time," she thought as she picked up a small piece of chicken and put it in her mouth, but it felt like chewing a piece of rubber when she bit it.
By the way, it seems that free-range chickens are different from the feed chickens on the market. The meat of free-range chickens is firmer and the stewing time needs to be longer. It seems that the stewing time is too short for free-range chickens.
"Well, don't eat it yet. I'll put it in the pot and stew it for a while."
It’s definitely not unpalatable. Although it’s not as delicious as I imagined, it tastes better than stewed in plain water. The only problem is that the chicken is a little too hard.
Chen Ye quickly took the chicken to the kitchen, boiled some water before putting the chicken in to stew again. If he added cold water, the chicken would be even harder to stew.
Although the first attempt ended in failure, it did not dampen Chen Ye's enthusiasm at all. Instead, she became more confident. She felt that if she practiced more, her cooking skills would definitely be good in the future.
For the sake of her future belly, she has to learn cooking skills well. Who wants to make do with it every day when they can eat delicious food?
It was a lot of trouble, but the result was good. There was not even any soup left in the pot of chicken. Seeing the empty pot of Chen Ye made me feel even better. A clean plate is the best compliment to the chef.
The little grandfather still gave a thumbs up: "Ye Zi is good, when did you learn to cook?"
"Hehe, I learned this by watching the aunties in the village cook when I have nothing to do. This is my first time making it myself. When I come back, I will study it carefully and make delicious food for you."
"I think it's okay. I'll provide the materials and you provide the craftsmanship."
"Okay, I'll just wait for you to prepare the ingredients." Chen Ye said this, thinking in her mind that she would go up the mountain to get some meat to eat when she came back. She had hardly been up the mountain this year.
Chen Ye did not waste any time. Spring plowing would start soon, so she went and came back quickly so as not to delay work.
She has never been against working and likes to be busy every day. Only by being active every day can she feel that she has a healthy body.
She had never thought of lying down. In her memory, she had done so enough times in her previous life.
Early the next morning, Chen Ye set out with a cross-body bag on her back. She did not go through the village. There was a small path leading out of the village near her grandfather's house, but few people knew about it.
When the sun rose, she had already reached the fork in the road between the commune and the county town. Going right was the road to the county town, and going left was the road to the commune.
Taking this fork in the road, the time difference between reaching the commune and the county town is not much. If Chen Ye wants to take a train, he has to go to the county town, as there are very few trains stopping at the commune.
Chen Ye walked very fast. He arrived at the county town at around nine o'clock. He did not enter the county town. He walked around a group of houses on the edge of the county town and then left the county town.
There is a small forest outside the county town. Few people come here. It is said that there was a murder here and the murderer has never been found. It is said that the man died in a very tragic way. People think that this place must be unclean.
Anyway, the adults in every household told their children not to come here to play, otherwise they would be taken away by ghosts. The rumors became more and more weird, and as they spread, this place became more and more deserted, and no one would come here easily.
Even though feudal superstitions are banned now, the older generation still firmly believes in them. It's just that they have turned from openly practicing them to practicing them secretly, and they still pray to gods and Buddhas as much as before.
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