"There's no braised pork, but there's shit for you, do you want it?"
Aunt Yang was too lazy to pay attention to her upset son and continued to stir-fry the vegetables in the wok.
"Okay, then forget it. Why are you so fierce?" Captain Hu didn't dare to offend my mother, so he could only leave the kitchen and return to the main room.
The main room is bustling with activity now. Everyone can't help but want to tease the cute twins and baby Yueyue when they see them.
The twins are not afraid of dogs and they greet everyone with babbling sounds.
Liu Shuning and Liu Shufeng also took this opportunity to serve the dishes. Although there were not many guests today, they still had to be divided into two tables.
Pan Jiandang ate in the main room with his leaders and comrades, while Liu Shufeng ate in the room with Liu Shuning and Aunt Yang.
When the last dish was served, everyone sat down and started eating.
Captain Hu had been craving for the food for a long time, so he took the braised pork with his first chopsticks when the food came to the table.
In the room, Liu Shuning, Aunt Yang and Liu Shufeng were also having a good time.
"Xiao Ning, your cookbook is amazing. I just taught Aunt Yang a little bit, and her cooking skills have improved so much."
Liu Shufeng now wants to learn how to cook from Liu Shuning, because the food her husband Pan Jiandang cooks is really not tasty. And she is not even as good as Pan Jiandang, she often makes rice with rice, and only knows how to boil vegetables and meat.
Liu Shuning: Am I not just a living cookbook? She is now a cooking god, having studied in the learning space for decades.
"You want to learn? I'll teach you someday when I have time."
"I want to learn, too. Call me when you teach Xiaofeng next time." Aunt Yang also wanted to learn more so that when the canteen recruits people in the future, she could apply for the job as a chef.
"No problem, come to my house when you have time and I'll teach you."
Liu Shuning readily agreed. After all, teaching one person is the same as teaching two people.
"By the way, Shuning, when will your Fengnian come back? My Jiandang said he wanted to go into the mountains with him and get some dry firewood."
Liu Shufeng's family had plenty of firewood, and now the trees outside the back mountain were growing leaves and could not be cut down, so Pan Jiandang thought about going into the mountains to chop firewood.
"I don't know yet. I still have plenty of firewood at home. If you are in a hurry, you don't have to wait for Lu Fengnian."
Liu Shuning's family has no shortage of firewood. She went to the Shang Dynasty two days ago, and the most stockpiled item was firewood.
She stayed in the mountains for several days, and when she saw dry firewood, she collected it into the space.
Not only do you not have to go up the mountain to chop firewood this year, you won’t have to go up the mountain next year either.
"My son will be on vacation in a couple of days, so I asked him to go into the mountains with Jiandang. In the past two years, almost all the trees outside the mountains have been cut down. If you want to collect firewood, you have to go far into the mountains."
Aunt Yang's family also needs to chop firewood, so she picks up some dry branches herself every year. For larger firewood, her son and two grandsons have to go up the mountain to chop it.
"The situation here is relatively good. Other places are worse off. Almost all the trees have been cut down. I heard that people are advocating for everyone to buy steel, so everyone donated all the ironware and firewood at home."
When Liu Shuning went to Red Star Farm before, he saw that the nearby hills were bare.
It's better here because there are few people and a lot of land, and there are deep mountains nearby, so not many people cut down trees.
"Luckily we are in the army, otherwise we wouldn't be able to keep the iron pot at home."
Aunt Yang couldn't help but think of the days in her hometown. Although they were poor, it was nice to be together as a family.
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