Lin Shulan had already taken out a piece of meat, two fingers wide and less than a pound, that was left over from their wedding banquet the day before from the well. She also took out a piece of bacon weighing about a pound and was about to wash and cut it into pieces.
Shen Chuning quickly snatched the work from Lin Shulan's hands, "Mom, let me wash the meat!"
Lin Shulan didn't argue with her and handed the work to her. She wiped her hands on her apron and said, "Okay, then you wash and cut the meat, and I'll go outside to pick some vegetables. There's rice steaming in the pot, so keep an eye on it."
"Okay, mother, don't worry." After Shen Chuning responded readily, he looked at the ingredients in the kitchen.
In addition to fresh meat and bacon, there are also lettuce and fresh yellow bamboo shoots on the chopping board.
These ingredients are just right for making a pot of pickled pork with preserved vegetables.
Although summer yellow bamboo shoots are definitely not as good as spring bamboo shoots for pickled pork with preserved vegetables, they are also delicious.
Shen Chuning first cut half of the fresh meat, blanched it and sliced it, then cut half of the bacon into pieces, put them into boiling water, and simmered them for half an hour.
She took advantage of this time to cut the bamboo shoots and lettuce into small pieces.
The Zhou family doesn’t have a louver knot, but she has one in her space.
In addition to food, her space also contained a lot of dry goods left by the previous owner of the space.
She secretly took out some blind knots from the space.
In order to conceal her tracks, she even went back to the courtyard once in a while, just in case the Zhou family members asked her where she came from when they ate the bean curd sheets.
She could be said to have been brought from her mother's home.
Anyway, everyone knows that her father and brother dote on her, so it's not surprising no matter what she brings from her mother's home.
Half an hour later, she took the bacon out of the pot and skimmed the foam off the broth.
Cut the bacon into pieces again and put them into the pot together with fresh bamboo shoots, bean curd sheets and lettuce and simmer.
Soon, the delicious aroma of pickled pork with preserved vegetables filled the whole yard.
Lin Shulan came back from picking vegetables. She couldn't help sniffing and swallowing her saliva while still outside the yard. She stepped into the kitchen and asked impatiently, "Ningning, what did you cook? Why does it smell so good?"
Shen Chuning smiled and said, "Mom, I saw that there were some newly dug yellow bamboo shoots and lettuce at home, so I made some pickled pork with preserved vegetables."
Lin Shulan put the basket of vegetables on the ground and couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She said admiringly, "Ningning, your cooking skills are impeccable. I also made pickled pork with preserved vegetables during Chinese New Year, and I used spring bamboo shoots, but they didn't taste as delicious as yours."
"I just went out to pick some eggplants, cucumbers, winter melons, peppers, and cut some leeks. You can see how to make these. Mom will help you."
Lin Shulan has been thinking about the meal cooked by Shen Chuning ever since she went to the Shen family to propose marriage.
The same ingredients, the same method, Shen Chuning's dishes are always delicious and memorable.
"Okay, thank you, mom."
Shen Chu Ning responded with a smile and started picking vegetables.
She planned to cut the remaining meat in half and make eggplant stew with it.
The last bit of fresh meat is cooked together with the Dongguan, then sliced and made into stir-fried pork with peppers.
After the bacon is cooked, stir-fry the bacon with leeks.
The cucumbers can be made directly into cold cucumber salad.
Shen Chuning was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner.
Lin Shulan looked at her with satisfaction in her eyes.
Ningning has such nimble hands and feet that it's obvious that she does a lot of housework at home. She's not like the lazy and gluttonous person that people say she is.
I guess the villagers spread those rumors because they saw that she never went to work.
But her three older brothers, the eldest brother, the second brother and her father, are all strong laborers, and the work points they earn are more than enough to support her, not to mention that her third brother is an officer and sends money home.
She's so delicate, so what's wrong with her family not wanting her to work in the fields?
She saw that her eldest son brought her meals yesterday and doted on her so much that she was afraid that he would not let his wife go to earn work points.
But it doesn't matter. Anyway, her son earns a lot of money every month and has no children to burden him, so it's more than enough to support his wife.
As Shen Chu Ning was cooking, she couldn't help but think of her dream.
In that dream, she was always cooking. Because Chen Ziyun was very picky about food and she was not very good at cooking, the food she cooked was never to Chen Ziyun's taste.
Whenever the food was not to her taste, Chen Ziyun would use cold violence against her.
So she was terrified every time she cooked at first, but later she improved her cooking skills.
In the dream, the food she cooked was praised by Chen Ziyun’s friends who came to his house for dinner. Chen Ziyun also said to her that if he hadn’t been strict with her, how could she have such good cooking skills?
She seemed to have a particularly bad brain in her dream.
She was actually really grateful to Chen Ziyun for training her cooking skills using cold violence.
The events in the dream just flashed through Shen Chu Ning's mind.
She was quite grateful for that dream, because she really couldn't cook before. After having that dream, she actually became a good cook just like in the dream.
Moreover, she quite enjoys cooking now, and also enjoys the feeling of watching others eat up the food she cooks and still feel unsatisfied.
After the first and second wives and Zhou Yubai had almost finished moving the grain, the children who had gone to the village to play also came back.
The six little guys' heads were lined up in a row from top to bottom at the kitchen door.
The faces of Zhou Xiaoai and Zhou Xiaoying, who were at the top, were relatively clean. The further down the list went, the dirtier the children's faces became.
The face of Zhou Yongjun, the youngest child of the second wife's family, is no longer recognizable. If it weren't for his big eyes still rolling around, one would almost think he was a clay doll.
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