Even Li Qianqian was eating in small bites with a spoon.
Sun Qi scooped up a glutinous rice ball, blew on it, and then stuffed it all into his mouth in one breath.
This taste... doesn't seem much better than what he ate before.
But after savoring it carefully, she found it quite delicious. Perhaps it was because she was happy during the New Year, or perhaps it was because everyone was enjoying their food, but Sun Qi unknowingly finished a whole bowl of glutinous rice balls.
Even after dinner, there are still many things to do at home.
Chen was responsible for taking care of the children, while He Shitou was responsible for chopping wood and killing chickens.
He Tiantian took the four children to the kitchen to work, and Li Qianqian naturally followed behind.
Of course, Sun Qi was also assigned chores, such as washing and picking vegetables and helping out.
They wanted to cook a big feast at noon so everyone could enjoy themselves.
Sun Qi has developed a strong interest in farm-style cooking, but why put a grown man like him in the kitchen?
Sun Qi looked at He Shitou chopping firewood in the yard and felt somewhat dissatisfied.
"Little Stone, why don't I chop the wood, and you go help in the kitchen?"
He Shitou gripped the axe in his hand and looked at Sun Qi in disbelief. "Are you sure? Washing vegetables is much easier than chopping wood."
Sun Qi nodded quickly, "Yes, yes."
"Alright then." He Shitou handed the axe to Sun Qi.
The axe was indeed quite heavy, but fortunately it was within Sun Qi's acceptable range.
He recalled how He Shitou had chopped firewood earlier and began to imitate him in a very convincing manner.
Why didn't the wood, which should have split into two pieces, split when the axe was swung down?
Instead, the axe got stuck in the wood. It took Sun Qi a lot of effort to pull the axe out of the crack in the wood.
He Shitou flicked the water off the vegetable leaves and laughed, "Young Master Sun, I told you this heavy work wasn't for you!"
Being mocked by a child younger than herself made Sun Qi feel extremely embarrassed.
He snorted coldly, turning his anger into strength.
They treated every piece of firewood as if it were He Shitou's head, and chopped it down hard.
Although it was very cold outside, it was quite warm inside the kitchen because of the fire and the burning coal.
The cooks had clear divisions of labor: washing and chopping vegetables, kneading dough, and making pastries.
The sound of chopping meat, along with the clanging of pots and pans, could be heard from the kitchen every now and then.
He Tiantian bought a spice packet in advance, intending to make some braised pig's trotters and pig's tails.
Of course, the whole pig's head from yesterday's slaughter is still in the basin; I plan to braise it later.
Braised pork is something no one has ever tried before.
However, everyone is looking forward to it.
Inside the oven, two roast chickens and two roast rabbits were already set up. As time passed, the meat in the oven gradually cooked, emitting an enticing aroma.
In addition, He Tiantian also plans to make two pots.
A spicy pork offal hot pot is made by chopping up pork intestines, heart, liver, etc., and adding chili peppers, seasonings, and so on.
Another option is to make a non-spicy tomato soup base, then add fresh mushrooms to make a broth, which can be used to blanch vegetables.
It's a similar way of eating as hot pot.
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