Chapter 232 Eating Pot
When it comes to vegetables, as long as there is a source, everything will be fine.
She was fed up with cabbage, radishes, sauerkraut and potatoes.
Even if Liu Qingqing loves to eat vegetables, no one can stand eating them for three or four months at a time.
This dish is made by mixing dried vegetables, mushrooms, and meat.
She can actually prepare a small meal for herself.
But Da Song was not here at the moment, so Xiao Song didn’t understand.
She eats with a clear conscience.
Now doing this just for stuttering is a bit bad.
After Liu Qingqing "fertilized" them, several small vegetables grew well.
The first crop was picked in one month.
In fact, it’s not much faster. Normally it takes more than a month. It must be different after she used “chemical fertilizer”.
As soon as Liu Qingqing prepared the side dishes, they started eating hot pot.
Not to mention this time, even in ancient times there was shabu-shabu hot pot, and this way of eating was not uncommon.
In addition to growing these fresh vegetables myself, I also have cabbage and radish at home, and I also pickle some wood ear mushrooms.
There is also tofu, which is sold with this service.
You can also cut a potato, and then the meat.
The only common food there is pork, and mutton is also common in winter.
There is only beef. If you want to eat beef now, you won’t be able to find it for a year or two.
There was no beef in her space, and she had already eaten all the dishes that were ordered earlier.
Meatballs and shrimp paste, she has crayfish, does that count as shrimp paste?
After get off work she went straight to the service desk.
"Sister-in-law Guiying, are you busy?"
Lu Guiying looked up and smiled: "I'm not busy. It's pretty much the same every day. There's nothing to do. Are you here to buy groceries?"
Since she met Liu Qingqing, it has become much easier for her to buy fabrics.
There may be some defective products in other supply and marketing places.
They don't provide any service here, and you need a ticket to buy anything.
Even for her family, the tickets are not enough.
Although there were many family members working in the military textile factory, there was really no cloth to sell to them.
Liu Qingqing is different. She used to work in the supply and marketing department at her hometown, and now her family is still there.
It's so easy to take some good stuff with you.
Liu Qingqing glanced around and saw that there was basically nothing left at this time. "I'm not buying anything today. Sister-in-law, if you have any good meat tomorrow, please keep an eye on it for me. Lamb would be even better."
"Hey, do you want anything else?"
"If you want another piece of tofu, I'll come get it after get off work tomorrow. Sorry to bother you again, sister-in-law." As he said that, he took out the money and ticket and handed them to Lu Guiying.
Lu Guiying happily took it, thinking that it would be good to have it useful to her, so that when they quarreled, you asked me for help and I asked you for help, and we wouldn't feel embarrassed.
"What's the trouble? Don't be polite to me."
When he heard that they were going to eat hotpot tomorrow night, Song Qiyang looked confused. He didn't know what hotpot was. He glanced at the iron pot on the stove, but he couldn't bite it.
Little Song didn't understand, but Big Song was very envious, with a glint in his eyes: "What does my wife need me for?"
"Let's get a small table and eat around the stove. Thank you for the hard work, Daddy Song." Liu Qingqing gave him a look that said "you're so superior".
I didn't think about the pot thing before.
When I saw my son trying to figure out how to eat from the pot on the stove, I remembered that we didn't have a copper pot or an electric rice cooker.
But the same goes for the stove, leave some charcoal and keep it simmering...
"Hey, I'll nail one right away." Song Jinglin's brows relaxed. The atmosphere at home was just great. Old Han competed with him every day. Was he competing with him?
As for his wife's love for him, no one else can compare to her.
Song Qiyang gave up studying the iron pot and followed his father happily to watch the fun.
After handing over the two pounds of pork, tofu, and the remaining coupons, Lü Guiying said, "Yesterday you only talked about mutton. There's no mutton today, but we've got some beef. This is not common, and I heard it's a strong steer..."
"Really? Are they still available now?"
As soon as Lü Guiying saw her expression, she knew she had made the right decision: "I bought some, but I was afraid you wouldn't want them, so I didn't make the decision on my own."
"Yes, yes, yes, sister-in-law, how much did you buy?"
Liu Qingqing saw that she had left a large piece of beef brisket and thought that today's hot pot would taste good.
After I returned home with the meat and tofu, my uncle and I had not yet returned.
She quickly stuffed the meat into the space and then sliced it.
The meat slices came out to be evenly thick and thin. She beat an egg, marinated them, and set them aside.
She doesn't have the skills to cut it manually.
The crayfish shrimp paste soup was not made because crayfish are not available in this season.
The water in the pot is boiling.
It contains bone broth, dried mushrooms, red dates, and various spices.
I also made some spicy oil and sesame sauce.
As soon as Song Yuyang entered the yard, he smelled the fragrance: "Mom, why does the pot smell so good?"
Then he's willing to chew...
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