The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

Stir-frying is the essence of farmhouse fried pork, and fermented soy sauce is the soul. If there is no fermented soy sauce, the soul will be lost.

The aroma of fermented soybeans and garlic filled the whole yard at once. Mrs. Qiao smelled it, and it was really delicious.

At this time, Huang Lin opened the window and poked her head out, and saw Mrs. Qiao in the yard: "Mom! What did you do at noon? Why is it so fragrant?"

Mrs. Qiao knew that the third daughter-in-law was greedy, but after all, she was breastfeeding, so she couldn't eat these.

"It's Yue'er who cooks tonight, and I don't know what kind of rice and noodles they want to make!"

Huang Lin brightened up when she heard the words, although she didn't know what it was, but it was too fragrant. Although there are a lot of meat dishes such as chicken soup and fish soup these days, it's not enough to satisfy her cravings.

"Ask Yue'er for me, can I eat?"

Mrs. Qiao said with a smile: "Hold it, I smell chili, you can't eat it!"

Huang Lin sighed, she could smell it too, but she still asked this question unwillingly, and finally her hope was shattered, so she could only close the windows tightly and try not to smell the scent, it's really hard life.

When Wu Chuanqin and Qiao Guilin came back, as soon as they opened the door, they asked about the aroma of the small farm fried pork. Both of them had their eyes lit up. The smell is really delicious. It smells like meat, but it is more fragrant than their fried meat. too much.

The Qiao family has also saved some money since they opened the steamed stuffed bun shop. They have meat dishes, so they are not too greedy for meat, but today the aroma is really delicious.

Qiao Muyue counted the time accurately, so when Qiao Guilin and Wu Chuanqin entered the house, Qiao Guishan came back with Qiao Mulong, and the whole family was attracted by the smell of the kitchen.

Mrs. Qiao and old man Qiao have already cleared the table in advance, and the family washes their hands immediately when they come back and prepares to wait for the food to be served.

Qiao Guishan entered the kitchen: "Yue'er! What is your third aunt eating today?"

Qiao Muyue just took out the fish soup, and then filled a bowl of beef brisket stewed with tomatoes. When she saw the third uncle, she immediately said, "This is for the third aunt!"

Qiao Guishan looked at the two bowls of food in front of him, a bowl of milky white soup, which was made of tofu and kelp sprinkled with a little green onion, it tasted good, the other was stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, but this method was not good enough. I have never seen it before, it is very novel.

Qiao Muyue pointed to the tofu and seaweed soup and said, "This is crucian carp soup, specially made for my third aunt!"

Qiao Guishan looked surprised, why didn't he see that it was fish soup, he smelled it, and it did smell like fish soup.

Wu Chuanqin and Mrs. Qiao, who came in to help, also looked strange.

Qiao Muyue saw the doubts of several people, and pointed to a bowl of minced fish meat that looked like deep-fried minced meat and said: "I fried this crucian carp until it was golden, and then I started to mash it, and then I added water after frying for a while, so this The fish soup contains almost the essence of the whole fish, and finally I used a sieve to dry out all the fish bones before adding tofu and seaweed, I was afraid that my third aunt would not dare to add more salt when breastfeeding, so I almost used the salt flavor of seaweed!"

Mrs. Qiao nodded: "It's really meticulous work!"

Qiao Guishan also felt that it was done meticulously. His wife always said that she drank enough chicken soup and fish soup and didn't want to eat anymore. Today, she must like these two dishes.

Thinking of this, he happily took the food and went to coax his wife to watch the children.

Qiao Muyue saw her mother and grandma coming in, so she pointed to the bowls of dishes next to her and said, "Help me get this dish out!"

The two looked at the five dishes in front of them, and they were all served in large bowls. They probably couldn't finish them all.

Qiao Muyue carried the freshly steamed rice and went out with them.

The whole family had already sat down, and Qiao Muyue pointed to the five dishes in front of her and said, "These five dishes are farmhouse fried pork, Kung Pao chicken, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, hot and sour potato shreds, mapo tofu..."

This is Qiao Muyue's idea for a long time. These dishes are simple, and the combination of meat and vegetables is also reasonable. I will talk about adding new dishes later.

Hot and sour potato shreds and tomato scrambled eggs are common in Qiao’s family, but they have never seen others. Rural people’s cooking is basically oil and salt or some dark soy sauce for coloring. It is difficult to have other seasonings to match, so now The aroma of these dishes made everyone feel their stomachs growling.

Qiao Muyue served a bowl of rice first, and then put a spoonful of Mapo Tofu on the rice: "This is a bowl of Mapo Tofu with rice!"

He said and handed this to old man Qiao: "Master, eat this, the tofu is easy to digest, and this time I made slightly spicy, suitable for you older people to eat!"

Old man Qiao took it, and then started to eat it. They often eat tofu, but most of them are stewed. It's so delicious, it tastes like meat.

Qiao Guilin and Wu Chuanqin understood it this time. It turns out that a spoonful of vegetables on top of a bowl of rice is a rice bowl. The vegetables are on the rice, and the vegetable juice flows into the rice. It goes without saying that it is delicious.

"The rest is for you to choose the dishes you want to eat and make them yourself!"

Qiao Muyue looked at the crowd and said.

Qiao Mulong scooped up a spoonful of farmhouse fried pork directly with the rice in his hand, poured it over, and then began to grill the rice.

"This fried meat is delicious, it looks like a meal..."

Dalong kept chopping rice while talking.

But Mrs. Qiao said: "This mapo tofu is still delicious. When you are old, you will have no taste in your mouth. It tastes so strong that you can't bite it. This tofu is soft and tender, and it tastes spicy. It's just right..."

Qiao Guilin agreed with Dalong's words, the small farm fried pork is delicious, but the kung pao chicken is also delicious, he just chose two dishes.

Wu Chuanqin obviously prefers rice with tomato scrambled eggs. The soup is sweet and sour, and it's really delicious when mixed with rice.

While the family was eating, Qiao Guishan came back with two empty bowls with a happy face.

"Yue'er! Your third aunt said that your cooking is really delicious!"

Qiao Muyue smiled and said, "Continue to do it for her tomorrow!"

It just so happened that recently she wanted to experiment with a few more dishes that are suitable for rice bowls, so as to help the third aunt improve her meals.

"Thank you for your hard work!

At this time, Qiao Guishan also followed everyone's example and made a Kung Pao chicken bowl and ate it.

Qiao Muyue smiled: "We are all family!"

Seeing that everyone's food was delicious, Qiao Muyue said, "What do you think if there is this bowl of rice or noodles for lunch?"

"Yue'er is going to sell this?" Qiao Guishan heard from his second brother and second sister-in-law just after entering the door.

Qiao Muyue nodded: "For such a serving, meat dishes cost [-] cents, vegetarian ones [-] cents, rice is easy to steam, and the cost is almost half the profit..."

Qiao Guishan nodded: "The price is right. Now skilled workers are paid 100 yuan a month. It's not burdensome to eat these, and I heard that the country is going to adjust wages. There is no pressure to eat this!"

Qiao Muyue looked at her parents: "This is less laborious than selling steamed buns. The rice is steamed in advance, the seasonings are prepared in advance, and when the meal is ordered, the dishes are fried, and when someone comes, just put a spoonful of vegetables on top of the rice. Basically, there is no problem." Already!"

Wu Chuanqin nodded: "Those two are fine, I'm in charge of cooking, and your dad is in charge of serving!"

"I can still move, I'll wash the dishes for you!"

Mrs. Joe said.

Qiao Muyue shook her head. Today, while everyone was talking about it, she just wanted to talk about hiring someone. She couldn't let her grandma go to work when she was old.