Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 59 The Difference Between Cloud and Mud
Shuang Jiang stepped forward to match the bowl with the spoon, while Yang and the others went to warm water for everyone to wash their hands.

Gu Qingyou scooped the porridge with a rice spoon in person, with different divisions of labor but in an orderly manner.

Xue Lin'er got the wrong idea just now, and felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that she was alone in the room, she was also worried that Gu Qingyou would take revenge and not give her food, so she got up again and said with a smirk: "How can I let Young Madam I am busy with my own work, and my concubine will also help me."

"Okay, then you are responsible for serving the bowl."

Gu Qingyou poured the porridge into the familiar small blue and white bowl of the shepherd boy playing the flute: "This bowl is for the prince."

Only for dogs, no one is worthy except Song Chengye.

Song Chengye didn't know anything about it, thinking that Gu Qingyou had finally started to understand current affairs, he was anxious to give him the first bowl, and took a sip with satisfaction.

After eating the hot sweet porridge, the chill dissipated a bit, and I felt comfortable and in a good mood. I praised: "Good porridge!"

Today's porridge is much richer than last night. In addition to millet and sweet potatoes, there are also a small amount of rice, peanuts, red beans, and even a few red dates.

While waiting to clean it up, the cook asked, "Ma'am, how do you want to eat that pheasant in the kitchen?"

If it is easy to stew, if you want to steam or bake, you have to kill and marinate in advance. If it is in the mansion, you can do it as you like, but now that the supplies are scarce, she dare not advocate without authorization.

Song Chengye raised his head from the bowl when he heard the words: "Where did you get the pheasant?"

The cook replied, "Young Madam sent it to the kitchen."

A certain person froze, puffed his cheeks and said depressedly: "I took people around the mountains for a long time, but I didn't even see a chicken feather, where did you catch it?"

No wonder he stabbed and scratched him when he entered the door just now, he came prepared.

"If you can't catch it, it doesn't mean that others can't catch it either," Gu Qingyou said with a sweet date in his mouth, but Song Chengye felt sour, "Who made you inferior to others."

But it's normal, the hunters have been hunting in the mountains all year round, and they have certain skills and experience. He is a rich and noble son, how can he understand these things?
The porridge in Song Chengye's mouth became hard to swallow. I don't know who is her so-called "skills are not as good as others"?

She is a girl, so it is naturally impossible to catch a pheasant, and besides the two of them, Song Hengye was the only one who went out in the morning.

Looking around, he found that he was not there, so he asked Xue Lan: "Where is Hengye? Did you come back just now?"

Xue Lan said: "I came back for a trip, felt bored, and went hunting again."

As expected, Song Chengye finished the porridge with a wheeze, and put the empty bowl on the table heavily: "Master is full, go back and have a rest!"

The others didn't know why he was going crazy, so they all lowered their heads and drank the porridge silently.

Xue Lin'er couldn't sit still here, she stepped forward and took his arm and said, "Husband, go slowly, wait for Lin'er to come with you."

Song Chengye strode out, only to see Song Hengye in white clothes standing in the yard spotless.

Looking down at himself covered in grass dregs, four big characters unconsciously appeared in his mind - the difference between cloud and mud.

On the side, Bu Tian's body was clattered and covered with prey, including pheasants, hares, and animals like deer that Gu Qingyou had never seen before, like the legendary silly roe deer.

The sweet porridge fermented into sour: "Did you hunt these?"

Song Hengye shook his head: "I'm just helping from the side, most of them are caught by Bu Tian."

Song Chengye calmed down a little, but listened to his steps and said: "The general is too modest! Obviously you shot it, and the subordinates just ran errands to pick it up."

Not seeing Song Chengye's elongated face, Bu Jian praised him in high spirits: "My son, you haven't seen it. My general's kung fu of piercing Yang with a hundred steps is really superb and consummate..."

"It's okay, it's okay, the saliva is sprayed on Grandpa's face!"

Song Chengye was greatly stimulated, and stopped him from chattering: "Are you free, are you? Then go and deal with these, I just haven't had enough!"

Isn't it just a few wild game?He was just unlucky and didn't meet him, so what's there to show off?
Besides, this Song Hengye deliberately hunted so many back, and I don't know why, anyway, it's very hateful!

Bu Tian didn't pay attention to his sour tone, he unloaded the game on the ground, and beckoned the servant to take it down and tidy it up.

Seeing that their master and servant didn't make it in time for dinner, Gu Qingyou had already asked the cook to set aside two bowls. In order to avoid suspicion, he asked someone to deliver them under the guise of his mother, while he happily went to the kitchen.

Seeing that the prey brought back by Bu Tian was enough for a full meal tonight, she planned to pick a fat and tender hare and return it to Xiaowa's family.

Under Gu Qingyou's command, the cooks made beggar's chicken. There were no lotus leaves, so they used zong leaves instead. The roasted chicken was as fragrant as it was.

The rabbit was stewed in a pot full of dried radish, and there were also dried bamboo shoots and various fungi collected by the farmers. Throwing in the wild salamander picked up in the mountains today, the aroma can waft for several miles.

Small pancakes made of cornmeal and sweet potato noodles are pasted around the iron pan. When the meat is stewed and the pancakes are cooked, the bottom layer is crispy and the bottom half is full of rich gravy. The combination of gods and immortals can make people fragrant .

Gu Qingyou ordered someone to bring a large bowl to Old Man Liu, in order to repay his kindness for giving charcoal in the middle of nowhere.

There was also a roe deer, which caused her troubles. In her previous life, she had eaten venison dumplings in a restaurant. Roe deer is also a kind of deer, and the taste should be similar, but there is no white flour here, let alone tools for making dumplings. It's not going to work.

Fortunately, the stove was all occupied, and the roe deer couldn't cook for a while. She held a branch in her hand and knocked on the ground unconsciously, trying to think of the best cooking plan.

The yard is small and the walls are short. When Song Hengye walked out of his room, he immediately saw a figure squatting by the kitchen door in the next yard.

While writing and drawing on the ground with a branch, Gu Qingyou pointed at the roe deer meat on the opposite side and muttered something. The roe deer meat had just been peeled and hung upside down on the drying rod between the two tree branches, with blood dripping from time to time. The method seemed very strange, so he stopped curiously for a moment.

She muttered for a while, but couldn't come up with a good plan, so she shouted to the cooks in the kitchen: "Auntie, our house should have dealt with the roe deer, how do you usually do it?"

The cook was choosing dishes, and when she heard the words, she hurried out and replied: "Young Madam, in the past, the Zhuangzi also sent roe deer. The son likes to slice the roe deer, and Madam likes to bake it with honey and charcoal. It's just that we didn't bring any seasonings, let alone a pot. Nothing can be done.”

"Yes, if there are seasonings, it's good to bake and eat."

Gu Qingyou sighed, saw a bunch of shallot-like plants in her arms, and wondered: "What is this?"

She failed to buy vegetables just now.

"Mrs. Hui, this is a wild onion." Seeing that she was interested, the cook also opened up the chatterbox, "I had nothing to do just now, and the servants also went out to find some licorice for seasoning, but I didn't expect to come to a place. It is located in a mountain depression, where the temperature is much higher than other places, and a large piece of wild onion grew in it, and the slaves pulled some of it."

　I have to say that Song Chengye has a good understanding of himself~
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