Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 36 Bacon Stewed Potatoes (3)

Here, Fu Xinci helped to scrape off the potato skins.Fang Xiaoyun looked fresh, and followed his daughter's example to scrape off the remaining potato skins.

"Ci'er, the outer skin of this potato is quite easy to scrape off."

"Well, it's easy to scrape when you just dug it out of the soil, and you can rub it off with a little effort, but it won't work after a long time." Fu Xinci said, and washed the peeled potatoes with water, and asked Fang Xiaoyun to directly remove the potatoes. Potatoes cut into hob cubes.

"Ci'er, can this work?" Fang Xiaoyun's cooking skills are good, and her mother-in-law also taught her knife skills. Looking at the evenly sized potatoes, Fu Xinci admired them from the bottom of her heart, seeing that this knife skill is a qualified cook.

Originally let her a seventeen or eighteen-year-old soul call Fang Xiaoyunniang, and she felt a little conflicted in her heart.

After all, they could be said to be strangers before, but now that she has taken over the body of the other's daughter, she has to bear the responsibility of the other's daughter.

Even if she was still a little awkward in her heart, she had to admit that she would live on as someone else's daughter in the future.

Wanting to understand this point, I did some mental construction for a while, and it was not so difficult to speak again, and I felt a little closer to Fang Xiaoyun when I said it.

Fang Xiaoyun didn't know what was going on in Fu Xinci's heart, so she was a little confused. She had been separated from the two children for more than a month, and her daughter's words and deeds made her feel a little strange.

She secretly looked at her daughter's face, and she lost more than a circle of weight. Thinking of the suffering her father-in-law and two children had suffered during this period, Fang Xiaoyun felt even more uncomfortable.

"Mother?" Seeing Fang Xiaoyun's expression was wrong, Fu Xinci immediately called her, she must not make Fang suspicious.

"Ah...?" Fang Xiaoyun knew that he was distracted, so he quickly smoothed things over for himself: "Ci'er, is the recipe for this potato the same as other dishes?"

"Mother, it's the same as the usual dishes."

Not to mention, calling mother twice, slowly broke through the barriers in my heart, and my speech became much smoother.

Fang Xiaoyun also seemed to hear the intimacy in her daughter's words, and immediately expressed her good mood.

"Ci'er, mother can do this job by herself. You are weak, so just sit aside and rest." Fang Xiaoyun felt sorry for her daughter. She never thought that she would be separated for just over a month. , she was rubbed into such an emaciated appearance that could be blown down by a gust of wind, she felt really uncomfortable.

It's just that she didn't dare to reveal too much in front of outsiders and the child, one was afraid of scaring the child, and the other was that she was afraid of leaving a story for others.

After all, Fu Xinci is not a real eight-year-old child. Looking at Fang Xiaoyun's tangled expression, he guessed a thing or two about what was going on in her heart.

It's just that there are some things that she can't say, let alone persuade, because she is afraid that she will reveal her truth if she says too much.

Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyun was going to cook, so he didn't continue to struggle with this matter.

……

Fu Xinci used this kind of temporary stove in the last days.It's just that the current original body is only an eight-year-old girl, so she didn't make any rash advances, and chose to listen to the adults.

Seeing her daughter sitting obediently by the side, as quiet as before, Fang Xiaoyun's mood improved a lot, and she also let Yu'er, who circled around her like a little tail, sit with her sister.

Although Yu'er was a little unhappy, she still listened to her mother and sat down beside her sister obediently.

A pair of young children were in his sight, and Fang Xiaoyun seemed to be energetic all over.

Looking up, I saw Fu Yu walking over with one hand holding the lard jar Wu Laosan had just handed to him, and Wu Laosan followed behind with a smile on his face, and said to Fang Xiaoyun with a good attitude: "Sisters and sisters, let's go today!" For this dish, I put more oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, so I don’t need to save it for my brother. As long as I can satisfy the poor masters, my brother will thank you and your wife first.”

After Boss Wu finished speaking, he bowed in a serious way.

Fang Xiaoyun understood what Boss Wu meant, but didn't say much, but kept looking at her husband.

After a while, under Fu Yu's encouragement, he nodded lightly as a response.

Qi He, who had been paying attention to them all the time, also came over, and when Yu'er saw her, she moved to her sister's side to make room, patted her little hands, and asked Qi He to come over. "Brother Qi, sit here."

"Hey." Qi He just said, Yu'er is a good boy, he doesn't hurt in vain, he can think of him no matter what, he is much better than those cousins ​​in his uncle's house.

When Qi He sat down, Yu'er's small eyes fell on the piece of bacon Fang Shi picked up.

The fat and thin bacon was cut into slices as thin as cicada's wings by Fang Xiaoyun.This knife skill made everyone present gasp in amazement.

Qi He's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was unbelievably wide open into an O shape. If it wasn't for the fear of causing gossip, he would have wanted to get close to Aunt Fu, pick up a piece and look at Yu'er, it must be transparent. see people.

Fang Xiaoyun did not expect that her knife skills would cause a small sensation here.

This era is not mean to women. Women can show their faces or go out to do business.She has been the young mistress of the county magistrate's family for ten years, not to mention being pampered, and she has never done any heavy work.

After the sudden changes in her family, she has been in a daze, until she found a pair of children, she felt that she was alive.

Originally, my husband has been worrying about making a living, and I don’t know how many times he talked to her along the way, thinking about what his family will do to make a living after they arrive in Liaodong.

Today, she just cut the bacon, which is Xiaolu's skill. From everyone's amazing eyes, she got a little inspiration.

When she is free, she will discuss it with her husband. If it doesn't work, they should go to Liaodong to open a restaurant. This can be regarded as a family tradition.

Now that he was thinking about it, Fang Xiaoyun became more motivated to cook.

Heat the oil in a pan, put half a spoonful of lard in the hot pan, and the ruined temple suddenly smells of oil.

"Ah cut..."

Someone sneezed loudly, and more people inhaled fiercely.

Especially the panting sounds of those members of the Meng clan became louder and louder.As a result, Qi He and Yu'er also kept sucking in air.

"Ah..." Qi He didn't have time to say: "It's really fragrant, he's going to piss off."

There was a sound of "嗞啦", and a puff of white smoke rose from the big iron pot, followed by the sound of swallowing saliva from all directions.

Jiang Touer said: "It's really a crime!" He sat down next to Meng Qingping regardless of his appearance.

Meng Qingping: …

"Second brother Meng, your daughter-in-law has caught up with the master chefs in the big restaurants in the capital no matter how she learned this skill."

Meng Qingping's smiling face stretched instantly.

"What's going on?" Jiang Tou'er didn't know that he had said something wrong.

Meng Qingping was silent for a long time, and then said intermittently: "Fang's craftsmanship has been truly passed down by Zhuo Jing."

(End of this chapter)