In the variety show of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the heart is in rural construction

The owner of the dairy factory saw that she was gentle and thin, and he didn't come by bike, so he wanted to help her take her home.

As a result, Rou Rou lifted the stainless steel bucket with one hand, as if nothing happened.

"Boss, I'm leaving!" Wen Rou greeted with a smile, and walked home lightly.

The owner of the dairy factory was stunned!
If he hadn't squeezed a bucket of milk with his own hands, he must have suspected that he was a profiteer and didn't fill it up for others.

When Rou Wen arrived home, the camera brother was already waiting at the door.

"Sister, what good things did you buy back?"

The camera immediately moved forward.

He looked at the fresh milk in the bucket, and when he didn't pay attention, the camera almost caught Gentle's nose.

"Be careful." The gentle tone was a little heavier.

I don't know what's going on. After getting along for a long time, I feel that the staff have collectively lost their minds. They only know that they are bleeding and want to eat every day.

The camera brother took a step back, stared at the stainless steel bucket, and asked excitedly, "Is the milk freshly squeezed?"

"Ah."

"Ahhh, I haven't had fresh milk yet, this is fresh milk! Sister, why don't you ask me to go with you?"

If it wasn't for the camera, this guy would definitely be carrying the milk bucket.

"Aren't you staring at the ducks?" Rourou walked home, ignoring it.

The big cameraman was a little embarrassed, and just kept boasting: "I've never eaten a duck roasted in an earthen oven~"

The ducks outside are usually roasted by machine and can be bought on the roadside, and the taste is very ordinary.

The ones that are sent to the oven are rarely fired with pine hairs and branches, and even if they are, they are very expensive.

"Wait!" Gentle chuckled.

She put the milk bucket away, took the pot of brine in her hands, and rushed to the backyard.

Estimated time, it should be almost the same.

Sure enough, when passing through the front hall, the aroma of roast duck had already wafted over.

The big cameraman hurriedly followed behind, his whole face full of anticipation.

Lifting the lid of the clay oven, the duck has been smoked to a honey color, oily and glowing, making the whole duck more plump.

"Wow~" The camera brother added a voice.

He swallowed, and couldn't help but sigh that he hadn't eaten for a long time!

Gently put down the basin, and carefully lifted the duck out with an iron hook.

Under the sun, this is clearly a divine duck coated with a layer of golden light!

"It's no wonder that fitness people like to apply that kind of black oil on their bodies, it will indeed make them look more fleshy." Gentle and serious commented.

The big cameraman stopped thinking about eating ducks and felt a pain in his chest.

"This is so scary~"

"I can no longer look directly at the muscular man!"

"Hahahaha, as expected of Wendy, the range of recipes is wide..."

Netizens also tensed up, and the barrage was very joyful.

Rourou hurriedly put the duck on top of the basin, all the duck oil dripped into the marinade, and suddenly there was a layer of oily sheen floating on the marinade.

"Generally you don't want duck oil, do you?" The big cameraman leaned forward, smelling the smell of duck oil, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Sister, it's better not to use this duck oil, our family is not bad at this little bit of oil."

However, tenderness was unmoved.

"Sister, this duck smells too strong. Do you know what it smells like?" The camera brother said with difficulty, "Really, the 20 yuan roast duck outside, with free beer, is the smell. I eat it When I put it in my mouth, I felt like I was eating a down jacket! Oh my god, especially the duck soup as a gift, it’s completely down jacket soup!"

God, he thought of the fear of being dominated by down jacket soup, and immediately gave up hope for the tender roast duck.

"I know that the taste of duck oil is relatively strong, but don't worry, I will add spices to remove the fishy smell. This is dipped in marinade, duck oil, and finally pepper. You will definitely like it. The original soup turns the original food Well!" Gentle explained, and handed the duck to the camera, "Help me lift it."

She carried the basin and walked forward again.

It's normal to hate duck sausage, and she didn't like it before.

However, the marinade with spices can just remove the smell, and it has a spicy taste, almost only the meaty smell is left. When mixed together, the taste is just one word, absolutely!

According to the camera, the roast duck on the roadside with free beer for 20 yuan, I am afraid that the duck itself is not very good.

It's only 20 yuan, and the merchants have to make money. The processing must not be so clean, and the taste will naturally be bad.

The camera carried the camera in one hand and the duck in the other, and followed Gentle into the kitchen again.

He obviously felt that following the gentleness during this period, his physical fitness has also become stronger!

Genuine put the iron basin directly on the small stove, lit it on fire, threw in the onion, ginger and garlic, and added some spices.

"Look, how about my cakes?" Sun Yuniang had already made two plates of cakes, and each plate was piled to the brim.

"Mom, this cake is big and thin, it's enough, please rest!"

There are not many people in the family, so it is enough for dinner.

"Okay!" Sun Yuniang was in high spirits.

She took out the black silk from her pocket, scaring the camera enough.

If it weren't for the gentleness and steady hand of the camera brother, the roast duck would have fallen to the ground.

As soon as Sun Yuniang went out, the camera looked like a curious baby, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing, auntie?"

"I don't know, maybe you want to change the style?" Rourou put the roast duck on the chopping board, lowered her head, and began to slice the duck meticulously.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell, aunt and uncle are having a good time."

After finishing speaking, he concentrated on admiring Master Wen's sliced ​​duck.

"Gentle, do you think this is enough?" After a while, Sun Yuniang came back again.

The camera flicked over and looked carefully, she was holding black silk in her hand, but now there are a lot of black tea leaves in this black stocking.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Rourou put down the knife in shock.

"Making milk tea with silk stockings? Didn't you say that? I don't understand you urbanites. For milk tea, tea leaves and milk are boiled together. It's fine. I have to add silk stockings. But I thought about it again. For stockings, it is indeed convenient to filter out the tea leaves." Sun Yuniang shook the stockings.

She has already tied the knot, throwing it directly into the milk to cook, the tea leaves will not come out.

At this moment, Wen Rou understood why her mother-in-law kept talking about Hei Si.

It turned out that the mother-in-law thought that stocking milk tea should be made with stockings, so the mother-in-law behaved very strangely, and was worried that the black silk would fade...

"Mom, milk tea with stockings has nothing to do with stockings. It's all my fault, I didn't explain it to you in advance." Gentle explained, because the white cloth bag used to pull tea will eventually be dyed the color of milk tea, which is very similar to skin color The color of stockings, so it is called silk stocking milk tea.

"Ah?" Sun Yuniang laughed heartily, "I made a joke!"

"It's also the first time I know." The camera brother also echoed.

"Then is this tea still usable?" Sun Yuniang shook the tea leaves in her stockings and asked with raised eyebrows.