After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

The dinner on New Year's Eve should naturally be prepared to be sumptuous, and the more you prepare, the better. If you have more than you can eat, you will have more than you can eat every year.

After returning from the bamboo house, Jiang Wancheng laid out all the ingredients.

We are going down the mountain tomorrow, so we should prepare everything we need to eat and what we can eat tonight.

Rice and flour are not required, but there is no need to go down the mountain for this half fan of ribs.

There is also a white radish, a carrot, half a frozen cabbage, half a thawed pumpkin, and a few winter bamboo shoots just dug yesterday.

Jiang Wancheng went to search in the vegetable field again, and finally found some old ginger that could be used, but the rest was no longer edible.

She thought about it and asked Orion to cut the other half of the ribs into pieces, and then blanch them with ginger slices to remove the smell.

She rubbed the other half with flour and ginger water and put it aside.

After Feng Lao went out of the bamboo forest on purpose and successfully found a few branches that were not dry yet and were of suitable size and shape, Jiang Wancheng cleaned the branches and ribs together, strung them into skewers, and set them aside for later use.

The rest, all side dishes are cut and set aside.

Get up the pot, heat up a little bit of the lard left over from yesterday, then put the spareribs chopped into small pieces into the pot, stir-fry until the water is dry, and when the color turns golden brown, Jiang Wancheng drops the ginger slices and puts in boiling hot water.

With limited condiments, we can only hope that the taste of the food itself can be stimulated to be less primitive, but can become delicious with the blessing of cooking.

After the water boiled for another quarter of an hour, Jiang Wancheng dropped all the red and white radishes into the pot.

Then place the dough you have rolled out on the surface.

And pour excess water on top of the dough.

This is the modern popular piggy quilt!

Although the color is less, it still tastes fresh.

Of course, this small amount of staple food is not enough for them.

So Jiang Wancheng made pumpkin steamed buns again.

After the ribs were cooked, she quickly steamed the steamed buns.

There was no steamer, so a few branches were used to stand in the pot, with rolling water underneath and steamed buns placed on top.

Afraid that the foundation would be soaked and soft, the branches were placed higher and denser.

The steamed buns on this side have just been put into the pot, and the grilled ribs on the other side have also been put on the fire rack.

This task was left to Feng Lao and Wen Erlang.

The two people were looking after a row of grilled ribs, and naturally they were very attentive. After a while, the fat on the ribs began to sizzle and emit oil, exuding a strong aroma of meat.

Sister Ya had been following Jiang Wancheng like a little follower, but she was suddenly attracted by the rich aroma of grilled pork ribs.

"Wow... Second brother, this meat looks so delicious..."

Wen Erlang gave her a small roll of his eyes, "It's because of the smell, not because it looks delicious!"

Sister Ya: "But it looks very fragrant and delicious."

Wen Erlang was too lazy to tell her.

At this moment, Wen Dalang also came back from outside.

He was holding a pheasant in his hand. When Jiang Wancheng saw this, he exclaimed: "Dalangjun! You are so awesome! You can hunt pheasants for us to eat as soon as you recover from your injury! It really has to be you!" "

After receiving the compliment, Wen Chaoyan had a spring-breathing smile on his face.

It's just that the beard that grew out during this time covered his original handsome face, so when he smiled, he just looked a little naive.

However, Jiang Wancheng still looked at his big and bright eyes, smiling so hard that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Mr. Feng on the side simply didn't look at it.

"Ahem! Cheng'er, take a look at the steamed buns in your pot. Are they all cooked?"

Jiang Wancheng just woke up from a dream and quickly turned around to work again.

Wen Chaoyan glanced at Mr. Feng, then turned to deal with the pheasant.

Mr. Feng glared at the hunter's back and snorted: "What are you looking at!" ?Humph, you brat, how amazing is it that you know how to hunt?
If you have the guts, don’t eat his barbecued pork ribs later! !
No, wouldn’t it mean that I wouldn’t be able to eat the roasted pheasant cooked by my disciple?
No, no, never go against food.

Mr. Feng sighed in frustration: Hey!The newly adopted disciple has not yet been raised, so why does he feel like he has been taken away by Brother Zhu...

How could Jiang Wancheng know how sad her master was feeling at this moment?

She is preparing the next dish seriously.

Braised pheasant with winter bamboo shoots.

After Orion finished processing the pheasant and gave it to her, her steamed buns were also cooked.Still boil the blood water first to remove the smell, then boil the mountain spring ice water again, add washed chicken pieces and ginger slices.

After the water boils, simmer for a quarter of an hour, then throw the similarly blanched winter bamboo shoots into the pot.

This pheasant takes a long time to stew.

Therefore, during the period, a few people ate all the sizzling barbecue ribs that had already been grilled.

One person also ate a pumpkin steamed bun.

The steamed buns are fragrant and sweet, and the spareribs are oily and fragrant.

Moreover, the pork ribs do not have any fishy smell. When you bite into it, the meat bursts with oil in your mouth, but it does not lack the dry flavor.

Jiang Wancheng was pleasantly surprised.

The ribs and the aroma of the branches completely covered up some of the food's own taste.

Fragrant, not greasy, filling.

After each person gnawed on a piece of spareribs and steamed buns to satisfy his stomach, the time began to become too long.

Especially since there are roasted pork ribs on the side, but I can't eat them.

There is clearly a warm winter bamboo shoot and chicken soup simmering on the side, but the heat has not yet reached it.

Jiang Wancheng and Sister Ya simply played with the rope, and soon taught her to catch the trap.

When Wen Erlang saw envy in his eyes, Orion lifted him up and went to the bamboo forest to box for a while.

He now realizes that raising children is not only about food and clothing, but also about studying. It also requires a healthy body.

Both Wen Erlang and Sister Ya were too weak, especially Wen Erlang, who studied all day long, but his body was as weak as the wind, let alone the wind and snow.

"From now on, Erlang, you have to learn archery and boxing with me every day. Not only do you study, you also need to learn how to protect your family and yourself."

Although Wen Erlang's legs were shaking wildly, he still pursed his lips after hearing the words, "Yes, brother."

Finally, as night fell, the pot of pheasant soup was finally ready.

Jiang Wancheng heated up the piglet quilt and pumpkin steamed buns again.

"It's dinner time!"

The hot New Year's Eve dinner started under the cliff next to the warm fire.

A lonely soul from another world.

An old man who has lived in seclusion for more than 20 years, but is extremely lonely.

A young hunter with a pair of younger brothers and a younger sister, who has never had a good New Year's Eve dinner in five years.

There is also a pair of childish siblings who have never been so happy.

The five of them had a lively New Year's Eve dinner, talking, chatting, and laughing.

The chicken was soft and fall off the bone.

The bamboo shoots are crispy and fragrant.

As for the piglet quilt, the pork ribs are also soft and tender, the side dishes melt in one sip, and the quilt dough is extremely delicious, salty and chewy.

Both Feng Lao and Wen Erlang like this dish the most.

After another mouthful of chicken soup, several people let out long sighs...

Because it’s so comfortable!
I don’t know how long I’ve been eating, but I still haven’t finished it.

The five of them collapsed with their stomachs full, having never felt so satisfied.

Feng Lao sighed: "Oh, what a pity. It's such a beautiful day tonight, but there's not a sip of wine!"

Jiang Wancheng comforted him: "When we get down from the mountain, I will cook another meal for you, Master, and just have a good drink."

Feng Lao naturally agreed repeatedly.

Sister Ya has already started to doze off.

Wen Erlang was also roasted lazily by the fire.

Suddenly, Orion asked: "Do you want to see fireworks?"

Jiang Wancheng was the first to become interested and raised his hand obediently: "I want to!"