Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 55

However, Han Duyue was not idle in the kitchen. She planned to cook some special meals today. In addition to those stir-fried dishes, she also had to cook two staple foods, namely finger cakes and noodles with fried sauce.

And these two staple foods need to be mixed first, and Han Duyue is doing this, but the way of mixing the two is different, so Han Duyue needs to make the same.

The noodles of the finger cakes need to be melted with salt in warm water before kneading the noodles, and the noodles must be mixed into snowflakes first, and then spread out to dry for a while, and then kneaded into dough when they are not hot.Then spread out the dough and let it cool down, then apply a layer of oil on the dough, and then it can be put into the pan.

And the noodles of Jajangmyeon just need to be as firm and elastic as possible, because the essence of Jajangmen lies not in the noodles, but in the sauce.

After the reconciliation, Han Qingmei and Liu Fangshi had already washed the vegetables and processed the pig offal. Han Duyue cut the pork belly and lean meat separately and started cooking.

Although he is a craftsman, he is like a guest to Han Duyue, and there are still a few people from the Liu family to serve, so the dishes should naturally be richer.

When shopping for vegetables, Han Duyue made a plan. She planned to fry a piece of fried pork with fungus and celery, a piece of braised pork, a piece of stir-fried pork belly, a piece of pork belly with fried pepper, a piece of fish-flavored eggplant, a piece of Mushu egg, and a piece of meat. The meat slices, a vinegar potato shreds, a ground pot chicken, a stewed white radish and pork lung soup, and the two staple foods are almost the same.

Han Duyue's idea is actually very simple, that is, to increase the variety of dishes as much as possible, while ensuring the portion of the dishes, so that everyone can enjoy eating and be full.

It was getting late, and after Han Duyue quickly fried the dishes one by one, he began to work on the staple food.

Liu Fang was still a little worried at the beginning, but when he smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, his worry turned into joy: "Why didn't I know that Xiaoyue's craftsmanship has become so good? Smell the fragrance, then But it’s even more fragrant than my fried vegetables!”

"Sister-in-law Liu was joking, how can it be so good." Han Qingmei said so, but she was flattered in her heart, who made Han Duyue her own daughter.

When she saw the stack of pancakes brought out by Han Duyue, Liu Fang was even more surprised: "Xiaoyue, what kind of pancakes are these? Why haven't you seen them before?"

"This is a finger cake. You can eat it with vegetables. Aunt Liu, you want to eat a few more later," Han Duyue wiped the sweat from his brow, and started to work on the fried noodles again. Forgot to say, "My side is almost there, mother, you and Mrs. Liu go to greet those craftsmen for dinner first, I will go there right away."

Han Qingmei saw that the preparations here were almost done, so she nodded and went out with Liu Fangshi. Only Xiaonian ate the cakes with her hands while helping Han Duyue watch the firewood.

Looking at the crumbs on Xiaonian's face, Han Duyue put the noodles into the pot, and couldn't help joking: "Xiaonian, are the finger cakes made by sister delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I haven't eaten this kind of cake before!" Xiaonian nodded repeatedly, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Han Duyue couldn't help laughing: "Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat any food later."

Outside, Song Ning had already brought the craftsmen over to prepare for dinner, and Da Zhuang also rushed back from the town.

Seeing the same dishes on the two tables, almost everyone swallowed subconsciously, because the dish was so fragrant and beautiful, it made people salivate just looking at it.

Song Ning's eyes moved from one dish to another. Although he didn't drool, he was full of joy, because these delicious-looking dishes were made by his little moon.

"Auntie, since there are two tables, I'll take the artisans to one table." Song Ning struggled to look away from the dishes, and turned to look at Han Qingmei.

Han Qingmei did some calculations, and said, "Young Master Song, why don't you sit at our table, or you won't be able to squeeze in."

The table wasn't too big in the first place, and the craftsmen brought by Song Ning were all big men, so looking at it this way, it was indeed quite crowded.

Song Ning naturally couldn't wish for it: "Then listen to my aunt, and I won't be polite."

At this time, Han Duyue came out with a large bowl of noodles, Xiaonian followed behind, holding a small bowl of sauce in his hand.

"Why are you still standing? Sit down and eat, or the food will be cold." Han Duyue put the noodles, and then went back to the kitchen to get the bowls. Before, Xiaonian ran away because he was afraid that the bowls would not be enough. When I went back to Jiang's old house, I brought the four bowls too, which was barely enough.

Only then did everyone sit down separately. Those craftsmen were already hungry. Seeing such a rich meal at this time, they were not too polite and started eating directly.

"What kind of pancake is this? It's crunchy and delicious!" This refers to finger pancakes.

"This...why is this meat sweet? But it's really delicious. I've never eaten it before." This is braised pork.

"What is this? How come it's segmented, have you seen this thing before? Well, it tastes really good!" This is about stir-fried pork belly.

"Phew, it's so spicy, why is this dish so spicy, but it's really good to eat, hurry up, and give me another pancake!" This is the fried pepper pork slices.

Listening to these words, Song Ning said that he also wanted to taste every dish right away, but in order to show his tolerance and to wait for Xiaoyue to join him, he could only bear with it first: "Auntie, Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu Ma'am, eat quickly."

Song Ning was really surprised by this kind of atmosphere, unlike in her own home, where men and women have to sit separately for a meal, and also pay attention to proportion and look at people's faces.

Han Qingmei nodded with a smile, and gave way to Da Zhuang's parents again, and the table began to eat.

And Han Duyue was busy serving noodles for everyone: "Who of you want to eat noodles? I made some noodles with fried sauce. If anyone wants to eat, I will serve them for you."

"Zhajiang noodles, what kind of noodles are those? Bring me a bowl and let me taste it."

"Miss Han made it. It must be delicious. Give me a bowl too."

"I want it too, and I have to taste what this fried noodles taste like."

So in the end, it became a hand to play with one hand, and the other hand to grab the cake.

"Xiaoyue, sit down and eat." Song Ning pointed to the seat beside her that was vacated for Han Duyue.

This is the first time that Song Ning called Han Duyue "Xiaoyue". Hearing these two words, Han Duyue couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "Then do you eat cakes or noodles?" ?”

"I eat both." Song Ning blinked, showing a little childish air.

Han Duyue suddenly smiled happier, and while giving Song Ningsheng noodles, he laughed and joked: "You can really eat!"

"That's because you did it." When Song Ning said this, her tone was so soft that she could hardly hear it, but Han Duyue still heard it clearly.

For a moment, Han Duyue didn't know what to say, so she simply closed her mouth.

After serving the noodles for everyone, adding the sauce, and briefly explaining how to eat the pancakes and fried noodles, Han Duyue sat down beside Song Ning.

Before she could sit still, a finger cake rolled with potato shreds was handed over. When Han Duyue looked up, she met Song Ning's gaze as if asking for credit.

"Thank you." Han Duyue took the pancakes with her hands, and began to eat them regardless of her image. She had been busy all morning, but she was really hungry.

Looking at Han Duyue's slightly bulging side face, Song Ning seemed to be hungry all of a sudden, and began to eat too much.

"I said, Xiaoyue, how did you make these things? It doesn't matter if this dish is delicious, but why are the pancakes and noodles made differently from what we usually eat?" Liu Fang laughed while eating. asked.

Da Zhuang also nodded beside him: "Yes, my mother's cooking is not so delicious."

Liu Fangshi slapped Da Zhuang on the head with a slap: "What did you say? Could it be that you still despise your old lady?"

"How dare I, I'm just talking." Da Zhuang hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Han Duyue grinned brightly: "Anyway, we will be neighbors in the future. If you don't mind, I will cook for you every day."

"That's a good thing, we're lucky now." Liu Fang, who was pretending to be vicious, laughed at this time.

After hearing this, Song Ning said that he was not happy, because he is not Xiaoyue's neighbor, and he will have no luck in the future.

"If you come to our house, I'll cook for you too." As if seeing Song Ning's carelessness, Han Duyue came over with a smile and said this.

Song Ning's eyes lit up, but he quickly hid them and continued to eat seriously.

After a meal, everyone was very happy and satisfied.

I don't know if everyone was really hungry because of the work, or Han Duyue's craftsmanship was so good, there was nothing left on the last two tables, even the big bowl of noodles was completely eaten.

Han Duyue didn't expect this to happen, and couldn't help feeling a little worried for a while: "Is it because I cook too little and you are not full?"

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads again and again: "We are all full, but the food you cook is so delicious, we can't stop talking."

After hearing this, Han Duyue smiled contentedly: "Just eat enough."

After the craftsmen left, Han Duyue defeated Han Qingmei and Liu Fangshi, and took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes, while Song Ning insisted on helping.

"Haven't you heard a word called Junzi Yuanchow?" Han Duyue tilted his head to look at Song Ning.

Song Ning was silent for a while, then shook her head: "I haven't heard of it, I only heard of 'seven-year-old men and women have different seats'."

Is this saying that Han Duyue shouldn't be sitting with him for dinner just now?
Han Duyue laughed "puchi", this person is really interesting: "Since you are so persistent, then I reluctantly agree, you help me collect these pots and take them to the kitchen."

Song Ning nodded, rolled up her sleeves and began to tidy up. Although her movements were a little stiff, at least she didn't break the dishes.

Here Han Duyue and Song Ning were washing and scrubbing in the kitchen, when Xiaonian hurried in over there suddenly: "Sister, it's not good, grandpa, grandma, daddy, and auntie are here." !"

(End of this chapter)