Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 128 Chapter 128: Daddy's embrace is like a warm kang

Jun Wulan watched from the side as she took the bamboo chopsticks to turn over and clean the small chicken intestines bit by bit, which was very hard work.

"The chicken intestines don't have much meat, so it's hard to clean up and throw them away."

"It's a pity to lose it. A pair of chicken intestines, a chicken box with chicken liver and chicken kidney can be fried for less than half a plate."

Shen Qingcheng lowered her head and continued to patiently clean up those tiny chicken intestines.

Jun Wulan's gaze followed her hands, seeing her hands that were slightly red from being exposed to cold water felt distressed, and she felt a strong desire to make money.

"Give me the chopsticks, and I'll clean up the rest."

"No, I'll clean up the chicken intestines in a while. You can rest well tonight and don't do anything."

"The water is cold, change the hot water and continue."

Jun Wulan grabbed Shen Qingcheng's hand and spoke forcefully.

It was freezing cold this day, after changing the hot water for a while it was cold again, soaking her hands in the cold water for a while, Shen Qingcheng felt nothing serious, but she enjoyed being cared by Jun Wulan very much.

"The hot water is here."

Mo Liang walked over with a ladle of hot water and saw Jun Wulan holding Shen Qingcheng's hand forcefully, secretly happy in his heart.

This kid finally made some progress.

"Qingcheng, the lattice windows of the six-door door in the main room are not pasted with oil paper, and there are air leaks everywhere. Alan's injuries are not healed. Let him go back to sleep in the main room now. If the cold wind enters the wound, it will be a disaster."

Mo Liang kept giving Jun Wulan winks.

He has already talked about this point, if this kid doesn't seize the opportunity, I will be so sorry for him.

"cough."

Jun Wulan clenched his fists to the edge of his mouth and coughed lightly. He secretly observed Shen Qingcheng's face, seeing that Shen Qingcheng lowered his head and carefully cleaned the chicken's intestines, and there was no expression of anger on his face, so he was relieved and bold. Open the mouth: "Qingcheng, can I sleep in the main house tonight?"

Shen Qingcheng put the cleaned chicken offal into a bowl, got up and walked to the cupboard with the bowl in hand.

The way she didn't get angry and didn't answer made Jun Wulan and Mo Liang feel agitated.

Mo Liang regretted what he said just now, and whispered to Jun Wulan: "Alan, am I not helping you?"

"It's none of your business, Uncle Liang."

Jun Wulan thought that Shen Qingcheng still couldn't fully accept herself, and felt a little disappointed.

Just when he was feeling down, Shen Qingcheng's gentle voice came from the cupboard.

"I didn't lock the door."

This short response made Jun Wulan feel ecstatic.

Mo Liang breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he did not help.

Shen Qingcheng knew that Jun Wulan must be very happy at this moment, she put the chicken giblets into the cupboard, took a small half bowl of flour, and walked to the back of the stove, not at all embarrassed to see the expression on Jun Wulan's face at the moment.

"Qingcheng, what are you doing with such a little flour?"

Seeing Shen Qingcheng holding a small half bowl of flour in his hand, Mo Liang was puzzled.

"With such a little flour, the pancakes are not enough to fit between the teeth."

There was boiling hot water in the cauldron, Shen Qingcheng lifted the lid of the pot, scooped out a little bit, poured it into a clay bowl filled with flour, and stirred it into fluffy flour with chopsticks.

"Make some old noodle introductions, and tomorrow night we will make scallion pancakes. If the old noodle introductions work well, we can try to sell buns, steamed buns, and scallion pancakes in Xiliang Town."

When he heard that Shen Qingcheng planned to go to the market in Xiliang Town to sell steamed buns, steamed buns and scallion pancakes, Mo Liang shook his head, and directly ignored Shen Qingcheng's old-fashioned introduction.

"Qingcheng, it's not that uncle wants to pour cold water on you, but that there are too many people selling buns and steamed buns at the market in Xiliang Town, and it's the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the buns and steamed buns are frozen hard after leaving the steamer. Probably not a good deal."

Knowing that Mo Liang reminded herself of good intentions, Shen Qingcheng responded while making an introduction to the old noodles: "Uncle Liang, Brother Jun and I bought steamed buns, steamed buns and scallion pancakes at the market today, and it was exactly as you said. , soon after leaving the steamer, the buns and steamed buns are frozen hard, and the taste is really not very good."

Mo Liang couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Then you still plan to do this business."

After stirring the flour into a flocculent shape, Shen Qingcheng picked up the wooden ladle and added a little hot water to the pottery bowl, and continued stirring with chopsticks.

"If the buns, steamed buns, and scallion pancakes I make taste better than those sold by others, this business can be done, but whether the ones I make are good or not will be known tomorrow night."

Shen Qingcheng has also used old noodles as primers to ferment new noodles before, but she used yeast when making old noodles primers. There is no yeast in this world for her to use. Whether she can make old noodles primers successfully, she has no perfect idea now grasp.

Seeing that the noodles in the pottery bowl had been stirred into batter, Shen Qingcheng went to the cupboard and took out a slightly larger pottery bowl, put the rim of the bowl down and buckled the pottery bowl containing the batter, and put the two buckles together The pottery bowls together are placed in one of the iron pots and covered with a lid to ferment.

The ashes in the stove are hot, warmed by the hot ashes, and the temperature in the iron pot is just right for the batter to ferment.

Seeing that she was full of enthusiasm, Mo Liang couldn't continue pouring cold water on her.

"If you like to make troubles, you can make troubles. If you need my old man's help, just let me know."

"Thank you, Uncle Liang, for your support."

Whether it can be done successfully, Shen Qingcheng is not sure now, she is afraid that Mo Liang will object to doing this unsure thing, and she is very happy to get Mo Liang's support.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, I had to quickly chop up chicken pieces and cook chicken soup for Jun Yiluo, so as not to consume lamp oil when it got dark.

The family soaked their feet in hot water, and the big iron pot was emptied.

Shen Qingcheng chopped a chicken leg, chopped the chicken leg into small pieces, put a little tea oil in the iron pan, stir-fried the chicken leg piece to give out the aroma, put it in water, boiled it on high heat, simmered it slowly, and then cooked it according to the instructions of the old doctor of Fu'an Medical Center. According to the instructions, take ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and fleece-flower root each for a penny and stew together.

Half a bowl of chicken soup came out of a chicken leg.

Shen Qingcheng added a little salt to the chicken soup, put it in a bowl and brought it in front of Jun Yiluo.

Mo Liang took a sand pot and simmered the medicine for Jun Yi in the stove, the chicken soup came out of the pot, and the soup and medicine were simmered.

Half a bowl of decoction, half a bowl of chicken soup.

Shen Qingcheng thought about the bitter and smelly decoction and said to Jun Yiluo: "Luo'er, let's drink the medicine first and then the chicken soup."

The decoction just came out and was a bit hot, Shen Qingcheng squatted in front of Jun Yiluo with the medicine bowl in her hand, and fed it to the little girl spoon by spoon.

Jun Yiluo suddenly said: "Mother, when you get old and get sick in the future, I will also feed you medicine spoon by spoon."

Shen Qingcheng was caught off guard and was deeply moved when she heard such words.

After it got dark, the mother and daughter curled up in the bed with their arms around each other. The old and caked quilt was really not warm. Although there was a brazier in front of the bed, the mother and daughter were still shivering in the bed.

Jun Yiluo noticed that Shen Qingcheng was trembling, and said softly in Shen Qingcheng's arms: "Mother, are you cold, it won't be cold when Daddy comes, Daddy's embrace is like a warm kang.

(End of this chapter)