Baoyao

Chapter 27 Cooking
Plum Blossom didn't talk to her sister-in-law. For several years, she knew her sister-in-law's virtues, so she didn't bother to talk, and she was angry with her.

Qiaozhen didn't say anything else, as soon as the words came, after all, it was a family, she couldn't do anything, she just wanted to keep her ears clean.

Everyone was busy, and Qiaozhen also went back to the house. She forgot about these unhappiness, and she was thinking about how to make life at home easier.

Many things from the previous life can be moved over, but things are not made out of thin air, and everything needs capital.

When it comes to what the family is most suitable for, Qiaozhen thought of one thing, that is, go to the meeting to sell food, whether it is spicy soup, meat buns, jelly noodles, or stewed noodles, these foods are all very popular .

To do this, as long as you eat hard and suffer tiredly, you will definitely make money, but what about the capital?

Qiaozhen frowned, food also costs money, Hu spicy soup contains kelp, artificial meat, gluten, flour paste, and seasoning.

This is just Hu spicy soup, and tofu nao is needed. Many people like to drink it with two ginseng. In addition, Hu spicy soup needs a big pot, tofu nao needs a big bucket, a table, stool, bowl, and it costs a lot of money. She Can it be taken out at home?

Qiaozhen smiled wryly, she definitely couldn't get it out, money couldn't fall from the sky, without capital, she couldn't do anything, and that pitiful earthen kiln couldn't help her, what should she do!
Qiaozhen hadn't figured out a solution yet, when the busy time came, grass grew in the corn field, and it had to be pulled out, otherwise it would affect the growth of the corn.

The men in the family do short-term labor, and the farm work depends on the women.

Early in the morning, Zhou took Yuhua and Meihua went to the field, and the family was handed over to the three Qiaozhen sisters.

Qiao'e led Chengzi and was in charge of feeding the chickens. There were no pigs, and the Wang family couldn't afford them.

Qiaozhen and Qiaohong are in charge of Shengzi, grandma, cooking and chores.

Qiaozhen worked for a while, looked at the sky, it was time to make lunch, she went into the stove room.She was born in a rural area, cooking is not difficult for her.But looking at the stove, Qiao was really dumbfounded.

She has been to the stove house before, but it was to help wash the dishes, she has never been to light the fire, besides, what are you going to do at noon?Qiaozhen got a headache from the bean dregs, she really didn't want to eat this.

"Sister, let me light the fire." Seeing that the eldest sister was standing still, Qiaohong hurried over to help.

Qiaozhen didn't refuse, she watched Qiaohong's actions seriously, first lit the wheat straw with a flint and steel, the wheat straw was very dry, very good, and burned very fast.

Putting the wheat straw into the hearth, Qiaohong started to put the bean stalks in again. The bean stalks were also very good, and they started crackling.

Then Qiaohong came over with a basket of corncobs in a basket, filled it into the hearth, and supported it with a fire stick, so that there was a gap in the hearth for air to enter to ensure a strong fire.

Qiao Xin silently wrote down the procedure.In the future, when I do it myself, the situation like today will not appear.

The fire started to rise slowly, there was some smoke, Qiaozhen covered her eyes, and coughed lightly twice.

"Hong'er, what shall we have for lunch?" Qiaozhen asked the girl.It turns out that she knows how to cook at home. They usually have porridge, steamed buns, and vegetables in the morning.

Noodles are usually served at noon, and porridge, vegetables and steamed buns are eaten when it is dark. During festivals, dumplings and the like are eaten, mainly pasta, porridge, noodles, and various steamed buns.

Since there is porridge in the morning and evening, people in Zhuangzi usually greet each other when they meet: "So-and-so, have you had soup?" This soup refers to porridge, not real soup.

When she was young, she also felt that this question was a bit strange, but when she was older, she realized that every place has its own customs.

Fortunately, this place has three meals a day, and many people eat two meals a day. It may be because of three meals, so the Wang family's food is delivered faster.

In the morning and evening, there is corn porridge, and at noon, it is supposed to be noodles, but the Wang family can't afford noodles.

"Sister, isn't mother always making vegetable soup and bean dregs cake? Let's do this too." Qiaohong gave her sister her own opinion.

Qiaozhen sighed, there was nothing she could do if she was tired of eating, there was only so much in the stove house, she was not a snail girl, she couldn't make anything else.

The vegetable soup is ready. Originally, the bean dregs cakes made by Zhou’s family and the second sister-in-law Meihua are all steamed, so that no oil is needed, and only a little salt is enough. Fortunately, I really want to fry them today, and the family members are working hard. , she wants to give everyone some oily food.

Qiaozhen looked at the oil tank. It should contain peanut oil, which smells delicious, but the amount is not much, and there is only one bottom of the oil tank.

She flattened the bean dregs, put a little oil in the pot, heated it up, and put the bean dregs into it.

"Sister, do you use oil to fry?" Qiaohong's eyes widened.

"What? Hong'er doesn't like it?" Qiaozhen asked back.

"I like it, why don't I like this fragrance." Qiaohong twitched her nose, and said again: "I'm just afraid that mother and sister-in-law will say that mother is reluctant to use oil."

"It's okay, whoever cooks will be in charge of the house, mother and the others are tired, so give me some greasy food." Qiaozhen smiled.

"En." Qiaohong nodded.

"Hong'er, I remember we have a kind of wormwood that produces oil, why don't you eat it in fried oil?" Qiaozhen asked suspiciously, she knew about this wormwood when she was in elementary school.

At that time, someone in their class always said that her food was not good.Then someone asked what kind of oil her family ate. She said it was rapeseed oil. Her mother always put a lot of oil in it, but it was not fragrant.

Qiaozhen knew that what she ate was peanut oil, which was made from peanuts in her own field, and it was still full of fragrance. Then she heard that rapeseed oil was not fragrant, and peanut oil and big oil were delicious.

Finally, a girl said that there is a kind of wormwood that can be used for oil.She bought a lot of that kind of wormwood back that day, but she made her mother set fire to it, and her mother said that the oil made from that kind of wormwood was not fragrant and delicious, and she bought it when she was poor and had no choice but to eat it.

Although that kind of oil is not tasty, it is oil. Life is good in modern times, but the life here is not good. You can use that oil to eat, so you don’t have to run out of oil.

"What artemisia?" Qiaohong obviously didn't understand.

Qiaozhen said her name and appearance, and Qiaohong understood, "Sister is talking about that, isn't that for fire? We don't have enough firewood here, wheat stalks, bean stalks, and corn cobs have all been burned, and I'm afraid it won't be enough to burn. , just get some manuscripts and twigs, but I haven’t heard that Artemisia can make oil.”

So, no one here has used wormwood for oil.Qiaozhen's eyes lit up, but they dimmed again at random. The Artemisia argyi hasn't grown yet. She remembers that it seems to have grown in August and September, and it's only July now, so it can't be cut for oil.

"Hong'er, you said that our Zhuangzi is not far from the village, why is life better here than ours?" Qiaozhen changed the subject, this was something she had been thinking about for a long time.

"Sister, it's not just Tunli. To the east of our Zhuangzi is Tunli, to the west is Anzhuang, to the south is Jiangma, and to the north is Gangzhuang. Adjacent to these four villages, that Zhuangzi is much better than ours."

"Why?" Qiaozhen was puzzled.

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