Chapter 8734 Abundance?
"The fire in the stove didn't come on before, but now it's all on. I'm going to bring the brazier over to put on the fire. I'm sure it will be warm later!"
Yang Huaming quickly filled it up. A pot full of fire particles, with wood chips and pine cones placed under the fire particles to ensure a continuous supply of fuel.
The brazier is covered with a thin layer of plant ash, which can cover the smell of burning smoke inside and prevent it from smelling to the eyes and nose.
"Mei'er, I'll send you the brazier. You and Zhuang Zhuang hurry up and warm yourself by the fire! We, Zhuang Zhuang, are distinguished guests today, so we can't let it get cold, right Zhuang Zhuang? Fourth uncle That's right, hahaha..."
Seeing Yang Huaming lifting his weight like this, Yang Huamei's lips curled up into a smile.
It was finally warm in the fire barrel. Yang Huamei hugged Zhuangzhuang and sat in. Looking up at Xiao Hei, Yang Huamei greeted him: "Xiao Hei, sit in too, it's warm in here!"
Xiao Hei dragged the stool over and sat down, stuffing his feet into the fire barrel together with his shoes.
Yang Huamei patted Xiao Hei's feet, "Take off your shoes, bring them in to get them dirty."
Xiao Hei glanced at his shoes, "My shoes are not very dirty! ”
Yang Huamei said: "I'm not saying that your shoes are dirty, I'm saying that the inside of the fire barrel at your fourth uncle's house is dirty. Take a look, there are piles of melon seed shells and peanut shells inside, and there are also a pile of orange peels that turn into sesame seeds and rotten millet. !”
Xiao Hei lowered his head and looked again, hey, it’s really piled up like a hill.
At this moment, Yang Huaming brought another jar of freshly boiled hot water into the house. Xiao Hei raised his head and asked him: "Fourth uncle, why do you stuff all the melon shells and peels into the fire barrel? Huh? You don’t have garbage in your house? Dustpan?”
Yang Huaming blushed and said, “It’s all because of your fourth aunt!”
Xiao Hei said ‘oh’, thinking that he was sitting in the fire barrel eating and drinking. Lhasa is quite comfortable!
Yang Huamei snorted disdainfully and uttered two words: "Sloppy!"
Yang Huamei pretended not to hear, and after delivering the hot water, she quickly went back to the kitchen next door to continue cooking.
"Dad, there are only three dishes at noon, doesn't it look good?"
Kang Xiaozi asked Yang Huaming, pointing to the dishes in the pot and on the pot table.
Yang Huaming glanced at a bowl of fried bacon with vegetable moss, a bowl of steamed bacon, and a bowl of roasted chicken with mushrooms.
"This roasted chicken with mushrooms is very heavy, one bowl is enough for two. Besides, there is also a bowl of egg custard in the rice pot, which makes up just four dishes!" Yang Huaming said.
Kang Xiaozi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Dad, the homophony of the number four is not very good. How about we add two more to make six?"
Yang Huaming scratched He scratched his head and said, "What kind of food should we make?"
Kang Xiaozi said: "I see there is salted fish there. Shall we fry a bowl of salted fish again?"
Yang Huaming looked embarrassed: "I I can’t fry it!”
Kang Xiaozi: "I can try."
"Well, you try." Yang Huaming readily agreed.
Kang Xiaozi then said: "I think there are pig ears. How about cutting one of the pig ears and mixing it with some peanuts to make a cold dish?"
Yang Huaming counted with his fingers, it was exactly four It can be seen clearly even if it is placed on the table.
"Okay, you make the arrangements, and dad will help you."
In the west room separated by a wall.
Dabai wrinkled his nose and sniffed the fragrance wafting from the kitchen next door.
“I don’t know what delicious dishes Fourth Uncle and the others are cooking. Just smelling the aroma makes me feel like eating!”
Although Yang Huamei was also very curious, otherwise, otherwise I won’t go out of my way to take a look at the kitchen.
When she went to take a look at the kitchen earlier, she happened to see chicken and mushrooms being stewed in a small pot outside...
"No matter how much noise these two big men make, don't expect them to cook up any decent dishes to entertain us!" Yang Huamei said confidently.
As for cooking, unless you, a gentleman, are a cook and make a living by cooking, it is more practical for a woman to cook and entertain guests!
"It can't be compared with your third uncle's house yesterday! Don't count on it!" Yang Huamei said. Yesterday I paid New Year's greetings at Third Brother's house. My dear, the dishes cooked by Third Sister-in-law, Xiaohua and the others couldn't fit on both tables.
There are really cold dishes, hot dishes, stir-fried dishes, braised dishes, steamed dishes, stewed dishes, and everything. There are several kinds of hot pots, beef pot, chicken pot, three delicacies pot, fish head pot...
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In addition, there is only beef, soy sauce beef, braised beef and shabu-shabu beef...
Lamb slices, lamb scorpions, sheep hooves...
The steamed chicken feet in the steamed vegetables are even better, and sour. It's spicy, and it's so spicy when you put a chicken claw in your mouth. Oh my gosh, I've eaten two bowls of rice before I know it.
Thinking about this, Yang Huamei felt that she was also hungry, and her ears kept paying attention to the movements in the kitchen next door.
After a while, I heard a sizzling sound, which was the crisp sound of ingredients being poured into the oil pan.
Yang Huamei licked her lips, "I don't know when dinner will be served, I can't sit still."
Xiao Hei sat there holding his stomach, grinning and said: "I'm different from you, anyway. I have no appetite at all, even if it’s a mountain I can’t even eat the delicacies put in front of me!”
Dabai said with a smile: “You are saying that now, but it will be different when the food is served.”
Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei distressedly and frowned slightly.
Bringing it out specially to celebrate the New Year, on the one hand, it is to save face for Zhuangzhuang, and another important reason is that I want to change places to eat something delicious.
Hei'er can't eat, this is really... ugh!
Finally, this amazing lunch was finally brought to the table.
"Quick, quick, Dabai, help clear the table, it's time to put the dishes!"
Yang Huaming, wearing an apron around his waist and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, rushed to the door of the west room and faced Inside he urged with a smile.
Without eighteen dishes, such a formation would never be possible.
"Okay!"
Dabai quickly got up from the stool and came over to clear the table.
Yang Huamei's eyes lit up, and she teased the sleepy Zhuangzhuang in her arms: "Wake up, Dabao'er, dinner is about to begin, let's see what our uncle has cooked for us. The food!”
Xiao Hei was still curled up there, reacting calmly to all this.
After Yang Huaming finished his instructions, he immediately returned to the kitchen. Dabai cleared the table and hurried to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.
Yang Huamei freed up her hand and patted Xiao Hei's shoulder, and whispered: "Take a look later and see if there are any dishes that you like. Try to eat a few bites, don't eat nothing!"
Xiao Hei rolled his eyes.
As I said before, when you have an upset stomach, delicacies from all over the world are not rare!
Soon, Yang Huaming, Dabai, and Kang Xiaozi filed in with a bowl of tea in their hands.
Three bowls of food were placed on the table one after another, and Yang Huamei stretched her neck to take a look.
They are stir-fried bacon with vegetable moss.
Steamed bacon.
Fried dried fish.
At first glance, this name sounds pretty good.
However, the vegetable moss in stir-fried bacon with vegetable moss is fried and then steamed on the side of the rice pot to keep it warm.
As a result, the vegetable moss was steamed and changed color, like a pile of rotten waterweed lying softly on top of a few pieces of bacon.
(End of this chapter)