Chapter 20 I will listen to you from now on
In this vast wasteland, there are almost no fresh vegetables. This green onion can only be saved and frozen in winter. The price is quite cheap. I bought a handful for three cents and added two. With some money, I bought another small piece of ginger.
People here like to store various vegetables in cellars, and this green onion and ginger is relatively well stored.
Jiang Nuan's house also has a cellar, but her cellar is empty, with nothing in it.
While thinking about when to go out and get some vegetables to store, I started kneading the dough again.
In fact, nowadays everyone can make steamed buns, but without alkaline water to neutralize them, the buns or steamed buns I bought yesterday have a slightly sour taste.
It was too late for Jiang Nuanzhi to get the Huitaoteng alkaline water from the bottom of the pot, so he simply stopped making the dough and rolled the dough thinner to make thin-skinned buns.
Knead the dough into a long and uniform strip, and then pull out small pieces of uniformly sized dough.
I went out again and found a stick of even size, peeled off the skin, it was not very easy to use, but it was barely usable, so I rolled out the dough.
When the dough is almost rolled out, the meat stewed in the pot is already exuding a rich meaty aroma.
Opening the large iron pot, the meat inside was already soft and rotten, and the green onions had almost melted into the soup. Heat up the heat to collect the juice, take out the small basin and let it cool.
Take the prepared bun wrapper and start making the buns. I also made a few dumplings and wheat ears.
I don’t have a steamer at home, so Jiang Nuanzhi brushed oil on the bottom of a large iron pot, placed the wrapped buns directly on the bottom of the iron pot, filled it with a little water, covered the pot and turned to medium heat. Simmer over low heat.
While waiting for the buns to be cooked for a while, Jiang Nuanzhi washed some millet, set up a stove in a small pot outside, and cooked a pot of millet porridge.
After being so busy, Jiang Nuanzhi was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of water.
Although her body was relatively strong, her physical constitution was not very good and she was very weak. There is also some blood loss and heavy moisture.
It’s time to take good care of yourself and control your weight, so there is no conflict.
Thinking like this, I soaked some red beans and thought about cooking some red bean and millet porridge to drink tomorrow morning. It can not only nourish the spleen and stomach, but also replenish qi and blood. It is most suitable for the current few people in their family to use to warm the body. Nourish your body.
It’s almost time to turn on the pot, lift the lid of the big iron pot, the heat is rising, half a fist-sized bun, the bottom is golden and crispy, and the alluring aroma spreads.
“Brother, this is too fragrant. It tastes better than the dumplings made by the village chief’s family.”
Xiao Baozhu was talking to Li Xiaoer, but unknowingly she had walked to Jiang Nuanzhi and grabbed a small piece of Jiang Nuanzhi's clothes.
Jiang Nuanzhi moved the pot lid further away to avoid burning her, and quickly put the buns into the porcelain bowl.
"Xiao Baozhu, go and sit down and wait."
"The waiter goes to get the bowls and chopsticks."
Then he turned around and looked at Li Junping, who was standing there silently. After thinking for a while, he said: "Ping'er, go and move the stool."
Li Junping was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Ping'er was calling him, and he silently went out to move the stool.
A family of four sat steadily at the table.
The children were happy just now, but now they suddenly became cautious.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't know why: "Let's eat. Didn't you just say that the buns are delicious? Why don't you eat them?"
Little Baozhu blinked his beautiful big eyes: "Can I eat them?"
"Of course."
Little Baozhu was really happy after hearing this. Her calves couldn't help but sway back and forth while sitting on the stool.
He hesitated for a moment with his chopsticks, then picked up a torn bun: "Then my brothers and I will eat the torn buns together, and leave the good ones to the second young master."
said After all, he was very happy: "Brother, we can all eat it. I saw that several of them were a little bit spoiled."
The more Jiang Nuanzhi listened, the more he frowned: "What second young master? ”
Xiao Baozhu said: "I will listen to you from now on. You give me steamed buns to eat. You are a good person. From now on, I will treat the second young master as my master." He was so frightened that he immediately hid behind Li Xiaoer and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with red eyes.
Li Xiaoer blocked his sister and said angrily: "Since you don't want to feed us, just say so. Why are you teasing us like this?" As he said this, he pulled his sister and thought. Gotta go.
“Wait a minute, when did I say I wouldn’t let you eat?”
Li Xiaoer: "Anyway, as long as you make delicious food, it will be for the second young master."
After saying that, his eyes were red.
Jiang Nuanzhi has two heads and two heads. In the memory of the original owner, it seems that he often cooks at home. She prepares at least three dishes and one soup for the second young master every day. When the second young master’s stove is not enough, she will come back to cook it.
Little Baozhu is the one who can’t resist eating. She often teases her like a dog. She gives him something to eat, then snatches it back, and then scolds her for being a bitch. She even dares to miss the second young master. thing.
"What I mean is, if you don't give it to the Second Young Master, these buns belong to us, and I won't give them to anyone. Eat as much as I can of my orbs."
After that, she hugged the little guy on her body, put a bun with no skin torn on it and put it in her bowl.
"You are not allowed to treat others as your masters, do you understand? We, Baozhu, deserve the best. Eat."
Baozhu was dumbfounded, but did not eat the buns. He couldn't help but bury his little face on Jiang Nuanzhi's shoulder. His little shoulders trembled.
Jiang Nuanzhi felt the moisture on her shoulders, sighed secretly, and touched her back, gently comforting her.
“Stop crying, shall we eat steamed buns?”
The child's mood came and went very quickly. After a while, he was sitting next to Jiang Nuanzhi, eating with big mouthfuls, his mouth was full of oil, and his face was full of satisfaction. The other little hand never let go of Jiang Nuanzhi's clothes.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Li Xiaoer again: "Kid, I never thought so. I worked so hard to cook just for us to have a good meal at night, and you still wronged me. I'm very sad. Sad."
Li Xiaoer was obviously at a loss at this time: "You and me. How are you going to punish me?"
"If you don't tell me I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I will cry sadly."
Li Xiaoer was confused: "Say sorry?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Well, I accept your apology and forgive you. You two, stop being stunned and sit down to eat."
The family of four finally sat down to eat steadily. .
It’s just that the two older ones seem to have their own thoughts.
This little one is obviously easy to deceive. When Jiang Nuanzhi looked at her, she smiled innocently, her eyes full of joy.
Jiang Nuanzhi served her half a bowl of porridge. I thought that this little guy should be taught a lesson in the future. Is he so easy to deceive? What if he follows the old path of a vicious female supporting role in the future?
And the second young master. The reason why she is obsessed with the second young master is because of the influence of her evil stepmother, right?
That is absolutely necessary.
Jiang Nuanzhi also filled the porridge and drank it in small sips. After eating a bowl of piping hot millet porridge, my whole body felt warm. After eating two more steamed buns, I put down my chopsticks as I felt half-full.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Xiaoer's whole face buried in the bowl.
It was hard to see this. This kid didn’t know when he started crying, and his tears were falling into the bowl.
"Xiao Er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Did you hurt your leg today?"
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and knelt down to look at his leg.
Li Xiaoer shook his head: "No, I just think the buns are so delicious."
Jiang Nuanzhi was a little confused: "If it tastes good, just eat more. Why are you crying?" "
Li Xiaoer: "It would be great if daddy could eat such delicious buns."
This bun is really delicious, the best thing he has ever eaten.
On the day Dad went out, there was no food left in the house. Dad didn't even get dry food. I wonder if daddy will be hungry.
(End of this chapter)