Adorable Food Goddess

The next day, after having breakfast, Song Qi was ordered to repair the legs of the table. When he saw the tragic condition of the table, Song Qi sympathized with Xunzi.

"San Dangjia was not in a good mood for a while. Don't go into your heart, Xuan Dang. What the San Dangjia said, you just have to be in the ear."

Ye Jiayao embarrassed and said, "Have you heard?"

Yan Songqi shrugged, and even more roaring in the middle of the night, he was not deaf.

Ye Jiayao hummed: "I don't bother to care about him."

Xin Xin said: Fortunately, they sang a drama last night, and Song Qi did not suspect them.

Jiang Yan came to deliver today's ration, anyway, it was allocated according to the head, Ye Jiayao was too lazy to get it, Jiang Yan will send it to her every day.

"Yesterday you said that you want to give Erren's dumplings. The old man deliberately gave a pound of pork and three pounds of flour. Now the food is getting less and less, and even the last pig was killed." Jiang Yan sighed.

Ye Jiayao doesn't need to worry about these problems. Chun Yu can catch prey every day. In addition, the mountain has opened up a large area to plant various vegetables. Moreover, the fish and shrimp in the Hengxia Lake are so beautiful that Song Qi sometimes goes to the lake to catch some fish , Their meals are as good as ever.

"There was a lot of flour last time, so it ’s good. You and Uncle Jiang came over to eat at noon, I will make a few more." Ye Jiayao laughed.

Jiang Jiang narrowed his eyes with a smile: "That would be nice, but I have to help at noon in the kitchen, otherwise I can help you fight."

"No, I can do it alone." Ye Jiayao laughed, didn't she spend more time? Now she needs the most.

He sent Jiang Yan away, and Ye Jiayao began to prepare dumplings. There are four people in his own yard. Of course, if you give it to the second master, you also have to give one to the big master to taste. It is said that the big master likes dumplings the most. In addition, Jiang and his wife are two. It is eight people. It may not be enough to pack three hundred.

Ye Yejiayao calculated it, added three tablespoons of flour into it, beat two eggs, and added eggs to make the noodles more tough. Adjust the water and control the softness and hardness of the noodles. Wait for Song Qi to knead the noodles and chop the dumpling stuffing yourself.

According to everyone's preference, Ye Jiayao plans to prepare three kinds of fillings. The second person wants to eat pork and leek stuffing. Chun Yu likes to eat mushroom and cabbage meat stuffing. She likes to eat white pork stuffing. As for other people, she likes to eat and eat.

The taste of dumplings is all about the taste of the filling is not delicious. In modern times, because of lean meat or something, people generally use water to remove the scum when cooking meat, but the pork of this era is the original Ecologically, there is no pollution. Instead, the water simmers away the original tenderness of the pork. Ye Jiayao just needs to chop the meat into fine minced meat, add various spices and set aside to taste.

The cabbage is chopped, salted for a while, and then the water that is killed is controlled. This cabbage is soft and has a better taste when cooked. Leeks do not need to kill water, because they are easy to ripen, and they will be simmered when killed. After cutting the white diced into fine dices, you need to stir fry in the wok until it is seven mature, and the mushrooms also use oil to burst the aroma ...

Done this, Ye Jiayao called Song Qi: "Song Qi, have you fixed your desk?"

"Okay." Song Qi took the tool and came out, smiling with a smile: "This time it's firm, but I still can't stand the kick of the three masters, sister, you have to tell the three masters."

Ye Jiayao pouted his lips: "I told him he would listen? If he breaks down again, I'll move a stone to make him better."

"This is a good idea," Song Qi urged.

"Is this idea okay?" Xia Chunyu's voice sounded coldly.

Qi Qi was immediately stunned by Song Song, his head lowered and he did not dare to look at the frosty Sanjiao.

Ye Yejiayao wants to laugh, embarrassed, Song Qi sadly urged!

"I also think this idea is very good, Song Qi, leave it to you to take care of it. I think the stone on the side of Houshan Road is suitable for the table, you go and move back." Xia Chun Yu leisurely said.

Qi Song Qi said his tongue: "Three ... Three masters, that stone is less than a few thousand pounds. How can I move it?"

Yun Xiachun patted Song Qi's shoulders vigorously, and Song Qi's half of his body was short: "I believe you can do it."

Qi Song Qi mourned in despair ... Can you break and move? Didn't he just say four words? Did you agree with me? Why did you do that?

Ye Yejiayao couldn't bear Song Qi's being bullied. He gave Chun Yu a glance and said, "Song Qi, come here to knead the dough. What broken stones can you move? Can the stones fill your stomach? Hurry."

Tong Songqi looked at the three masters and said timidly, "Three masters, my sister asked me to knead my noodles!"

Yu Xiachun said indifferently: "Knead my face before moving."

This guy does n’t do well if he does n’t cure well. Now he always has a nostril with Yao Yao, and he does n’t put his master in his eyes.

Song Songqi resembled the eggplant beaten by frost, and went into the kitchen a few times.

"Sister-in-law, you have to save me." Song Qi said with a sad face.

Ye Jiayao laughed and said, "Did you hear that he intentionally rectified you? If you don't move, can he kill you or knock you down the mountain?"

It's unclear whether others are using Lai in front of Chun Yu, but she still works very well every time.

Wu Songqi murmured in his heart, that's right to say that, but the temper of the master, even if he wasn't told to move the stone, he would think of other ways to straighten him out.

"Okay, don't worry, I will talk to him later." Ye Jiayao comforted, and now the priority is to make dumplings.

Qi Song Qi began to knead the dough in anxiety. Ye Jiayao fried a few eggs and chopped them up. He mixed the vegetable traps and meat fillings and tasted with chopsticks. The taste was just right.

"You use a little bit of energy, rub it harder, it's not soft and it's not tough," Ye Jiayao turned to look at Song Qi. This guy's mood is low and his work is listless.

"Oh." Song Qiqiang intensified.

"Hurry up, let's see what he's doing?" Ye Jiayao said, and wiped his hands to the main room.

Xia Chunyu sat in the study and turned the pen holder in her hand, seemingly thinking about something.

"Chun Yu, why are you here so early today? Peng Wu? Didn't come with you?" Ye Jiayao asked.

Yu Xiachun glanced at her lightly and said slowly: "These days there is less oil and water, all of them are like chickens. What are you practicing?"

Ye Jiayao frowned and said, "If you haven't been able to find spies, will Broken Stone never be opened?"

Xia Chun raised an eyebrow: "Who knows what the big master thinks. Feng Chaolin and the court collusion, attacking the cottage is imperative. Right now, it is time to step up the reserve of supplies, but everyone who is engaged in is running out of food. Any more spies are arrested, making everyone feel at risk and people's hearts are scattered. "

"He really thought that a broken dragon stone could block the offensive of the officers and men? Thought that the artillery could not be carried?" Xia Chun sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Huh ... can it really be attacked? Ye Jiayao didn't know whether he wanted the cottage to be broken or did not want it. Although there are bandits in the bandit, there are also good people in the bandit's den, such as Jiang Uncle Jiang Yan, such as Song Qi, they were all forced to go up the mountain, and did nothing bad, and there are still some people who were hijacked up the mountain like her Doing coolies here, these people are all innocent. If the officers and men attacked, can you let them go, including her? She's the wife of three heads!

"Then you talk to the master!" Ye Jiayao said.

Yu Xiachun sneered: "What did you say? Now he sees everyone like a spy, so I won't ask for this."

I also said that, when the big master doubted Chun Yu, Chun Yu said nothing, but he would be considered unintentional.

"So ... once the cottage is breached, what do you do? What should I do? Will you care about me?" Ye Jiayao asked wryly.

Xia Chunyu looked at her obliquely, her clear eyes were like a pool of water without any emotion: "Are the officers and soldiers attacking, will you not be saved? Maybe the officers and soldiers will cut my head, and you can make up for it . "

Ye Jiayao was inexplicably angry: "How do you speak like this?"

Although she was forced to be his woman, she also hated his arrogance and unreasonableness, but she never thought about him dying, she just wanted to leave ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Oh? What should I say? Don't you like me? Xia Chun smiled peculiarly at the bottom of her eyes.

I like you, my mother is just not like you guys who are inhuman, killing people is like mowing, and does not take human life seriously.

Ye Yejiayao turned and left. She couldn't answer this question, saying yes, it was deceptive, and maybe he would be sneered by him, saying no, it would offend him.

Suddenly felt sad in his heart, he knew where the secret path was, and even if the officers and men attacked, he could retreat from his body. Is a promise so difficult?

Yun Xiachun was joking with her. How could he leave her alone, including some innocent people in the cottage, he tried to save it, let alone her, let alone, she was also his pillow. Who knew that she turned away with a cold face. Is this angry? Still, she didn't like him at all. Thinking of this possibility, Xia Chun was irritable in her heart. Forget it, don't force her, and when things are over, she will fall in love wherever he likes, and he'll save bother.

Ye Jiayao hurriedly returned to the kitchen.

Tong Songqi saw that her face was not good, and she must have been furious. She wanted to comfort her, but was afraid of being heard by the master, and then used him as a slaughter, and she continued to knead the dough silently.

Ye Jiayao squeezed him away, grabbed the dough, and kneaded it hard, scolding in his heart: smelly donkey, dead donkey, Nima's **** ... the old lady would not ask you, and you can live well without your old lady.

Song Qi looked at the dough in her hands as an enemy and rubbed it. She couldn't help but fantasize about the scene where San Dao was beaten by her. If it were the day, it would be fine. What a pleasant thing that is.