village pigwoman

Speaking of making kimchi, Zhao Yuanle thought of the original owner's mother.

The original owner's mother-in-law couldn't handle the kimchi well. The same kimchi jar, the same process, and the same kimchi water were used. As long as the kimchi was put in by the original owner's hand, it would bloom and break.

Don't know why.

Even if the original owner's mother washes her hands, it won't help.

So in the memory of the original owner, there are three flavors of kimchi at home, one is made by grandma, the other is made by aunt, and the other is made by Sanniang. It is impossible to eat the kimchi made by his own mother.

After returning to his thoughts, Zhao Yuanle looked at his hands.

I don't know if she will inherit this thing.

Zhao Yuanlan noticed Zhao Yuanle's movements and knew it in her heart.

She said to Zhao Yuanle seriously: "Don't worry, you won't be able to make kimchi well in the future."

Zhao Yuanle: "Who do you look down on?"

She still doesn't believe it. When the time comes, she will make kimchi according to the same process as the textbook.

Zhao Yuanlan was serious.

"You and I can't do it well in the future. You forgot, we all played with birds when we were young. My sister played with birds, and I can't do these things well in the future. My hands are sweaty, I don't know. "

Zhao Yuanle: "Just wait and see, I will show you something later, sister."

Zhao Yuanxi thought it was funny.

"Okay, come and help me wash the vegetables, there is lettuce under here, wash the lettuce, peel and peel the leaves.

Someone else, light me a fire. "

Zhao Yuanlan went to wash the vegetables, and Zhao Yuanle went to light the fire.

Zhao Yuanxi washes the rice and cooks first.

Zhao Yuanle lit the fire here, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the rice that Zhao Yuanxi was washing next to him.

The color of the water after washing the rice has changed, and there are still things like rice husks and weeds floating on it.

Pour out the water, leaving a lot of white rice, but there are still a lot of small stones in it.

Zhao Yuanxi faced the rice to the window, lowered his head and carefully picked out all the sundries, and finally poured in two ladles of clean water and covered it with the lid, and the cooking was officially started.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but say something.

"Buy some clean rice in the future."

Zhao Yuanxi looked at Zhao Yuanle strangely: "This is the rice we planted ourselves. When did you eat the rice you bought?"

Zhao Yuanle: "...Oh, I haven't eaten it. I mean, when we have money, we can buy some clean and good rice."

Zhao Yuanxi rolled up his sleeves, put down the cutting board, took the knife from the wall, and smiled while cutting the meat: "I have a lot of money, so I went to buy rice. It's normal for there to be some small stones in the rice. Just wash it and pick it out." , and the rice made from our own millet tastes better.

I bought some cheap rice from other places for cooking in the restaurant, and the steamed rice was not tasty at all. "

Zhao Yuanle groaned, and added another handful of firewood to the stove with tongs.

At this time, a voice came from outside, and Tang Siwen came back with a back strap on his back.

Before she entered the house, she saw the smoke coming from the roof of her own house. At this moment, she came in with a smile: "Have you started cooking? All three are busy, right?"

Zhao Yuanlan had just washed the dishes, so she joined them.

"Ma'am, are all the meat sold out?"

Tang Siwen nodded.

"There are still a lot of people buying wild boar meat, and the price can be sold. They are all sold out. A total of 490 wild pork were sold, almost [-]."

With that said, Tang Siwen opened the purse and showed it to several people, which contained copper coins and ten-cent notes of different denominations.

Zhao Yuanlan clapped her hands happily.

"Yeah, you can buy more candy."

Tang Siwen: "How is your essential oil selling? Have you sold it? If you sold it, it must be much more than mine."

Zhao Yuanle stretched out five fingers: "Essential oil plus pure dew, sold for five silver dollars."

Hearing this, Tang Siwen nodded with a smile.

"That's okay." It seems that the county magistrate's daughter didn't count as cheating on her family's girl, but she didn't pay a high price.

Zhao Yuanxi told Tang Siwen about buying two bath tubs and bumping into people on the road.

Tang Siwen hurriedly turned Zhao Yuanle's face to look at it.

"Ouch, this ear slap, you are so strong, I said you didn't turn around to talk to me just now."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

What should I do if embarrassing things are always mentioned all the time?

So she should try not to be ashamed in the future.

Tang Siwen: "Remember to take the ointment and apply it later."

Zhao Yuanle added a handful of firewood and nodded.

Then, her eyes fell on the strap Tang Siwen was carrying.

"Ma'am, did you buy lo mei?"

Tang Siwen: "You dog nose."

As she spoke, she took out an oiled paper bag and opened it in front of everyone.

"I think there is meat today, so I won't buy other meat. On the road, I came across a small stall selling chicken feet. It was very fragrant, so I bought some back. Half of it is spicy, and half is not spicy."

Zhao Yuanlan poked her head over and picked up a piece of pigskin between her fingers.

"Why are there pigskins?"

Tang Siwen: "By the way."

With that said, Tang Siwen put the oiled paper bag on the table, picked up a few non-spicy chicken feet and went out.

Zhao Yuanlan watched Tang Siwen go out, and asked, "Uncle has gotten angry again recently? Can you only eat non-spicy ones?"

Zhao Yuanxi cut the meat and replied: "My mother must be for the little apprentice."

Zhao Yuanlan: "My aunt is very kind to this little apprentice. I see that he has gained weight a lot since he came here."

Zhao Yuanxi: "His grandparents also brought things here, and he was so pitiful, so skinny."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help asking, "What's his name?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanxi burst out laughing.

"He's called a cheap dog."

Zhao Yuanle frowned: "Why do they like to name their babies Dogs so much?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "Yes, Wang Gou'er is also called a dog, and there is also a flower dog, and today there is another cheap dog."

Zhao Yuanxi laughed, and said helplessly, "I can't help it. If you choose a cheap name, I hope your life will be better."

Zhao Yuanle snorted lightly.

"It still depends on reincarnation."

For example, Wang Xianjiao is very good at reincarnation, although she was born by a concubine, but as the only baby girl in this generation, she looks like her father the most, even if she is a fool, she still has a family who loves her.

Those who can't be reincarnated will be miserable in their own way.

As soon as Zhao Yuanlan mentioned the village, the chatterbox opened up, chatting about a lot of gossip in the village.

Zhao Yuanle listened with his ears open and found it really interesting, so he listened attentively. Zhao Yuanxi next to him was also listening with great interest. The knife in his hand was still moving, and the meat on the cutting board was still being cut. hold up.

After a while, Tang Siwen came back again. She lifted the lid and looked at the cooked rice, and after confirming that it was almost the same, she drove away Zhao Yuanle who was cooking.

At Tang Siwen's request, Zhao Yuanle brought rice soup bowls.

Tang Siwen lifted the cauldron and leaned one side of the cauldron on the stove, holding the cauldron like this, forming an angle between the lid and the mouth of the pot with one hand, and she was about to start pouring rice soup.