"Sir, why do you want me to come?"

After changing his clothes, putting on his white robe, and wearing a white hat, he looked like a super-level chef, fiddling with spatulas, etc., no, no, there is no concept of cooking at this moment, and it is almost either cooking or stewing or grilling. In short, there is no such thing as cooking.

"The stranger avoids it, and they all go out and wait to see your master's skills. You must have never eaten it, hahaha!"

"But..." The cooking girl wanted to say something, looking at my affectionate eyes, she ran away in the panic. Could it be that my eyes were wrong? I rubbed them, forget it, and started working.

The pig heart, pig lungs, pig belly and other things were washed, and boiled into a large pot, and all the blood and water were left aside for later use.

The pork waist carefully removed the thin coat inside and cut it into a knife. It would be a pity that the waist is full of hot spring flowers, no chili or bean paste. Marinate it with ginger mustard and eat it just by eating it.

The pig intestine is a difficult thing to deal with, but it is not difficult for us to travel through time. The girl brought the flour over and rubbed it hard. She over and rubbed it cleanly. She then washed it with waterproof and cooked it in the pot. She will stir-fry it in the embassy later.

After making a few large pots, we should show our skills. Let Yuergui and Uncle Li come in to see them, and there are also the mother and maid who cook. This is what it means to cook. In the future, Ning’s food will follow our routine. If you don’t have pork, you will raise it. Anyway, it will not only be chicken, duck, sheep, etc. in the future, I am really tired of eating it.

Add oil, by the way, this oil is different. I want to vomit soybean oil, but it’s still the rapeseed oil that is comfortable to eat. This is the credit of Sangouzi. The rapeseed used in the livestock shed. Yu'er also blamed me several times, saying that the food that the livestock eats, how can it enter the mouth of the living? It’s not his fault, it’s ignorant.

"What smell? It smells so bad." Yu'er was a little more sensitive. The oil had a strange smell before it was heated. There was no way. We didn't eat salad oil or something. Just let's just go.

"It's okay, it's normal, it's going to be fragrant later."

Pig lung soup, pork belly and pig heart roast, hot embassy, ​​hot waist flowers, stewed pork feet, and pig tails were eaten with sauce, only one piece, which is a pity.

In terms of eating, Yu'er can be considered as gentle. As for Uncle Gui and Uncle Li, I finally didn't make a fool of myself. I just tried every dish. I wiped my mouth and stopped after consuming it. I could eat it. The seasonings were not complete, and the taste was not authentic. It could only be similar.

Everyone can ignore the eating habits of Dayong and Sangouzi, which is impressive in short.

"Dayong, wipe it, the pig's trotters ran over his head."

"Sangouzi, on his face, right, a little bit below, by the way, how did you eat, the embassy is hanging on his eyebrows."

I was helpless, forget it, I don’t care. Anyway, it’s all a family, it’s ugly. If we don’t say it, no one dares to say it.

Yu'er finally finished eating, came to me with a belly that was so arrogant, and kept shouting

"No, no, no, it's so uncomfortable, let me lie down first."

I’m happy, really happy, I’m so happy that I feel the pleasure of the New Year for the first time, really, whether it’s in my previous life or here.

Uncle Gui and Uncle Li were drunk, really drunk. Uncle Gui called out a person's name in a vague way. It was a woman. I was gossiping and pointed my ears and listened. I would have not let Uncle Gui drink the last drink if I had known it. I had been with him and still couldn't hear it clearly.

"Who is Wan'er?"

I still have to ask Yu'er.

"Uncle Gui's only daughter, hey, she died early." Yu'er sighed, not very clear.

Alas, let Uncle Gui get drunk. Only in this way can we release the sorrow in our hearts. It’s not easy. Everyone has their own difficulties. It’s good to be drunk during the New Year.

Uncle Gui and Uncle Li were all lying down. Dayong and Sangouzi were sure to eat too much. Now he was lying on the grass in the yard to pretend to be dead.

"Sir, I can't live this year and can't move anymore."

Dayong stretched out his limbs and seemed to have really grown up, and his skills were a little unsatisfied.

"Yes, Sir, I've never eaten such a good thing. Uh!"

Sangouzi looks the same, but this guy is already thin, but now he just sees his belly swelling.

I smiled and shook my head. There is nothing to say. They are all due to low productivity. Soybean oil has a smell. We are not used to it. Since there are rapeseed, there will be many varieties in the coming year. Pigs cannot be missing. What else can I think about it?

It’s the Chinese New Year, Uncle Gui and Uncle Li lay down. I’ll burn this explosive pole with my own hands. Yu'er leaned on me, and the two of them lit the fire together, put a few explosive poles and turned around and ran away.

Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, the new year has arrived. I pulled Yu'er to the gate of the village, listened to the sound of explosive poles that kept exploding around, looked at Yu'er, snuggled up with each other, and quietly listened to the sound of the New Year.

"Happy New Year, Woman"

"Happy New Year, Mr.

I don’t know when I went back, but I felt like a crack in time and space. I was in a daze and returned to the future generations. Yu'er was still by my side. I had this feeling, but I just couldn’t remember the face of any lady.

I woke up early in the first lunar month. The genius was in a daze. The maid was not sleeping soundly. When she heard the sound, she quickly got up and kept accusing her of guilt.

"In the first day of the Chinese New Year, I went back to continue sleeping. When I went back, I boiled water and washed my face by myself. I went back and went back."

I whispered to the servants, afraid that the whole family would wake up. They were all staying up to the New Year last night, and only lasted for a long time. We have been serving the Ning family for a year. We have no class concept in our hearts. We are all family members. We waved our hands and went back to sleep.

I ate last night with greasy food, so I made some simple things early this morning. Unfortunately, there were no eggs, ready-made vegetable leaves, some flour, and cooked them with the soup stewed with pig's feet last night. I made a pot of noodles with a bowl of noodles. It was good.

Yu'er came over sleepily and blamed me for not calling the servants. It's not a big deal for this man to go to the kitchen early in the morning. As the saying goes, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, and at least he puts it on the lord at once. He complains about the stewed noodles we make. But he praises the ones we make.

Uncle Gui and Uncle Li also came to pay his respects. Even saying that he was rude last night was happy. The new year was new. Anyway, there was nothing to do in the first lunar month. Everyone ate and slept. After sleeping, they simply asked Uncle Gui and Uncle Li Dayong and Sangouzi to inform each village household to eat in the main courtyard on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. In the future, this is the new regulations of the Ning family. During the Chinese New Year, they would eat in the main courtyard, and everyone was lively.

Uncle Gui wanted to say something, Uncle Li quietly pulled his sleeve and shook his head obscurely. The two old men had a good understanding and quickly informed them separately.

"Old Li, what's wrong with our Lord? How can we eat and drink with the merchants?"

As soon as he turned around, Uncle Gui couldn't help but complain.

"Oh, Old Man Rong, the Ning family is in charge of the Lord and his wife. There is no one around you who can speak. You and I are old and lonely."

Uncle Li shook his head and looked down on Uncle Gui's opinion. Uncle Gui thought about it and said, "It's true that everyone is lively and there is not much time to gather together anyway. It's impossible for the merchants to follow him to Chang'an. Alas, I really can't bear to leave this land at that time.

I heard that the owner was in charge of the meal. Early in the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the merchants all came and everyone was happy. The owner's food must be very good and full of oil. He stared at the kitchen with a vague concern that the things he brought out would disappoint him.

There was not enough tables, so I nodded. Apart from the children holding them in my hands, I could sit on the eighth table. I quickly asked Dayong Sangouzi to take everyone to move the tables. In short, everyone who can put the vegetables is here.

The pork was cut into large pieces and stewed all the ribs. The ribs were fried in the oil pan. They were directly covered with salt, pepper, and pork elbows. In short, all the pigs were brought into the pot. Adding the leaves of ordering vegetables was just one requirement: enough oil and water, and all the dishes served were enough.

Pork oil is placed directly in a pot to make oil, and dumplings are made with oil residue in the afternoon. Southerners are not used to eating dumplings, mainly because the noodles are not strong, but they can still make do with it. In the afternoon, let the daughter-in-law and mother-in-law in the village come to help. The cooking in the kitchen is so tired that the mother-in-law and maids have cooked so many people. When have they cooked meals for so many people? This is a mat.

Yes, the merchants were all happy and couldn't bear to leave after they finished eating. They squatted on the ground, sat on the table and bragged and chatted. The children ran over and threw them over with all kinds of wild flowers. What's the name? Yes, it was a mess and a mess.

Yu'er looked at the little girl and little kid surrounded her, and her face couldn't help but show a desire. She wanted to have a baby. It seems that we men have to work harder. It will start tonight. Our first shot in the New Year has started!
Chapter completed!