Chapter 379
Thinking about that scene, He Xiner danced happily, in an extremely good mood, and said crisply, "I'm going to cook", and ran to the backyard to find her mother~
Ye Xusheng, who was following behind, suddenly felt a little stuffy, feeling like the cabbage he raised was taken over by pigs, ahem, what are you thinking about?

Xin'er is not a cabbage, and Yuanyuan and Cuizhi are certainly not pigs...

Shaking his head and throwing out the messy thoughts, he strode to the backyard, put the scoop away first, and then asked, "Second Aunt, do you want me to help light the fire?"

Mrs. Wang was holding a cabbage and picking up the old cabbage. Hearing this, she raised her head and said with a smile, "I don't need you here. It's still early for dinner. Go and study."

"Um"

Ye Xusheng didn't give in, he nodded in agreement and went back to Dongkuayuan.

"Mom, are you going to fry cabbage again?"

He Xiner has no interest in fried cabbage.

Hearing her daughter's disgust, Mrs. Wang smiled good-naturedly, "There are the most cabbages in the vegetable garden, and I made two meals in a row. Xin'er is tired of eating?"

"Hey, it's a little bit."

"Then what do you want to eat? Mother will pick vegetables again."

He Xiner looked at the dishes in the kitchen, besides the Chinese cabbage, there were also a handful of shallots and a dozen fresh potatoes, she tilted her head and thought, "Mom, shall we make pimple soup?"

In fact, He Xiner wanted to eat scallion pancakes, but the white noodles at home had eaten dumplings, and half of them went down, and they had to save some for fried noodles, and there were not many noodles left.

If such a large family eats scallion pancakes, it will not be easy, so let’s make pimple soup. After drinking the corn paste for so long... ahem, it’s muddled porridge.

I've had enough, I feel like I'm going to get drunk~
There is rice, she just drank rice porridge yesterday, she is not very greedy, so she wants to eat some pasta.

Bai Mian is a rarity for farmers, and Wang is really reluctant to make it for the whole family to eat, and wants to find a chance to fry it all, and save her daughter to eat slowly.

It's just that since the daughter said it, even if she felt sorry for her, Mrs. Wang would not stop her, and readily agreed, "Xin'er wants to drink pimple soup, mother will make it for you."

After speaking, he put down the Chinese cabbage in his hand, prepared to wash his hands and went back to the house to dig noodles. He stopped after walking two steps, turned around and looked at He Xiner, and said hesitantly, "There are so many people in the family who make pimple soup. White flour can be used by all ages, how about adding some corn flour?"

He Xiner blinked her eyes, and said with a smile, "Mother, digging a bowl of white noodles is enough, and adding some potato chips when making lump soup will make it more delicious."

"You still have more ideas!"

After hearing her idea, Wang smiled from ear to ear, oh, why is her daughter so smart!

Wang's cheerfully went to dig flour, He Xiner looked at the Chinese cabbage on the chopping board and turned around, hey, there it is!Both her father and uncle like spicy food, so she made chili oil mixed with cabbage, thinking her father and uncle would like it.

Well, there are spicy dishes, but we have to make a non-spicy dish.

Now that the staple food is gnocchi, I don’t want to stir-fry any more. It’s refreshing to make two cold dishes with it.

Seeing the fresh potatoes, He Xiner narrowed her eyes with a smile, that's it!

He ran to the west wing room and asked her mother to take out a handful of dried chili and Chinese prickly ash. He Xin'er took the seasoning, and Wang's brought a bowl of white noodles. The two mothers talked and laughed and went back to the backyard.

Following He Xiner's method, Wang first cut a bowl of potato dices, and then listened to her daughter's suggestion to wipe off the chopping board and the kitchen knife to cut shredded cabbage. Pay more attention."

"Hey, don't I want to eat it with cold salad, of course it has to be clean."

"Can it taste good when it's cold? Besides, the coarse salt won't melt?"

"Hehe, coarse salt can be finely ground with a garlic mortar."

"My daughter's brain is full of inspiration, and nothing is difficult!"

"Ha ha……"

(End of this chapter)

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