Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 247 Delicious

"Father Qingmu, try the big mouth fish." Xia Weiwei suddenly scooped up a piece of fish and sent it to the Qingmu bowl.

Aoki's restless mood was suddenly replaced by doubts.

Scoop up the fish pieces and taste them in one bite.

Unable to determine what Xia Weiwei asked him to taste, he ate several pieces of fish one after another, and then commented: "Compared with other species, big mouth fish is better."

"Yes." Xia nodded slightly.

Aoki waited for another word, but Xia Weiwei wheezed and struggled with the fish in the bowl.

He finally understood after belatedly, he put down the spoon, stretched out his long arm, and rubbed the top of Xia Weiwei's head.

Xia Weiwei didn't say anything, and after squinting and smiling, she started fighting with the fish again.

"Ugh~ I'm dying!" Rubbing her belly, Xia slightly regretted it.

Hungry is uncomfortable, and stretching is even more uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and wash up." After taking the big bowl, Qingmei scooped up water to wash the bowl naturally.

Pressing her belly, Xia shook her head slightly: "Exercise first before washing, it is most comfortable to get under the covers after washing."

Don't children insist on soaking their feet just because they are comfortable?
Regarding the comfort that Xia Weiwei wanted, Qingmei didn't say anything, she sped up her hands and feet, and after cleaning up the kitchen, joined the team of adding fuel to the kang.

After a good night's sleep, Xia Weiwei, who was woken up by Wen Ya again, said nothing, opened the tent door and went to the kitchen resignedly.

Qingmei and his wife obviously just got up today, they just lit the stove.

Looking back at Wen Ya who was following behind like a ghost, Xia Weiwei stopped Qingmei from adding water: "Grandma Qingmei, cook less today."

Qingmei: "?"

Xia Weiwei turned to the pile of dried meat: "He asked me to have breakfast yesterday, so I'll copy it for him to eat."

With Wen Ya's ability, he can eat whatever he wants, and eat whatever he wants.

Glancing at Xia Weiwei's thin back, she said, "You should be with him too."

"I want something hot in the morning." Eating should be timed, and it is more comfortable to have soup in the morning.

Inexplicably, Qingmei saw the meaning in Xia Weiwei's look away.

Glancing at Wen Ya, she silently put down the water ladle.

If his child said it in front of him, if he didn't refuse it, he agreed.

"Wen Ya doesn't worry about hunting, but eating and drinking with us would be a bit wronged him!" Qing Mei said with a little emotion.

Xia Weiwei paused for a moment when she picked out the grease sticks: She actually forgot about it!

Turning his eyes, Xia Weiwei's mouth curled up with a hint of malice.

With an idea in mind, Xia Weiwei was not polite about harming Wen Ya's storage of food, and handed ten fat sticks to Qing Mei in one go.

Ome: "..."

Xia Weiwei turned around to pick out the dried meat: "Make him something delicious today."

"Braised pork?" Can't help it, Qingmei thought of the taste from yesterday.

Xia shook his head slightly: "No."

Qingmei: "?"

"Grandma Qingmei will find out later." Xia Weiwei turned her head and smiled, then began to choose seriously.

Fried pork jerky is not only thick in oil, but also low in fire, and the meat strips are also particular. It is best to use breast meat, which is thick without fascia.

"Grandma Qingmei, cut it quickly~"

Looking at Xia Weiwei's unwrapped packages one after another, looking at the grease sticks on the cutting board, finally, Qingmei made a move.

Wen Ya didn't vent her anger, what did she say?
"Father Aoki, help me beat it."

She is more suitable for cutting lotus root than hammering dried meat strips.

Replaced the stone knife in Aoki's hand with a stone axe, Xia Weiwei tapped it a few times with the back of the knife demonstratively: "Father Qingmu, don't use too much force, don't break the strip of meat at once, and don't be too small, you have to hammer the strip of meat Loose."

Aoki's gaze shifted from the nearly twenty strips of dried meat placed beside him to Wen Ya who consciously went to add fire to the stove. In the end, he also chose to be obedient.

"Wei Wei, is it out of the pot?" Qing Mei asked while holding a piece of cut fat.

Looking up, Xia nodded slightly: "Go ahead."

Frying oil is no stranger to everyone, and the meaning of this sentence is even more incomprehensible.

Qingmei had to speed up after putting the cut fat pieces into the pan.

The oily aroma soon dissipated, followed by the unusual meaty aroma and the harsh sound of stir-frying.

The dry and soft meat strips taste even better after sprinkling with a little salt, and the lotus root slices that are quickly popped in a hot pan after scooping up the fat are even more crisp.

Leaving three meat strips for the three of them, Xia Weiwei pushed the rest to Wen Ya.

"Eat."

Wen Ya is not polite.

Xia Weiwei thought about what he should do when he was full, so he squatted in front of the stove and enjoyed the jerky with Aoki and his wife slowly, and sighed that the meat was delicious. When I was there, I said leisurely: "There is a lot of oil, and everything is delicious when fried."

"...Dried fish can also be fried like this?" Qingmei asked after thinking for a while.

Tear off a small strip, chew it slowly with enjoyment, Xia slightly pouted his mouth, and said, "Not only dried fish can be fried, but dried lotus root slices can also be used."

Qingmei suddenly thought of the lotus roots that the child had dried behind the tent a long time ago: "At that time, you dried the lotus root slices just to fry them to eat?"

"No, at that time, the dried lotus root was cooked and uneaten. At that time, I wanted to see what the taste of the cooked lotus root would be after being soaked in water. At that time, there was no food left, so I wanted to get some in case of emigration. What I need.” At that time, she thought of the Instant Pot, but unfortunately, she didn’t have the chance to try it out.

Now, with so much dried meat, dried fish, dried lotus root is of little importance.

It suddenly occurred to my mind that when I was young, my grandma used plant ash to dry fry yin rice, dried potato chips, and dried vermicelli. Xia Weiwei was not very sure: "Dried lotus root slices seem to be more than fried."

Qingmei: "?"

Xia Weiwei: "I'm not sure, try later."

Qingmei felt a little uncomfortable.

Whatever the child wants to think of, there is a beginning and an end, and there is nothing unclear.

Therefore, there is only one possibility for this matter, and that is what her father told her, but because she didn't understand what her father told her, she should tell herself, maybe, she has a way ?
···The child is so disappointed in himself that he doesn't even feel the need to say it!
···How stupid am I in the child's mind?

When Qingmei was reviewing herself and doubting herself, Qingmu turned his eyes away from Wen Ya, staring at Wen Ya's face, he said: "Wei Wei is not in a hurry, it doesn't matter if you try or not."

Qingmei frowned, she obviously disagreed with this statement.

Opening her mouth, she wanted to refute that since she had thought of it, it would be better to try, but when she was about to rush out, she saw Aoki's sharp eyes that were different from usual.

Immediately, the words at the mouth were changed to: "Yes, there is dried meat and dried fish, so why not try it. If you have that time, you might as well sleep more."

Not getting what he wanted, Aoki had no choice but to look back.

After giving Qingmei an approving look, he said slightly to Xia: "Now that you can't finish all these foods, you don't need to force yourself to find a way. From now on, you can eat, drink and play happily."

(End of this chapter)