Traveling through the daily life of raising a family in ancient times

Chapter 201 Breaded Tofu Grill Rack

"Father's beard pricks people, please don't..." He Cheng shook his head frantically.

There is no need for an electric razor now, He Yanxin only uses a blade that is as thin as possible, and the beard is indeed not shaved very clean.

"Stinky boy, how dare you despise your father." He made a gesture to spank He Chengze's ass.

He Cheng didn't stand still and let him bully him, but ran to the front happily.

He Yanxin chased after him, obviously not fast, but shouted: "I'm going to catch up to you."

He Cheng was so frightened that he raised his short legs and ran even faster.

"Slow down." Song Yeqing reminded loudly after watching a free show.

She took Song Chengsi and followed behind them.

"Let's take a photo here, do you have the stand?" He Yanxin found a secluded place with excellent scenery and whispered.

Song Yeqing nodded, glanced at the children beside her, and then "taken" the camera out of the cloth bag on her shoulders.

"I'll get the bracket later." The bracket is longer than the bag, so I have to take it out when the children are not paying attention.

Song Yeqing listened to all directions and watched the six directions, and took some photos of them very carefully, and finally took out the bracket, and the family took a family portrait.

"It's a pity that it can't be washed out." He Yanxin looked down at the photo he had taken, feeling very regretful.

Song Yeqing deeply felt the same way.She had to back up the photos to the computer when she got back, so that even if one of them broke, she could still save it.

She is deliberately maintaining the things in the space, hoping to prolong their service life, after all, it is not easy to repair if they are damaged.

"Let's go, go back to the barbecue." He Yanxin grabbed He Chengze who was playing crazy.

They also brought some vegetarian dishes for roasting, but he was a serious carnivore, so he brought more meat.

Back on the open grass, the others have returned too.

"You take them to set up the shelves." Song Yeqing instructed He Yanxin, and then went to the car to get the charcoal.

This iron grill was custom-made by He Yanxin at the blacksmith in the city, and it is not much different from the common ones in modern times.

Not long after, the fire started, and several people put the meat on it.

Song Yeqing spread tin foil on the side and started making Baosiu Tofu.

A'hua and the others were already used to the novel things they often made, and they didn't raise any doubts about this uniform and shiny slice at this time.

After all, they can afford glass to make tableware, so what's the use of silver for barbecue now?
That's right, although several people didn't ask, they all guessed in their hearts that the thing was made of silver.

Later, He Yanxin took the defective products from the glass factory back home intermittently, so now half of the dishes at home are made of glass.

I also took a few bowls, and when I brought them back, no one else dared to even touch them.

Ah Hua and the others have only heard of such precious items, and Ah Ping has never heard of them.

"Mother, why did you roll it up?" He Chengze asked curiously as he looked at the tinfoil rolled up on all sides.

"Because this way the oil inside won't flow out." Song Yeqing poured the oil inside. "Look, it didn't come out, did it?"

"Wow!" He Cheng clapped his hands. "Mother, you are so smart, I admire you so much."

"Thank you for the compliment, Dabao is also very smart." Song Yeqing was used to his "rainbow fart" from time to time, and cut open the tender tofu he bought in his hands.

In fact, it is best to use patina to make Baosiu tofu, but this world has not yet been invented, and she can't make it, so she can only use this kind.

But as long as the seasoning is well placed, the taste will not be bad.

The oil and tofu inside are put together, sizzling.Song Yeqing turned it over, sprinkled it with various seasonings, and finally put the chopped green onion on it.

During this process, He Yanxin's roasted tender mutton was ready, and he took a few pieces first and put them on the wooden plate. "A-Qing, open your mouth."

Song Yeqing opened her mouth subconsciously, and was fed a piece of meat at a suitable temperature.

"Is it delicious?" He Yanxin looked at her expectantly.

"Hmm." Song Yeqing nodded, and after swallowing, looked at the laughing people around, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'll do it myself."

He Yanxin wasn't shy at all, "Don't worry, you're busy with your work, I'll feed you."

Others consciously looked away to give "space" to this affectionate young couple.

Song Yeqing couldn't resist him, so he could only continue to accept feeding. "You eat too."

"There's a lot more." He Yanxin just looked at her, as if he had eaten it himself, feeling very satisfied.

As for the two brothers, let's wait until his father finishes taking care of his wife.

When the tofu was ready, Song Yeqing put the one with less pepper in front of the child. "Be careful, blow on it."

He Cheng took a small piece, blew it and put it in Song Chengsi's mouth. "Brother, is it delicious?"

While chewing, Song Chengsi wiped off the oil on his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Good time, thank you brother."

"You're welcome, it's a no-brainer." He Cheng began to eat after receiving a reply, as if he regarded Song Chengsi as a drug tester.

"Everyone is self-sufficient, eat more." He Yanxin put the roasted mutton on the plate shared by the two brothers, and greeted the others.

"Got it." Zhou Jichuan distributed some of the meat he roasted to He Yanxin who had been taking care of his wife and children.

He Yanxin was not polite to him, and finally had the first bite of barbecue today.

When the mutton came to an end, he put the slightly larger chicken pieces on it.

The thick chicken is a bit difficult to cook. In order to prevent it from being mushy, it has to be oiled and turned over frequently.

"I'll come, you rest for a while." Song Yeqing had already made tofu for everyone, and now he handed He Yanxin's piece to him.

"Okay." He Yanxin smiled, and his concern for her was very rewarding. "It's so delicious, delicious in the world. A-Qing is amazing, she can make tofu so delicious..."

I haven't even eaten a few bites, and the compliments are repeated one after another as if they don't want money.

Now it should be clear who He Cheng followed.

"Shut up." Song Yeqing took a piece of pork belly and tried to cover his mouth.

There are people all around here, she is really embarrassed by him doing this.

"Sister Qing, just pretend that we don't exist." A'hua said cheerfully, very narrowly.

"Yes, we didn't hear anything, right?" Aping patted Desi on the shoulder.

Desi didn't say anything, just pursed his lips and smiled.

"A-Qing and I are legally married, so you should be envious." He Yanxin said proudly.

Although Qiuniang also smiled, her eyes were still lonely for a moment.

She thought that when her husband was still alive, he would pester her to feed her newly made dishes.

"Mother." Peng Awei picked up the best roasted piece of meat and fed it to her mouth.

"Ah Wei is so good." Qiuniang's heart warmed instantly, she opened her mouth to take it, and then patted her daughter's head wearing a wreath.

(End of this chapter)