The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 220

An Xu wore a champagne-colored pajamas, put on his shoes, and did not put on a coat, and walked outside lightly.

The outer room separated by a screen is very warm. Under the bright yellowish light, a man with broad shoulders and thin waist has long hair scattered, and his head is hanging down to outline the official document in front of him.

Not far from the table is a small stove, on which sits a small casserole, in which the preserved egg and lean pork porridge gurgles a little bubble from time to time.

The fragrance seems to dissipate into the air when the microbubble bursts, infusing the entire outside room with a strong breath of life.

The sound of An Xu's light footsteps still alarmed Zong Che. He raised his head, with a faint doting smile on his face, "Wake up. The porridge has been warming up for a while, you can eat a bowl first."

The warm yellow light shone on his handsome and profound face, making his light but warm smile a bit thrilling.

An Xu's cheeks blushed unconsciously.

She walked over, picked up the covered bowl, filled a full bowl, walked around the table, and sat in a grand master's chair with Zong Che.

Zong Che couldn't get enough of her shy look, so he deliberately pressed his legs against hers, and said, "I was busy just now, so I didn't have time to eat, can you share a bite with me?"

An Xu looked at him, should he be so pitiful?
She scooped up a large spoonful and handed it to Zong Che's lips.

He didn't feel it was hot, he just opened his mouth to eat it, An Xu had to remind him: "Be careful of the heat."

Zong Che then took the bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll feed you."

So next, he took the bowl and fed it to An Xu's lips spoon by spoon, giving her the illusion that she was seriously injured.

Zong Che didn't start eating until she was full.

He also finished eating, and An Xu, who had made the fruit tea, looked at the hourglass on the table, "It's time to drink tea, it's time to go to bed."

I don't know what's going on and need to stay up all night to deal with it?
Zong Che looked at the stacks of official documents on the desk case, almost all of them had been answered, and it was time to go to sleep with his wife in his arms.

In the early morning, An Xu's relatively stable biological clock made her wake up early, and when she looked up, Zong Che was still sleeping soundly.

Seeing his sleeping face, she couldn't help but smiled, raised her hand and patted his chest, then got up to get dressed.

Zong Che was always vigilant, but last night he slept too late and did something more physically demanding. An Xu put on his clothes and stepped over him without waking him up.

In the kitchen, someone has already delivered fresh ingredients.

Although the quality of a basket of crabs is not as good as what An Xu used to eat in Linhe Village, but this year's situation is hard to come by in the northern border.

Today, the scale of raising pigs in the military camp has expanded a lot. Thanks to the soil feed method given by An Xu, each of these pigs has been raised fat and strong, enough to consume six pigs a day and then continue to stubble.

Therefore, among the ingredients delivered this morning, there is also a six to seven catties of high-quality pork belly.

I don't know if it's because there isn't much pollution now, and the pigs that are only fed with earthen feed are very beautiful, just like this piece of pork belly, fat and white as snow, and thin with a fresh red.

An Xu has already thought of many related eating methods in his mind, and saw the crab in the basket. This kind of crab is not very delicious when steamed. It is better to pair it with pork and make a cage of crab roe Xiaolongbao.

However, two catties of lard are needed.

An Xu came out and asked the soldiers outside to go to the logistics office in front of the main camp to bring two catties of lard.

The logistics department and the main business also need to have a certain quota, and the regulations on taking notes to collect them were all changed by Zong Che when she was not in the northern camp and fighting with the grassland tribes.

After Zong Che came back, he felt that this method was very good and asked him to keep using it.

Many generals thought that this was just a last resort method to ensure the supply of supplies during the war, but they didn't expect the coach to let them continue to use it, so they talked about it in private for a while.

When I became a general, I thought I could enjoy it.In the past, the Overseer was very strict in this regard, okay, now you can't even enjoy better food at will.

But some people also said that the daily allowance of the warlord and his wife is only a few catties of meat, so let's be content.

In today's military camp, basically all the generals live in the military camp. Those who insisted on living in the mansion in Huoliang City to enjoy themselves before have all been found wrong by Zong Che.

Those who were promoted later were either cronies or influential people in the military camp, so now every morning, the busiest place is the logistics department.

The people who came and went were all the lieutenants and generals at all levels who came to receive fresh ingredients.

The guards from the main battalion came over, and the front of the wall moved out of the way without saying a word, and many voices greeted him: "Luo Er, why are you here again?"

"Didn't you get the food from the warlord just now?"

Luo Er looked at the place where the question was asked, and secretly cursed the white-eyed wolf. The warlord and his wife took the initiative to lower the food standard. Didn't all the food saved go to the big kitchen and be eaten by ordinary soldiers like them?
But there are some dog legs who complain about their own generals, and still retain the kind of sectary thinking that the warlords have been resisting in the whole army.

No matter where the soldiers are, aren't they all soldiers from the Peking University Camp?

Need the warlord and the people above to deal with military expenses to support him?Some time ago, the imperial court directly suppressed the grain and grass of the barracks for three months under the pretext of being nervous in the household department.

Luo Er decided to have a good talk with these people when he received the meat and changed shifts for breakfast.

Let them know who they are raising now.

Luo Er took out the note and said, "Ma'am just asked me to get two catties of suet. The main business is pork suet, and there are still more than ten catties left untouched."

"No, no," the thin young man behind the simple window immediately cut up a large piece of pork suet and handed it out.

It was far more than two catties, and Luo Er didn't say a word, just carried it and left.

The people in the back waited for him to walk away before discussing in a low voice: "This kid, he is lucky now, working in the main camp, look at his airs."

Then a sensible person said: "Don't be sour, if you want to work in the main business, anyone has the opportunity, do it well."

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An Xu kneaded the dough and covered it in the basin. When the crab roe paste was halfway taken, the soldier brought the lard suet, and Aunt Wu, who helped boil the water, stood up and took it, and boiled it according to the method An Xu had taught before. Pork suet.

The air gradually filled with the strong and overbearing aroma of lard residue.

If you want to make crab roe buns, you need frozen solidified crab roe lard paste.

Aunt Wu boiled pork suet, and An Xu washed her hands after handling the crab roe and crab meat, took out the saltpeter from the cabinet in the corner, and started to make ice on the spot.

Originally, this was very common, but Aunt Wu had only been in the barracks for a month or two, and she had never seen An Xu make this at all. She accidentally saw his wife turn the water in the basin into freezing ice, and she was stunned. up.

It took a long time before I threw myself at An Xu, and said in a panic: "The women have eyes but no pearls, so they don't know the real gods. Madam, please forgive me."

An Xu was about to scoop out a bowl of lard and put it on ice to cool, when Aunt Wu knelt down unexpectedly, and it took her a while to react.

What kind of immortal, forgive me?

Glancing at the ice cubes that were still steaming behind her, An Xu suddenly realized, but when she made ice with saltpeter in An, it didn't cause such a "sensational" effect.

She helped Aunt Wu up funny, and said: "It's not some fairy trick, this is a principle. When I have time, I will tell you. Now you boil the lard first."

Isn't this the method of the fairy family?

Aunt Wu didn't believe it.

In fact, when she didn't see such a miracle, the wife of the warlord was a fairy in her eyes.

Now this consciousness is more firm in her mind.

Although she was still a little apprehensive, doing things for the fairies must be done well. Aunt Wu forcibly calmed down, looking at the fire for a while, and then picked up the colander and stirred twice in the bubbling cool lard in the pot.

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Zong Che was late for today's morning training, so he didn't go. He put on casual clothes and went to the kitchen. At this time, An Xu and Mrs. Wu were sitting at the side of the table making steamed buns.

On a whim, An Xu wrapped some small buns very exquisitely and delicately, planning to make a pot of fried crab roe buns.

Seeing Zong Che approaching, she smiled and said, "It's just right, you are here to help make the buns."

Aunt Wu stood up and gave up a seat. Zong Che waved his hand, turned around and found a small stool, and sat on An Xu's right. Then he stretched out his long arms and picked out a snow-white cake.

He has slender fingers, and even the simple pinching of a few folds of buns brings out some artistic feeling.

An Xu glanced at his hands several times, but he never realized before that Zong Che even has such beautiful hands.In modern time and space, with hands like his, it would be wasteful not to play the piano.

"Does it look good?" In the palm of the big hand is dragging a small bun, one pleat on top of the other, very beautiful.

An Xu almost forgot that Zong Che was a handy person. He used to help make flower cakes during Chinese New Year in Linhe Village. Some shapes were more beautiful than hers.

Looking back on the past, neither of them seemed to be the same as before.

So An Xu was not polite, she rolled out the skin and asked Zong Che to pinch the buns.

It will be enough for a pot in a while. Brush a layer of rapeseed oil on the pan, then arrange the small buns and turn on the fire.

"Go and watch the pot," An Xu said to Zong Che.

Zong Che was very obedient. After asking about the heat, he got up and went to the pot.

Aunt Wu quietly said to An Xu: "The governor is really a good man."

An Xu smiled, maybe.

But since ancient times, it has been quite easy for this man to be a good man.

After the fried crab roe buns were ready, An Xu served two bowls of purple glutinous rice porridge, and Zong Che ate them directly in the kitchen.

The two of them ate a pot of fried buns. After Zong Che came to the northern camp, he had to train with the soldiers every day, and his appetite increased a lot.An Xu only ate five or six of this pot of fried buns, and let Zong Che eat the rest.

After he finished eating, An Xu asked him if he was full, and the man suddenly laughed.

An Xu was quite puzzled, and asked again: "What are you laughing at?"

Zong Che blocked his lips with a fist, and said, "I remember at the beginning, the two of us grabbed egg pancakes to eat."

An Xu smiled unconsciously when he thought of that time.

(End of this chapter)