Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 81

With a wad of ten-cents in his pocket, Meng Jie jumped to the side of old man Song with a blushing face, and pointed to his pocket obediently: "Grandpa Song, how did you do it?"

"It's New Year's greetings, and the red envelope is also given, let's go home and play!"

"Master, do you not want to see us?"

"!"

Was he so obvious?
Seeing Master's undisguised dislike, Meng Tang clutched her chest in pain: "Master, I'll cook for lunch, okay?"

"Well, that's a good thing, let's go, go into the house and eat melon seeds!"

The face change is too fast!
Meng Tang clenched her small fist arrogantly, symbolically pawing twice in the air.

The sweet sugar water warmed into the lungs, a sip of sugar water and a handful of melon seeds, so refreshing that Meng Jie straightened his legs!
Cheerfully boasting, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by. Meng Jie thought of Meng Fang who was honestly pacing in the bamboo forest, and deliberately reminded: "Grandpa Song, Eldest Sister is still pacing in the bamboo forest. Do you want me to call her back?"

"No, she will come back by herself!"

Meng Tang expressed her opinion: "Master, you are too harsh on the elder sister!"

"Smelly girl, do you think she is as unmotivated as you are? Fang girl is older than you, and she used to have poor physical fitness due to lack of food and clothing. If she doesn't work hard, will you raise her in the future?"

"But today is the Spring Festival!"

"Is there still time for Zamabu?"

Being beaten to pieces by Master's merciless reprimand, Meng Tang rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment and explained: "I just feel sorry for Eldest Sister, there is no other meaning!"

"Meddling your own business, girl Fang is willing to use you to stand in for her? I told her to do a half-hour of horse stance every morning, but girl Fang insists on doing two hours of horse stance every day, she has more perseverance than you!"

Old man Song snorted coldly, and snatched the sugar water from Meng Tang's hand.

This girl, who is not familiar with her, spends all day looking for leverage!
Seeing that Master's beard was raised by his anger, Meng Tang apologized with a guilty smile: "Hey, Master, I was wrong, don't be angry! Hey, Master, did Uncle come to see Eldest Sister last night?"

"What's none of your business? Go to the kitchen and cook, I'm hungry!"

"Oh~"

The master's temper is as unpredictable as ever, so she doesn't understand, is the master immune to cuteness?

Poor her cuteness was buried like this!
Standing up slowly, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the master conversing with Zhou Liang wholeheartedly. Meng Tang snatched the sugar water and drank it in one go.

He flipped the lid on the cup, raised his bangs casually, and walked into the kitchen coolly.

The three of them stared blankly at Meng Tang's series of coquettish operations, and were speechless for a while.

Meng Jie caught a glimpse of old man Song's face changing, and smoothed things over with a wink: "Grandpa Song, shall we play chess with you?"

His rough sister doesn't go to the house for a day!
"Come on, the old man will kill all of you!"

The main room chatted and laughed, but Meng Tang was in trouble in the kitchen.

There are bacon, pig ears, pork belly, red pepper, Chinese cabbage, potatoes and carrots on the counter in the kitchen. There are many dishes, but it is too troublesome to prepare.

Looking at the stove which was much taller than her, Meng Tang moved the stool resignedly.

Stew the rice first, then start preparing the dishes!
Generally speaking, the meal is about four dishes and one soup. She is going to cook a potato soup, followed by dry-stir-fried bacon, hot and sour cabbage, cold pig ears and braised pork.

Braised pork pays attention to technique and heat, both of which are indispensable. Wash and slice the fat and thin pork belly, put it in water to boil on high heat, remove and drain, and then pour oil into the pot. After hearing the crackling sound of oil in the pot, Add sugar and fry until the color of ginger is sugary, then pour in the pork belly and stir-fry, and add the bay leaves, star anise, cinnamon cooking wine, dark soy sauce, and stir-fry for color. At this time, you can faintly smell the attractive aroma, but it is still a little off.

Add water and stew the sauce until thick, add condiments, then stir-fry to collect the sauce and put it on a plate. Because no one is lighting the fire, Meng Tang is busy up and down, and she is exhausted with just one dish.

Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Meng Tang picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth. It was tender, fresh, and smooth, oily but not greasy, soft but not rotten. All kinds of flavors bloomed in his mouth, and it was so beautiful that it was bubbling in an instant.

God, why would there be such delicious food in the world, or if she changed her career to be a chef, Ba Lingqiao's cook seemed pretty good too!
Meng Tang was fantasizing about the luxurious life of being a state banquet chef, but in reality she was knocked out of the dust with one move.

"Girl, is the meal ready?"

"Come on, it will be fine in a while."

That's all, food is a hobby, if it's a profession, it's still free!
Getting rid of the unrealistic thoughts in her mind, Meng Tang speeded up the cooking process and combined the hot and sour cabbage with the cold pig ears.

First make chili oil, chop chili and put it in a bowl, add sesame seeds, crushed peanuts, monosodium glutamate and salt to it, heat the oil to a boil, then scoop the oil into the bowl, and only hear a thud, the hot oil and chili Mixed, and instantly, spicy and savory flavors fill the air.

Cough cough cough, exciting!

After the chili oil is ready, the cold pork ears are finished in 3 to [-] minutes, and the hot and sour cabbage stewed in the pot early in the morning is also coming to an end, pour in the condiments, stir fry and put on a plate!

Four dishes and one soup have finished three dishes. Listening to the urgent urging of the main room, Meng Tang directly cleaned the two pots, one pot of cooking and one pot of soup.

The little girl, who was lower than the stove, went up and down to cook the fire and stir-fry. Although the process was a bit arduous, the dishes she made were really good.

Panting to wipe off her sweat, Meng Tang called out to everyone to carry the bowls and chopsticks, and she was in charge of serving the dishes.

"Delicious potato soup, with tomato juice as the base, sweet potato powder, stir well and pour in, diced potatoes and stir-fry into the pot, in addition, there are chopped cabbage cores, bean skins and bacon that has been broken into slags, come, How about a quick taste?"

Zhou Liang, a scholar, commented: "Well, the taste is a bit weird, but if you taste it carefully, you still have something to say."

Meng Jie, a scumbag: "It's delicious, very delicious."

The kind-hearted elder sister: "Tangtang is really good, the food is better than the grown-ups at such a young age."

Master Aojiao: "Don't be proud, it's just so-so, and I will come to Master's house often when I have time in the future."

"..."

Master, you don't need to be stingy with words, just praise her as much as you want!
After a while, half of the big pot of soup went down, and Meng Tang reminded me funny: "Don't be in a hurry to drink the soup, there are still dishes in the kitchen!"

"Girl, did you intentionally serve the soup first to fill us up, and then you enjoy the other dishes all by yourself?"

"Hey, who made you too impatient."

The four dishes and one soup were all set up. Meng Tang saw that they were talking non-stop and their hands were even stronger, so she couldn't help but join the ranks of grabbing the dishes.

Whether the food is delicious or not, you can tell by looking at the plate.

With tears in his eyes, Meng Jie finished another bowl of rice with vegetable soup, and wailed while holding his round belly.

"Sister, why can you steam the rice so deliciously?"

Sweet and soft, elastic and chewy, with vegetable soup, he made three whole bowls!

If it wasn't really unbearable, he would still want to have another bowl!
"So that's why you eat three bowls of rice?"

Bad brother, eating is like stealing money, she only ate one bowl!
Old man Song finished the last grain of rice in the bowl, looked at the empty rice pot with regret, and scolded with a straight face: "Stinky boy, are you a rice bucket?"

　Alas, a cold batch!
　　Forget it, let's face it!There should be a hit, but if the hit is not popular, I have nothing to do, what else can I do?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)