The tough wife has room to farm

Chapter 219 Delicious Iron Pot Stew

In the Shen family, there is a leader with such a temper as Wen Nuan, and Uncle Liu has been classified as one of his own people, so there is no false politeness at all, it's all about being comfortable.

Wen Nuan brought Aunt Wangshan and Aunt Xiumei into the kitchen together, while Shen Pingxi followed his wife's instructions and asked the brothers from the Zhuang family to go to the fishing grounds on the mountain to pick up fish and have a good time together.

Although the children can be noisy, they are also very sensible. After going crazy for a while, they consciously went back to the study hall to read and write by themselves. It was Mr. Chang who wandered over, got acquainted with shopkeeper Liu, and sat together Drink tea and chat.

Now there is Wen Liang watching over the school hall, these children don't run around at all, and there are a few who directly regard Wen Liang who has been admitted as a scholar as a role model, and walk like Wen Liang on weekdays.

There are quite a lot of people today, and what Nuan Nuan wants to cook is the kind of one-pot dishes. In the huge kitchen, the aroma of food came out after a short while.

Several kinds of vermicelli with different thicknesses were brought from the back, warmed and soaked in clean water directly to soften the food, and guided Aunt Xiumei to make a kind of dough with stick flour and white flour, and then mixed with a half-leavened dough Basin of white flour, added with oil and salt, twisted into rolls.

A pot of pork ribs and a pot of lamb chops were simmering in the pot, and the oil pan was set up on a separate small stove and started to pour oil. Aunt Xiumei and the others couldn't help much, so they just watched Nuannuan tinkering behind.

I saw her put the thin vermicelli that controls the moisture into the oil pan, and with a pricking sound, those transparent vermicelli turned into a pure white color, and she asked Wen Nuan to fix the shape of the big tree, which was very lifelike. To control oil.

Aunt Xiumei was very excited, and pointed to the fried fans in the plate with a smile and said, "This looks like the golden and silver tree on the mountain of gold and silver. It's so beautiful, Xiaonuan, you What kind of dish did you make, does it have a name?"

Nuan Nuan has already put the minced meat into the oil pan and stir-fried the minced meat for seasoning, "This, there is a famous trick called ants climbing the tree, now that the tree has the shape, the minced meat in the pot will be ants if it is poured on it! "

Even the seldom-talking Aunt Wangshan couldn't help but start talking, "This name is really vivid. It looks like a monster, but I don't know if it's delicious."

"Whether it's delicious or not, you have the final say!" Nuan Nuan sprinkled the minced meat on the vermicelli tree, not to mention how it looked, it definitely matched the name.

Then Wen Nuan fished out all the quail eggs that had been smoked and boiled in the pork ribs pot, and checked the amount of soup in the pot by the way before continuing to make the following dishes.

This time I changed to a slightly thicker vermicelli, added broth and stewed it together with yellow quail eggs in the pot, and when the soup was running low, I took out all the vermicelli with chopsticks and surrounded it in the middle of the plate to form a The shape of a bird's nest.

All the quail eggs were placed in the bird's nest, and a small hand picked up a radish. The knife quickly carved out two lifelike mandarin ducks, and placed them next to the nest. A layer of water formed inside.

"Here we come, mandarin ducks are hugging golden eggs, let's serve!"

The pork ribs and lamb chops in the pot are ready, and the warmth is directly placed in the warmer of the previous hot pot. It is also served with cabbage hearts, frozen marinated tofu cubes, soaked wide vermicelli, and sliced ​​​​meat.

Immediately afterwards, I began to overtake the most classic stewed chicken with mushrooms in the iron pot stew, and my mouth was still open.

"Aunt Xiumei, tell the men outside to eat first. It's probably not good to eat outside these days after you leave. By the way, bring them two jars of wine that Uncle Liu sent over. It's broken. I forgot to get some cold dishes. Drinking."

One of Wen Nuan wants to make Uncle Liu have a comfortable meal, and the other is also feeling sorry for his husband. That man's mouth has been spoiled by him. There will be a clear difference in his food intake when his mother-in-law cooks and cooks by himself. For five or six days, [-]% did not eat well.

Aunt Xiumei and Aunt Wangshan, who was helping to serve the dishes, covered their mouths and snickered, "Yo Yo, I think our Xiao Nuan is feeling sorry for your husband, don't worry, your two aunts have already thought about these little things, and the wine has already been served The table is open, let's see if these cold dishes are enough!"

It turned out that when she was busy, the two aunts had already helped her think of this, and helped her prepare a few cold dishes to go with the wine, and even cut a plate of the sausage that she had made before, steamed it and served it.

Wen Nuan, who was teased about loving Xianggong, did not show weakness at all, "I am not the only one who loves Xianggong, why don't I ask Uncle Wang Shan and Uncle Zhuang to see if you love them!"

The kitchen was full of laughter, and the bickering girls continued to prepare the next dishes quickly. Every time Wen Nuan entered the kitchen, it would be extremely lively. Everyone ate more happily, and they didn't feel tired from working.

After warming up, I made several more distinctive dishes with vermicelli, steamed cabbage heart with vermicelli, braised shrimp with vermicelli, cold spinach vermicelli, and even soup with vermicelli radish and shrimp skin.

When thinking about these dishes, Nuan couldn't help but start talking about other ingredients. If there is one more, I want others.

For example, vermicelli scallops, steamed prawns with black bean vermicelli, and the most classic tomato beef vermicelli casserole, all of which are limited due to material constraints and cannot be realized.

The cattle of this dynasty are protected by the law, and they are basically a good helper in farming, but there is absolutely no possibility of eating meat. Shang Ping got the cows they called Huaniu.

Wen Nuan hasn't seen too many cows yet, there are only two ox carts in the village, and when farming is busy plowing the fields, they line up from house to house and rent them out to Yin Zi.

Let’s talk about the delicious and diverse seafood, it’s almost mouth watering just thinking about it, but Nanhe Village is not located on the seashore, and the fish, shrimp and crab in the river are completely different from those in the sea.

"Sister, I brought the fish here, and they've all been slaughtered." Gou Shitou's voice suddenly appeared at the kitchen door. It turned out that the Zhuang brothers had brought the man back, and looked behind Gou Shitou warmly and curiously.

"Where's sister-in-law Xiaolian? Why didn't you come back?"

Gou Shitou smirked and scratched his hair, "Xiao Lian is worried, so she won't come back, stay on the mountain and watch, I will go back to the mountain later."

Outside, Qiu Shangping was already calling Gou Shitou to go over and have a few drinks, and Nuan was interrupted if he wanted to ask. There were still a few big dishes to prepare, and Wen Nuan was busy putting the fish into the pot, adding seasonings and stewing it .

I couldn't help but think of the deliciousness of the fresh and fragrant beef, and sighed in my heart.

All the other dishes in the kitchen were brought to the table. Nuan Nuan hurriedly brought out the prepared raw rolls and pasted pancakes for them on the spot. This way of eating is very popular in Northeast China. Half of the rolls and corn pancakes are dry, and the other half are boiled. In the soup, don't mention how delicious it is.

There are also those dishes that can be shabu-shabu in the pot. I don’t know if these people will think of trying it if I don’t say it myself.

(End of this chapter)