Supermarket space: marrying a rough man through the ages

Chapter 90 Only One Song Xi

After eating, they will add a bowl of soup to them.

There's not much meat, so they can't refill it, but it's okay to refill the soup.

As for Song Hee, the women's director did not ask for it.

Because Zhou's father and son are not the kind of people who can be greedy.

Maybe she will save it all for Song Xi, she is not worried about Song Xi.

Most of the villagers go to collect the pork after eating the slaughtered pork.

Therefore, there are not a few people in the pork division for the time being, because everyone is eating pork-killing vegetables!
After a wild boar was decapitated, its head and feet were deboned and its internal organs were removed, there were still [-] pounds of meat left.

Now the village has been divided into 280 households, and each household can get one catty.

Of course, anyone who wants more than ten kilograms of meat can spend money to buy it.

The butcher in charge of slaughtering pigs and dividing pork is also surnamed Zhou, but he has no close relationship with Zhou Yi's family, and is simply Zhou.

Young people in the village call him Uncle Zhou directly, while children call him Grandpa.

Song Xi and the others came to Butcher Zhou and received a pound of meat from their family. After that, Song Xi asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhou, when everyone has received the meat, if there are any bones and trotters left, Can you sell them all to us?"

Butcher Zhou knew about Zhou Yi's daughter-in-law and knew that she needed to take care of her body more than others, so he agreed without hesitation, "Would you like your uncle to cut it for you?"

"Yes, yes, thank you Uncle Zhou." Song Xi grabbed a handful of white rabbit toffee from his pocket and put it behind the pork, where Butcher Zhou could see others but not, "Uncle Zhou, you Put it away and take it home to give the children a sweet treat."

These days, no one has many children, so sugar is the easiest way to buy people's hearts.

No matter if there are any bones or pig trotters left, Butcher Zhou always wanted to help her, didn't he?
To be a human being is to know how to be grateful.

Sure enough, Butcher Zhou looked at Song Xi and Zhou Yi with more loving eyes.

He tied the pork with straw, handed it to Zhou Yi, and watched them leave.

Zhou Yi had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask them, because the bones and pig's trotters had not yet been obtained!

After returning home, Song Xi asked Zhou Yi to marinate wild boar, while she went to cook noodles.

Now that it's ordered, it's obviously too late to cook.

But the people who come to eat here in the evening are young people with big appetites, and it is not enough to cook noodles.

So Song Xi cooked another pot of sweet potato pieces, that is, wash the sweet potatoes and cut them into small pieces, put them in the pot with cold water, and add various seasonings after they are cooked.

The sweet potato pieces cooked in this way are soft, waxy and sweet, with soup, not particularly dry, and tastes good.

After that, Song Xi fried the vines and winter cold vegetables again.

The enamel basin that is about to catch up with the size of the washbasin is filled with two large basins.

As for the leaves of the vines, they were chopped into pieces, added to the egg mixture and stirred evenly, then a thin layer of oil was applied to the pan, and twelve vegetable egg pancakes were fried, enough for several of their male comrades to be full.

Every time Song Xi went to the commune, he would take thirty eggs from the supermarket.

Zhou Yi thought she bought it outside and never asked about it.

When Song Xi brought the last dish to the dinner table, Zhou Ping and the others came over with the pig-killing dish.

Killing pig dishes are pig heart and lungs, pig liver, pig blood sausage and these things.

Everyone has one spoon of meat and two spoons of soup, so they make up a bowl of pork-killing vegetables.

Song Xi poured the five bowls of pork-killing vegetables into the pot and reheated it.

She added a bowl of salted wild vegetables that Zhou Yi had marinated before.

Because pickles can neutralize the fishy smell of wild boar very well.

Although she does not eat wild boar, she still takes every dish seriously.

Unlike some people, they just fool around with dishes they don't eat.

Even if you don't eat it yourself, do others still eat it?
Zhou Yi and the others were not idle either, helping Song Xi by the side.

After the pork-killing vegetables were processed, the five of them sat around the table and began to feast on it.

Sheng Jiahe holds the vegetable egg pancake in his left hand and sweet potato soup in his right.

His mouth was bulging like a hamster, and he said while eating, "Song Xi, the food you cook is so delicious. If possible, I really want to come to your house for dinner every day."

"Thinking beautifully, is my daughter-in-law's hand cooking for you?" Looking at Sheng Jiahe, who was so stubborn, Zhou Yi rudely said, "If you want to eat your daughter-in-law's cooking, just marry your daughter-in-law, now. You are all separated, you can marry a daughter-in-law and live your own life behind closed doors."

He was reluctant to let his daughter-in-law cook all the time, and only agreed to let her cook occasionally.

Sheng's family is good, and he actually wants to eat his wife's cooking every day.

His daughter-in-law hurts him.

Sheng Jiahe sighed in his heart that not everyone has such luck as Zhou Yi.

What's the point of splitting up the family if he comes back with a family spoiler?

If he married a daughter-in-law who only had his parents in his heart, no matter how much money he had, he would be emptied!
What if he married a blood-sucking worm and didn't give up if he didn't suck up all his money?
Seeing all kinds of daughters-in-law in the village, Sheng Jiahe couldn't help shivering, feeling terrible.

He also wanted to find a daughter-in-law like Song Xi, but there is only one Song Xi in this world.

Therefore, Sheng Jiahe feels that it should be very difficult for him to marry a daughter-in-law he wants.

"This egg pancake is really delicious, crispy and soft, and the vegetable leaves inside are also very sweet."

Zhou Ping sighed while eating.

He is not as greedy as Sheng Jiahe, just let him taste Song Xi's craft occasionally.

Too greedy, it may not be worth the loss.

"Chop up the vegetable leaves and put them in the egg mixture and stir well. It's the same as your pancakes. You can try it when you go back." Song Xi said.

The practice told them, as for the taste, it is definitely not as good as hers.

She has the blessing of spiritual spring water, and she is very confident that the chefs of state-run restaurants are not as delicious as hers.

Song Xi talked about the method of vegetable egg pancakes, and the three of them waved their hands again and again, refusing to go home and try.

It may be because there are more family members and it is more complicated to do!

"Song Xi, why don't you eat pork?" Mo Jiaxiang asked in confusion when he saw that Song Xi had been eating rattan vegetables.

If it weren't for the fact that several of them teamed up to fight a wild boar, then everyone would have to wait until the end of the year to kill the New Year's pig before they could eat pork.

Ping'an Village has raised two pigs, one will be handed over by the end of the year, and the remaining one will be distributed to everyone.

There is not much to be divided, and the family population is small, and even can only be divided into one or two taels of meat.

A family like Zhou Yi can't share much meat.

This time, they beat the wild boar, and they mentioned the meat distribution rules, so Zhou Yi was able to get a pound of pork.

The New Year pigs at the end of the year are collective and will not be divided according to their rules.

At that time, Zhou Yi won't be able to share much meat unless he buys it.

But one pig is not enough for the village, how can there be any left for him to buy?
(End of this chapter)