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Chapter 132 Big Pot Stew
"The love variety show has turned into a program to help farmers?"

"To be honest, I think it has become a delicacy on the tip of my tongue."

"Seeing so many delicious foods, I forgot about the love affair."

"Who cares about love when there is food to eat?"

Since the live broadcast, many people are discussing the production of Lianhua Village in the comment area.

Seeing that Gu Qingluo made so many things, some foodies wished they could climb into the screen and eat them for her.

Gu Qingluo didn't know how to get it back, but she was really reluctant to have it.

In the end, He Jiayun found a cold chain truck to help everyone transport the things back.

Besides Gu Qingluo, other guests also bought a lot of things.

He Jiayun bought a lot of sausages, and asked his fellow villagers to help find that kind of lamb and killed several of them. Song Wei bought dozens of catties of meat, and was going to go home and freeze it to eat slowly.

Even Jiu Xiao bought a few chickens.

After loading the things in the car, everyone took the car to the airport.

When Gu Qingluo returned to City H, the delivery truck was almost here.

He's also has its own cold storage. He Jiayun asked people to drive the car to the cold storage and unload the things first.

Gu Qingluo is thinking about this matter.

She called An Qingping as soon as she got back.

An Qingping drove there, Gu Qingluo picked up two chickens and a elbow, and put some dried vegetables in the car for An Qingping to take home.

The rest of the things, Gu Qingluo, asked Mr. He to find someone to pull them back.

Naturally, she followed the car to He's old house.

The folks in Lianhua Village gave a lot of things. Gu Qingluo has half-pulled pigs, mutton and beef, and several chickens and ducks that have been killed. There are also several elbows.

Gu Qingluo went to the He family's old house, and said to Mr. He: "Give me a helping hand, let's build a stove, then buy a big pot, and cook the half-pulled pig and knuckle first, and there are also a lot of chickens and ducks. Stew one at night, make another roast duck, and freeze the rest in the refrigerator.”

As she spoke, she turned around in the yard looking for a place.

The house of the He family is very beautifully tidied up.

Except for a few villas, the rest are gardens, where various rare flowers are planted.

Lin Xiuyue loves flowers, and she picks the flowers in the garden. In addition, there is a big greenhouse in the backyard.

Gu Qingluo turned around, and finally found an open space in the corner, she pointed to that place: "Just here, go find some bricks, I'll build a stove for you."

Mr. He couldn't help but think that when he was young, every New Year, he would see rich households in the village slaughtering pigs and cooking meat. In such a big pot, there was a pot full of meat stewed in it. When the meat was almost cooked, the aroma It can float half a village.

At that time, he couldn't even eat enough, smelling the smell of meat, his hungry stomach was rumbling non-stop.

At that time, his biggest wish was to be able to eat a piece of meat.

Later she met Gu Qingluo, and Gu Qingluo raised him, so there was no shortage of meat from him. However, just the two of them, no matter if it was during the weekdays or during the New Year, it was just buying a piece of meat, or going up the mountain to hunt for prey, or to roast it. or boil.

Even if he can eat some meat every day, Mr. He still wants to be like the wealthy households in the village, able to support a large pot, and the stew is full of meat.

This wish has not been fulfilled until now.

After he left the village, he worked for others, and it was good to be able to eat enough. Later, he married a wife and gave birth to a child, and he has been working hard for a living. In addition, there are not many people in the family, so it is really impossible to cook a large pot of meat for food.

Later, he had money and time, but he didn't have that kind of thought anymore.

Now that Gu Qingluo mentioned cooking meat again, Mr. He suddenly became interested.

He called immediately and asked someone to buy some red bricks.

Gu Qingluo picked up some bricks and started building a stove.

While swinging the bricks around, she instructed Mr. He to dig some soil and mud.

Mr. He is almost ninety years old, and he took a shovel to dig soil in the garden.

After he reconciled with the mud, Gu Qingluo quickened her movements and quickly built the stove.

At this time, the people who bought the iron pot also came back.

Gu Qingluo lifted the pot by herself and put it directly on the stove.

Mr. He got a water pipe, put water in the pot, and Gu Qingluo started to light the fire.

When the water was about to boil, two people washed the pot with hot water.

After that, put water in the pot, then put the pork cut into large pieces, and the whole elbow.

After putting the meat in, Gu Qingluo clapped her hands: "Seasoning, I haven't put any seasoning yet."

Mr. He immediately ran to the kitchen to get all kinds of seasonings.

The nanny found a piece of clean white gauze and chased it out: "Wrap it with this, put the seasoning here, and I'll sew the mouth shut."

The white seasoning was thrown into the pot, and the fire was burning. After a while, the smell of meat came out.

The He family's old house is located in the villa area.

The house occupies a very large area, but there are people around it.

Next to He's house, there are several sets of smaller villas. From a distance, there are rows of small villas dotted in the shade of greenery.

The environment here is good, with a high rate of greenery, a lake and a hill. The whole residential area is like a forest park.

The people who live here are also very stylish, and the yards of each family are beautifully trimmed. There are Chinese-style houses with rockery and flowing water, pavilions, pavilions, and western-style yards with fountains and swimming pools.

And in this seemingly tall residential area, among the precious flowers of the He family, a large iron pot looked quite abrupt.

The big pot of meat stewed in the iron pot was even more inconsistent.

On the one hand, he is tall, and on the other hand, he is very down-to-earth.

Combining these two kinds together, there is a strange and absurd atmosphere in the world.

"It smells so good." Mr. He sniffed, "Sister, when can I eat meat?"

Now he seems to have returned to his childhood, he is no longer an orphan, he has relatives, and his elder sister is cooking meat for him, and when the meat is cooked, the elder sister will cut him a piece of meat with alternating fat and meat, so that He can have a full meal, or he will be told not to eat too much, and be careful not to get tired.

Mr. He was a little excited, and kept turning around the pot.

When He Jiayun's family of three came back, they saw such a scene.

The old man sat in front of the stove adding firewood with his head full of white hair.

And Gu Qingluo was wearing a very windy printed dress, and was turning over the meat in the pot with a very large spoon.

A large pot stands in the yard, and the meat in the pot is almost on top.

"What's going on here?"

He Jiayun sniffed, only to find the meaty smell extra alluring.

"Dad." He Li called out to Mr. He: "Is there a visitor from our house?"

Lin Xiuyue was relieved to see that the flowers she planted were not spoiled.

She doesn't like to eat meat, nor does she like to smell meat, so she said hello and went into the house.

Mr. He's greedy saliva almost fell out: "Sister, are you ready?"

Gu Qingluo forked a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in the basin. She cut a small piece with a knife and handed it to Mr. He: "Taste it."

Looking up and seeing He Li and He Jiayun still standing there, Gu Qingluo smiled and cut another piece for each of them.

He Li took the meat: "Thank you, aunt."

He Jiayun didn't call anyone, just took the meat and ate it.

He was also hungry.

Mr. He has already taken several mouthfuls of meat: "It's really delicious, it's better to eat meat like this."

He Jiayun also followed the example of the old man and took a big bite. The meat cooked in this way is really fragrant. There are spices, more oily and meaty.

"It's no wonder that pig-killing dishes are cooked during the Chinese New Year in the countryside. It's really delicious."

(End of this chapter)