Bring space to become a real daughter

Chapter 14
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Ye Huan turned to look at him.

Ye Minghui sensed the danger instantly, drank the rest of the water in one gulp, and immediately stood up.

Unexpectedly, he got up violently, his body couldn't stand still, and he fell straight forward.

Ye Huan supported him with one hand, and said with some distaste: "Why don't you do some exercise. Although I am older than you, I am not a few years older, but you seem to be very weak!"

Weak, weak, weak...

A series of words floated in Ye Minghui's mind. Ye Minghui was very angry. After all, as a man, how could he be happy to be called weak?
But Ye Minghui didn't dare to refute, after all, she could probably overthrow herself with one hand, she really couldn't afford to provoke her!
Ye Minghui wanted to say that he has been exercising, after all, it is impossible for him to be called Brother Hui because his strength is too weak!
But people are afraid of comparisons. Thinking about her strength, Ye Minghui is too embarrassed to say that she usually exercises, otherwise she is so weak after exercising, it is really embarrassing to herself.

Ye Minghui could only hum with a black face.

Ye Huan didn't say a word. After all, he has obviously become stronger now. If his younger brother is too weak, he will easily hinder him, and he may not be able to exert too much strength when he needs to work hard. It's better to take it with him to practice. !
Ye Huan is very satisfied with her current state. Although she is thin and small, she is not weak at all. Ye Huan tried to lift two barrels of mineral water in private, and found it very easy. The two barrels of mineral water are about 400 It looks like it’s very easy for me to just carry it. If I hold it, it should be about two hundred catties. If I train specially, I might be able to reach more than three or four hundred catties by then.

Women are inherently weaker than men, and this is a disadvantage. Now that this disadvantage has been eliminated, Ye Huan is naturally very satisfied.

After all, only when you are strong, you will not have the ability to resist when you encounter danger.

Ye Huan burned a large bucket of hot water with charcoal to process the ingredients.

The first thing to deal with is naturally the pigs who smuggled out of the space, after all, I am really greedy now.

It's pitiful to think about it. Originally, as long as you have money, delicacies from mountains and seas are not a problem, but now, eating some braised pork is considered very good.

Ye Huan was fortunate more than once that the houses here are all independent, and the privacy protection between each other is particularly good.

Ye Huan really can't stand being watched by a group of people while cooking, or living without any privacy.

Ye Huan took some plant ashes to deal with pig offal. After all, the flour is white flour and fine grains now. If he dared to use fine grains to deal with these things, he would probably be scolded bloody.

Ye Huan told Ye Minghui the details to pay attention to, and then signaled him to start, emphasizing repeatedly that he must rub more, wash more, and never save plant ash.

Although the temperature is low now and the smell of these things is not strong, it is the first time for Ye Minghui to handle this thing. Feeling the sticky and greasy feeling in the palm of his hand, Ye Minghui frowned and looked disgusted.

Ye Minghui seldom eats these. First of all, the family doesn't have time to deal with them, and everyone in the family likes pork more than pigs.

However, Ye Minghui has eaten pig offal as a dish, and knows that it has a special taste, so this is one of the reasons why he can bear it.

Seeing that Ye Minghui was processing slowly, Ye Huan took three large white radishes into the kitchen, washed them and grated them into fine shreds.

Because she closed the kitchen door, Ye Huan was not afraid of someone coming in suddenly.

After taking the three radishes and cutting them into pieces, sprinkle with a little salt and mix well to marinate.

After that, Ye Huan ran his hands into the hot water, and the appropriate temperature made Ye Huan take a deep breath comfortably.

After the cold hands warmed up, Ye Huan took them out and wiped off the water droplets on them with a towel.

There was nothing else to do for now, so Ye Huan went out to see how Ye Minghui was doing.

Ye Minghui processed the ingredients one by one according to Ye Huan's instructions.

Fortunately, things like pig hearts are easy to handle. The color of pig lungs has changed from dark red to white after many times of watering and poking holes.

Ye Huan checked it, and after confirming that it was almost the same, he asked him to wash it and bring it to the kitchen.

Ye Huan is distributing ingredients in the kitchen.

Whether the braised mei is good or not depends on the brine, but how about the brine depends on the spices.

The materials prepared by Ye Huan were bought in batches from traditional Chinese medicine stores and supply and marketing cooperatives. Ye Huan bought a relatively large amount. When she first brought them back, she was misunderstood as sick and received several voices of concern.

Ye Huan didn't bother to explain, it's hard to say that these are used to cook meat!
Ye Huan washed the dust on the surface of these spices with warm water, then picked them up with a small piece of gauze and threw them into the cauldron.

Ever since Ye Huan's first soup was not enough to drink, the second brother Ye Minggao bought a cauldron with a diameter of [-] centimeters and a height of [-] centimeters from somewhere.

It is very difficult to buy a pot now, and it is even more difficult to buy such a large pot.

But since he didn't want to talk about it, Ye Huan didn't bother to ask, since his father wasn't at home anyway, and his elder brother would take care of him?
Afterwards, Ye Huan would use this big pot for all soup stews, and he could finish all the soup and water every time, but the meals for that day should be cooked accordingly.

I don't know if it's soup and water that make up people, everyone in the Ye family looks much better during this time.

Ye Huan was eccentric, and added the diluted Lingquan water into the soup bowls of his eldest brother and second brother, and occasionally into Ye Minghui's bowl, but Ye Mu and Ye Jingwen's bowls were never added.

After all, although Ye Jingwen is no longer picking on her, Ye Huan found that Ye Jingwen looked at her strangely.

Ye Huan felt that there was something wrong with her, and never got along with her alone, and there was really no other way to stay away from her.

After all, she often sees plots of being framed and framed in novels. Although Ye Huan is not afraid of Ye Jingwen, it is uncomfortable to be scared.

Ye Minghui was a little curious about Ye Huan's movements. He didn't understand why she threw a bunch of dried fruits and leaves in, but he had no right to speak in the kitchen, so he could only watch her movements curiously.

After Ye Huan adjusted the taste, as the temperature of the water rose, the fragrance of the spices also came out.

At this time, the brine is still a little girl from Xiaojiabiyu, gentle and subtle, and the fragrance only appears faintly, occasionally caught by you and disappears quickly.

However, as the ingredients were put into the pot one by one, and with the blessing of time, the originally reserved girl gradually matured, and the fragrance gradually became hot and unrestrained.

Surrounding you directly and carelessly, it seems that your nose can only smell it.

The whole kitchen is filled with a strong stewed fragrance.

Ye Huan estimated the time to pick up the ingredients one by one, and then put the other ingredients in one by one.

Finally, after all the ingredients were processed, Ye Huan carefully put the ingredients that needed to be soaked into the pot.

Ye Huan couldn't bear it himself, so he cut up the pork lung and heart, which were easy to taste, and picked up a few slices of radish.

The two ate around a bowl of lo mei with relish.

After Ye Minghui tasted the taste, he was reluctant to chew it, fearing that the taste would disappear too quickly.

(End of this chapter)