Chapter 93

In this day and age, everything is collective.

Naturally, the persimmon trees on the mountain belonged to the village.

Persimmons can also be sold for money, but they cannot be sold at a high price.

In the past, Banpo Village was a purchasing station that sold persimmons to supply and marketing cooperatives.But this year, because the village had some extra income, the persimmons were simply distributed to each household.

Whether to make dried persimmons, or to make persimmons, or to make crisp persimmons, it is up to each person's wish.

Song Juan did the same thing.

Among these persimmon recipes, the persimmon is the most difficult to make, because it may rot if you are not careful.

However, Song Juan has a wonderful method.

Put an apple in the middle of a pile of persimmons, and after a while, the persimmons will be ready.

The next step is to save.

The general approach is to let Qiushuang beat him by a dozen.

In the middle of the night, take out the persimmons, put them in bamboo baskets, and hang them in the air with ropes.This is done to prevent rats from stealing food. After all, rats are really disgusting.

After the persimmons are ready, put them in the vat in the utility room and seal them up.

Take it out now, it's ice-cold, take a bite, it's really refreshing, so refreshing.

Song Mingjian and Song Mingshe tasted this persimmon red for the first time, and their eyes were straightened.After all, eating this is like eating popsicles in summer.

"This is good!"

Song Weimin also gave a thumbs up after eating.

"All right!"

Song Juan proudly began to show off, "I made this!"

"Yo, not bad, who did you learn from?"

Song Weimin looked Song Juan up and down, and didn't really believe what his sister said.

"Second brother, don't you think I researched it myself?"

"I see it hanging!"

Song Weimin still knew his sister very well.

Eating may be a good skill, but making food is definitely not enough.

"Second brother, Shi Farewell, you should look at him with admiration for three days!"

"Let me tell you, the current me is also very powerful."

Song Juan turned her gaze to her own mother.

Seeing this, Li Guilan stood up decisively to testify for Song Juan.

"Second brother, your little sister is very different now, and you will know when you look back!"

Li Guilan didn't say much, she was afraid that if she said too much, her second son would think she was bragging.

"Auntie, is there anything else?"

The two brothers Song Mingjian and Song Mingshe quickly finished eating the red persimmons in their hands, and looked at Song Juan eagerly.

"and also!"

"However, I can't eat any more today."

"If you eat too much, you will have diarrhea!"

Persimmons themselves have the effect of clearing away heat. Now that the cold persimmons are hot, the effect must be doubled.

Although the child's body is strong, but the stomach is still relatively weak, after all, it is still in the growth and development stage.Therefore, some heat-clearing things must be eaten less and the quantity controlled.

"Tomorrow, let's eat tomorrow!"

While talking here, voices came from outside.

Song Guoqing and Song Jianjun are here.

Wang Lanhua and Qu Xiaofu also came.

Of course, the children of the two families were also brought here.

So, another burst of hello, hello, hello everyone.

Song Weimin also brought a lot of things with him when he came back this time.

Kong Laidi opened a bag, released candy and melon seeds from it, and placed them on the kang.

A group of little dolls swarmed up and grabbed the candy in their hands, one for you, one for me, one for him...

Well, Song Juan is in charge of distributing the sugar.

Relying on her IQ, Song Juan managed to get a lot more candies.

Of course, this is purely to amuse the little nephews.

Although people are short of sugar these days, Song Juan has no interest in eating sugar.

Although her love for sweets is not low, she is not very interested in simple sugar.

“Eat here at noon!”

As soon as Li Guilan gave an order, the schedule for lunch was set.

Then, the men continued to brag and chat on the kang, and the women rushed to the stove to prepare for cooking.

There is no need to steam the steamed buns, they have already been steamed at home.

Li Guilan made the pasta with pure white noodles and the buns with pork and cabbage vermicelli.

During the Chinese New Year here, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, every household has to steam dumplings and steamed buns.In this weather, the steamed buns and steamed buns are put directly in the tank, and when you want to eat, take them out and steam them in the pan.

In the kitchen, Li Guilan directs the daughters-in-law to work.

Actually nothing to do.

The pheasant was cut up, just frozen together and needed warm water to thaw.

The cut is the pork.

Then there is cabbage.

Li Guilan is going to make two dishes for lunch, one is pork vermicelli, and the other is stewed cabbage with pheasant.

Stew one in one pot.

Although there are pigs, pork ribs and so on at home, these things Li Guilan prepares for the New Year's Day reunion dinner, after all, the number is limited.

Although the old Song's family is not bad, but the general environment is like this, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy extra supplies at this point in time.

As for wanting to eat more tricks?
Then forget it.

The chef is still Song Juan.

This is when she shows off her culinary skills.

Although the food at home is not a big pot meal, it is still a meal for a dozen people, and the amount of ordinary stew may not be enough.

"Little sister, this skill is good!"

"It's so fragrant!"

Kong Laidi really didn't expect her sister-in-law to have such skills.

"Second sister-in-law, hey, I'm all talent!"

Song Juan smiled triumphantly.

From the memory of my previous life, I learned that in previous years, when the family ate together, Kong Laidi, the second sister-in-law, was basically the chef. After all, her cooking skills were the best among the four daughters-in-law of the old Song family.

Kong Laidi works in a state-run restaurant in the county seat. Although she is not a chef, she occasionally has the opportunity to get started. In addition, she has been watching the chef cook, so she has learned some skills.

However, at this moment, Kong Laidi found that her sister-in-law's craftsmanship was not much worse than that of the master chef in the state-run restaurant.

This really surprised her.

"Little sister, your talent is a bit amazing!"

"The master chef of our restaurant is probably at your level!"

"Really?"

Hearing her second sister-in-law's words, Song Juan deliberately put on a shocked expression.

After all, her culinary skills are so outstanding that she can't explain some things, so she has to try her best to act like a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

"It should, almost!"

Kong Laidi just felt that she really couldn't comment on the specifics. After all, the masters of others have all learned their skills from teachers.

In contrast, Song Juan's culinary skills are downright wild.

"I didn't expect that I'm so powerful!"

Song Juan deliberately twitched.

Then, he was suppressed by his own mother.

"Cook your food well, if it doesn't taste good, I'll let you eat it all by yourself!"

Facing the fierce threat from her own mother, Song Juan immediately showed her full skills.

Although this dish has oil and meat, if it is not delicious, she really can't eat it.

Therefore, it is still necessary to do a good job and let the family help to eat it.

Otherwise, she might have to eat until the Chinese New Year by herself.

(End of this chapter)

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