Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 51

"Gu, Gu Siwei!"

Qiao Yitong saw that Wu Daorong wanted to talk to Gu Siwei, but he obviously didn't know what Gu Siwei's name was, so he introduced it aloud.

"Gu? What generation are you, Gu Hongming's Gu? Jindi Gu or Huaicheng Gu?" Wu Daorong asked.

Gu Siwei was taken aback by the question, and opened his mouth and said, "Huaicheng Gu, my ancestors came from Huaicheng."

Wu Daorong patted his thigh: "Isn't it a coincidence, my mother is also Huaichenggu, a four-character generation?"

"I don't know this anymore. To be honest, I know my surname is Gu." Gu Siwei was a little embarrassed.

He's not talking nonsense, but he really doesn't know what generation he is. From now on, everyone will name them, regardless of seniority.

"It's almost the fourth generation, counting from my mother, we are still distant cousins." Wu Daorong laughed.

This way of talking about relatives directly gave Gu Siwei to Lei Jiao. No matter how he thought about it, he would never have thought that he would suddenly talk about relatives with Wu Daorong, and even cousins. This... is too ridiculous .

Seeing Gu Siwei's embarrassment, Qiao Yitong wanted to laugh, but he held back and asked, "Shall we avoid it for a while?"

Wu Daorong waved his hand: "No, no, I just asked my cousin Siwei if I have time to catch another little wild boar these days. Last time, the little pig tasted absolutely delicious, and the guests said it was delicious."

It was so!
Gu Siwei felt that he understood: I said, why do you call your cousin here? Feelings are addicted to eating pork!
"This one is actually not very easy to catch. Such a small pig must have a sow by its side. It's okay to die, but it's really hard to live," Gu Siwei said.

Others don't know who is easy to catch but not easy to catch. When Gu Siwei said it was difficult to catch, he meant only one thing: you need to pay more!
Wu Daorong is called a cousin, so he can't stop making money just because of a fake cousin's name. Although it seems that there are not many places to spend money now, he still needs tickets.

"The price is easy to talk about, you just bring it, no matter what we say, it's because of our close relationship!"

Wu Daorong was very generous this time.

Gu Siwei shook his head with a wry smile: "It can't be said that there is something."

Gu Siwei's voice: You have to explain clearly.

For this cheap cousin, Gu Siwei didn't believe it at all.

Wu Daorong is a fine person, so I can't tell it. Seeing Gu Siwei begging for money, he was a bit arrogant for a while, but he couldn't help it when he thought about it, as long as he didn't overdo it, he didn't choose.

"It's okay to add more, but you have to be quick. It's best to have it delivered at noon the day after tomorrow. I'll give you ten catties of national food stamps on top of last time. Will it work? Or just ten tubes of noodles," Wu Daorong said.

How could this man be so generous? !
Gu Siwei didn't say anything more, nodded and said: "Success, I will send it to you the morning after tomorrow, and then we will pay the pig with one hand and the money with the other."

"Okay, then this matter is settled." Wu Daorong smiled, but he put down a big stone in his heart.

"Then don't forget."

It seemed that he was afraid that Gu Siwei would forget, so Wu Daorong said it twice before saying goodbye to everyone.

Hu Yanqiu looked at Gu Siwei: "Can you still catch a live wild boar?"

"Catch it with a trap." Gu Siwei didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject: "Do you know him?"

"Yes, I used to live in the same courtyard, and several families lived together! He has been an official since he was a child," Hu Yanqiu said.

Qiao Yitong said with a smile: "That's how he is. Don't look at him as a bureaucrat, but he is still very serious in his work and considers the factory well. He has a good reputation."

Gu Siwei thought in his heart: I believe you ghost, I believe Wu Daorong is a corrupt criminal, I believe it a hundred times, and you think he is capable?Please, look at his wretched appearance, how does he look like a decent person? !
The three of them chatted about Wu Daorong again.

After this episode, the three of them pushed the cart to Hu Yanqiu's house.

After entering the house, Hu Yanqiu's mother had already returned home from get off work, but his father hadn't come back yet.

Hu Yanqiu's elder brother and younger brother are also at home.

My elder brother is about 24 to 1.7 years old. His name is Hu Yanming. He is very thin and of medium height. He is about [-] meters five and wears glasses.

The younger brother is a little younger. His name is Hu Yanping. He is about the same age as Sicui, but he is much better than Sicui. This child is well nourished. He is white and fat. He loves to laugh and is not very talkative , Of course, it may also be that Gu Siwei is a stranger, and the little guy can't let go.

Although he couldn't let go, the little guy still snuggled into his sister's arms, listening to Hu Yanqiu, Gu Siwei and Qiao Yi chatting together.

After chatting for a while, Gu Siwei felt that he should find something to do, otherwise it would not be good to let Hu Yanqiu's mother, Aunt Lu, work in the kitchen alone.

So Gu Siwei stood up and came to the kitchen door.

At this time, even if the house is big, the kitchen is not big. The kitchen is less than ten square meters. In addition to a gas bag, there is also a briquette stove.

The stove is built of cement and tiles are pasted on it. This method is naturally old-fashioned in later generations, but it is the most cutting-edge fashion method now.

What's more, the gas bag is a new thing at this time, and it is estimated that the people in this factory have it, and it means that no coastal provincial capital will have this thing now.

To be honest, Gu Siwei was a little surprised when he saw this thing.

"Aunt Lu, is there anything I can do for you?" Gu Siwei asked.

"I don't need your help, you go talk to them, I'll just kill a chicken later," Lu Yihui and Gu Siwei said politely.

When Gu Siwei heard about killing chickens, he immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Auntie, I'm good at this job!"

Involuntarily, he picked up the pheasant whose legs had been tied up, took the chicken with a knife and went out the door with a bowl, and Lu Yihui couldn't stop him.

Killing a chicken is really not a big deal for Gu Siwei, not to mention the past, now Gu Siwei has to slaughter a chicken from time to time, not only for himself to eat, but also for a group of monkeys. .

He carried the chicken downstairs, held the wings with one hand, bent the head of the chicken and grabbed it with the other hand, pulled off the feathers on the chicken's neck, exposed the meat on the neck, and then directly wiped the neck with a knife. First, I took the chicken blood with a small bowl, waited for the blood to dry up, and then threw the chicken on the ground.

After jumping on the ground twice, the chicken was dead.

Carrying the killed chicken, Gu Siwei returned to Hu Yanqiu's house and asked Lu Yihui if there was any boiling water. When he heard the boiling water was in the pot, he began to scald the feathers of the chicken.

Seeing Gu Siwei's skill in handling chickens, Lu Yihui was full of praise, and even praised that this job was better than her.

"Auntie, the chicken is ready, what are you going to do?" Gu Siwei worked very hard on this little job, and cleaned the chicken in a while.

"Fry it!"

Lu Yihui's cooking is really average. To be honest, her cooking is edible. It doesn't count how bad it is, but it's impossible to say how delicious it is.

It is understandable that educated women are somewhat lacking in this aspect. After all, they are not specialized housewives. If they have a job and can devote themselves to it, there will be a slight shortage of natural care for the family.

"How about I fry it? Can you eat spicy food?" Gu Siwei asked.

Lu Yihui smiled and said, "You do? Our family can eat spicy food."

"Then I'll try, don't mind if I don't do well," Gu Siwei said.

Gu Siwei likes to cook, it is a hobby, and it can be regarded as a way to satisfy his cravings. He used to focus on two things, one is the work of eating, which is machining technology, and he is concerned because it makes money. can feed him.

Another thing is to cook. Self-effacement is not considered good, but in fact it is still a little conceited.

The most important thing is that when he is upset, concentrating on cooking can calm his mind, and he can also get a delicious meal, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"Can you do it?!"

At this moment, Hu Yanqiu raised his head and asked.

"It's not bad." Gu Siwei was quite confident.

Self-confidence comes from one's own craftsmanship, and the other comes from the many seasonings in the kitchen.

There is a saying that people who can't cook often have the most seasonings at home.

"If it goes wrong, a chicken will be wasted."

Hu Yanqiu didn't quite believe that Gu Siwei could have any good skills.

There are two reasons. One is that there are not many men who can cook at the moment. Most of the men at this time are machismo. , this is the work of women.

The second is that when Hu Yanqiu looked at Gu Siwei, he felt that this man was a bit attractive, and he was thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and he didn't look like he could drill into the kitchen.

"I'll try my best," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

While smiling and chatting with Hu Yanqiu, Gu Siwei started chopping chicken with a chopping board.

clang!clang!clang!
After a few knives, Qiao Yitong, who came over, praised him, "I know that the chicken you cook will not be too bad for the skill you use to chop the chicken."

After the chicken was chopped, Gu Siwei washed the pot, waited for the hot oil to cut a little sliced ​​ginger, grabbed a few dried chilies, and patted a few braids of garlic.

Everything is ready, the pot is already hot, heat the pot with cold oil, and when the oil temperature rises to [-]%, just pour the chicken into it.

When the chicken was put into the pan, Gu Siwei didn't turn it over in a hurry. He waited for the oil to turn the chicken a little yellow, so he turned over and continued to fry. He watched the whole fried chicken pieces turn light golden yellow, and the chicken oil was soaked. When frying, push the chicken pieces to the edge of the pot, leaving a little space in the middle to put ginger and so on to saute.

Next, add a little white wine and pour it from the side of the pot, add some cumin, pepper, grass fruit and other ingredients to start frying.

Wait for the smell to come out, add a little green pepper, add a little side dish and continue to fry.

During the whole process, without putting a drop of water, the chicken is cooked directly with the pot gas, and finally salt, soy sauce and so on are added to adjust the seasoning, and finally a little bit of pulp is added.

When waiting for it to come out of the pot, it has an attractive sauce color, bright juice, green peppers, red peppers, and a small cap of coriander, and a whole small soup pot of fried chicken is out of the pot.

Even before eating it, the aroma lured a group of people over.

(End of this chapter)