Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 178

At noon that day, Wen's family stewed a large pot of rabbit meat. The aroma caused the neighbors to sniff, and each of them wondered: What delicious food does Wen's family cook, why is it so delicious?
When I remembered that my daughter went to a women's school, I secretly envied her. After all, she learned it seriously. This skill of making tea and rice is much better than theirs. When I smell the fragrance, it seems like it is wafting from a restaurant.

The fat-stealing bird, which was eating raw internal organs, smelled the aroma from the kitchen, and suddenly felt that there was no taste in its mouth. It stretched its neck and looked into the kitchen, but it couldn't see clearly because of the wall.

Thinking of the simmered meat that he ate a few days ago, body fluid secreted from the bird's beak, and his paws moved slowly towards the kitchen involuntarily.

The thick sauce-colored soup is bubbling in the iron pot. The white radish cut into small pieces is desperately absorbing the soup, making it more delicious to eat. The chopped pork belly has been braised until it turns red Bright, soft and crispy.

Seeing that the soup was almost finished, Wen Shu hurriedly turned down the fire, took the vegetable bowl on the stove, and beat up the rabbit meat.The two rabbits were all cooked and stewed for half a pot, and they couldn't even fit in a vegetable bowl.

Wen Shu, however, only filled half a bowl before stopping, sprinkled the diced green onions that had been chopped earlier in the morning, and divided the remaining half into five servings in a large bowl.

One is going to be brought to the tea shed tomorrow for Mrs. Zhao and Goudan to eat, one is for Uncle Sun next door, and the remaining three are for two. One, of course, is for the bird in the yard.

I thought it sneaked away without warning, but who would have thought that it was actually going out to look for food, and remembered to bring something for her when it came back.

To be honest, she was a little touched.

So happy, he stewed the two rabbits and left a bowl for them.

Sprinkle the minced green onions on the surface, and Wen Shu started frying another white scorpion, and when the white scorpion was fried, she took the vegetable bowl to the main room.

However, as soon as he turned around, he met the eyes of the fat-stealing bird. At that time, it stretched its neck to look this way. When it saw her looking over, it fluttered its wings and flew away in panic.

Wen Shu: "..."

After walking out of the kitchen, I saw it standing by the well shrinking its neck and head, tilting its head to look at her from time to time.

Wen Shu put the dish down in the main room, and when he came out, he beckoned to it, "Come here."

The fat-stealing bird took a closer look at her expression, and saw that she didn't look angry, so it spread its wings and ran towards her.

"What the hell did you do just now? Tell me, did you do something bad?" Wen Shu asked, rubbing its round head.

The fat-stealing bird rolled his eyes, didn't you say you can't get close to the kitchen, otherwise you won't give meat to eat.

"Quack~quack" the fat-stealing bird turned its head in protest.

Seeing that the internal organs by the well were not finished, Wen Shu couldn't help but knocked on the head, "Why don't you eat it? Is it too full to eat outside? I left you a bowl of stewed rabbit meat. I can't eat it right now. Let's have dinner then."

"Quack~quack"

As soon as he heard that there was no meat to eat, the fat-stealing bird flapped its wings anxiously, and the wind was so strong that it almost knocked Wen Shu down in front of him.

Although one person and one bird couldn't communicate, but seeing this behavior was angry, Wen Shu understood after contacting the person in front of her for a while, and begged for mercy: "Give it to the meat, give it to the meat."

With these words, the fat-stealing bird retracted its wings obediently, and looked at the vegetable bowl in the middle of the main room with its round eyes. With one wing, it was about to grab the meat, but Wen Shu grabbed its tail.

"Not that one. Yours is in the kitchen. Go to the well and wait. I'll get it now."

The fat-stealing bird ignored her and didn't even move its feet, as if if you didn't bring the meat, I'd eat it.

Wen Shu was angry and funny, pointed at it to keep it still, and ran to the kitchen quickly, and took out the free meat left for it.

Seeing that she really brought out the meat and went to the well, the fat-stealing bird spread its wings and rushed over.

The meal at noon, what the father and daughter ate was hearty and satisfying. Half of the pot of stewed rabbit meat was gone.

After dinner, Father Wen went back to his room for a lunch break, while Wen Shu went to the well to pick up the freshly peeled black rabbit skin.

This piece of rabbit skin was peeled off from the rabbit that the fat-stealing bird had just brought back. As for the one last night, because it was raw and the sky was dark, it was poked out early, so she gave it to her early in the morning. threw.

The one in my hand now, although there are still some gaps in the corners, but with the leather from yesterday and the bright sky at noon, it is still complete.Take it away, and make a muff for her father in winter, or gather a few more people to make a waist protector.

Thinking of tanning, she realized that she still had a piece of Meng Huai skin that was being tanned, and now five days had passed, and she didn't know what happened.

Although it was agreed with the old man to pick up the goods at the beginning of next month, it shouldn't be a problem to go and have a look at this time, and also take the rabbit skin there to cut it, so as to avoid the stench after a long time.

After making up her mind, she immediately found a bamboo basket by the well to put the rabbit skin on, then said hello to the fat-stealing bird and left the yard.

Two quarters of an hour later, when she turned into the dilapidated narrow alley again, the husband and wife were sitting by the door with bowls to eat.

Wen Shu took a closer look, but found that the bowls they were carrying were still gruel, and the porridge was also mixed with bran. The only thing better than last time was that there was white rice in it this time.

Seeing her coming, the old man hurriedly stood up, and said cautiously: "Little lady is here to get the leather. The leather has just been rubbed. If you want it to heal, you have to wait a few days."

"Weng Weng, don't worry, I'm not here to get the leather." Wen Shu waved his hand quickly, lifted the old clothes on the bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "I'm here to give the leather, this rabbit skin, please help me Nitrated."

The old man peels the most on weekdays is the rabbit skin, and it doesn't take much effort if he is familiar with it. Seeing this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, thank you for taking care of me, this skin is small, and it can be picked up in three days."

"I don't need it urgently, let's take it with the big one at the beginning of the month." After finishing speaking, he asked the old man how much it was and gave him the money.

The old man said that she had already paid a deposit last time, and this time the money can be settled together when the goods are picked up.Wen Shu stared at their bowls for a long time, but finally hesitantly asked them why they ate rice bran.

In her opinion, with the deposit she gave last time, the elders don't say how good it is to eat, but it is absolutely fine to eat steamed buns or pancakes until the end of the month, so why eat this kind of porridge mixed with bran.

The second elder was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled and said: "It's nothing to eat, it's enough for us to have this stutter when we're old."

Wen Shu frowned, and was about to say why he should treat himself badly when he has money, but before he could leave, there was a sudden sound of running in the alley, and then a seven or eight-year-old boy ran over with a book bag on his back, and shouted: " Grandma, Weng Weng."

"Hey, Shunzi is back from school, come quickly, Grandma in the pot made your favorite custard." The two elders smiled and waved to the boy.

Wen Shu saw that there was something else that he didn't understand. Of the two elders, one was blind and couldn't work, and the other had a cold business and could barely make ends meet.

However, it is better to have a grandson who is always at the knees than to live alone with the thoughts of the sons alone. After all, children are hope and sustenance.

(End of this chapter)