Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 115 Brother, you are really a genius

In the blink of an eye, the days passed in a lively manner, and before we knew it, it was New Year's Eve.

When the sky was still dark, Su Qingfeng was lying on the warm spring-like kang, sleeping so groggy that her tears were almost dripping from her eyes.

However, just when he fell into a dark dream, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

He opened his eyes slightly and found that the big quilt on his body was missing!
This time, his sleepiness suddenly woke up.

Opening his eyes wide, he saw his face occupying his entire field of vision.

Su Qingfeng's heart almost jumped to his throat. After finally calming down, he said in a resentful tone: "Mistress, it's so early in the morning. Why are you here with me if you don't sleep?"

"Qingfeng, why did you forget again? Our New Year's Eve dinner is at noon, and we stay up late to make dumplings in the evening. Come on, come on, this year's New Year's Eve dinner, I'm just waiting for you, the chef, to make a few hard dishes."

"My sister-in-law can't move this year, your mother is weak, and my second sister-in-law has just had an operation. Only your eldest sister-in-law can still move, but she is also inexperienced. She has been cooking for so many years, and her skills are only limited." That way! She’d better take care of cooking during the Chinese New Year.”

At the end, the little old lady was still a little proud, "Let me tell you, this New Year's Eve dinner for the old Su family would not be possible without you and me!"

These rapid-fire words finally woke Su Qingfeng up.

Almost forgot!

In the Northeast, many places have New Year's Eve dinner, which is eaten at noon.

It's not like he was in the south in his previous life, where he usually had New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

Thinking about the dishes she had planned before, Su Qingfeng simply put on her coat and got off the kang to prepare for cooking.

Although everyone's life is very tight these days, the sense of ritual of the festival is indispensable. In addition, the old Su family has the momentum of getting better and better this year, so they have to prepare two bowls of good food no matter what.

The first dish, without a doubt, is the old lady’s signature sauerkraut, white meat and blood sausage vermicelli.

Many ways of eating in Northeast China involve stewing.

It's like a goose stewed in an iron pot, a chicken stewed with mushrooms, or even a big stew.

Despite the mess, everything is stewed together, but it tastes surprisingly good.

Su Qingfeng looked at the rib meat hanging in the kitchen, thought for a while, and prepared to make a bowl of sweet and sour short ribs. This dish is equally popular in the south and the north.

However, there is still a long time before lunch time. If you cook it now, the sweet and sour short ribs will not be able to maintain the best taste.

Su Qingfeng followed the order of cooking the banquet and started to boil the brine first. He was going to brine some pig offal and vegetarian vegetables.

With the secret seasoning in hand, around dawn, the Su family was captivated by this mysterious and alluring aura.

As soon as the old man got up from the kang, he smelled the aroma of braised pork and knew it must have been made by Su Qingfeng.

In previous years, the old lady didn't have that much energy to make stewed soup.

Of course, she's not that good either.

Ji Qiu and Feng Xia stood at the crack of the door, their saliva almost dripping from their mouths.

But this greedy look did not impress the old lady at all.

She drove the two little girls away with a "hard heart" and saw the brine in the iron pot bubbling.

There is a honeycomb briquette stove next to it, which Su Siwei and Su Qingfeng specially brought back from the recycling bin and spent a lot of effort to repair it.

At that time, the little old lady was still a little distressed.

I feel that if you already have a pot and stove at home, there is no need to buy this thing.

As a result, today, both of them are cooking, and one iron pot is not enough. The old lady discovered the advantages of this briquette stove.
Now the briquettes below are burning, and in the earthen pot above, white meat and blood sausage vermicelli are simmering. The fragrance seems to gradually overflow with the faint aroma of fat as the bubbles burst.

The two little girls at home seemed extremely excited today.

They feel that this year is the best year they have ever had in their lives.

There is no need to be scolded at home, and there is no need to have enough to eat. The atmosphere at home is harmonious and harmonious, not as tense and cold as before.

Even the mother-in-law Feng Sufen's attitude towards them is not as cold as before. Although she is not caring all of a sudden, it is already very good for them.

After all, repairing a relationship is not something that can be done in a day or two. You have to take your time.

Ji Qiu and Feng Xia took a group of friends to play marbles in the yard.

At home, a group of adults worked diligently to clean the house. Maybe they were all used to the job and their hands and feet were very agile. The old dust in the corner was swept away.

The dust on the beams was also carefully swept.

The Kang at home was also carefully wiped clean, and even the dusty walls were covered tightly with newspapers by Su Siwei.

Speaking of which, this newspaper was also where Su Siwei bought it from the scrap collection station.

In his eyes, the purchasing station was clearly a treasure.

However, he has a lazy temper and is already exhausted after working for so long, not to mention that there is always a faint scent on the tip of his nose that tempts him.

Su Siwei was a big man, as if he had no bones, leaning against the door, "Son, when are you going to eat? I'm almost exhausted from working."

The old lady exposed him mercilessly, "Why are you tired? You are clearly lazy!"

Su Siwei sneered.

I still speak directly.

Hit the nail on the head.

……

yard.

Ji Qiu and Feng Xia happened to be taking advantage of the Chinese New Year. The adults easily stopped scolding the children and played wildly in the yard. It was surprising that in the middle of winter, there was a glistening trickle of sweat on their noses.

A few little boys were lying in the snowdrift with a few marbles on them.

They closed one eye and aimed at the farthest marble, as if aiming, slightly curled their fingers, then straightened their fingers and flicked out.

Biu~
But before the marble collided with the farthest one, the boys discovered that the farthest marble... was missing!

What? !

They were in a hurry.

This marble is not theirs, but Brother Qingfeng's. If they lose it, even if Brother Qingfeng doesn't blame them, he will be beaten up by his parents when he comes home!
With such an anxious mood, they raised their heads and saw a dirty little fat man with a runny nose, holding marbles in his hand, and an arrogant face, with his nostrils pointing upwards.

Hutou and the others hadn't even cursed yet, but the little fat man was the first to attack: "What do you mean? Why don't you play games with me? These marbles are so beautiful, I want them!"

What?
A group of children were confused.

They had long heard that the son of Wang Guihua's family was so pampered that he looked down on them, and Hutou and his friends were not willing to play with him.

If Brother Qingfeng hadn't said that men should stop gossiping behind their backs, they would have started gossiping behind their backs.

The golden egg of the Deng family didn't do well in school, and he put on more airs than anyone else.

I don’t know what I am so proud of every day.

But on the other side, Yiqiu and Fengxia were not happy.

"Those are fourth brother's marbles. How could you just steal them?"

The two girls shared the same hatred. They felt that Deng Xiaoya was not a good person, and her brother was even less good. It was not his, but he still had to steal it!
Ji Qiu is young, so she wasn't afraid of her breast before, let alone now, the fourth brother is the god in her heart. When she saw Jindan snatching the fourth brother's things, she immediately got angry.

He saw her trot up, stretched out her fist, and was ready to beat him.

Golden Egg was angry.How dare a girl dare to attack him?
Deng Xiaoya didn't even dare to treat him like this!
He is the only precious egg in the family!

Laidi stood aside and silently took out a slingshot and dug out a small stone from the ground. Seeing that Jin Dan was about to oppose her sister, she pulled up the slingshot and hit Jin Dan on the knee.

He heard Jin Dan cry out in pain and kneel directly on the ground.

Fortunately, it has snowed heavily in the past two days, and there is a thick layer of snow on the ground. It doesn't hurt much when I kneel on the ground.

If he knocks himself against a stone, I'm afraid he will cry out with his temper.

But even so, Jin Dan was still angry, and even looked at the glass beads in his hand.

Don’t you value these glass beads?
Since he can't get it, no one else wants it.

Thinking about it, he took out the slingshot that his mother had made for him and was about to smash it into Ji Qiu's eyes.

Su Qingfeng had been paying attention to the situation outside, and before he knew it, he had arrived in the small courtyard. Just before Jin Dan took action, he would teach this lawless naughty boy a lesson.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded.

"Deng Jincai, have you finished your winter vacation homework? If you haven't finished it, just play around here. Next time I will go to your house for a home visit."

Deng Jincai is the name of the Deng family’s golden eggs.

When Su Qingfeng saw it, his thoughts turned out to be true.

The one who came was Li Jing.

He really complied with what he said that day and brought his own food to Lao Su's house for a meal.

Li Jing used to work as a math teacher in a primary school.

When Deng Jincai was in school, he felt dizzy when he saw these things that looked like ghost drawings. He was naturally afraid of mathematics.

Not to mention facing Li Jing, a math teacher.

When Deng Jincai heard about the need for home visits and winter vacation homework, he felt extremely guilty. He still had the arrogance like a bully before.

He took one last look at the glass bead, gritted his teeth, threw the marble into the snow, and hurried away, home.

cut!
Aren't they just glass marbles?

When the time comes, he asks his brother-in-law to buy it for him.

Anyway, He Qianjin has a lot of money and doesn't care about this.

This little farce is finally over.

Li Jingxun thought, this naughty kid still doesn't have enough homework. He can even hit his eyes with marbles. He should show off his temper next time.

Thinking in his mind, he followed Su Qingfeng into the kitchen.

The large pot was burning in the kitchen, and the earthen pots on the briquette stove were bubbling. Li Jing felt that this place was as warm as spring.

Even the chill on his body has disappeared a lot.

Su Qingfeng shouted, "Nai, this is my friend, Li Jing. He won't be returning to the provincial capital this year. He's coming to have New Year's Eve dinner with us."

Su Qingfeng had already told the old lady about this.

The old lady still knows a lot.

Behind this little educated youth is the father of a big boss. Li Jing also contributed to Feng Sufen's problems.

Therefore, the old lady's attitude towards Li Jing was called gentle.

When she saw the fresh vegetables on the ground and a thick strip of pork belly, her smile became more sincere.

The old lady took Li Jing's hand and said, "What are you going to have for New Year's Eve dinner? Why don't you just stay and make dumplings with us tonight to watch the New Year's Eve? I'll give you a few more coins then, so I can ensure you have a smooth new year."

Li Jing didn't care whether it was true or false, but at least it sounded warm in his heart.

Seeing that the old lady was not joking, and he himself was not a coy person, he simply agreed.

So there was one more person working at home.

At noon, the New Year's Eve dinner was officially served on the table.

In the previous life, before the Chinese New Year, there were various activities to worship the Kitchen God. Even if Su Qingfeng didn't know the detailed customs here in the Northeast, he understood in his heart that in this special era, worshiping the Kitchen God Bodhisattva?

I'm afraid you are tired of living and want to eat shit.

Li Jing looked at the dishes on the table. If there weren't others around, he might not be able to suppress the secretion of his saliva.

Not to mention the pickled cabbage, white meat and blood sausage vermicelli, there are also the sweet and sour short ribs, which are fried in sugar and have a shiny color and a sweet and sour taste, as well as the ground pot chicken that Su Qingfeng cooked based on his past life experience.

Originally, we made Sixi meatballs, lion heads and the like based on the main dishes here in Northeast China, which looked festive and lively.

But when Su Qingfeng thought about it, something was wrong.

There are so many people in the family.

How many meatballs should be divided?
So he and his father took action early and ran around to buy and change. In the evening, the two of them got together to figure out how to do it, and finally came up with a pot that was a bit crude, but at least it could be heated while eating.

On both sides of the pot, there are pancakes made of white flour, filled with soup, and with thick oil and red sauce, the chicken pieces inside are chopped into even sizes, and the chicken skin is even more yellow. At first glance, it looks like a domestic chicken.

When you eat it, a piece of chicken and a mouthful of white flour pancake can make you look so beautiful.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that the old Su family has eaten this kind of dish.

Even Su Siwei was doing this for the first time.

The dish of ground pot chicken originated at the junction of northern Jiangsu and southern Shandong, and the Black Province is in the Northeast. In these days, it is strange that the Su family, who have never even been from the county, know this dish.

Only Li Jing knew a little bit about it, but in terms of the number of times he had eaten it, this was the first time he had tasted it.

Ji Qiu's mouth was full of oil after eating, and he began to praise his fourth brother every day. Ke Jin gave him the ecstasy soup, and his mouth was so sweet that he couldn't help it.

"Brother, you are so amazing. You can think of such dishes. Teacher Li can't even think of them."

Li Jing: ...

If he had heard a word from later generations, he would definitely say - refuse to step on.

No, this student is wilted.

Just praise her brother.

I still have to say a few words to hurt him!
What's wrong with not knowing how to cook? !
Li Jing was indignant and turned his anger into a foodie motivation. He picked up another piece of chicken and put the oily chicken skin into his mouth to chew.

Ah ~
really fragrant~
If only these days could be this beautiful every day, that would be great!
At the dinner table, Ji Qiu's little mouth was still chattering: "Brother, I think you are what the teacher said is a genius! Not only are you quick to read, but you are also... self-taught in cooking!"

Yo.

The little girl even picked up idioms.

But Su Qingfeng felt a little guilty.

Sister, you are wrong.

Your brother is not a genius, he is just an... ordinary wall hanging.

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