The leisurely life of rebirth.

Brother Yu and the three of them were crazy enough, they ran up to Fang Monan with chickens, ducks and fish in their mouths, looking at Fang Monan expectantly.

"Hey! The three of you are really good! You can't eat raw!" Fang Monan scolded them with a smile, and really regarded her as a cook. "Not now, you have to wait a while."

The three little guys let go of their mouths regretfully, fluttered their wings twice, and ran away.

The fish on Big Leaf's paws seem to be bigger than it. I don't know how it was transported from the reservoir.

It seems that this fish is exhaling a lot of air and not inhaling enough air, and it will die soon, even if it is thrown into the water, it will not survive.The big leaves are good, they ate them raw, and patted their stomachs with satisfaction after eating, with a satisfied expression on their faces. [

"You bastard!" Fang Monan laughed and shook his head.

Brother Yu also let go of the wild duck he was holding in his mouth, and as soon as he escaped from the eagle's beak, the wild duck fled away as if flying.

"Hehe... This morning is really lively." Mr. Lin smiled, "It seems that Brother Yu brought back by Nan Nanxin is also a little clever ghost."

"Good morning! Grandpa."

"Good morning! Old man." Fang Monan and He Junyao said together.

"Okay! You guys just finished shoveling the snow." Mr. Lin asked seeing the two of them holding the shovel.

"That's right! We shoveled all the way to the top of the mountain." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"Really, I didn't say to take a rest just after I came back." Mr. Lin said distressedly.

"Hee hee...how can you be so squeamish, besides, shoveling snow is not just exercise, it's morning exercise." Fang Mo Nanyu said coquettishly with a smile.

"You..." Mr. Lin smiled dotingly.

"Where's my grandma!" Fang Monan raised his eyes and asked.

"It's making breakfast!" Mr. Lin said with a smile.

"Then grandpa continues to walk, let's go down first." After Fang Monan said, he waved to Mr. Lin, and walked down the mountain to the big kitchen.

After He Junyao and Brother Yu bid farewell to the old man, they followed closely behind and walked down together.

"This child." Mr. Lin shook his head and laughed, never idle for a moment.

"Let's go!" Mr. Lin called Big Ye Zi and Little Hui to patrol the mountain.

"What does grandma have for breakfast?" Fang Monan entered the big kitchen and asked.

"What else can I have for breakfast? Porridge and side dishes! We have always eaten like this, it's not good to eat too greasy in the morning!" Grandma laughed. "If you want to eat something good, make something delicious for lunch."

"Grandma is right!" Fang Monan nodded in agreement. "It is not advisable to eat too much fried food for breakfast, such as fried dough sticks, oil cakes, and fried cakes. Although the feeling of fullness will be more obvious after eating, but due to the intake of too much fat and cholesterol, the digestion time is too long, and the blood will easily accumulate for a long time. Digestive system, resulting in reduced blood flow to the brain, may make a person feel unable to concentrate throughout the morning.” [

Grandma said again with a smile. "Eating breakfast together in the morning may damage the stomach. When the human body sleeps at night, most of the body's organs are rested, but the digestive organs are very special. Because they have to digest the food left in the stomach during dinner, they only start in the early morning Entering the state of rest, if breakfast is too early, the digestive organs will not have time to rest, and it will definitely not be good for the body if it goes on for a long time." She smiled and said again. "I get up early now, and I usually drink a glass of warm water after getting up to clean my stomach."

"Ah! When did grandma start to pay attention to health preservation." Fang Monan joked.

"Health and longevity! Only in this way can I spend more time with you!" Grandma said.

"Don't worry! You will live to be a hundred years old!" With Fang Monan's current practice of physiognomy, this is not obvious.

Fang Monan started to clean up the crabs that had already been handled briefly with his hands.

Grandma counted the days until Fang Monan's return, prepared the ingredients early, and fished out the crabs from the reservoir without washing them with water.Put it into a clean jar, add two cracked eggs with brown rice, and sprinkle two handfuls of black sesame seeds to submerge the crab cover.Then cover the mouth of the tank with cotton cloth to allow the air to circulate, but not to allow the crabs to see the sun. Take it out after about 3 days, because the crabs have absorbed the nutrients in the rice and eggs.The crab belly is strong and plump, and the weight increases significantly.It tastes fat and delicious.

Seeing Fang Monan take out the pork, He Junyao said, "I'll mince the meat!"

Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

"Underestimate people." He Junyao washed his hands, took the pork and picked up the kitchen knife and put it on the chopping board.

"The posture is good! The sword skills are also good." Fang Monan nodded and teased.To be honest, although I don't like to go to the kitchen often, I am definitely not a master who does not work hard and does not distinguish five grains. He even shaved all the white strands in the pork.

"You child, how can you let the guests chop it! Let me do it! The water is not boiling yet!" Grandma stretched out her hand and said.

"Okay! Grandma, he's done a good job, let him do it!" Fang Monan stopped him, she stuck out her tongue playfully, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

He Junyao glanced at her meaningfully, withdrew his eyes, and chopped pork seriously.

Fang Monan handled crabs skillfully, "Dangdangdang..." He Junyao chopped stuffing quite loudly.

Fang Monan took the minced pork he had chopped, and the minced crab meat he had prepared himself, and put lard in the pot to heat up, put in crab meat, crab roe, minced ginger and stir-fried the crab oil, mixed with minced meat, skin jelly, and soy sauce , cooking wine, etc. and mix it into stuffing.

"The water is boiling, I'll cook the porridge! How about grandma making soup dumplings!" Fang Monan said.

"Okay!" Grandma washed her hands, took out the noodles made last night from the basin, and started making soup dumplings.

"Dajun! Don't do it, let me do this!" Grandma watched He Junyao roll up his sleeves and said quickly.

"I also made buns in the army." He Junyao said in a deep voice.Every year during the New Year, if he is not on a mission, he will make dumplings with the soldiers, celebrate the festival together, and have fun with the soldiers.Although he sat there to bring more pressure to everyone, but he himself did not realize it.

So he thinks that the bag is not bad, if it is too ugly, it will damage his glorious image, although no one dares to laugh at him.

So grandma stopped talking, and handed the rolled slices to He Junyao to make soup dumplings, which was of a professional level.

Fang Monan puts the underwater rice and millet into the casserole and cooks porridge at a ratio of 2:1, which is the easiest to digest.This combination is very reasonable. Rice is easy to digest, harmonizes and nourishes the stomach, and millet is rich in nutrients and nourishes the organs. [

The general consensus of everyone is to cook porridge in cold water, but the real experts use boiling water to cook porridge. The experience of boiling porridge in cold water will not cause this phenomenon, and it saves time than cooking porridge in cold water .

Stir a few times when boiling the water in the pot, cover the pot and wait for 20 minutes to simmer, then start to stir continuously, and slowly stir in the same direction, until the rice turns into a fine and soft porridge.Continue for about 10 minutes until it is crispy and comes out of the pan.

After the porridge is cooked, there is a layer of fine, sticky, ointment-like substance floating on it, which is called "rice oil" in Chinese medicine, commonly known as porridge oil.Many people don't take it seriously. In fact, it has a strong nourishing effect, comparable to ginseng soup.The so-called porridge oil is obtained by cooking porridge from millet or rice.

Chinese medicine believes that millet and rice are sweet and flat in taste, and both have the functions of nourishing the middle and replenishing qi, strengthening the spleen and stomach.After the two are used to make porridge, a large part of the nutrition enters the soup. Among them, porridge oil is the most abundant, which is the essence of rice soup. Its nourishing power is no less than that of ginseng, rehmannia and other precious medicinal materials.

In the 4000-year history of China with written records, porridge has always been present.The text about porridge culture was first seen in Zhou Shu: The Yellow Emperor began to cook grains as porridge.

Su Dongpo, a great poet, once wrote a poem "Porridge Food": "Everyone in the world has been studying for a long time, but they don't realize that the years are in the present. I have Wanqiu's simple method, and only eat porridge to the gods." raised to a new level.

Congee is a very unique staple food. It is very inclusive. It is called porridge with whatever you put it in. Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, spinach and pork liver porridge, shrimp skin and ginkgo porridge, etc. are all contraindicated. All ingredients can be put into porridge.

And because of the porridge taste, it is easy to set off the taste of the ingredients themselves more vividly.

It is not difficult to cook porridge, but to cook delicious porridge, you must be patient, guard the pot, cook slowly, and pay attention to the heat.

The process of making porridge is simple, but it requires careful stirring and patient attention to make a delicate and soft porridge.In anything, you can only get good returns if you put in it seriously.

While Fang Monan was making the porridge, the soup dumplings made by grandma and He Junyao had already been steamed on another stove, which was as tall as a person, so scary!

"Just right! Dinner is ready!" Fang Monan turned off the fire and took the casserole with gloves on.

"Qingfeng! It's just in time! Move down the cage." He Junyao said.

After turning off the fire, the two big men moved the cage down together, "It smells so good!" Li Qingfeng took a deep breath and said.

"Finally, we can eat the breakfast made by Nan Nan again." Mr. Lin also sniffed his nose mischievously.

"Vera, Vikara, come in quickly and eat." Grandma beckoned.

The kitchen is big enough, and there are two tables, and grandma can't do it. Originally, there are few people on the farm in winter, and there are no consultations. Even if the grandson and granddaughter come, these two months are still deserted.

When Vera and Vikara arrived, it was supposed to be lively, but instead they became colder. The two of them were colder than the other, and they were immersed in doing things on the farm without saying much.

As for the dining table, the two of them kept their identities even more, so there were two tables.

Fang Monan took out pickled pickles, pickled eight-treasure vegetables, assorted pickles, sauerkraut, spicy cabbage, pickled potherb mustard, bacon slices, bacon slices, and white porridge from the storage room.

After shoveling snow all morning, everyone is hungry, so there is no nonsense, it is important to fill our stomachs.

"Hey! Where's the fat man!" Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hey! Here we come." The fat man hurried in, braked suddenly, and sat down at the dining table.

"You look like you came back from going out." Fang Monan asked after seeing him fully dressed.

"I went back to the factory last night." The fat man took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair behind him, "Hehe...hehe..."

"Why are you smirking? What's the fun?" Grandma asked with a smile.

"He! He made a special trip back early in the morning, and finally ate the food made by Nan Nan again." Mr. Lin scolded with a smile, "You boy!"

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Ask for pink, please.