A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 337
After a while, several people in the Qing Dynasty sorted the rice and chaff.

Jiang Qing leaned over and grabbed a handful of white rice. Although there were some broken rice husks, it was not bad.

Let the grass pour the rice into the bamboo mat and scrub it. After repeated picking, it is ready to be stewed in a clay pot on the stove.For the first time, Jiang Qing didn't plan to cook a lot of rice with much fanfare, about two-thirds of the amount in a clay pot, which is about the same.

"That's enough?" Qing stared at the clay pot on the stove with wide eyes.

Jiang Qing took the wooden lid carefully, closed it, and surrounded it with leaves to prevent air leakage. After finishing it carefully, she turned around and said: "Braising rice is easier than making pasta, and it doesn't need to be so troublesome. In this way That's enough. You can eat delicious white rice later, mother, it's time to prepare the stir-fry..."

After all, put the washed white radish on the cutting board, cut it into pieces, and prepare it for stewing beef later.She also asked Snake Princess to wash and peel the potatoes. With the development of Taoyuan, the life of the tribe is completely different every day and is thriving.

Jiang Qing made two cuts with the bone knife, and the bone knife was snatched away, "Sit next to me and say, just me and Cao will do it here."

"Okay." Jiang Qing nodded with a smile, didn't force her, looked at Lang Rui's gluttonous appearance, asked Lang Mo to cut a piece of beef cattle the size of a palm and marinate it, and put it next to the fire, intending to reward Lang Rui with some benefits first. .After all, it takes an hour or two to eat, so it's good to eat something to pad your stomach first.

Outside, Lang Mo and Chi Jiu dismembered the bison in twos and threes, and cut off the part to be used at noon. The remaining Lang Mo marinated according to Jiang Qing's method, intending to make some dried beef.Jiang Qing likes to eat beef very much, so Lang Mo often hoards a lot of beef.

Jiang Qing sat and shared the barbecue with Lang Rui.

Here, Qing Hecao moved neatly, ready to start cooking.

Looking at the earthenware pots on the stove, Jiang Qing missed the iron pot very much. If an iron pot can be made, it will be more convenient for cooking.Unfortunately, coal was not found. If coal could be found, ironmaking would be much easier.

Iron ore has a high melting point. Ordinary methods, not to mention iron smelting, can't even melt iron ore, let alone forging iron to make iron tools.

After handling all the bison, Wolf Mott spared a hind leg and put it in the cellar.The cellar under the cliff behind the house is very deep, and it is very cool inside.If it wasn't for the pool, Jiang Qing was really worried that it would freeze inside, even if it was a hot day, it would feel too cold to go in.

It was usually hot, so Jiang Qing didn't want to go to the cellar to cool off.

Too cold, feeling chilly, uncomfortable.However, it is convenient for storing things.Qing looked at the spaciousness of the cellar, and stuffed things into it.Although the cellar in his house is spacious, it is not as easy to use as the one behind Jiang Qing's house.

Put it in another place, put this fresh meat in, I'm afraid it will have a taste in less than half a day.But this cellar doesn't, the temperature inside is much lower than outside, like a natural cold storage.There is a lot of fresh meat in it, which is too much to be eaten by others from the tribe.

It is placed against the deepest mountain wall, and when you take it out, you can still see the air-conditioning above it, which is better than the well under the big elm tree in front of the house.Let Qing and the others bluff, saying that Jiang Qing is lucky.

Busy, a scent of rice filled the whole kitchen.

For a moment, everyone was taken aback, and they turned their heads to look at the stove next to the bathroom, no, it should be the clay pot on the stove.This scent is coming out of that clay pot, it is very special, just smelling it makes me feel hungry.

Lang Mo came over and asked, "Is the food ready?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon." Jiang Qing smiled, got up and handed the wooden spoon to Lang Mo, and said, "Mo, take off the wooden lid and stir the rice in the clay pot, so as not to burn the bottom."

A clay pot is not a pressure cooker, so it needs to be stirred a few times with a wooden spoon to avoid burning the bottom or undercooking.Seeing that the rice was almost cooked, he asked Lang Mo to turn off the heat a bit, so as not to burn too much.In this room, Jiang Qing was stirring the earthen pot on the fire rack, which contained beef and radish soup. It looked clear and bland, but it smelled very good.

Qing had finished frying the other dishes, and at the moment, was busy making the final boiled beef.

Jiang Qing had already told Lang Mo to turn off the stove where the rice was stewed, and he was ready to eat when Qing's last dish was on the table.Jiang Qing played Lang Rui and asked Lang Lie and Uncle Feng to come over for dinner. The two were obsessed with making bows and crossbows, and they were so busy that they even forgot to eat.

If it weren't for Youqing and the others staring at them, forgetting to eat and sleep, they might faint from hunger.

Let Jiang Qing thoroughly see the spirit of a scientific madman!

"You're hungry! Drink the soup first..." Lang Mo served Jiang Qing a bowl of beef and radish soup, and motioned Jiang Qing to eat first.Next to him, Lang Rui stretched his neck, swallowed hard, looked at Jiang Qing pitifully, and turned to look at Lang Mo from time to time.

Lang Mo's face darkened, and he scolded: "If you want to drink it yourself, do you still want me to serve it for you?" As soon as the words fell, Lang Rui climbed off the chair and went straight to the kitchen with his small bowl.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and looked at Lang Mo, looked at his indifferent appearance, and said with a smile: "You can't serve him a bowl, can he make soup by himself like that?"

Fortunately, Cao will share the soup in the kitchen, looking at Lang Rui holding the small bowl, smiling and knowing what's going on without asking.He took his small bowl, filled him with half a bowl, and told him to walk slowly.

Lang Mo said softly: "The grass is in the kitchen, there is no need for Lang Rui to serve the soup by himself."

"Well! The rice should be cooked, you can take off the wooden cover." Jiang Qing said.

On a hot day, there is no need to eat hot food, otherwise it will burn your mouth.

Looking at a large table of delicious dishes, the stomachs of the people sitting at the table kept growling.Chi Jiu stretched his neck to look in the direction of the courtyard gate, glanced at Lang Rui and asked, "Lang Rui, did you really tell Uncle Lang and Uncle Feng that they came back for dinner? Haven't seen anyone for so long?"

Lang Rui ate the radish, sipped the soup, nodded and said, "I said it, father and the others said they would be back later, and they said it was a surprise for sister-in-law."

"What surprise?" Lang Mo said in a deep voice, and filled Jiang Qing with a bowl of rice, which was crystal clear and distinct.Just looking at it made me feel very appetizing. When I was in the kitchen, Lang Mo secretly tasted the rice, and his face was full of aftertaste.

No, I just filled Jiang Qing with a bowl of rice.He took the beef and radish soup in front of him and finished it in two or three sips, and went straight to the kitchen to prepare the meal. Seeing Langmo's move, She Ji and the others did not need to teach him, but followed suit.

Why is that posture so bold and unrestrained?
Qing walked into the living room with the last boiled beef, and there was a bowl of beef and radish soup and a large bowl of white rice in front of him.The others lowered their heads, busy eating what was on their lips, and didn't even have time to say hello.

Qing looked around the courtyard, frowned, thought for a second, and sat down neatly to eat.Who made Lang Lie and the two of them procrastinate, so inactive about eating, they deserve it if they don't have to eat later!

As soon as he was seated, there was the sound of eager footsteps outside.

"Jiang Qing, look at the gift I brought you..." Lang Lie said loudly, and Hefeng walked into the living room.

Everyone was busy eating, waved their hands, and didn't even bother to say anything.

Lang Lie and Feng were stunned, sniffing the tempting fragrance, quickly put down the things in their hands, and joined the battle, lest they would fall behind by half a step.

(End of this chapter)