Dumb farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 865 Fried Sticky Bean Bun
Jin Jiu nodded when he heard the words, "I guess he was exhausted, I think he fell asleep as soon as he lay down."

Hearing what Jin Jiu said, Pan An's haggard face instantly appeared in Ye Qingqing's mind.

No matter what else, Pan An was worried about their friendship that they came all night, it was worth a good meal for her.

Therefore, this day's breakfast has changed from the blandness of the past, and has become unusually rich.

The frozen pork ribs and pork belly took a piece to the kitchen to thaw, and then peeled potatoes and carrots to make fragrant pork belly, and a casserole of pork rib soup.

The spare ribs are placed in the casserole, and various ingredients are added. Slowly simmer on a low heat. After the ribs are rotten, put the carrots in and stew. You don’t need to taste it, just smell it , I feel that the beauty is not enough.

In addition to these two dishes, Ye Qingqing added scrambled eggs, plus a stir-fried cabbage, which was both meat and vegetable, so it wouldn't taste so greasy.

In addition, I boiled a pot of millet and red date porridge, steamed eggs for Jin Xueqing, and breakfast was complete.

While Ye Qingqing was busy with work, Jin Jiu had already gone to the next door to tell Ye Ying and the others about Pan An's arrival, so that Ye Ying didn't have to make breakfast and came over to eat together.

When Ye Ying came over, Ye Qingqing was almost busy.

Ye Ying glanced at it, clapped her hands and said, "I said, why do you feel that something is missing, girl Qing, you didn't make steamed buns!"

"what?"

Ye Qingqing was a little surprised, looked carefully, and found that she really didn't make steamed buns, she smiled a little embarrassedly, "If you are in a hurry, forget it, why don't you warm up some sticky bean buns?"

"That's okay, fry it with oil, it's also delicious."

After speaking, Ye Ying ran out and took out a dozen sticky bean buns from the big tank outside.

Heat the large pot with oil, and put the sticky bean buns in one by one.

The outside of the sticky bean bun is made of millet noodles, and the inside is filled with red bean paste. After putting it in the oil pan, it will start to sizzle after a while, and the aroma of millet and red beans will also waft out.

When the frying was almost done, Ye Ying used chopsticks to turn over one by one, and finally pressed each one with a shovel.

The originally round sticky bean buns became oblate after being pressed like this.

Burnt on both sides and tender in the middle, one bite will melt the tongue of anyone who eats it.

The sticky bean buns here haven't been cooked yet, and Ye Qingqing has already gone to get everyone ready to eat.

This food tastes good when it is eaten hot. If it is completely cooled, it will give people a feeling of being too greasy.

When Ye Qingqing and Ye Ying entered the main room with the food, they saw that Pan An was already sitting at the Eight Immortals table.

His eyes are still red, but his complexion is much better than before, it seems that sleeping for a while is still useful.

Seeing all the dishes being served on the table, Pan An's originally dull eyes gradually brightened, and he became energetic.

"Oh, it's such a hassle to cook such a rich meal so early in the morning."

While talking, Pan An picked up sticky bean buns with his chopsticks to eat.

As soon as the sweet and soft glutinous bean buns were put into his mouth, Pan An squinted his eyes comfortably after eating them.

In just a few bites, he swallowed a sticky bean bun.

Seeing the sweetness of his food, Ye Ying was also very happy, but she still said, "Don't just eat that, drink the pork rib soup first, to warm your stomach."

With that said, a bowl of soup was already served and handed over.

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