The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 144: The Second Sister-in-Law (1)
The word "Get out of the way" came out of Wei Changqu's mouth, his tone was aggravated, with a three-pointed momentum, it was almost an orderly tone.

Wei Changyan trembled in fright, and unconsciously let go of the hand blocking the way.

"Young Master Song, Daoist Qiu, let's go." Wei Changjue rolled his eyebrows, and with a smile on his face, he said to Qiu Lao, and Song Li learned from him.

"En." Song Lixue nodded slightly at Wei Changqu, then glanced at her.

He never thought that Wei Changqu, who looks weak on the outside, has such a strong side, such a woman is really interesting.

After Wei Changjue and the others walked for a while, Wei Changyan was still stuck in place. She stared sharply at Wei Changjue's back and stomped her feet fiercely. Meaning of jealousy.

When they reached the intersection, Wei Changjue looked at Zhao Dequan and said, "Uncle Village Chief, I delayed you a lot this morning and prevented you from going to work in the field. Changjue is really grateful, how about How about this, Uncle Village Chief, you go to my mountain temple to have breakfast this morning, you can have a glass of wine with Mr. Song, and you can have a chat with Taoist Qiu."

Zhao Dequan said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Song, Daoist Qiu rarely comes to Shili Village. I planned to invite the two of them to my house for breakfast this morning. Since you invited me first, uncle, I'd rather be respectful than obedience." . " Forget it, the food cooked by his mother-in-law, he also has a little bit of trouble entertaining distinguished guests.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Dequan ran home quickly to say hello, and then followed Wei Changqu up to the mountain temple.

Because Qin Shi mentioned yesterday that she wanted someone to come to help her check the Feng Shui of the homestead, Wei Changqu bought a lot of food in advance and kept it at home.

When she went out this morning, she specially told Jiang Shi not to rush to make breakfast, but to cook herself when she came back from work.

Zhao Dequan knew that the mountain temple was simple, and the three of them were living there temporarily, so they didn't buy furniture, tables, chairs and other things.

He said hello when he got home, saying that he would go to the mountain temple to accompany Song Lixue, Qiu Laodao to eat and drink, so he brought a small square table and a few chairs from home.

After returning to the mountain temple.

Jiang's has already steamed a pot of steamed buns.

The steamed buns I ate this morning were not ordinary white flour buns, but steamed buns with purple taro sandwich.

The method of sandwiched steamed buns was naturally taught to her by Wei Changqu in advance.

Because steaming steamed buns is time-consuming, Wei Changju was afraid that there would not be enough time in the morning, which would delay her going to Zuixiangfang to do errands. The method of making sandwich steamed buns is also simple, and Jiang can learn it by looking at it, so he simply taught her how to do it.

First, the purple taro is peeled and steamed over high heat.

Then mash the purple taro into purple taro puree, pour the purple taro puree into the white flour, slowly add water and knead the noodles, mix the purple taro puree and white flour evenly, and knead it into a purple dough.

After kneading the purple taro dough, knead another white dough.

After the two doughs are fermented and expanded, stack the two doughs together, use a rolling pin to roll into a wide skin, then roll up the wide skin, roll it into an arm-thick noodle stick, and finally use a kitchen knife to cut into noodle pieces one by one , Put it in the pot and steam it.

Several people entered the room, and by chance, Jiang just lifted the lid off the pot.

A burst of hot steam rose from the pot, filling the room with the aroma of steamed buns with purple taro sandwich.

Zhao Dequan smelled the tangy aroma, and his stomach suddenly felt a few times. He looked at Jiang Shi who was busy and said, "Ms. Changjue, your craftsmanship is very good. The fragrance that fills the room makes me want to smell it." Drooling."

These words are from Zhao Dequan's heart, think about the meals made by his mother-in-law, whether they are thick flour pancakes or boiled lumps, he eats them every day.

While busy, Jiang said: "Village Chief, please don't praise me like that. How can I do these things? This is what Chang Que taught me to do."

"Chang Qu is a capable child, Mrs. Chang, you have suffered a lot in the past few years, and from now on you can only enjoy the blessings of a daughter." Zhao Dequan said, and took the chair and led Qiu Laodao to sit aside and talk .

On the other hand, Song Lixue saw the colorful steamed buns in the pot, and couldn't help asking Wei Changju curiously: "Miss Wei, this pot is steamed with steamed buns, I've never eaten colorful steamed buns before."

Song Lixue has no other hobbies, the biggest hobby is being interested in various delicacies.

Seeing him staring at the steamed buns in the pot, Wei Changjue said with a smile, "This is a steamed bun with purple taro sandwich, Mr. Song, do you want to try one first?"

She doesn't pay attention to etiquette and etiquette, she eats as much as she wants, and when cooking, if Little Carrot is drooling while staring at him, she will give him something in advance as a snack.

But Song etiquette is different. He has a scholarly temperament, and when he is a guest in someone's house, the most important thing is etiquette.

He waved his hand at Wei Changqu, and said, "Thank you, Miss Wei, for your kindness. No need. When we have breakfast later, we can taste the delicacy of this steamed bun."

"Since that's the case, please come and sit aside for a while, Young Master Song." Wei Changqu didn't force it.

After the heat in the pot dissipated, Jiang took the steamed buns out of the pot, put them on a plate, and put them on the table first.

Little Luobotou saw that there were guests at home, her mother and elder sister were both busy, and they played very sensiblely by themselves.

Jiang's family lit a fire, and Wei Changjue cooked vegetables.

About half an hour later, Wei Changjue finally made breakfast, took the fried vegetables out of the pot, and served them on the table.

Jiang hurriedly prepared dishes, cups, and drinks.

Wei Changju cooked eight dishes in total, and they filled the table.

There are sweet and sour fish, braised pork ribs, fish-flavored eggplant, cabbage and meatball soup, steamed egg custard with hibiscus, fried lotus bamboo shoots in soy sauce, sliced ​​meat with pine wood mushrooms, and a plate of pot sticker dumplings.

Song Lixue and Qiu Laodao were not people who were short of money, so they didn't find it strange to see Wei Changzhu cooking this table, but Zhao Dequan was dumbfounded.

When the mother and daughter Wei Zhangqu brought the dishes to the table one by one, he stared straight at the sight.

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, this is something that can only be eaten in restaurants.

Even if it's New Year's Eve, who in the entire Shili Village is willing to eat such a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. The dishes are whole fish, eggs, and meat. It's a rarity, and it costs a tael of silver. Bar.

Wei Changju pulled out the cork, ready to pour wine for Song Lixue and others.

This is a bottle of Zhuyeqing that she bought in Zhishui Town yesterday.

After Zhao Dequan poured wine for Song Lixue, and when it was Taoist Qiu's turn, Wei Changqu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Taoist Qiu drink?"

Although Taoism does not taboo, but there are also some Taoists who do not eat meat or drink for the sake of self-cultivation.

Wei Changju was extremely considerate in his hospitality, Qiu Laodao replied: "The wine has passed through the intestines, why not drink it, thank you for your kind hospitality."

After pouring a glass of wine for Qiu Laodao, everyone began to eat breakfast happily.

(End of this chapter)