Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 93 Beat You Smiling Tiger! (1)
"They're not tigers."

Han Chulan carefully put the injured pheasant into the bamboo cage, and asked Huaiyun to put the rabbit into the rabbit shed.

"Hey, this pheasant is dead. It's really useless. It's not dead from this injury. It is the strongest among all the chickens, but it can't bear this injury." Han Chulan found out that Ye Ye The pheasant that Qian Ze pinched to death, while muttering, turned his head and ordered Li Shi who came out: "Mother, boil the water and kill the chicken."

Dead can't be wasted. In ancient times, there was no such thing as avian flu. Han Chulan wanted to butcher a dead pheasant and cook chicken soup for the whole family.

As soon as Mrs. Li heard that there was meat to eat, she immediately responded with a smile: "Okay."

Even Grandpa Han and the old couple also laughed, showing a look of anticipation.

Mrs. Li turned around and went into the house to boil water, and Grandpa Han and the old couple also turned back into the house happily to help.

Seeing the look of anticipation on everyone's face, Han Chulan suddenly felt sad, feeling that she had treated the family badly, and hadn't given them meat for a long time.The family's expenses are high now, and most of her money is invested in the vegetable field. That is her greatest hope to realize her blueprint. Even if her grandparents have persuaded her, she still has to give it a try.She didn't have much money, so she became more frugal, thinking that it would be good to have sweet potato porridge, but she didn't think about everyone's nutrition.

Ye Qianze and Huaizhen came back from hunting so many hares and pheasants. It is okay for her to raise them, but it is not too much to kill one for everyone to add some nutrition, but she...

The right hand was suddenly held by a big hand with a little callus, it was Ye Qianze's hand.Before Han Chulan infiltrated the life of the Ye family, although Ye Qianze went to the back mountain to chop firewood every day, and also went to work in the fields with Li Shi, his hands were still white, slender, and tender. , like those pampered young masters.Now, under her influence, even if he chops wood, his palms will be full of blisters, but his hands have slowly grown a thin layer of calluses. If this continues, in the near future, his The big palms will be like hers, covered with thick calluses due to long-term labor.

Regarding this point, Han Chulan doesn't feel guilty. Ye Qianze needs experience, not only the experience of martial arts cultivation, but also the experience from reality and life, otherwise he can only be the one who is protected and doesn't know The sky is high and the ground is thick "greenhouse flowers".

The road Ye Qianze will take in the future, judging from the plot of the time-traveling novel, must be full of blood and rain. If he doesn't even have the ability to survive by himself, how can he ride the wind and waves?What are you talking about avenging your mother?Or something more important?

"Blue."

Ye Qianze said softly beside her: "You have paid too much for us not to be hungry, don't blame yourself. Everyone is satisfied with food, and I won't blame you for not giving us meat. "

Han Chulan looked up at him sideways, he saw her self-blame just now?
"Sooner or later, I will let you have meat for every meal."

Han Chulan said firmly.

Ye Qianze looked at her deeply and held her hand tightly.

Withdrawing her hand, Han Chulan turned and entered the room instead of "Qingqing me" with Ye Qianze.

Ye Qianze signaled Huaizhen to pick up the firewood and place it under the eaves, and he followed Han Chulan in.After Han Chulan entered the house, she saw Grandma Han was washing rice and preparing to cook porridge. Grandpa Han habitually took a few sweet potatoes and peeled off the skin, planning to cook sweet potato porridge.

"Grandma, add more rice, grandpa, add a few more sweet potatoes, and cook for dinner tonight." Han Chulan said lightly, then went to the kitchen basket to look, there was a basket of sweet potato leaves, the Ye Family is basically There is no vegetable growing. Mrs. Li had planted water spinach before, but it was not well taken care of. Fortunately, water spinach is easy to grow. Even if Mrs. Li did not take care of it well, she could still eat green vegetables.After taking in the Fu brothers and sisters, Huaiyun would often pick some sweet potato leaves and eat them as vegetables.

Han Chulan came out with a vegetable basket, went to the door and sat down, taking advantage of the afterglow in the sky, peeling the stem skin of the sweet potato leaves, the peeled sweet potato is delicious when boiled, it looks very tender , otherwise it is easy to ripen the leaves and the stems are still raw.

When Han Chulan said that he would cook sweet potato rice tonight, everyone was overjoyed again.

There is meat, vegetables, and rice, just like Chinese New Year.

Only Ye Qianze knew what kind of mood Han Chulan had when adding food to everyone.

He silently squatted down beside Han Chulan, helping Han Chulan peel the stems of sweet potato leaves.

After Huaiyun came in, Han Chulan asked her to peel the sweet potatoes and stems, while she got up and walked towards Grandpa Han, took the peeled sweet potatoes from Grandpa Han, and swayed them into the kitchen.

In addition to killing a pheasant, cooking sweet potato rice, and frying sweet potato leaves, Han Chulan also wanted to make one of her favorite foods when she was in middle school in the 21st century—fried sweet potato pancakes.

"Lan'er, the water is boiling."

It was only after Han Chulan washed the sweet potatoes that Mrs. Li saw that the water in the pot was boiling, and called Han Chulan.

Han Chulan hummed, put down the sweet potato for the time being, and went to pick up the strongest dead pheasant. The pheasant was dead and couldn't be blooded, but the meat color of uncut chickens and ducks was very ugly.Han Chulan touched the pheasant's body, it was not completely hardened, and it should still bleed a little.She took a knife and wiped it on the chicken's neck, and indeed a little blood flowed out.

Lift the pheasant upside down and try to let the blood that has not completely coagulated flow out.

The chicken blood only bleeds a little, and then it's gone.

Han Chulan was a little regretful, as early as when she found out that the pheasant was dead, it was only appropriate to smear the chicken's neck and bleed.However, even if the meat color is not good, it is still edible.Anyway, she wants to cook chicken soup, so it doesn't matter if the meat color is good or not.

I found a wooden basin, poured boiling water into the basin, Han Chulan put the pheasant into the basin, turned it over several times, and then picked up the pheasant after confirming it, she asked Mrs. Li: "Mom, what are you doing?" Can you pluck chicken feathers?"

"meeting."

Mrs. Li came over and plucked the feathers without saying a word.

With meat to eat, everyone seems to be very energetic.

After washing her hands, Han Chulan went to cut her sweet potatoes again, put some cut sweet potato slices into the rice, and cooked the sweet potato rice with the rice.Then she cut the remaining sweet potatoes into thin pieces, found a smaller wooden basin, cleaned the wooden basin, brought white flour, poured some flour into the basin, Then mix the sweet potato chips into the white flour, add some water, knead them, and sprinkle some salt, so that you don't need to add salt when frying.

After a while, the flour and sweet potatoes became one.

After Mrs. Li has plucked the chicken feathers, she won't be able to do the work of breaking the intestines. This has to be done by Han Chulan.Han Chulan doesn't intend to let Mrs. Li do such a thing. She needs a lot of oil to fry sweet potato cakes. The oil at home can't be used to fry sweet potato cakes. She sees that this pheasant is one of many pheasants. The strongest one must have a lot of fat in her body. She plans to peel off the raw chicken fat when opening the pheasant's belly, fry the chicken fat and then add some home oil, then Can fry her sweet potato pancakes.

(End of this chapter)