Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 94 Beat You Smiling Tiger! (2)
"Sister, what are you going to do delicious?"

After peeling the sweet potato leaves and stems, Huaiyun walked in and saw the flour and sweet potato slices in the wooden basin, and asked curiously.

While carefully peeling off the raw chicken fat from the pheasant bit by bit, Han Chulan replied: "You will find out in a while. Huaiyun, go to the fourth sister-in-law's house next door to borrow some green onions and add some Chopped green onions are more delicious."

Huaiyun nodded, turned around and left.

"Lan'er, this pheasant is quite fat, but the fat ones are more delicious." Seeing Han Chulan peeling the raw chicken fat, Li thought that Han Chulan thought the chicken was too fat and wanted to eat the raw chicken fat. It was a pity to throw away the oil, and couldn't help but say.

Han Chulan smiled faintly, "Mother, there are other uses for these raw chicken fats. You just help me set the fire. I'll cook something delicious for everyone tonight."

"Okay." Li Shi smiled narrowly.Lan'er is good at cooking, and everything she cooks is delicious.Both mother and son of the Ye family fell in love with Han Chulan's cooking skills, but Li's was not as good at showing it as Ye Qianze.

Ye Qianze and Huaizhen also wanted to help, but Han Chulan refused the two men and asked them to clean the chicken shed and rabbit shed in the yard.

"I'll do it myself." Huai really didn't want the master to do such dirty things.

Han Chulan took a moment to glance at him, Ye Qianze understood that the little lady wanted him to go with him, so he gave Han Chulan a soft look, and followed Huaizhen.

The little lady is so capable, as her husband-in-law, he has to become capable, so as not to suffer Yang Tingxuan's contemptuous eyes.

Yang Tingxuan didn't pursue the matter of the assassin in the Yang family. The county magistrate didn't understand the reason, but since the plaintiffs gave up, the case was dropped.The magistrate of the county was also worried that he would not be able to solve the case. After all, the assassin was an expert, and he might have left Qingshui County on the night of the incident.Coupled with the arrival of the uncle of the country, the magistrate of the county spent more time thinking about the purpose of the visit of the uncle of the country. Based on the mentality that one thing more is worse than one thing less, he is very satisfied that Yang Tingxuan will not pursue it.

Han Chulan peeled off the chicken fat from the pheasant, chopped the pheasant into pieces, and poured it into the pot to cook the chicken soup.

Mrs. Li borrowed a handful of scallions from the fourth sister-in-law's house, and Han Chulan washed the scallions, cut them into small pieces, and sprinkled them on the flour.

By the time the chicken soup was ready, the sky was completely dark.

The oil lamp was lit in the house, and the oil lamp was weak. Fortunately, there was a fire in the kitchen, which did not affect Han Chulan's cooking.

After the chicken soup is cooked, there is an empty pot to fry sweet potato cakes.

Han Chulan was once again thankful that she had added a lot of things needed for daily life at home, otherwise, with the previous conditions of Ye's house, she really didn't have so many cooking pots for herself.

Pour a small bowl of raw chicken fat into the frying pan.After frying, Han Chulan added a little more lard, so that the oil in the pan was enough for her to fry sweet potato pancakes.

She brought the small wooden basin containing flour and sweet potato slices to the stove, put some sweet potato slices mixed with flour into the colander, and when the whole colander was covered with flour and sweet potato slices, she put the colander in to oil.

The oil is still not too much, and although this food is delicious, it will get angry if you eat too much, and the living conditions are limited, Han Chulan only fried a piece of sweet potato cake for everyone, of course, the big eater Ye Qianze is always an exception, Han Chulan fried two sweet potato pancakes for him.

Han Chulan is actually frying sweet potato cakes for the second time. When she was in middle school, a teacher's wife opened a small shop in the school. Every day when she had lunch and dinner, that teacher's wife would fry sweet potato cakes. They sold them for [-] cents each. For the students, Han Chulan saw her fry it like that once, and thought it was delicious, so she memorized the method, and then she made it once at home, but when she made it at home, she didn't eat a piece of it herself , was snatched up by relatives and friends, who told her that she would not choose a time to cook, and even made fried sweet potato pancakes on the second day of the Lunar New Year, which was the day when her married daughter returned to her natal home, her aunts, cousins They are all here, with so many children, where is there any sweet potato cake left for her, a big chef?

After frying the sweet potato leaves, today's dinner is ready.

The aroma of sweet potato cakes lingered in the room, luring everyone's gluttons. Ye Qianze almost followed Han Chulan around afterwards, wishing he could pick up a piece of sweet potato cakes and eat them right away.Even Huaizhen, who was always young and mature, couldn't help rubbing his hands in the kitchen, saying, "Sister, the sweet potato pancakes you made are delicious."

Han Chulan was sweating profusely.

While putting the fried sweet potato leaves into a small plate, she smiled, "Everyone, it's time to start the meal. Before the meal, wipe the table clean, and please wash your hands once."

The figures in the room began to move rapidly.

Only Ye Qianze brought the handkerchief and carefully wiped off Han Chulan's sweat. Han Chulan was stunned, and turned to look at him.

"Lan'er, thank you for your hard work." Ye Qianze said softly, the handkerchief in his hand wiped off the sweat on her forehead and face, his eyes were soft, his movements were soft, and his burning breath seemed to be warm. Ruowu blew on her face, and the thick warmth fell like a net, covering her.

"Thank you."

Han Chulan let him wipe her sweat away, and raised her head slightly, letting him wipe off the sweat from her neck as well.

After a while, there were seven bowls of sweet potato rice, one dish of fried sweet potato leaves, one bowl of pheasant soup for the others, and two bowls for Ye Qianze. The chicken legs were given to Grandpa Han and Grandma Han, because the chicken legs were smooth and delicious.Fried sweet potato pancakes, except for Ye Qianze who had an extra piece, everyone else got one too.Knowing that Ye Qianze can eat, no one else has any objections to Han Chulan's partiality.

This meal was the most sumptuous for Han Chulan.

So far, she has never properly cooked a dinner with a little more style.

"This cake is delicious."

Ye Qianze ate the most satisfyingly. He dared to say that Yang Tingxuan had never eaten this sweet potato cake. In the future, he would not let Yang Tingxuan have the opportunity to eat the sweet potato cake made by his family Lan'er.

After the meal, Han Chulan let Huaiyun rush to wash the dishes. She went to the yard and pulled the bamboo she had cut to build the rabbit shed to the door of the house. Weaving dung skip baskets and other agricultural products.

"Lan'er." Ye Qianze reached out and grabbed the knife in her hand, persuading: "You have been tired all day, go to bed early, and do these things tomorrow." From the moment she woke up, she always Constantly busy.Ye Qianze's heart became more and more distressed. He wanted to replace her in everything, but he...

For the first time, Ye Qianze resented that he was not good at farm work. If he was good at farm work, his Lan'er would not have to work so hard.Before she was tired, he didn't feel anything, but now he was moved, seeing her tired, his heart was aching and painful, and he felt that he was useless as a husband-in-law, unable to give his wife a happy and stable life.

(End of this chapter)