Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 42
"Thank you Doudou for protecting your mother, mother is very happy." Feng Yao didn't want to disappoint Doudou's sincerity, so she knelt down and patted Doudou's head.About the little fox biting, I can't be anxious for a while, and I will teach it slowly in the future.

Doudou straightened her chest immediately after being praised like this: "When I grow up, I will not let anyone bully my mother!"

"So cute." Feng Yao's heart softened, and the thought of supporting Doudou to grow up happily and worry-free became more profound.

It was already noon at this moment, and it would have been time to have dinner in the past, but because of the arrival of Shen Yunzhi and Wuji, the two of them have not lit a fire to cook until now.Feeling guilty, Feng Yao stroked Doudou's head and said, "Is Doudou hungry? Wait a minute, mother will cook right away."

When I went up the mountain to pick star anise today, I picked some fungus and mushrooms along the way.Just wash it at this time, and make scrambled eggs with fungus.Feng Yao took a few fungus, and then dried the remaining fungus and mushrooms on the window sill.Then he brought the firewood he had chopped not long ago from outside the yard, and started cooking.

Doudou hugged the little fox and squatted aside to watch Feng Yao cook.Looking at the black fungus, I was not very happy.His mother had cooked this for him before, but it had no taste, it was as unpalatable as snot.

So, when the delicious scrambled eggs with fungus came out of the pan, Doudou did not cheer as usual.He ate the rice with his head down, occasionally picked up an egg with chopsticks, and didn't move the fungus.

Feng Yao soon found out, but thought Doudou looked at the black fungus and was not beautiful, so she persuaded him: "Try this, Doudou, although it doesn't look good, it tastes good when you eat it. .”

Doudou raised her head, looked at Feng Yao's encouraging eyes, her face was bitter.However, I have to listen to my mother's words.With this in mind, Doudou stretched out her chopsticks and picked up the smallest piece of fungus, stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it.Unexpectedly, the sweet taste spread in the mouth, and I was a little surprised.

"Is it delicious? Another piece?" Feng Yao encouraged with a smile.Fungus is very nourishing, and eating it is good for the body.Doudou is too young to develop the habit of picky eaters.

Doudou took another piece, chewed it seriously this time and swallowed it, but frowned, and asked very distressed: "Why is it delicious?"

Obviously, his mother cooked it for him in the past, and it was very unpalatable?
Feng Yao froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that Doudou had eaten fungus before.Whenever the family's food was taken away by Mrs. Zhu and there was nothing to satisfy her hunger, Mrs. Feng would pick some fungus and boil them in water for Doudou to eat.There is no smell of oil, no salty taste of salt, what's the point of eating crunchy?Children, especially, are most annoyed by such tasteless food.

However, you can take this opportunity to teach Doudou: "In the past, it was not delicious when boiled with water, but today it is delicious when fried with oil. Does Doudou feel strange? This shows a truth. Different things, if you treat them with different attitudes It’s different, and the results are different.”

Doudou seems to understand but does not understand.

Feng Yao took the opportunity to say again: "For example, Xiaobai, it can bite people, does Doudou feel that it is so powerful? If Xiaobai bites a bad person, then it is a meritorious deed, which is a good thing. However, if Xiaobai is not careful Isn't it wrong to bite a good person?"

Doudou lowered her head and said sullenly: "Mother said, Uncle Bingkuai is a good person, Xiaobai shouldn't bite him?" In his arms, at an angle that the two of them couldn't see, the little fox rolled his eyes, with a look of disdain .

Feng Yao smiled slightly: "To Mother, Uncle Bing Cube taught her martial arts, so he is a good person. But to Xiao Bai, Uncle Bing Cube hurt it first, so he is a bad person."

Squeak?The little fox raised his paw and touched his furry ears. The little master's mother seems to know a lot?Before its mother was shot to death by Wuji, she also said many unfathomable words to it.

Doudou is only a little over three years old, so she doesn't quite understand such dialectical issues.However, what my mother said must be reasonable, so I took it seriously in my heart, and one day he will understand.She nodded obediently, and said, "Mother, Doudou won't let Xiaobai bite again."

After dinner, Feng Yao asked Doudou to play in the yard, while she swept an open space and cleared out all the star anises picked in the morning.The bad and immature ones are picked out and discarded, and the others are spread on the ground to dry.

Then, looking at the basin with snails at the door, he couldn't help laughing.I saw that the bottom of the basin was very clean, without any silt. Obviously, after four or five days of feeding with clean water, all the dirt in the snail's stomach was vomited out.

Squatting on the ground, holding a handful of snails in both hands, rubbing them vigorously.The snail's body was covered with green moss, and Feng Yao spent a lot of effort cleaning them off.Then recalling the seasonings at home, I planned to make the simplest fried snails first.

Take the scissors from the house, first cut off a section of the tail of the snail, and then pour it into clean water to rinse.After cleaning, put it in a bamboo basket, bring it into the house and place it next to the stove, and let it drain the water by itself.

Walking to the corner, I picked up two green onions, a small piece of ginger, and half a head of garlic, peeled and washed them all.Then cut the scallions into sections, and the ginger and garlic into cubes. After finishing these, Feng Yao sat down by the stove, gathered the firewood, and started to light the fire.

After a while, the pot heated up, Feng Yao got up and scooped half a spoonful of oil into the pot, waited for white smoke to float from the oil surface at the bottom of the pot, then poured the onion, ginger, and garlic that had just been cut into the oil, and started Stir fry together.

Bursts of fragrance came from the pot, from light to strong.When the fire was almost ready, Feng Yao picked up the bamboo basket with one hand and poured all the snails inside into the pot.The snail with a little water stain rolled into the oil, and the moment the oil and water came into contact, it made a "sizzling" sound.Holding a shovel in one hand, Feng Yao kept stirring, with anticipation rising in her heart.

The spatula stir-fried the snails, making a "crash clatter" sound.A strong fire was burning under the stove, and soon a unique fragrance came out of the pot.Doudou, who was playing with Xiaobai in the yard, couldn't help standing at the door and poking her head in: "Mother, it smells so good!"

Feng Yao raised her sleeves to wipe off the sweat from her forehead, she turned her head with a smile and said, "It's almost ready, Doudou will play for a while, and mother will call you when it's cooked."

After stir-frying for half an hour, the lids on the mouth of the snails fell off one after another.Fengyao added sugar, fine salt and soy sauce, turned the spatula to stir well, then added half a bowl of boiling water, covered the pot, and finally added a handful of firewood.

About half a quarter of an hour later, I wrapped my hands in a cage and lifted the lid of the pot. Suddenly, the fragrant umami smell floated out of the pot, making my mouth water.

"Doudou, come into the house!" Feng Yao filled out a small half bowl, put it on the table, and called Doudou.

As soon as the words fell, Doudou ran in with the little fox in her arms: "Mother, what is this delicious?"

Recently, my mother always buys some good things that I have never eaten before. Doudou is so happy in her heart that she just feels like a dream.If this is a dream, please don't wake up, looking up at Fengyao in a daze, the powerful and beautiful mother, Doudou thought vaguely in her heart.

"What are you looking at me for? Sit down soon?" Feng Yao smiled and nodded his forehead.He picked up a snail that was still hot, blew it, put it into his mouth and sucked it slightly, and the snail meat fell into his mouth immediately.Salty, fresh, the meat is chewy and smooth, very delicious.

Feng Yao picked up another one, blew it cool and fed it to Doudou's mouth: "Doudo, suck it, eat the meat inside the snail shell."

Doudou held the snail in his mouth and sucked it vigorously, but he couldn't suck it out, and his big black eyes were filled with tears: "Mother, I can't suck it out."

"Puchi!" Feng Yao couldn't help laughing, seeing his pitiful appearance, she had no choice but to get up and take out an embroidery needle from the sewing basket.Sit back at the table, pick up a snail, pick out the snail meat inside, and feed it to Doudou: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Doudou chewed the snail meat, her small mouth was moving, and her pink cheeks were unspeakably cute.He chewed for a while and swallowed it, then nodded vigorously: "It's delicious! Mom, Doudou still wants to eat it!"

"As long as Doudou likes to eat." Feng Yao took another bowl, picked out the snail meat with the tip of a needle, and put it in.She moved very quickly, and in a short while, half a bowl of snail meat was picked out.Doudou's heart is sincere, and Fengyao only picks one snail at a time, so she only pinches a piece of snail meat to eat at a time.In Feng Yao's eyes, she couldn't help but smile.

After eating half a bowl of snails, Feng Yao began to interview the first little diner: "Doudou, do you like it?"

"I like it!" Doudou licked the corner of his mouth eagerly, and his eyes drifted into the pot from time to time: "Mother, your cooking is so delicious!"

Feng Yao couldn't help laughing, although she is not a chef, she is a real foodie.When there was no task in the previous life, I had to search for delicious food with my best friend, and then learn to make it.Over time, he has practiced a little cooking skills.It may not be good to deal with noble people, but it is more than enough to deal with children like Doudou.

"Let's send a bowl to my aunt and the others, okay?" Feng Yao planned to sell this snail meat as a dish.It's not enough to just like Doudou, Feng Yao hopes that adults, children, men and women will like to eat it.And, it would be great if you can get suggestions for improvement.After all, the tastes of people in this era are different from those of modern people.

Doudou didn't answer right away, she rolled her eyes, but ran to the stove and looked over by the edge of the pot.Seeing that there were at least two bowls of snails in the pot, he ran back and said to Feng Yao, "Okay, mother, let's send a bowl to my aunt's house."

"Little ghost head!" Feng Yao smiled and nodded his nose, picked up the bowl from the table, put a bowl of snails into the basket, covered it with a layer of cloth, and waved to Doudou: "You are here Eat at home, or with mother?"

Doudou looked between Fengyao and the snail in the pot, hesitated for a while, and then made a decision: "I will go with mother." Children are always showing off, and Doudou saw that mother changed. He is so powerful, I really want to see in my heart, do brother Furui and sister Qiaoer envy him for having such a powerful mother?

After tying the door of the house, Feng Yao carried the basket in one hand and led Doudou in the other, and went to the east of the village.

It only rained yesterday, and today the fields are so muddy that it is impossible to plant a foot, so most of the villagers did not go to the fields.Along the way, Fengyao met many villagers, and when they got close, they nodded and said hello: "Sister-in-law three, brother six, aunt seven..."

Unexpectedly, when these people saw her, they either turned their heads to avoid her, or pretended not to see her, at most saying "um" and "ah" in a perfunctory manner.Feng Yao paid attention in her heart, but still greeted everyone as soon as she saw her.

"Ah, Feng, where are you going?" Zheng's sister-in-law was sewing clothes in front of the door, and when she saw Feng Yao passing by, she raised her head and called out: "What is this for? A few roads away, the scent is coming in." I got it in my nose."

(End of this chapter)