A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 850 Making Soup
She doesn't know how to recognize herbs, so she follows Qiu Ke to look for them, and she picks whichever Qiu Ke picks.It's just that sometimes some common herbs she picks are inevitably mixed with some similar weeds.

Qiu Ke patiently helped her pick out the weeds.

Houming Yanjun squatted under a tree and asked Qiu Ke, "Is this mushroom edible?"

Qiu Ke walked over to take a look, and saw several mushrooms growing at the foot of the tree.Not only at the foot of this tree, but also at the foot of other trees, some small and lovely mushroom heads sprang out from a layer of dead leaves here and there, looking fresh and tender.

Seeing the plain color of the mushroom, Qiu Ke picked another one and checked it with her hands, saying, "It's edible."

So later, when Qiu Ke was picking herbs, Ming Yanjun was basically picking mushrooms.

The villagers also picked up mushrooms in the baskets.

There are no crops in the field right now, and food is in short supply. Of course, we can't let go of fresh mushrooms.

We didn't stay on the mountain for too long, and the herbs we gathered were enough for the time being.

After going down the mountain, the women in the village hurriedly helped to wash the herbs. According to Qiuke's instructions, they found several large pots and boiled them in two or three categories.

One pot is used to dispel cold, another pot is used to prevent epidemics, and another pot is used to clear the house of disease.

Qiu Ke ordered the villagers not to eat any raw water or raw food, but everything to be eaten had to be boiled or scalded in boiling water before they could be eaten.

The bowls and chopsticks usually used by the villagers should also be put into the pot and boiled in boiling water.

A pot of medicinal soup to drive away the disease was boiled, and Qiu Ke asked the villagers to scoop it into the pot, and then brought it to each villager's house, starting from the house where the sick people stayed, dipped every tree branch that was sprinkled in the house. corner.

Then bowls of soup and medicine were served to the patients to drink.

People in the village who have not caught cold and are sick also drink anti-epidemic soup.

After the busy work subsided, it got dark and the villagers started busy making dinner again.

Whether it's the psychological effect or the decoction is effective, the dead atmosphere in the village has dissipated a lot, and everyone has something to do, so they don't have time to be so pessimistic.

After Mr. Mingyan helped boil the medicinal soup and distributed it, he began to clean up the mushrooms he picked up from the mountain.

The small mushrooms are soaked in clear water, and each mushroom head emerges, which looks very cute and juicy.

She washed it several times with water and put it on the makeshift stove. Looking at the simple kitchen utensils, she didn't know what to do.

A village woman next to her asked kindly: "Is the girl going to make mushroom soup for you?"

"mushroom soup?"

The village woman said with a smile: "When there is a lot of rain every year, the mushrooms grow the most in the mountains. People in our village like to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms and make mushroom soup. The soup is delicious and delicious. I'm sure you will like it." .”

Mr. Ming Yan was a little at a loss: "My lord?"

The village woman said: "Isn't it the doctor who came with you?"

Lord Mingyan said: "He is not my lord."

The village woman smiled and said nothing.

The two of them entered the village together, and they are so talented and beautiful, what is it if they are not young couples?The village women are a little shy when they only think of this little lady, which is quite normal.

Then Mr. Mingyan didn't say much, and planned to use the washed mushrooms to make soup.

It's just that when I was away from home in the past, I never had the opportunity to make soup. I basically hunted some prey and roasted it, and Qiu Ke took care of everything from cleaning to roasting.Not to mention when she was in the General's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion, it was never her turn to make soup with her own hands.

She doesn't know anything about cooking, but considering that the mushrooms are so fresh, the soup made by a novice like her shouldn't be too unpalatable.

There is nothing to eat in the village, so don't waste such good ingredients.

So Mr. Ming Yan added a fire to the stove, and boiled a ladle of water in the pot.

When Qiu Ke came out of the patient's house, she looked up and saw Mr. Mingyan at the temporary stove. The water in the pot was boiling and bubbling, and the rising white cloud covered her figure halfway. hazy.

She was pouring a pot of whole mushrooms into the pot with a splash, and stirring the pot solemnly with a spatula.

Qiu Ke: "..."

Seeing this, the village woman next to her rushed over to rescue her, and sighed, "Little lady, this mushroom soup is not made like this."

Ming Yanjun pointed to the pot and said: "There are mushrooms and soup here, isn't that how they are made?"

The village woman said: "The mushrooms are not easy to cook like this, and the soup is not fresh."

Ming Yanjun had no choice but to pick up the mushrooms again.Although it has been soaked in boiling water once, it can be used again.

Previously, the village woman saw that Mr. Mingyan was very determined and thought she would make it, so she didn't intervene. Now it seems that she still has to teach Mr. Mingyan how to make this mushroom soup.

The village woman said that the mushrooms should be sliced ​​first, stir-fried with some ginger slices and other ingredients in a pot, and after a certain heat, add water to cook.

Qiu Ke watched quietly for a while, he rarely saw her in a hurry, but she did it very seriously.There was a tenderness in his expression that he couldn't even detect.

The oil in the pot boiled, and Mr. Mingyan put the ingredients into the pot according to the steps given by the village woman, and there was a sizzling sound and oily smoke.

Ming Yanjun hastily reached into the pot with a spatula to stir it again, but his movements were quick, but his elbow accidentally touched the salt pot next to him. Seeing that a pot of salt was about to fall into the pot, suddenly He was firmly supported back by a hand coming from the side.

Ming Yanjun was stunned, and when he turned around, he happened to see Qiu Ke standing behind her.When he reached out to support the salt jar, he bent slightly, and she almost bumped into his face when she turned around.

Qiu Ke laughed and said, "He's reckless, he's not good at cooking. Let me do it."

"You know how to make soup?" Ming Yan asked.

Qiu Ke said, "A little bit."

Mr. Mingyan handed over the spatula to him. His actions were much more calm and orderly than hers. He also memorized the steps that the village woman said earlier, and followed the steps step by step without any mistakes.

Even the village women had to laugh from the sidelines and said, "It seems that Mr. Wang usually cooks a lot."

Before Qiu Ke could speak, Lord Ming Yan who was standing beside him said, "He doesn't usually do much, but he is very good and can do everything well."

Qiu Ke didn't know what kind of expression she should have, but obviously, Mr. Ming Yan didn't understand the deep meaning of the village woman's words, and instead she showed off a little bit of herself.

Of course the village woman would understand, and the smile on her face could not help but become more cordial, and said: "Young people have good relationships, and they are enviable."

Mr. Mingyan thought, what she said was not wrong, she and Qiu Ke grew up together, and it is an irrefutable fact that they have a good relationship.

The mushrooms in the pot were fragrant, so Qiu Ke added some water and added fire to the stove.

When the soup boils, the aroma is tangy.

(End of this chapter)