Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 68
"What kind of broken mobile phone do you dare to claim 500 million pixels?!"

Chen Xue was very depressed. Just now, she was enthusiastically discussing that she could get a bonus for providing news clues. In the end, maybe the distance was too far, and her hand could not be held steadily. White gold.

As for egrets, I couldn't tell what species they were, so Bai made her excited for a long time.

"What's the matter, didn't take a picture? Give it to me, I'll take a look!"

Meng Zhen took the phone, and sure enough, the picture was so unclear that it was almost impossible to identify what kind of bird it was.

"Oh, maybe the distance is too far away. This is my mobile phone, not a video camera!"

Meng Zhenxin said that it would be better not to take pictures. If outsiders know that there are egrets on her mountain, she doesn't know if they have plans for the birds, but her peaceful life will definitely be broken.At that time, her idea of ​​living in the mountains and forests will definitely not be realized.

"Forget it, let's go, I'm a little hungry after staying on the mountain for so long."

Since the video was unsuccessful and the prize money wasted, Chen Xue went down the mountain with Meng Zhen depressed.

"Okay, I'll make something delicious when I get home. Recently, I've been eating boxed lunches every day, so much so that I lose my appetite when I see the boxed lunches. It just so happens that you come today, and we'll improve our lives too!"

It was almost noon, and Meng Zhen remembered that she had not ordered meals for the workers of the construction team, and planned that the students who planted trees had left, and there were not many people eating, so she simply fried a few dishes and reheated some steamed buns. , not only save money, but also delicious.

Braised eggplant in soy sauce, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stewed chicken with potatoes, pork ears mixed with cucumber, and sliced ​​pork melon stew. With the help of Chen Xue, Meng Zhen quickly cooked a few dishes. They were all fried in a large wok. The taste is also good.

The dishes are super good, and the steamed buns on the steamer are also good.These are steamed by Meng Zhen himself, using the wheat he grows himself, the color is yellowish wheat color, but they are very big, the size of a 6-inch noodle bowl.

"Really, you steamed this yourself?!" Chen Xue helped put the dishes together, watching Meng Zhen use chopsticks to put the steamed buns one by one onto the bamboo basket covered with a clean white cloth.

"Yeah, try it. The authentic 'Lao Mian Mantou', the steamed buns are strong and delicious!" Meng Zhen put away the steamed buns for the workers, wrapped them in a white cloth, covered them with a basket, and gave them to Chen again. Xue broke off a small piece and handed it to her.

Chen Xue took the steaming steamed bun and took a small bite: "Well, it's not bad, it's better than the 'canned buns' bought on the street, and it's a bit sweeter!"

After speaking, Meng Zhen also ate a small piece of steamed bun that Meng Zhen handed her.

"It's delicious, hehe, when it was just out of the pot, Xiaojian didn't even have any food, so he ate two of them in one go!"

After the second aunt Meng brought the old noodles that day, Meng Zhen recalled the method taught by his grandmother, first knead the noodles, then add the old noodles, knead the noodles until firm, and put them aside to wait for them to be ready.

It’s hot now, and it can be placed anywhere. If it’s winter, the washbasin must be placed next to the stove, otherwise the dough will not rise at a low temperature.

"However, honey, why are these steamed buns square? I've seen steamed buns made by others, and they're all round like small mountain buns!"

After Chen Xue finished eating one piece, she broke off another piece. It tasted really good. This is the real steamed bun, not some steamed bun that was whitened with industrial alkali, but she was a little confused about the shape of the steamed bun she steamed.

"Hey, this isn't the first time I've done it, can't the dough knead?"

Meng Zhen was also a little embarrassed. She remembered that it was easy to watch grandma knead steamed buns when she was a child.Knead the risen dough into a large dough.The noodles should be kneaded well, the surface of the well-raised noodles is generally rough, and there will be small air bubbles inside. When kneading the noodles, the noodles must be smoothed, and the small air bubbles must be kneaded firmly, so that the steamed buns are layer by layer. Especially chewy.

After kneading the dough, cut the dough into three to five long strips, and then knead the long strips into dough balls one by one. There is no problem with these, but it is a bit difficult to knead the small balls into small steamed buns.

I remember that when I was still young, I just lay on the sidelines and watched my grandma knead with one hand, and finally a small steamed bun was formed with both hands.When I tried it myself, I found that no matter how much she kneaded, she couldn't get into shape.

In the end, I had no choice but to use the "lazy wife" method that my grandma despised, knead the jiaozi into long strips, and then cut them into small pieces with a knife, which is also what people often call "sliced ​​buns".The steamed buns cut with a knife will naturally become the current square shape after steaming.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, you can practice well by steaming a few more times, my dear, I am optimistic about you." Chen Xue helped put the dishes in the basket, and delivered meals to the workers on the mountain with Meng Zhen: "By the way, I'm going I also pack two for me when I was a child. Both Zhao Kai and I like to eat pasta. The flour you gave our family has no time to make dumplings, and I don’t know how to roll noodles by hand, so let me make pimple soup and noodles The flag is off."

"Okay, I steamed it in a big pot this time, and there are several at home. Honey, you don't know how to make noodles by hand. You can buy a small noodle machine. There should be one in the supermarket, and it's not expensive. Use The flour and noodles I gave, put the reconciled noodles directly inside, and the pressed noodles are fresh noodles, which taste much better than the hand-rolled noodles sold in supermarkets!"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it. Hehe, such a good noodle was wasted for nothing. My mother-in-law can tell you that she hasn't had this noodle for many years. The super-grade noodle and dumpling noodle bought outside are just white, but It tastes much worse and it's not healthy."

After lunch, Chen Xue is going back to the city. Zhao Kai has been on a business trip for several days, and it seems that he will be back this afternoon.Meng Zhen drove her back, just as she was going to the city to do some shopping.

When I was cooking at noon, I realized that the refrigerator was almost empty, so I barely used the leftover chicken and meat to cook. Zheng Jianxian went to Liujiaji to buy pig ears.If you don't buy more, you can only eat vegetables and eggs tomorrow.

After sending Chen Xue to the community, seeing her go upstairs with large and small bags of vegetables and fruits, Meng Zhen turned around and went to the supermarket in the urban area to make big purchases.Don't worry about meat, chicken legs, ribs, shrimp, and some vegetables that I didn't grow. I also bought some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and various seasonings. Shopping bags, large and small, filled a cart full.

After paying, she laboriously carried the bag to her car, opened the door, put the things on the passenger seat, and drove home.

Although Meng Zhen got her driver's license early, she didn't drive many times before buying a car, so she can still drive normally when she is in the suburbs. Don't pay attention to another accident.

The speed of the car was very slow. Meng Zhen turned on the stereo and put a CD he had carved into it.Some time ago, I watched a Thai drama "The Defendant of Love" on the Internet. This movie was rated as the most "small" TV series by netizens.

The online version is in Thai with Chinese subtitles. In the "Ka, ha" bird language, Meng Zhen finished watching it in two days. She didn't remember what the plot looked like, but she liked the theme song very much. There was no one for sale on the Internet, so she downloaded and engraved one herself, and often took it out to listen to when she had nothing to do.

"...I will never cry, because I am a brave girl..." The car drove slowly, out of the urban area, and onto Jianshe Avenue. Meng Zhen couldn't understand the lyrics, but that kind of music is highly contagious.

Alas, what is love? !After reading romance novels for so many years, I also imagined what my love would be like. In the end, her tolerance and concessions were exchanged for Liu Dong's betrayal. Dispensable performance.

Leftover women, let's leave it at that.Now we want a house and a house, a car and a car, and money and money. Men, if you have a fate, you want it, and if you don’t have a fate, you don’t force it.

Just as he was thinking, the car drove into the west area of ​​the city, turned into a small road, and was about to reach Zhoujiazhuang, when suddenly a bicycle appeared in front of it, and a boy in his twenties was sitting on the seat.

The cyclist seemed to be drunk, wandering crookedly on the road, Meng Zhen hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and squeaked——

"Oh, it hurts to death, my leg seems to be broken..."

The car stopped in time, and the two people on the bicycle fell to the ground. One hugged his legs and howled, and the other seemed to be fine. When he saw the car stopped, he quickly stood up, ran to the window and slammed on it.

Meng Zhen thought he had bumped into someone, his heart was beating wildly, and his hands were shaking a little.After a while, a young man with yellow hair slammed the window hard, cursing.

Meng Zhen settled down, opened the car door and walked out.

"Hey, how did you drive? Do you have long eyes? You hit my younger brother. Tell me, should you call the police or do it privately!"

Huang Mao walked up to Meng Zhen in a few steps, clamoring for Meng Zhen to be responsible.

Meng Zhen looked at the person lying on the ground who was yelling, the initial panic gradually calmed down, no, why was he just howling, but there was no blood.

And she stopped the car just before hitting them, so she probably didn't hit them.

She ignored Huang Mao's cursing, but first went to the "injured" to have a look. There was only mud on his body, without any blood, and although his expression was exaggerated, he didn't look like he was in unbearable pain.Looking at that little yellow hair again, there are more surprises and greed in his eyes - he met a fat sheep, a woman, and a rich man!
She came to her car again. The front of the car was as shiny as new without any scratches.Touch porcelain? !She watched a lot of TV and novels, but unexpectedly, she also ran into them.

"You said you were hit by me, why is there not even a scratch on my car, does my car have Qigong, can hit people through the air?!"

Meng Zhen looked at the person in front of him coldly, and said angrily.

"Hehe, you bumped into someone, and you dare to be so righteous? Let me tell you, there is no such thing in the western part of the city. Stop talking nonsense, you have to lose money, or leave the contents of the car!"

"Hmph, are you trying to rob?! Let me tell you, if I bumped into someone, we can call the police and let the police appraise it."

"What are you doing, blocking the road?!"

Wang Zhixing rode an old rickshaw full of young saplings...

(End of this chapter)