The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 183

It must be better to eat fresh pig blood, so after getting the pig blood, Song Ying got busy.

After much deliberation, I simply used pig blood to make two dishes.

One dish is pig blood and cabbage soup. This soup is very refreshing and suitable for the elderly.

Other pig blood is made into hot and sour pig blood.

Cut the pig's blood into pieces, grab some kimchi, and cut it into minced pieces for later use.

After the water in the pot is boiled dry and the pot is heated up, add lard and kimchi and stir fry.

Stir-fry some chopped kimchi first, stir-fry the hot and sour aroma inside, then add some bean paste, and then add pig blood.

Stir fry for a while, and then boil it.

When it's time to get out of the pot, pour sweet potato powder into it, the original soup becomes viscous, and then sprinkle chopped green onion and it's straight out of the pot.

In this way, the simple two dishes of pig's blood are made at this time.

Song Ying took some out of a bowl, put them in a food box, and handed them to Night Breeze.

"Night Breeze, when you come back, call the alcoholic grandpa over for dinner! I have something to tell him!"

Night Breeze nodded and wrote down what Song Ying explained.

Here, Song Ying and Qin Jie went to cook again.

After all, there are several people eating, and two dishes are definitely not enough.

Afterwards, Song Ying made a tiger skin pepper, a bacon and potato slices, then fried a shredded pork with cowpea, finally picked a few eggplants and steamed them, and made a spicy eggplant salad.

A large table of dishes was put on the table, and it was almost time for dinner.

Qin Jie went to ask Qin Fei to get up for dinner, and Night Breeze and the drunkard old man also hurried over.

Song Ying filled a large bowl of chicken soup and placed it in the middle, so she called everyone to wash their hands together.

After washing their hands, a group of people sat around the dining table and started eating with chopsticks.

"Pig blood! It's hot and sour, I like it!" After seeing the hot and sour pig blood, the drunkard old man stretched out his chopsticks to grab a piece, put it in his mouth and ate it: "Hey, this is it Taste! But this taste is much better than the hot and sour pork blood I remember!"

"That's right, grandpa drunkard, you don't even look at who did it!" Song Ying said proudly at the moment.

"As soon as I heard this, I knew it was you, the girl who cooked the kitchen herself! What's the matter? Being courteous for nothing is either rape or robbery! Tell me! What's the trouble with me?" The drunkard old man saw through Song Ying's behavior at a glance thought.

"It's good that you know it all the time! As the saying goes, the hands are short for grabbing people, and the mouth is soft for eating people. You, but you are on this thief ship, and you can't get off now. Why don't you eat happily first?" Wait, listen to me after I finish eating!" Song Ying said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, you little girl, you are justified in everything you say! Forget it, forget it, then my old man can enjoy the delicious food with peace of mind!" The drunkard old man joked.

Here, Qin Fei also put a bowl of chicken soup in the bowl, and took a spoon to drink it. Qin Fei suddenly said, "Why do I think this chicken soup is so delicious?"

"The one with ginseng is naturally delicious!" Qin Jie joked as he looked at his sister.

"Brother is fooling me again, who said adding ginseng and chicken soup will make it taste better!" Qin Fei pouted and said.

"Isn't it? This ginseng is so precious! If you can eat it, you should enjoy it!" Qin Jie couldn't help but said.

You know, the chicken soup is filled with the ginseng of the big ginseng they met on the mountain last time.

Don't underestimate these ginseng whiskers, the medicinal effects of this ginseng whiskers are much better than those hundreds of years old ginseng.

This was specially taken out by Song Ying and stewed in chicken soup.

Qin Jie knew the value of this ginseng, that's why he said this to his sister.

"Don't listen to your brother! The reason why the chicken soup tastes better is because the heat is well controlled!" Song Ying changed the topic with a smile.

The drunkard old man took a sip of the chicken soup and immediately understood what he said, so he also said: "This chicken soup is very nourishing for the body, Ying'er girl, you should drink more!"

Song Ying nodded when she heard the old drunkard's words, and immediately filled a bowl of chicken soup and drank it.

To be honest, chicken soup is actually really delicious!

As long as she doesn't drink it every day, Song Ying still likes to drink chicken soup.

I haven't drank it for a few days, and now I drink it in my stomach, and I feel warm all over my body.

At the moment Qin Jie is eating the tiger skin pepper bite by bite.

After feeling spicy, he went to serve some blood soup.

Xuewang, cabbage, and white rice had a wonderful taste collision under the soaking of the soup, and the taste was indescribably good when they were eaten in one breath.

"I like to eat this tiger skin pepper. Although it is a bit spicy, it is very spicy!" Qin Jie said directly after finishing his meal.

Song Ying took a look at Qin Jie, and found that there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"It's so spicy, you still like it!"

"I like it just because I've been hot like this. It's rare for me to sweat so freely!" Qin Jie said with a smile.

Song Ying couldn't empathize with Qin Jie's happiness. The so-called delicate and frail metaphysics master, Song Ying said that she was quite envious and jealous of Qin Jie, who eats everything deliciously and can digest everything. what!
After the meal was finished, Night Breeze and Qin Jie took the initiative to take over the tidying up.

Qin Fei went to boil water!
She was sweating all over after drinking the chicken soup just now, and she must wash up before falling asleep at night, otherwise she would feel sticky and feel very uncomfortable.

Song Ying sat down in the yard with the drunkard old man, and told what she saw Lin Qiang today.

"What? Do you have a way to see a doctor for Lin Qiang?" The drunkard old man said in surprise.

"It's not that I have a way, but you and I have a way to heal Lin Qiang's dark spots!" Song Ying couldn't help exhorting.

"What's the difference? There's no difference? I said, little girl, do you know what you're talking about? Lin Qiang's black spot, my junior brother also came to see it back then, and even he couldn't do anything about it. Are you really sure that I and you We can do it together?" The drunkard old man asked in disbelief.

"Doctor Zhou also came to see it?" Song Ying asked with some surprise.

"That's not true! My junior brother likes to encounter strange and complicated diseases the most in his life. Naturally, he will not let a strange disease like Lin Qiang pass it by. It's a pity that we have tried many methods and used many prescriptions. None!" The drunkard old man talked about the past with some regret.

"You can't cure the disease with pure treatment methods. The dark spots on Lin Qiang's face are caused by the entry of evil and turbid qi into the body. You only treat the dark spots to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Of course, it's useless at all. !" Song Ying told the reason why Doctor Zhou failed back then!

(End of this chapter)