The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"The hot pot seasoning needs to be fried by yourself before it tastes delicious." Gu Lingling said with a smile, "and this year's red pepper looks very beautiful."

She can't stand it any more.

In fact, you can also use the seasoning from the hot pot shop, but after all, it's inviting people to dinner. Gu Lingling wants to make the seasoning by herself.

As for the copper pot, when she came here to live, she had already taken a new set of copper pot from the hot pot shop, as well as charcoal.

After returning, Zhang Lanfang came to Gu Lingling's house with Yuanyuan and Mo Hongying. "We'll have a simple meal at noon and keep our stomach for dinner."

Gu Lingling said to Yuanyuan with a smile, "aunt, wrap wonton for you at noon."

When she bought the meat, she had her master cut it for her. After cleaning the mutton legs, she put them in the only big pot at home and began to cook soup.

Yuanyuan is still small. Gu Lingling plans to wrap some beef wonton for her.

As for the three of them, they made do with it, but the lambs of that family were so good that she bought some lamb chops and simply mixed three cold dishes and cooked pilaf at noon.

"Pilaf? How dare you cook pilaf?" Mo Hongying is dying of worship.

The last thing she can't cook is rice.

So most of the time, they either eat in the canteen or Ge Junlei comes back from the canteen to eat.

It is seldom done at home.

So, what does Mo Hongying worship most?

That's probably a woman like Gu Lingling who can cook and cook delicious food.

"Well... I learned a little before." Gu Lingling said with a smile.

In previous lives, one of their kitchen staff came from the northwest and was good at cooking cooking. She learned to cook after several times.

"It's actually very simple. If you want to learn, I can teach you." Gu Lingling said.

"I want to learn, I want to learn." Fan Cuiling just came here and said when she heard this. Seeing that everyone saw her, she was a little embarrassed and said, "later, when I get married, I'll do it for him."

Her goal now is to be a woman like sister Ling Ling.

She knows a lot of knowledge, and basically there is nothing she can't do.

Gu Lingling didn't know that she accidentally got a little fan sister.

The cold dish made cold carrots and cold onions. "They call it pi Ya Zi in Xinjiang. It's delicious and greasy when cold."

Onions and tomatoes are cold mixed together, which tastes sour and sweet.

Mo Hongying's mother knew that her daughter liked to eat tomatoes and entrusted her to bring them from Kyoto.

You can smell the fragrance before you make it.

Even Yuanyuan is clamouring to eat pilaf.

Zhang Lanfang didn't ask Gu Lingling to make wonton any more. Instead, she directly gave her children pilaf and mutton soup.

"No, you said you wanted to save your stomach for the evening, but I was fed up at noon." Mo Hongying touched her round stomach and said with a smile, "it's so delicious. What should I do?"

"There's still something in the pot. Would you like some more?"

"No, No." Mo Hongying shook her head. "I never knew that onion salad would be so delicious. It's a great match with pilaf."

She thought it would be terrible. As a result, it's enough to eat with a little of this when grabbing rice.

As for the rice in the pot, the rest is left for the men to eat in the evening.

"Ling Ling, if I don't want to be your in laws in the future, I will be your neighbor." Mo Hongying said, "you'd better be a neighbor first. Only when you get close can you cultivate childhood sweethearts."

"I think you want to be close enough to eat."

"Haha..."