"Mom! Look at you! Why did you tell him in advance?"
Now Qiao Qiao is simply looking forward to the stars and the moon waiting to go to the amusement park. She really can't stand it.
Wu Lan, carrying a basket full of tea leaves, felt guilty and pretended not to hear: "Oh, this tea! It's so good!"
The seventh cousin had a trick up his sleeve: "Come on, Qiao Qiao, I'm learning knowledge during this time, and I can't lose my cooking skills!"
"Not lost, not lost!"
Qiao Qiao became anxious.
He now values his academic achievements in all aspects, fearing that if anything is not in place, it will affect his plan to go to the amusement park.
"I study hard every day."
The seventh cousin nodded: "Okay, I'll leave a dish for you to cook for lunch. If it's delicious, it will prove that you are not lying."
As soon as he said this, Wu Lan was stunned.
"His cousin, Qiaoqiao can cook now?"
The seventh cousin said nonchalantly: "How strange are you to say this? When you were a kid, when you were cooking, did you practice knife skills first and then start cooking on the stove? Didn't you just step on the stool and start trying it?"
"He doesn't practice it, and it's the same even after reading it a hundred times. We don't seriously follow the process to verify it."
This also makes sense.
Rural children, if they have a high stove, they dare to step on the stool and cook on the stove. For people of Ulan's generation, this is normal.
That is to say, life is better now, the pressure is not so great, and children do not have to be manipulated like this, which makes everyone look more delicate.
Qiaoqiao was quite confident: "Then what should I do?"
The seventh cousin thought for a while: "Aren't you thinking about Chinese cabbage? Go to the field to pull some Chinese cabbage and make a cabbage stew with potatoes for lunch."
I still have a bagful of potatoes left from the potatoes I bought two days ago.
"What we made before was braised taro with bamboo shoot leaves. This time we changed the ingredients and it will definitely taste better than bamboo shoot leaves."
Cousin Qi would never admit it. He had been craving for the fresh, tender and juicy cabbage from that field for a long time. Unfortunately, everyone was watching closely. Usually they would just stir-fry a handful, and everyone would be gone quickly.
He also knew that Song Tan had kept it to sell to build a house, so he was too embarrassed to open his mouth.
But Qiao Qiao was a little hesitant: "But those tickets have to be sold for money!"
Good guy, you can’t live without an amusement park, right?
Song Tan quickly said: "That's right, the main thing is to eat it for the family."
She also wants to eat the vegetables she grows herself!
Qiao Qiao then picked up the big basket seriously and said, "Then I'm going to see if the cabbage has grown."
This thing can be eaten as long as it has leaves. What's so good about it? It's because Song Tan wants the cabbage to grow bigger, so he's procrastinating...
However, she originally planned to set off tomorrow. Everyone who would work tomorrow and tonight would be cleared, but she just didn't let Qiao Qiao know.
The cabbage is planted in the ground in a dense cluster, with its thin roots embedded in the soil. You can easily pull it out by grabbing the whole cabbage and gently pulling it.
Qiaoqiao's big basket was quickly filled to the brim.
Not to mention, now that he was following his seventh cousin today, he knew quite a bit about how much food the family would need to cook a meal. Now he went back excitedly and couldn't wait to show off his skills!
——Today, Chef Qiaoqiao!
…
It's a pity that the chef's first dish sounded a little perfunctory.
Braised potatoes with cabbage sounds like a standard recipe at a construction site, with a clear soup and a lack of water. But in fact, because everyone uses different ingredients, it is actually quite delicious.
The seventh cousin made the braised potatoes with bamboo shoots and leaves last time. Everyone even ate the soup and rice, and there was nothing left.
Aunt Lianhua came over early to help boil the fire and boil the water. Qiao Qiao removed the roots of the cabbage, which was about 20 centimeters long, washed it, and then put it directly into the boiling water and blanched it for a while.
When the leaves turn emerald green, take out the cabbage and quickly soak it in cold water.
The potatoes were peeled while blanching, and now they start dicing again.
Qiao Qiao's sword skills are not very good, but he is patient, steady, and not impatient.
Soon, a pot of potatoes was cut.
Finally, he took out another pot of stewed meat with alternate fat and lean meat, and cut it into dices as well.
Aunt Lianhua was also ready to lend a hand and help him fish out the green cabbage that had been blanched and allowed to cool.
The seventh cousin glanced at her.
She had no choice but to pretend she didn't see it and just sat back to light the fire.
The weather was getting warmer, so she wore a simple shirt, her cheeks were red from the fire, and she was looking at Qiao Qiao as if she were her own child, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Qiaoqiao didn't notice at all.
Generally, novice cooks are often in a hurry, but Qiaoqiao is different. He seems to have a plan in his mind and is not in a hurry no matter what.
At this time, he took out the cabbage, squeezed the water slightly, and then chopped it into fine pieces.
Then heat the oil in a pan, stir-fry the dried chili peppers and minced garlic, and finally add the minced braised meat.
After the aroma comes out, add diced potatoes and stir-fry. When the potatoes are a little soft and sticky, I quickly add more boiling water and sprinkle with salt...
Everyone, please go and try it soon.】
Song Tan watched in surprise as Qiao Qiao sprinkled the salt in, then stopped moving. Now she hurriedly turned to look at the seventh cousin: "Qiao Qiao is so talented? Don't you even need to taste the salty ones?"
"It's not natural talent," said the seventh cousin, who was still bright-eyed: "I guess he saw that I added a spoonful of salt last time, so I added just as much salt this time."
"Just look at the water, it's almost the same as last time."
"But," he said with a smile in his eyes, "this child is down-to-earth and smart. Now he is learning how much I cook. After cooking a few more times, he will feel it himself."
No!
Qiaoqiao was very attentive when cooking and didn't listen to everyone else's words at all.
Now put the minced cabbage in and stir it up a few times - browned diced meat, emerald green cabbage and jade-white cabbage stalks, bright yellow diced potatoes, and a few bright red chili peppers in the middle.
The fragrance of cabbage becomes more and more obvious when stimulated by meat and chili.
The seventh cousin suddenly slapped his thigh:
"Oops. It's not even yet, I haven't even cooked any rice!"
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of the vegetables getting cold today. What's more, this stew is slow to cool down. There are three big pots -"
Song Tan then continued to give instructions: "Qiao Qiao can cook, okay?"
Cooking would be even easier.
Wash the rice and add water to the pot - when adding water, Qiao Qiao also asked: "Sister, do you want more rice soup today? If not, I will add less water."
"Yes, my grandparents like to drink this."
"OK!"
Qiao Qiao poured in another ladle of water. The earthen stove had a strong fire, and even though the iron pot was very big, it didn't take long for it to boil again.
When I opened the lid of the pot and looked at the rice grains, the white heart in the middle was almost gone.
He quickly picked up the ladle and poured out all the excess rice soup. Then he smiled sweetly at Aunt Lianhua:
