Wang Yanmei pretended not to hear and called her daughter: "Qingzhi, help mom find where the white sugar has gone."
Xu Qingzhi looked through several cabinets but didn't see anything.
Xu Fuqiang squeezed into the kitchen and opened a cabinet next to him, "Here's the candy. I saw you put it here last time."
Xu Zijun touched his nose outside. It wasn't just once or twice that his mother ignored him when he spoke. He had long been used to it.
When he was a child, when he was making noises about wanting to eat this and that, his mother pretended not to hear him.
Then he grabbed his mother's wrist and kept repeating it.
So even if his mother didn't hear him, he still thought it was normal. When he thought about eating at home, he had a lot of things to say.
"I found that the dishes at home are all based on dad's taste. Dad loves fresh fish, so mom always makes fresh fish. My sister and I like sour water chili fish, so we cook less."
"Also, that dried vegetable is so delicious. Dad doesn't like eating it, so you don't even dry it in the sun. I feel like I've only eaten it once since I can remember, and it was the dried vegetable given to me by my grandma."
"Mom, do you think what I said is right?"
Wang Yanmei stirred the white sugar into the powder and said lightly: "Don't call me mom, I'm not your mom."
Xu Zijun: "..."
Xu Fuqiang frowned and said: "I'm tired after working all afternoon. I don't even want to talk. You talk a lot. If you don't like the food cooked by mom, you can go out."
Several roommates were snickering in the background.
"Uncle, we like to eat."
"We're not picky."
"Yes, the food cooked by aunt is so delicious."
Xu Zijun felt that his situation in this family was becoming more and more difficult.
He approached his sister and said, "Sister, just plant some potatoes. I want to fry French fries at home."
"Well, let's talk." Xu Qingzhi responded vaguely and ordered him to take a few roommates to rest and pour them some water.
I've been busy all afternoon, and I'm really thirsty when I come back.
"Oh." Of course Xu Zijun can't pour water one by one. They are all roommates. They don't need to be so polite when getting along. He directly calls people over and lets them pour it by themselves. "There are chrysanthemums and honey here. If you like it, you can add some yourself."
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Boys of seventeen or eighteen years old, who are too lazy to add anything to drink water, all said that drinking plain water would be enough.
Only Xu Zijun added a spoonful of honey to himself and drank it happily. He couldn't help but sigh: "It tastes so delicious. I don't know where my sister got the honey."
When the roommates heard this, they suddenly remembered that this was Fuwang Farm!
So a few people followed suit and added a spoonful of honey, stirred it together, and drank it again.
Several people’s eyes lit up.
"I have eaten honey before, but it tastes different from this one. This one tastes good."
"Delicious, so delicious!"
"It tastes like a light floral fragrance, and it makes you feel comfortable when you smell it."
"I heard that honey water can relieve constipation. I happen to be constipated. In the next few days, I will make a cup of honey water and drink it every day!"
"Lin Kai, go to hell! It's time to have dinner soon, and you said this is a spoiler!"
Lin Kai said: "Hey~" and peeked into the kitchen. My sister probably didn't hear it, so it wouldn't be embarrassing.
In the kitchen.
Pour the steamed sweet potatoes into the flour, mash the sweet potatoes into a puree and mix with the flour. There is no need to add water at this time, the steamed sweet potatoes themselves have a certain amount of moisture.
When it's almost done, add a little more water and knead the dough.
Compared with making dumplings and steamed buns, the method of making sweet potatoes is not so particular. Just knead the dough into a decent shape.
Bring the oil in the pot to a boil and turn to low heat.
Xu Qingzhi rolled a round ball next to him and placed it on the other side of the basin. Wang Yanmei put a dozen of them in the pot.
The small dough began to change in the oil pan, and small bubbles continued to appear on the oil surface.
You don’t have to fry it for too long. When it turns golden and starts to float, you can take it out.
In this way, one pot after another is fried, and the fried pot is just the size of a stainless steel soup pot.
The duck was stewed in another stove.
The speed of rolling into balls is faster than the speed of frying.
After Xu Qingzhi finished making the balls, the spicy duck was ready. She washed her hands and stir-fried the vegetables.
Heat the oil and add the garlic, add the cabbage that has been soaked in water, add some salt, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onion and it's done.
One dish after another began to be placed on the table.
A bowl of Meicheng specialty steamed pork with rice noodles, a bowl of fat but not greasy dried beans and pork belly, a bowl of spicy duck with full color and aroma, a bowl of stir-fried cabbage, a bowl of mushroom chicken soup that smells fresh and looks golden, and a bowl of
Egg custard, a bowl of fried fish with fresh chili.
This fish is what Xu Zijun just complained about.
After the dishes were neatly served, the sweet potato meal was also prepared and served to the table.
Lin Kai looked happy: "Is this sweet potato cake?"
"Yes." Xu Zijun took one directly, "Although they are both from Meicheng, they have different pronunciation from all over the country. Ours is called Hongshu Zhai."
Wang Yanmei tidied up the kitchen, washed her hands and came out, "Yes, try it while it's hot. This is delicious only when it's hot. Like in April, the mugwort grows tender and will grow at home every year."
Make some mugwort, Zijun loves it. If you also like to eat mugwort, come and eat it next year."