MTL - The Feast-Chapter 12 : Xiao Houye, who is sensible

The color of the meal is not fake, but it is really full of stomach. Therefore, the next morning, the day was still not bright, Xiao Houye got up, did not disturb the sleeping wife, and walked out of the room with his stomach and grimacing, slouching and letting the hoes wash, he would not allow the **** They sang, and went out quietly, and came to the kitchen.

At that time, the kitchen was doing breakfast, and the wife and the daughter-in-law were laughing and laughing. While rectifying the various colors, the porridge steamed buns and the various side dishes, the rice noodles were scented in the wind, and almost the little Houye’s saliva was hooked out.

Coughing into the kitchen, suddenly like a unicorn rushed into the flock, only to get those wife and daughter-in-law like a bird and a beast, leaving a Xue family wife to fight, there is no way to run, standing there Reluctantly asked: "Why... how come you came here? This...what is this place where the men are staying?"

Duan Tingxuan coughed, and there was some shame on the face, what did the dark road run? Lord, I am not a bully who robs the women. I don’t look at the appearance of each of you, and tell the men and women. Don't look in the mirror.

On the face, he said: "That... nothing. I came to see what was fresh in the kitchen. The weather is getting hotter. The old lady is afraid of heat. Are all the cold drinks ready?"

Xue Jia's wife looked at the outside without knowing it. Although it was near the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather was not hot enough, and it was far less than the need to prepare a cool drink. However, since the master asked, dare not answer? So I avoided the heavy weight and reported the kitchen ingredients roughly. Then I laughed and said: "There is no news in the old lady’s room that they have to prepare a cool drink. It’s just that the red beans sent in Zhuangzi these days are very old. Like. In addition to Zhuangzi, in addition to a variety of beans, but also sent some pheasant rabbits, yellow sheep and other game, the main fans of the house like, do not know how to use the master?"

Duan Tingxuan just remembered that when the spring of the year was over, Zhuangzi was supposed to send things to the house, although it was not as rich as it was during the New Year, and the taste was fresh. When he thought of Siping before, he smiled and said: "I use it as usual. There are red beans and soy beans, and you give me a few pounds for each."

"Kaba", but the voice of Xue's wife's chin dislocated, she just opened her mouth and squatting at Duan Ting Xuan, as if she was holding a weasel that steals chicken. I don't blame her for being so surprised. Who has heard of her own master? Digging the wall in the kitchen? This behavior allowed Xue Jia's wife not to help but think of the scene when her grandmother was in the kitchen to grab things.

"What expression is yours? Lord, can I not order the beans?" Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but be angry and angry. Anyone who wants to let a person look like this can't calm down: he just wants to go to Meiyuelou for breakfast. If Siping and Double Happiness are not allowed to enter the second door at this time, will he personally ask for it to come here to ask for something?

Xue Jia's wife was scared of a spirit, and realized that he was not joking. So he did not care if his chin had not been picked up. He turned and personally took his pocket to put the beans, and the ambiguous shouts came out to help.

After half an hour's clock, Duan Ting Xuan took a few big bags in his hand and escaped from the kitchen. He followed the garden path to Mei Yue Lou. While calculating in my heart, at this time of the dark road, they should not be able to make breakfast. Originally, hiding in such a remote place, it is not necessary to save the morning, is it not when you want to sleep?

When I think about it, my heart is a little unbalanced. I secretly threw them here to punish them. Now it seems that it seems that they are letting them enjoy themselves? Humph! The best thing is to enjoy it. The key is that you want to eat something that you can't eat. The abominable woman also spits in the food of the Lord's fancy. It is clear that he would rather feed the chicken than feed me. This... ?

The more I want to be filled with indignation, the more angry I have been successfully upgraded to murderous when I got to the door.

However, the murderous murder disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Duan Tingxuan stepped into the courtyard and smelled a scent from the kitchen.

what is this? How is it so sweet? Xiao Houye took the rice bean bag and went to the kitchen door with a slap in the face. He listened to Hong Lian and smiled and said: "Grandma is also, want to eat this, slaves go to the street to buy it, why bother?"

Su warmly smiled and said: "How is that done? We have something in our hands, there is no money in our pockets. It is a coincidence that we can meet this slurry this morning. If it is not for people to take the street, we can’t sell it. This is cheap."

As for the time between talking, Duan Tingxuan has seen it clearly: the big pot of pot is a small half-pot oil, and Su warms and throws a long strip of dough into it. After a while, it floats up. The golden dragon cage is beautiful. The rich aroma is also hooked in the belly of the locusts.

"Grandma is wrong this time, although it is not very cheap to buy it. It's just that you do it yourself, don't say anything else, just say these oils, how much does it cost?"

I listened to Xiangyun’s side with some regrets. Then Su warmed and shook his head and smiled. “You are a clumsy girl. This oil is used up and not thrown away. You can use it again. The steamed buns of the dumplings are good... ..."

After waiting for it, she saw Duan Ting Xuan, who was hiding in the room and peeked at the door, so she grabbed a rag on the stove and threw it out.

Fortunately, Duan Tingxuan’s hand was really not white. When he jumped to the side, he let the attack of the rag completely fail. Then he walked into the kitchen with a bag and tried to smile as lightly as possible: “Hey, you have a heart. At this time, come early to fry the dough stick?"

Deep-fried dough sticks are not very common in the street. People of that era are suffering for life. Where are they going to use half-pot oil to fry things? Even if it can be used a few times, it will be distressed after all. The fried doughnuts can't be eaten well, so the profit is very meager. If you want to eat, there are several shops selling it, but it is far less than rice porridge and pickles. Popularity.

Houfu is a wealthy family. You don't have to feel bad about this oil. It was just that the rich and wealthy people at that time were paying attention to health. This kind of greasy food is obviously not in line with the way of health, so basically it is also rice porridge and steamed buns. Lord, seldom put the oil cake and soy milk on the table to honor the master. Therefore, although Duan Tingxuan knew this thing, but carefully thought about it, he really hadn’t eaten it a few times, so he smelled the aroma and thought that they were made by the warmth of the Soviet Union. The taste was definitely better, and the saliva was a bit flooded. the trend of.

"Yeah, what is this in your hand?"

Su warm and lazy to care for this big fox who sipped and sipped, but Honglian and Xiangyun took the ceremony seriously. Seeing the master’s hand carrying a few cloth bags that were not in conformity with his identity image, Xiangyun would not bear it. I curious and asked.

"Cough... that... I occasionally passed through the kitchen today and saw that there were fresh rice beans sent from Zhuangzi. I just took some of them for you to see if they could be used. If you can't use them, throw them. ”

With the thickness of Duan Tingxuan's face, looking at these cloth bags, I couldn't help but blush, Xiao Houye shed tears in my heart: Mom's easy to eat, I am easy?

Honglian and Xiangyun were happy in the heart. Red Lotus took a smile and took the bag. He said, "What did you say? Good rice beans, where can you throw it? This wastes food and is condemned."

As he spoke, he and Xiangyun looked at the eyes and saw that the girl was still unclear. So she took out the little girl and went out until she walked out a dozen steps, and then gently poked Xiangyun’s finger, whispered: “You really are It’s not long-sighted, it’s easy for my grandmother to be in a good mood today, and my grandfather just took something over, so I don’t want people to talk alone.”

Xiangyun glared at his forehead and whispered: "Sister, when I don't understand your thoughts? Just Grandma is now very different from the past. I am not afraid of them. I have to move again. Then I moved. Isn't it more grievous?"

The red lotus squatted, and for a long while, he shook his head and said: "Yes, I am negligent. How do I forget this nephew?" As he said, he looked up and looked worriedly at the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the warmth of the Soviet Union did not move as before, but the dough was filtered into the pot, and Duan Ting Xuan was slanted on the side, sneer: "They are very sensible today, and finally know that the rice is not white." I still know how to get some rice beans."

Duan Tingxuan's mouth was pumped: Stop, look at this fragrant fritters, don't have a general knowledge of her, there are countless, good men and women fight.

"What is this round? I know that this long strip is fritters. Is that round? Is it called oil cake?" Duan Tingxuan thought about having a good relationship with the warmth of the Soviet Union~www.novelbuddy.com~ With a bit of smile, of course, you have to say that he is pleased, Xiaohouye will not admit it.

"It's just that the oil cake is right, how? Grandfather hasn't seen it?" Su warms some doubts, she knows that there is some in the ancient frills, isn't the oil cake actually there? No way? The fritters are salty and the oil cakes are sweet. It just meets the needs of people of all tastes. If there is no oil cake, how can the sweet and salty party dispute be resolved? Isn’t the sweet party more bitter and deeper?

"What's the oil cake?" Duan Tingxuan didn't think he was right. He couldn't help but look over and looked at it carefully: "Strange, the oil cake is like this? The chopped green onion? I have eaten a lot of chopped green onion." ”

"Are you a scallion cake?" Su warmly scorned and looked at the scum male husband: As far as this knowledge is concerned, and the face is doing food, it is too shameful for the foodies.

"Scallion cake... isn't it also a cake?"

Duan Tingxuan is more confused. He likes food, but there is really no research on these things. ,

"It's also a cake, but it's not the same as this candy cake." Su warm and too lazy to scum male nonsense, or else he would give him the history and family members of the popular science cake? Tell him that the oil cake family not only has sugar cakes and onion cakes, but also pancakes and cake pancakes. Hey, when he did not catch pancakes on February 2, some of them were smashed, just now there are leeks, regenerating bean sprouts, see when Get to eat.

Hahaha, Xiao Houye finally knows how to take the ingredients to eat on the door, so I did not get warm, such as storms and leaves to treat the leaves, everyone, do not offer a few recommended tickets and collections for Xiao Houye's sensible? (I feel that my ticket-seeking language is already poor, OTZ)

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