Song Tan Jishi

Lao Yang sat in front of the stove, his face shining with orange-red luster as reflected by the blazing flames.

But he leaned back, his neck tilted forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the cauldron, unwilling to look away even a little bit.

Without him, it’s fragrant! It smells so good!

When the yellow oil was poured into the large pot, the soft dough after proofing was also spread out on the chopping board, and then rolled out with a rolling pin into a large, even and solid pancake.

The old man retired after his success. The seventh cousin took a kitchen knife and cut the large pancakes one by one, and soon cut out well-proportioned and moderately sized diamond-shaped pieces.

When Lao Yang heard the order and prepared to light the fire, the diamond-shaped dough slices were lifted up one by one, placed firmly on the dustpan, and carried into the kitchen by the seventh cousin.

The oil temperature quickly reached 80% hot.

The long chopsticks held the dough pieces and put them into the pot one by one. The oil pan quickly made a sound of churning and bubbling.

As those slightly yellowish noodles with black sesame dots quickly turn white, expand, and then turn slightly yellow in the oil pan, a unique aroma also hits your face!

The attraction brought by high starch and high fat is by no means something that ordinary people can resist.

The sound in the oil pan was very loud, the oil temperature was high, and the aroma was so strong that Lao Yang had to lean back, otherwise he was really afraid that his saliva would drip into it.

When the oil splashes out, it will be embarrassing to tell people!

He could only keep repeating like an illiterate: "It smells so good. The burnt leaves are so fragrant. The aroma of the sesame seeds is so strong!"

Qiaoqiao's mobile phone was placed aside, and the barrage was once again overwhelming and dense.

【Ah ah ah ah I want to eat ah ah ah! 】

【selling? selling? These burnt leaves can always be sold, right? 】

[Link to link! 】

[You showed me this early in the morning without breakfast, anchor, you did this to me! 】

[I was very greedy at first, but thinking that I was about to go to the pig-killing feast, I suddenly became happy again]

【? ? ? Come again? ! 】

[Isn’t it too much for you to go to Versailles one by one? ! 】

The seventh cousin was directing Qiao Qiao to take out all the burnt leaves with a colander. Lao Yang on the side was ready to reach out because of his rough skin and thick flesh.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" The seventh cousin said proudly: "This is the first time I've fried it. I'll fry it again later so it tastes crispy."

At the same time, he asked: "Where is your Master Jiang? Why haven't you come here yet? There are a lot of things to prepare today!"

Wu Lan happened to enter the kitchen. Hearing this, he couldn't help but ask again: "You really don't want to go to the mountain cafeteria to eat? The place over there is spacious and easy to host a banquet."

"No need." The seventh cousin shook his head: "Don't you want to make a video and have some authentic farm food? You won't have that feeling in the cafeteria."

"Besides, we have such a large cement floor in and outside our yard, and the doorway is so wide, there is more than enough space."

Wulan nodded: "Okay! His cousin, you are the chef, we will do whatever you say - by the way, Zhou Maozhu and the others are here, saying they want to build several stoves, where should they be built?"

The Chinese New Year is about to come, and many migrant workers in the village have returned one after another. The two people Zhou Maozhu took care of today are neighbors who have just returned from work for a day.

At this moment, each of them has picked out two baskets of yellow mud. Later, they will build an earthen stove to make it easier to spread evenly.

The seventh cousin thought for a while, then took a look at the rice cooks at home, and found that he really needed a few more cooking pots.

The final decision was: "There are so many people coming and going here, it's inconvenient to have a fire, so let's build the stove across the road!"

Avoid the unsafe conditions of being squeezed and bumped into each other.

…

The Old Song family was in full swing. In the Wanhe Garden of the imperial capital, Lu Chuan pulled his suitcase, looked around with Lu Jing, and then went downstairs.

As the elevator went down, Lu Jing always felt like she didn't bring something with her - she always felt this way when going out, and she was used to it now.

Just ask Lu Chuan: "Can your flowers grow without watering them?"

Lu Chuan nodded: "It's too cold. It's basically in the dormant period. I've watered it before. It won't be a problem for another week."

There is no need to worry about the green plants in the house, they are all sitting in basins.

Lu Jing thought for a while and then asked: "Then did you bring all the tobacco and alcohol?"

Lu Chuan was very patient: "I've brought it with me. I've brought all the clothes and shoes I chose with you for Qiao Qiao that day. Mom, don't worry, if you really need anything, you can buy it online."

Lu Jing thought for a while and then asked: "Do we really want to live at Qiaoqiao's house? Will it be inconvenient? Why don't we rent a car and go to the city to stay in a hotel at night? Yuncheng is not a big place. You should be able to run there in an hour or two.”

Lu Chuan shook his head: "It has been agreed in advance, and their house has three floors, with several bedrooms on each floor, so it won't affect it."

Lu Jing finally calmed down, remembering that she had also brought the gold bracelets she bought, and finally felt at ease.

At the same time, he also sighed: "Oh, it feels like I haven't been to other people's homes for a visit and rest in decades. It's weird."

To be precise, she has basically never left her home for so many years, and now she suddenly goes out, which inevitably makes her feel frightened.

Seeing that she was slowly becoming anxious, Lu Chuan had no choice but to change the subject: "Where is Zhang Jianrong? How has he been treating you recently?"

Zhang Jianrong is the person Lu Jing almost got together with. Speaking of him, Lu Jing's expression became even more depressed.

"What can he do? It's just the same as before."

But it was this kind of sameness that made Lu Jing feel quite boring.

She didn't plan to get married, but she had the idea of ​​falling in love and living together, but as soon as she saw the child, the other party reacted so strongly. Later, when she accidentally met him in the mall, he was arrogant and respectful...

It's boring, it's really boring.

"Why don't I go find some handsome guy to dance with?"

She raised a child by herself and was able to keep Lu Chuan's emotions so stable. Her own ability to regulate emotions was quite good.

At this moment, I couldn't help but laugh again: "You know Sister Wang in the team, right? She is not very clear about love, but she has a wide range of paths! Recently, she found a college student from a club to dance with us!"

Oh, the young boys and girls following in their square dance team are so eye-catching and beautiful!

And the speeches of college students are also interesting. Every day when they come to the dance team, they say that it is difficult to find a job and take the postgraduate entrance examination, so forget it.

But once you start moving, your arms and legs will be pumping with energy! The slogan at this time became "Never Ga" again.

Otherwise, all the effort spent on the college entrance examination will be wasted!

Lu Chuan also laughed: "Then you have to be picky. If they have a good temperament, personality and appearance, you can take them to ballroom dancing...I see that many people are practicing this in the park recently."

It's hard for Lu Jing to disagree.

At the same time, he encouraged: "There are many beautiful girls coming to dance. My son is so handsome, why don't you come and get to know him too?"

Lu Chuan took out his car keys: "Mom, dance well!"

Update two, good night. Wow, I have updated 106,000 words, this month is amazing! ! !

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1.25 added, I am going out to do errands and will not update during the day.