Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 853 853. Chestnut roasted chicken with rice cakes (can dance)

Zhang Yanping farted as quietly as possible. His stomach was actually very full, but he was a foodie at heart. When he heard Qiao Qiao calling, he still quickly raised his arms to answer:

 “Want something spicy!”

The people in the Old Song family can eat spicy food. Qiao Qiao said "oh" and finally took five or six green and red peppers from the vegetable basket.

 At this season, only this kind of sharp pepper and wattle are growing particularly well. Moreover, the three chickens brought by the seventh cousin were sent from the town. Compared with the ingredients at home, they were still different. The spiciness was not obvious.

 “This is a tricky one!” Aunt Lianhua loved him to no end. She had just finished peeling the chestnuts and came to take the chili peppers from his hand:

 “I’ll cut it, you go and cook it quickly, it’s getting dark.”

The seventh cousin didn't say anything when he saw this, he just nodded: "Do it well, I'll go stir-fry some more vegetables."

 Qiao Qiao was full of confidence. She looked at Grandma Qi in front of the stove and smiled sweetly: "Let the fire be low."

The two firewoods that were burning on the stove were quickly withdrawn, and the fire obviously became smaller. Qiaoqiao put the peeled chestnuts into the pot, poured a little oil on it, and stir-fried it slowly twice, and soon it was done. Fry them until fragrant.

"Children, you must use low heat for this! Cousin Qi said that if you fry it first, it will taste better when you cook it later."

 As for the principle, he forgot.

Just as he was putting out the chestnuts and preparing to add some fire, Master Jiang came over and said, "Qiao Qiao, come over here and cook. Let me use this low-fire stove."

Logically speaking, when roasting chestnut chicken, add more soup and put a circle of pancakes on the side of the pot, that would be a perfect match!

However, the noodles at home are ordinary. The seventh cousin made rice cakes once before. After eating them, everyone agreed that -

 Don’t be so rigid when cooking!

 Press the rice cakes, bake them over low heat, then soak them in the chicken soup...

 Suck it!

 Master Jiang just kneaded all the rice cooked in the afternoon into a ball, and pressed it slightly to form a triangular thick square shape.

 The aroma of rice can be faintly smelled even when it is cold. After a while, the outer layer is crispy and the inner layer is blanched and soft. Then stick it to the edge of the pot and dip it in some hot and spicy soup...

 Don’t dare to think, don’t dare to think! Thinking about it again makes me salivate!

 Master Jiang is cautious and full of expectations, not wanting to waste a grain of rice.

Here, Qiaoqiao had successfully started to stir-fry the chicken nuggets. When all the chestnut ingredients were put in, he nodded:

“Children, let’s add more water to cook it later. Finally, we can leave some more chicken soup to soak the rice cakes. This is ready!”

 “Has everyone learned it?”

Studio:…

　　　——Don’t close it! Don't close the live broadcast room! 】

  【Ah ah ah, the delicious food is over, but my takeout has not been delivered yet. What should I do?

　　【The instant noodles in my hand are tasteless and even a bit disgusting to eat】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 Teacher, I have learned. Will you leave a pound of chestnuts for me to use for my homework? 】

　　【I am a poor student, I applied for two chestnut fault tolerances! 】

　　【It’s not dark yet, so don’t dream about it】

  【How many peanuts should you eat? How dare you be so delusional]

While everyone was chattering, Qiao Qiao stir-fried the chicken pieces one last time and then covered the pot.

 “Okay! Let’s post the cookies later. Kids, get out of class is over!”

The live broadcast was turned off ruthlessly, and the thick aroma spread from the kitchen, making people in the whole yard a little unable to sit still, and now they were walking back and forth.

Song Youde was walking around and suddenly asked Wang Lifen: "Have we dried the chestnuts? Why don't we take them out and dry them again?"

 At first, I secretly posted it in my old house. After all, I wanted to give it to my eldest son, so I couldn’t let Tantan and the others know about it.

 After the chestnuts are dried in the sun, although they cannot be bitten, it is still good to soak them in soup. The cloth bag that Song Youde and his wife picked up only weighed about ten kilograms—

 There was nothing we could do, the ground was already clean, but finally something slipped through the net, and the squirrels ran away very fast one by one!

Song Youde was able to achieve so many things, partly by competing with squirrels to see who was bolder and faster, and partly by relying on the chestnut bags that ripened late on the tree.

 No matter how difficult it was to get it, now that they plan to give it to Da Mei, the old couple can show it openly and openly.

So when Song Youde said this, Wang Lifen nodded: "Okay! It rained a while ago, and I'm afraid of the tide."

Chatting like this in a few words, after Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping packed up all the bait for today, dinner was finally served!

 The outer layer of the rice cakes has been browned and crispy, and the front end is stained with a little brown chicken soup. The aroma of chestnuts is so overpowering that as soon as the dishes are served, everyone involuntarily puts their chopsticks on them!

Aunt Lianhua came over with the steamer. When she heard this, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't eat too much. There are also sweet potatoes here. Be careful of farting in bed at night."

 Zhang. Farted all afternoon. Yan Ping was fearless: "I don't share the same bed with others, I stink of myself!"

 He spoke freely, but as soon as he took off his chopsticks, he felt annoyed: "I really shouldn't have eaten so many sweet potatoes in the afternoon!"

 “Silly.”

Ulan commented on him: "I just watched you in the field and ate two or three in a row. Come back and do some work, and cut off half of Ren Xinjun's food."

“It’s so big that even if you put it in our pot to steam it, it will have three or four pieces. You can pour it in. You won’t know how full you are after you eat it.”

 Zhang Yan said sincerely: I don’t know why I didn’t feel full in the afternoon! Just...unknowingly, I had it on hand and started eating it.

Now he is holding a rice cake in one hand and a chestnut in his chopsticks. He feels full even before he eats it.

 Look at Xin Jun and Wu Lei again, one is black and the other is white, one is holding sweet potatoes and the other is holding rice cakes. The food they eat is delicious!

Everyone was extremely satisfied with today's meal. Master Jiang touched his belly and was waiting for the dormitory over there to be built so that he could take his wife over.

Even if it is inconvenient for my wife to come home for a working meal, the food in the canteen is still good! What's more, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and sleeping is very sweet, which is sure to nourish people!

Her neurasthenia, which makes her unable to sleep at night, might be cured with some treatment.

Only the seventh cousin ate three rice cakes and a steamed sweet potato that was soft and sweet, but he still felt that it was not enough:

 “Everything is good, except this chicken is just mediocre.”

Although the ones sent to the town are also local chickens raised by nearby families, how can they compare with the chickens in the back mountains?

 Oops, as a cook, I have never eaten a piece of meat at home, so I am anxious!

 When everyone took advantage of the night to tidy up the house and prepare to rest, Song Youde also returned to the room.

The first floor of Song Tan's house has been reserved for them early. Although it is small, everything is well-equipped. Now the two of them entered the room and took off their thick coats. Song Youde dug at the corner and finally pulled out a cloth bag:

 “Take it out to dry in the sun tomorrow…eh?”

He picked up the bag, weighed it twice, and frowned: "Did you dry it like this last time? It feels like it's even less than two pounds."

 …

Upstairs, Qiao Qiao returned to the room, first took out a wad of paper towels from his pocket, and then opened the paper towels. Two yellow and cooked chestnuts appeared in the palm of his hand! "Da Tian! Da Tian!"

 He called out: "Come and eat chestnuts!"

Da Tian in the corner is now golden-colored, and his body is round and soft, like a plush stress relief ball that can be rounded and flattened by anyone.

When it heard the sound, it slowly arched out of the shoe box, and half of its limp body hung on the edge of the shoe box. Its two front paws drooped naturally, looking weak.

This makes Qiao Qiao very distressed!

“Da Tian, ​​are you sick?”

He touched Da Tian’s increasingly oily hair, feeling worried at the moment: “You haven’t eaten well for several days...”

 There are still soybeans and rice grains among the clothes cushioned in the shoe box.

Qiaoqiao's worries are not unreasonable. Recently, Datian's appetite has become increasingly declining, and the whole rat has become less and less willing to move. The autumn sunshine shines in through the screen window, and it lies there basking in the sun and sleeps without waking up at all!

At first, Qiaoqiao thought it was because the squirrels in the back mountain didn't dare to beat it anymore. It felt like it had a sense of security, so it allowed it to sleep freely.

Moreover, he has been sleepy in spring and autumn. He himself has been sleepy recently. There is no work in Datian, so it is normal to sleep more.

but…

At this moment, Qiaoqiao was not sure.

 He remembered what Teacher Xin Jun said: When people live in society, they must find what they are interested in.

 Otherwise, if you waste away day by day, sooner or later you will be covered by the trivialities of life, and eventually even your own spirit will be depleted.

 Daejeon... Could it be that he has been unemployed for too long and is now depressed? !

Qiaoqiao nervously grabbed it, then pulled its claws and legs to look back and forth - it was plump and furry, and the legs and feet were quite strong when they were kicked...

This doesn’t look like depression either!

 Why did you stop eating all of a sudden? It’s not going to die of old age!

Thinking of this, Qiaoqiao quickly grabbed Da Tian and went downstairs: "Sister! Sister! Is Da Tian not going to live long?"

Song Tan, who had just turned on his phone and was about to reply to the message, said: "??? That's not true. I haven't heard that the lifespan of a field mouse is only one year."

She opened the door and saw Qiao Qiao holding the increasingly fat field in her hands, pitifully.

 Song Tan:…

She stretched out her hand to grab Da Tian, ​​then turned her palm over and weighed it before throwing it twice. The heavy hand felt like it hit her palm:

 “Isn’t this good? I seem to be a little fatter than in summer.”

"But...but..." Qiaoqiao struggled: "It hasn't eaten well for a long time! I brought two chestnuts today and it didn't even eat it."

What? Don’t even eat chestnuts? !

Song Tan felt something was wrong: Impossible! In order to order soybeans and rice, it had a hard time with the squirrels, but now what?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Song Youde’s loud voice from downstairs:

“Thirty percent, where are the cats in our yard? Catch one and bring it to my house!”

Song Sancheng wondered: "Dad, didn't you say that cats are not allowed to come in if they have fleas on them?"

Song Youde glanced at him: "I said there are fleas, but Qiao Qiao doesn't hug him and kiss him every day..."

Song Sancheng was helpless: He had been doing deworming, and the Daju family loved to be clean. Despite being in the wild for so long, the orange fur is shiny and the white fur is as white as snow!

 Much cleaner than a few dogs at home!

 In short, fleas are not the focus these days, the focus is that there are mice in the house!

"It's true!" Song Youde vowed: "Your mother and I got five kilograms of chestnuts in the sun. I just took it out and saw that a hole was chewed by a mouse at the bottom of the bag, and there are only three kilograms of chestnuts left!"

 Song Sancheng can never grasp the key points—

"Dad, what are you doing drying chestnuts? You can't even chew them... Don't we have fresh ones frozen in the freezer? There are also sugar-roasted chestnuts that are also frozen!"

Song Youde was a little uncomfortable: "What about that? I'll clean up some for Da Mei..."

Song Sancheng was even more surprised: "My eldest sister once ate too many chestnuts when she was a child. Did you forget that she couldn't **** out for a few days? She hasn't eaten chestnuts since then!"

 Song Youde:…

"Why are you talking so much nonsense! Can't I just keep it to myself at night? Hurry up, get a cat to find this mouse!"

Thinking of the chestnuts that his old couple secretly pruned, he couldn't help but feel a little angry: "How did you build this house? Why did mice come in?!"

 Song Sancheng: ...the old man is confused.

I still keep it for myself to chew on... and I’m not afraid of losing my teeth!

The chestnuts can’t be smashed by stones after they are dried. When he was a teenager, he could take one when he was hungry and could chew it for several hours!

Song Sancheng wondered who the chestnut was for, and felt very depressed at the moment.

But having mice in the house was a big deal. He opened the living room door and shouted: "Da Ju? Is Da Ju here? If Da Ju is not here, which Orange is there? Is Wu Ju here?"

However, it was already dark now, and it was a good time for cats to roam around the mountains and fields. No cat responded to his call, but he called Qiao Qiao and Song Tan down.

 “Why are there mice in the house?”

Song Tan was walking, throwing the fields in his hands back and forth, which made Qiao Qiao's heart tremble. She was so worried!

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Qiaoqiao frowned and stared for a long time, and finally recognized it! Immediately shouted:

 “Datian! You stole chestnuts!”

 No wonder I don’t eat during this period and I don’t know how many I steal in a day! How long does it take to digest this dry food?

Song Tan handed Qiao Qiao the field and suddenly thought: "The teeth are pretty good!"

 However, after thinking about it, I still couldn’t find the corresponding major in Datian, so I couldn’t help but give up.

Turning to Song Youde, he said: "Grandpa, look at you, why don't you put something in the warehouse? We won't eat your food... Datian never goes to the warehouse to cause trouble."

“You hide nuts in the room and it becomes like a field mouse. It’s a wonder that it can tolerate it!”

Song Tan spoke easily, but Song Youde always felt that she also knew that she planned to get chestnuts for her eldest son. At this moment, he looked at the ignorant Qiao Qiao, and then at the fat field mouse with golden fur, and couldn't help but feel guilty and short of breath:

 “My what…that what…”

After all, Tan Tan invested a lot of money and worked hard to get the chestnuts. Now he is using this to supplement that. Although it is only a few kilograms of chestnuts, it is really inappropriate...

Song Tan pointed to the freezer: "Are you going to give it away? There are frozen ones in the freezer. They are fresh and good-looking, and they are convenient to eat. Whenever you want to deliver them, I will drive there."

Hey, my dear granddaughter!

Song Youde's heart was filled with warmth. Thinking of the previous phone call, he gritted his teeth and said:

 “What to give? No!”

　　Two in one! (so convenient)

I have a new hobby and it’s a waste of money. But I can’t write much…I’ll quit my hobby tomorrow!

 (End of this chapter)