Farmhouse Stone Mountain

Shi Shan put the basket in his hand on the table. Aunt Mao had just moved the rice oil to the kitchen. She turned around and opened the cloth covering the basket to see what Shi Shan had bought. It looked like someone had stepped on it. Tail "Damn it! You bought oil and meat, where did you get the money?! And what did you buy these iron spoons for? Don't you think it's a waste of money?!" In the basket were large strips of skin bought by Shi Shan Pork belly weighs more than two catties, how much does it cost!

Shi Shan sat on a stool in the yard, drank the water brought by the little pumpkin, and before he swallowed a sip of water, he was choked up by Aunt Mao's voice, "Cough, cough,...cough"

"Tell me where did you get the money! Did you and that peddler again?" Aunt Mao asked with a gesture of guilt. He was afraid that Shi Shan would not learn well, so he got involved with the previous peddler and got some money from the peddler.

When Shi Shan saw Aunt Mao's expression, he knew that she wanted to trouble me. Not to mention that he had never seen the shopkeeper since he came across, even if he saw Shi Shan, he wished to stay away from him. "Aunt Mao, don't mention him to scare me. When I was in Zhoujia Village, I went up the mountain to dig some medicinal materials and sold them for a lot of money."

"You can't spend it like this after selling it, how much is such a big fast meat! Bring a cub, you don't know how to save it"

"It's not much money, it's just a piece of meat, if you buy it, you buy it, eat it to nourish your body, otherwise you won't be meaty, and your health will not be good." Not to mention others, even the little pumpkin has small arms and legs, and his face is not good. , need supplementation, nutrition must keep up.

Aunt Mao was so distressed that she went to search for other baskets, scolded Shi Shan, and didn't know where to wipe her tears.

Shi Shan cut half of the pork belly for cooking, and put some salt on the other half for Yuzhen to hang in a ventilated place.

Yuzhen hurriedly said distressedly, "I can't eat so much at home, and I can't use half of a meal."

Shi Shan replied, "That's right, there are so many people."

Just now, she heard what my mother scolded in the yard. In the past, Shi Shan had everything that was good, and she was tight to herself. Good things like meat would make a difference. Yuzhen looked at Shi Shan who was cutting meat, and her heart was a little moved , squatted down to add fire to the stove.

Shi Shan cut the meat into pieces, put oil in the pot and added sugar, and stir-fried the meat when the saccharification was bubbling. After the color changed, add onion, ginger, soy sauce and other seasonings, put two large bowls of water and start stewing.

After a series of movements, Yuzhen, who was squatting to add firewood, was dumbfounded.

"...Xiao Shan, when will you be able to cook?" Although Shi Shan also went to the kitchen before, she was stunned by this smooth movement now.

Just as Shi Shan put the lid on the pot, when he heard the words, he said hesitantly, "...I used to know how to cook, right?" The memory in his mind was that Shi Shan knew how to cook before, did he make a mistake? ?Shi Shan had no expression on his face, but he was very guilty when he met Shang Yuzhen's eyes.

"Oh, yes, you used to seldom go to the kitchen." Yuzhen picked up a piece of firewood to add to the fire, thinking that before Shi Shan was married, she did all kinds of work at home.

Shi Shan laughed awkwardly, turned his back to peel the potatoes in the pot, and Shi Shan was relieved when Yuzhen got up from the kitchen to pick vegetables in the vegetable field outside.

There was a faint smell of greed coming out of the pot. Shi Shan lifted the lid of the pot and poured the cut potatoes into the pot. After stewing for a while, he took a chopstick and poked the meat in the pot. As soon as the chopsticks poked the meat, oil came out, and the potatoes were slightly rotten, so they came out of the pan.

When Tie Zhu finished his work and returned home with his hoe in his hands, the tantalizing smell of meat wafting from the yard made his stomach growl.

The neighbor next door poked his head out from the wall, "Yo, sister Mao, what are you doing at home, it smells delicious"

"It's none of your business what I eat at my house! Go, go, don't lie on the wall of my house"

The braised pork with potatoes and braised pork made by Shi Shan himself was also out of the pot, and was just being served on the table. The neighbor saw it and yelled, and Aunt Mao drove them away with the long bamboo pole at home.

Gouzi took the little pumpkin and the candied haws to find friends in the village to play with. As soon as he got home, the smell made the two children run all over the kitchen.

On the table, the braised pork with potatoes, which were burnt to sugary red, was greasy. Gouzi raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and his saliva seemed to flow down.

Finally, fried cabbage and pickled vegetable soup were served, and several people sat down to eat.

Shi Shan scooped up a spoonful of skinny braised pork for Little Pumpkin sitting next to him, and looked up to see that everyone at the dinner table was eating cabbage.

Shi Shan pushed the bowl of braised pork to the side where several people were sitting, "Eat it! I can't carry water and do farm work, but my cooking skills are not bad."

Gouzi swallowed his saliva a long time ago, but seeing that his grandma, father and mother did not move, he did not stretch out his chopsticks. The delicious meat was right in front of him. Just when he wanted to stretch out his chopsticks, Shi Shan stood up and scooped it up for each of them. Take a tablespoon and put it in the bowl.

Shi Shan asked, "Dog, do you want to be fatter or thinner?"

Gouzi stood up and shook his head vigorously, "I like meat!"

Everyone at the table laughed for some reason, and Gouzi also opened his mouth to laugh, looking like a second iron pillar.

"I like meat so much, come here, this spoon is fat or thin." Shi Shan happily scooped him a spoonful, "Eat them all, don't just look at them."

Gouzi and his family finally relaxed and had a happy meal.

The meat was stewed tender and tender, and the potatoes were sandy and glutinous. Not to mention Tie Zhu, even Aunt Mao added an extra bowl of brown rice.

Shi Shan poured some soup into the rice of the little pumpkin, and the head of the little pumpkin was almost buried in the bowl.

Shi Shan added some vinegar when putting the seasoning, the meat is not greasy, and it is really fucking delicious with brown rice.

"This soil lump tastes really good after making it like this," Tie Zhu boasted without saying much, and the soil lump can still make such a taste.

Aunt Mao and Yuzhen both put smiles on their faces and nodded in response.

While eating, Shi Shan dropped by and mentioned that he wanted to make earth lump snacks and sell them in the town. Aunt Mao thought for a while and asked him to figure it out.