Looking at Gu Qingyao's face, Mo Chengrui didn't know what to say.
He knew that his uncle was very kind to the sister in front of him, so the uncle next to him didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to say anything, and let her go. These children are all good at work, the fish and shrimps are quickly cleaned up, Mo Beihan is going to burn the fire, and Gu Qingyao is in charge.
Those crayfish are naturally made spicy.
It is late autumn now, and crayfish can still be eaten. It can be said that it is very rare. This year, it is probably the last time.
In these shrimps, not all crayfish, there are some rice shrimps and the like, Gu Qingyao put them together.
She has enough supplies on hand, and when she puts out the oil, she is naturally very willing. If the lobster is out of oil, wouldn't it be a waste of good things
At this time, a few children and Jiang Yingqiu were not in the kitchen, but she and Mo Beihan, so she put a lot of oil.
Mo Beihan was burning the fire. In fact, he had been paying attention to Gu Qingyao's movements, and he had also seen it. A spoonful of oil was poured into the pot.
People in this age are very economical, and they are reluctant to put oil when cooking. They usually wipe the pan with oil, but the pan is not sticky. There is absolutely no such thing as Gu Qingyao.
The crayfish needs seasoning. Gu Qingyao has it in her hand, and enough to add. Although you can't see the garlic mashed with pesto like in the previous life, she made it spicy, and it's common to add a little pepper. There are also things that you can't see, like pepper and pepper powder, you can still do it.
There was no way to add beer, so I added a little white wine in. This Mo Beihan's family had it, but it was Moutai.
Mo Beihan has been observing that in this era, cooking is as particular as Gu Qingyao. It is really rare, and there are almost none in the countryside.
Although he saw it in his eyes, he didn't say anything.
Crayfish is cooked in one pot, and fish soup is cooked in the large pot on the other side.
Like the small fish ponds that Gu Qingyao made last time, it is still braised in fish soup with soy sauce, which gives it a heavier taste.
Mo Beihan was at home during this time, and the Mo family's supplies were still good. Gu Qingyao added two eggs to pick up fresh.
There are still pancakes around the pot, which are actually a bit similar to Xiaoyu potstickers, except that Gu Qingyao can play freely in practice.
There were a lot of people, and three pots of black-faced pancakes were posted, and then I gave up.
Jiang Yingqiu was a little older and not in good health. Gu Qingyao stewed her a slightly larger fish on a small stove next to her, made a lighter fish soup, and added some wild mushrooms in it.
This was taken when she went up the mountain with Mo Beihan before, and the Mo family still has it.
With such a fragrant aroma, the children almost drooled, one by one, they all ran to the kitchen door and stretched their heads to look inside.
Gu Qingyao smiled, "Go and get the table out. I can eat now."
"Oh oh oh..."
Several people cheered and hurried to move the table.
The meals are simple but generous. Gu Qingyao packed them in pots and put them on the table outside.
And Mo Beihan, at this time, went to taste the light fish soup that Gu Qingyao made for his mother alone. The fish soup was light, but it was delicious.
He only took a sip and tasted it, the most familiar taste in his previous life.
Space spring water!
It seems that a little change has taken place in this life, and Yaoyao's space has appeared in advance.
The environment in her life space is much better than the outside world, the spring water is sweeter than the outside world, and the health preservation effect is excellent.
Later, she was cultivated into a medicinal spring, and the effect was even better.
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