"Sister, is Xiaobaicai ready?"
"No, let it grow longer."
"Sister, is Xiaobaicai ready?"
"No, let it grow longer."
"Sister, why isn't the cabbage ready yet?"
"Because Qiao Qiao asked three times today."
Song Tan was tired.
"Mom! Look at you! Why did you tell him in advance?"
Now Qiao Qiao is looking forward to going to the amusement park with great anticipation, she really can't bear it anymore.
Wulan, who was carrying a basket full of tea leaves, pretended not to hear, "Oh, this tea is so good!"
It was still Uncle Seven who had a plan: "Come on, Qiao Qiao, I have been learning knowledge during this period, but I can't lose my cooking skills!"
"It's not lost, it's not lost!"
Qiao Qiao became anxious.
He now values his learning results in all aspects, fearing that any shortcomings will affect his plan to go to the amusement park.
“I study hard every day.”
Uncle Seven nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave a dish for you to cook at noon. If it tastes good, it will prove that you are not lying."
After hearing this, Wulan was stunned.
"Uncle, can Qiao Qiao cook now?"
Uncle Seven said nonchalantly, "How strange is that? When you were a kid, did you practice your knife skills before cooking? Then you just stood on a stool and started to try it out, didn't you?"
"He doesn't practice, and it's the same even if he watches it a hundred times. We are not seriously verifying it according to the process."
There is some truth to this.
As a rural kid, he dared to stand on a stool as tall as the stove to cook. For people of Wulan's generation, this was normal.
That is to say, life is better now, the pressure is not so great, and there is no need to discipline children like that, which makes everyone seem more pampered.
Qiao Qiao was quite confident: "Then what should I do?"
The seventh cousin thought for a while and said, "Aren't you thinking about Chinese cabbage? Go pick some Chinese cabbage from the field and make some Chinese cabbage stewed with potatoes for lunch."
There is still a bag of potatoes left from the ones I bought two days ago.
"What we made before was stewing taro with bamboo leaves. This time we'll use a different ingredient. It's definitely going to taste better than bamboo leaves."
Uncle Qi would never admit that he had been craving for the tender and juicy cabbages in the field for a long time. Unfortunately, everyone was watching closely, so they only picked a handful to stir-fry, and everyone had one piece, and it was gone.
He also knew that those were the money Song Tan was saving to sell to build a house, so he was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Qiao Qiao was a little hesitant: "But those need to be sold for money to buy tickets!"
My goodness, you can’t leave the amusement park, right
Song Tan quickly said, "It doesn't matter. It's mainly for the family to eat."
She grows the vegetables herself, so she wants to eat them herself!
Qiao Qiao then picked up the big basket very seriously: "Then I'll go see if the cabbages are growing."
As long as it grows leaves, it can be eaten. What's good or bad about it? Song Tan is just dragging his feet because he wants the cabbage to grow bigger...
However, she had originally planned to set off tomorrow, and all the people who would be working tomorrow and tonight had been cleared out, but she just didn't let Qiao Qiao know.
The Chinese cabbages are planted densely and closely in the field, with thin roots embedded in the soil. You can easily pull out a whole cabbage by grabbing it and pulling it gently.
Qiao Qiao's big basket was soon filled to the brim.
Not to mention, now that he follows his seventh cousin every day, he has a pretty good idea of how much vegetables his family needs for a meal. Now he is excited to go back and can't wait to show off his skills!
—Today, Chef Jojo!
…
Unfortunately the chef's first course sounded a little perfunctory.
Cabbage stewed with potatoes sounds like a standard dish for construction sites, with a bland soup. But in fact, because everyone uses different ingredients, it is actually quite delicious.
Last time, my seventh cousin made the bamboo shoots and potatoes stew. Everyone devoured it all, including the soup and rice. There was not a single drop left.
Aunt Lianhua came over early to help light the fire and boil water. Qiao Qiao removed the roots of each 20-centimeter-long cabbage, cleaned it, and then blanched it directly in the boiling water for a while.
When the leaves turn emerald green, take out the cabbage and quickly soak it in cold water.
The potatoes have been peeled while blanching, and now they are cut into cubes.
Qiao Qiao's knife skills are not that good, but his advantage is that he is patient, steady and calm.
Soon, a basin of potatoes was cut.
Finally, he took out a pot of stewed meat with alternating fat and lean meat and chopped it into small pieces.
Aunt Lianhua was even ready to lend a hand and help him fish out the green cabbages that had been blanched and cooled.
But the seventh cousin glanced at her.
She had no choice but to pretend she didn't see it and sat back down to make the fire.
The weather was warmer, so she wore a simple shirt. Her cheeks were red from the fire. She looked at Qiao Qiao as if she were her own child, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Qiao Qiao didn't notice anything.
Generally, novices are often a little flustered when cooking, but Qiao Qiao is different. He seems to have a plan in his mind and is never in a hurry no matter what.
At this moment, he took out the cabbage, squeezed out the water slightly, and then chopped it into small pieces.
Then heat the oil in a pan, stir-fry the dried chili peppers and minced garlic, and finally add the chopped meat from the braised pot.
When the aroma comes out, add the diced potatoes and stir-fry. When the potatoes are a little soft and sticky, add some boiling water and sprinkle salt...
Song Tan watched in amazement as Qiao Qiao sprinkled the salt in, and then stopped moving. He turned his head and looked at his seventh cousin: "Qiao Qiao is so talented? Doesn't she need to taste the saltiness?"
"What talent or no talent?" The seventh cousin was still clear-sighted and said, "I guess he saw that I added only a spoonful of salt last time, so he added so much this time."
"Just look at the water. The amount I added is almost the same as last time."
"But," he said with a smile in his eyes, "this child is down-to-earth and smart. He is now learning how to cook the same amount as me. After cooking a few more times, he will get the feel for it."
Of course!
Qiao Qiao was very focused when cooking and didn't listen to anyone talking at all.
Now put the chopped cabbage in and stir it a few times - browned diced meat, emerald green cabbage and jade-white cabbage stalks, bright yellow diced potatoes, and a few bright red peppers in the middle.
The fragrance of the Chinese cabbage becomes more obvious with the addition of meat and chili peppers.
The seventh cousin suddenly slapped his thigh:
"Oh, it's not even time yet and I haven't even cooked yet!"
"Don't worry. We don't have to worry about the food getting cold in this weather. Besides, stews take a long time to cool down. There are three big pots—"
Song Tan then gave the order: "Qiao Qiao, can you cook?"
Cooking is even easier.
Wash the rice and add water to the pot. When adding water, Qiao Qiao also asked: "Sister, do you want more rice soup today? If not, I will add less water."
"Yes, grandpa and grandma love to drink this."
"OK!"
Qiao Qiao poured in another bucket of water. The earthen stove was very hot, and even though the iron pot was very large, it started to bubble up in a short while.
When I lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the rice grains, the white center in the middle was almost gone.
He quickly picked up the ladle and scooped up all the excess rice soup, then smiled sweetly at Aunt Lianhua:
"Aunt, just leave a little fire to simmer."