"Mom, what is this? It stinks." Lu Haici asked, looking at the onion, green pepper and large intestine stir-fried in the bowl. More importantly, he saw his dad eating it happily. However, he thought it smelled a bit stinky. Lu Haici was very conflicted. Should he eat it or not
Lin Qingqing thought the smell of stir-fried large intestine with onions, green peppers was very fragrant, but Xiaozaizi thought it was very smelly, just like before, Lin Qingqing thought the smell of durian was very fragrant, but her grandmother thought it was very smelly.
Lin Qingqing said: "This is for adults to eat to nourish the body. Children can't eat this. If you really want to eat it, you can only eat two chopsticks." As a food blogger, Lin Qingqing will popularize a lot of knowledge about dishes on Baidu when she is cooking live. Although the knowledge on Baidu may not be 100% correct, it is always useful.
Lin Qingqing has live-streamed pig intestines, and of course has also popularized pig intestines. Although pig intestines have a high protein content, they also have a high fat content. Because children's stomachs are relatively weak, it is not easy to digest pig intestines, so it is not suitable for children to eat. However, Lin Qingqing's pig intestines are cooked very well, and it is still okay for a five-year-old kid like Lu Haici to eat one or two chopsticks occasionally. Take Lin Qingqing herself, she dare not eat too much because she is afraid of fat accumulation.
Before Lu Haici even picked up his chopsticks, Lu Cheng said, "Since children can't eat, don't be greedy." If the little bastard eats one less bite, he can eat one more bite. Lu Cheng felt that he was doing it for his own good.
"I don't want to." Lu Haici thought his father must be lying to the child, he stubbornly put down his chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig intestines and put it in his bowl, then took a careful bite, and then... "Mom, it's delicious, like meat, and a little sweet."
Lin Qingqing watched the little cub take a second bite and reminded him: "Even if it tastes good, you can only eat two chopsticks. Otherwise, if you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable and you will have to get an injection."
Injections are Lu Haici's Achilles' heel. When he heard that he was going to get an injection, he nodded quickly and said, "I will definitely only eat two chopsticks of food, not more." Compared to an injection, no matter how delicious the food is, it won't taste that good.
“Lu Haici… Lu Haici…” Ji Yang’s voice was heard outside.
"I'm eating." Lu Haici said loudly.
Ji Yang ran into the hall, his little face and his pair of clear black and white eyes were a little red. He took a deep breath: "Lu Haici, my family has run out of meat coupons this month, so we can't make meat buns. My mother said she would make egg pancakes. Can I give you egg pancakes?" Ji Yang was a little nervous, fearing that his friends would not agree.
Lu Haici blinked and said, "Of course."
Ji Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his friend agreed. That was good.
Lin Qingqing was curious about their affairs, but she didn't ask. She said to Ji Yang, "Ji Yang, have you eaten?"
Ji Yang shook his head: "I'm going home to eat. My mother has prepared the meal and is making egg pancakes now."
Lin stood up gently: "Then wait a moment." Then, she went to the kitchen and came out with a bowl. On the plate were potatoes baked in the morning. "Here, take this back and eat it."
"Wow, it's a baked potato. Lu Haici gave it to me this morning." Ji Yang's eyes lit up. He didn't care that Lu Haici only gave him half a potato. In his mind, his friend was sharing with him.
Lin Qingqing: "Really? Do you like it?"
Ji Yang said: "I like it."
Afterwards, Ji Yang went home with a bowl of baked potatoes.
"Mom..." As soon as Ji Yang entered the house, he called Xu Huijuan, and then he went straight to the kitchen, "Mom, Lu Haici's mother gave me a baked potato, it's so delicious." Ji Yang came to the kitchen, eating a baked potato.
Xu Huijuan looked at her son's happy expression and felt like crying. Now, he hadn't returned the egg pancakes, and he took the potatoes. Xu Huijuan could only say, "Ji Yang, food is very precious in this era. We can't eat other people's food for free. So, if Lu Haici's mother gave you food, we should also give food to others. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Ji Yang responded readily. But in fact, he didn't quite understand. To Ji Yang, this was food given by the neighbor aunt, just like food given by a friend.
Xu Huijuan thought about it, what should she give to the Lu family? Send food? She sent food the last few times... Fortunately, she was making egg pancakes today, so why not just send a few more egg pancakes.
"I'm back." Ji Changfeng came home and saw his son eating potatoes. He was a little hungry after being busy all morning and wanted to eat something. Seeing this, he took a baked potato from his son's bowl and said, "This potato tastes good."
"It was sent from next door." Xu Huijuan said, "I'm making egg pancakes. I'll send a bowl over when it's ready."
"It was made by Lu Haici's mother. The food cooked by Lu Haici's mother is delicious." Ji Yang said admiringly.
Xu Huijuan felt a little jealous after hearing this. Thinking of the tofu pancakes Lin Qingqing made that day, they tasted good, but not delicious, right? But thinking of the two pumpkin pancakes her son brought back yesterday, she felt that Lin Qingqing was indeed good at making things, and children also liked these snacks.
"Mom, eat..." Ji Yang finished a potato, licked his hands, picked up a baked potato and handed it to Xu Huijuan, and said, "Mom, I also want to eat the pumpkin cakes, egg fried rice, and this baked potato made by Lu Haici's mother. Can you make it?"
Xu Huijuan: "Mom doesn't know how." Everyone is good at different things, and Lin Qingqing really doesn't know how to do the things she does.
Ji Yang asked naively: "Then can you learn from Lu Haici's mother?" In the minds of children, it is normal to learn if you don't know something.
Xu Huijuan was of course unwilling, but seeing that her son liked the things made by Lin Qingqing, she couldn't say no, so she could only say: "This is the craftsmanship of Lu Haici's mother. Many people's craftsmanship cannot be passed on, just like the money in the family, so mom can't guarantee it, but mom can go and ask."
The Lu family had just finished lunch when Ji Yang came again, holding the bowl with the baked potatoes, but inside was an egg pancake: "Lu Haici, Aunt, this is the egg pancake my mother made. Bring it to you."
Lin Qingqing did not refuse: "Thank you so much, mom. Please say thank you to auntie later."
Ji Yang said: "Hey, I'll tell you." The little guy skipped back home.
Xu Huijuan's cooking skills are indeed good. Lin Qingqing took a piece of egg pancake, and the taste was the same as the scallion pancakes of later generations, which made people very appetizing. She ate one piece and couldn't help it, so she ate another piece, thinking to herself that she would make scallion pancakes tomorrow morning.
In the afternoon, Lu Haici and Ji Yang went to the kindergarten hand in hand. Lu Cheng was renovating the small house and no longer needed Lin Qingqing's help, so Lin Qingqing braised the pig intestines. The pig intestines were in the pot and she didn't have to take care of them, so she started to study the sewing machine.
The sewing machine had been taken out and put away, and Lin Qingqing looked at the instructions and operated it. It was quite simple to operate the sewing machine. After all, compared with the high-tech products of later generations, those products were more difficult to operate.
After Lin Qingqing understood the instructions, she took apart her old clothes to test them. She was reluctant to use new cloth. She first tried to make suspenders with the cloth from her old clothes. After three revisions, she finally made a suspender that she liked with the old cloth. Lin Qingqing also mastered the skills and decided to use new cloth. However, the new cloth had to be sewn first.
Lin Qingqing used a wooden ruler to measure the size of the new cloth, and then drew the shape of the suspenders with a pencil. Soon, a suspender that was the same as the old cloth suspenders was made. It had a suspender on the outside and a double-layer bra on the inside. She took off her clothes to try it on. The size was just right, with a few centimeters of surplus. It was a good fit, but not tight.
Then, Lin Qingqing continued to experiment with making five-centimeter shorts using fabric from old clothes. It was smoother than suspenders, and after two revisions, she succeeded. She then used new fabric to make them.
One afternoon, Lin Qingqing made a pair of suspender shorts made of old cloth and another pair of suspender shorts made of new cloth. The ones made of old cloth can also be worn and changed. Then she washed the suspender shorts made of new cloth with soapy water at home and hung them out to dry. Although the June sun was good, it was estimated that they would not dry until tomorrow. As for the ones made of old cloth, she did not wash them, because old clothes were washed clean and could be worn at night.
Lu Cheng came out to drink water and saw Lin Qingqing drying her suspenders and shorts. The pants looked a little short, so he said, "Lu Haici has a lot of clothes. You don't have to make them for him. Just make some new clothes for yourself." He thought it was for Lu Haici.
Lin Qingqing: "..." She looked at him and said in a speechless tone, "This is what I made for myself."
Lu Cheng: “…” He returned to the cabin calmly and continued working, if his pace wasn’t so fast.
Lin Qingqing looked at his back and couldn't help laughing.
It was almost time to prepare dinner. The braised pig intestines had already absorbed their juices, so we could cut some out to eat in the evening. However, "Lu Cheng, I'm going to the third company's kitchen." She took out two bowls, filled them with braised pig intestines and baked potatoes, and put them in the basket.
"Okay." Although he didn't know what Lin Qingqing was going to do, he knew she must have her reasons, so Lu Cheng didn't ask any more questions.
Third Company Cooking Class
Lin Qingqing arrived at the entrance of the canteen of the Third Company's kitchen squad and saw smoke coming out of the chimney. She thought they had already started cooking dinner. "Is everyone there?"
"Comrade Lin is here. Doesn't work start the day after tomorrow?" Hearing her voice, Qi Shao came over. He was wearing white chef's clothes.
Lin Qingqing said, "I made two dishes today and brought them over for you to try." Then she walked inside and took out roasted potatoes and braised pig intestines from the basket. "This is roasted potatoes, and this is braised pig intestines. What I mainly want to talk about is braised pig intestines. If you find pig intestines when you go shopping, you can buy them. Braised pig intestines taste very good." More importantly, pig intestines are cheap, but rich in protein and taste good.
Lin Qingqing already knew about the company's kitchen squad's procurement, which was done by the kitchen squad itself, not by the army. With so many people in the army, if they were to do the procurement together, they would be too busy.