Chapter 847
Several edible vegetables and ginger and garlic are grown in the yard. Meat, there are also several thin strips of bacon hanging on the wall.
Well, the ingredients are rich
Bai Qingqing thought for a while and decided to make bacon stewed vermicelli.
The flints in the kitchen were all of the best quality. Bai Qingqing easily lit a fire, boiled water in a pot, and prepared to boil the vermicelli.
During this time cut the bacon.
Unexpectedly, I hit a wall as soon as I took the knife.
Now the knife at home has been replaced by an iron one, which is similar to the modern kitchen knife Bai Qingqing is used to, but it also requires strength to use it to cut bacon that is as dry as a stone.
Bai Qingqing cut it like a saw for a long time before cutting it off. Then she pressed the meat on the chopping board and grunted while slicing the meat, with beads of sweat on her face.
A dozen pieces of bacon about one centimeter thick were cut out, the water was boiled, and the vermicelli was soaked until soft.
Bai Qingqing wiped her sweat, shook her sore arms, wiped the pot dry, poured vegetable oil in it, heated it up and started frying the bacon.
A simple bowl of bacon and vermicelli kept Bai Qingqing busy in the kitchen for more than an hour.
An hour later, the smell of bacon wafted from the kitchen.
Bai Qingqing came out with a large bowl of bacon stewed with vermicelli and took a sniff. The hot aroma hit her nostrils. I took another hot breath and it tasted good.
She is quite satisfied with her work.
Bai Qingqing went to find Curtis while eating, wanting to show him the fruits of her labor.
Curtis had already packed up the top floor and was about to finish it. Bai Qingqing found him with a bowl.
"Curtis." Bai Qingqing gnawed on a piece, ah no, it should be a lump of bacon, and shouted vaguely.
"Is it ready now?" Curtis looked back at Bai Qingqing, a smile immediately appearing on his face.
Bai Qingqing stood at the door holding a bowl. Her delicate little face could no longer see its original skin. There were firewood ash everywhere, and her whole figure seemed to have gotten into the stove.
It happened that she was completely unconscious, and she was concentrating on chewing her extremely hard bacon. She looked as naive as a hamster fighting for its nuts.
"What are you cooking?" Curtis asked curiously, not remembering that Parker had ever prepared such hard food for Xiaobai.
"Bacon!" Bai Qingqing said, her chopsticks slipped, and she nibbled a few pieces of embossed bacon and dropped it to the stone floor with a "bang".
That's right, it was a "bang" sound, like the sound of pebbles hitting stones.
Modern bacon made from pork is hard enough. The meat cooked by Bai Qingqing is made from strong muscular beasts. The meat is cut into strips so tightly that it can be used as a stick for fighting.
Bai Qingqing bit it all, and then heard the obvious sound, and she was immediately embarrassed.
"Did you cook the stones?" Curtis smiled, stood up and walked to Bai Qingqing, raising his hand to wipe the ashes from her face.
Seeing that Curtis touched his fingertips and turned black, Bai Qingqing said "ah" and hurriedly touched her face.
"It's stained with dust? Is it a lot?"
Curtis said "hmm" and gave Bai Qingqing a positive answer.
Bai Qingqing was even more embarrassed. She wiped it randomly a few times, but the dust on her face was blurred away. There was no clean skin on her entire face.
The smile in Curtis's eyes grew stronger, he picked up Bai Qingqing with one arm and said, "I'm done cleaning up, let's go down and eat."
"Um."
Bai Qingqing picked up a piece of bacon and fed it to Curtis, "It tastes good, but the meat is a bit hard."
Not only was it a little bit, Bai Qingqing had been eating for so long without even finishing a piece of meat.
Curtis held the piece of meat in his mouth with curiosity, chewed it, and said funnyly: "Don't eat it, wait until Parker comes back to cook it for you."