Chapter 223 Lu Family History 3

The history of the Lu family represents the glory of the Lu family one or two hundred years ago. It is the glory of the past. It is of no benefit to the current life. If it is revealed, it will bring endless dangers.

Therefore, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue buried this history in their hearts.

They need to live a stable life and do not need to use the glory of the past to label themselves as the descendants of the royal family and the official family.

At eleven o'clock, Feng Qingxue walked into the private plot with a bamboo basket, stepped on the soil where things such as silver dollar small yellow croaker vases and copper incense burners were hidden, picked deep purple eggplants, red or green peppers, and picked some chicken feathers. After a while, he filled a basket. On the way home, he passed by the cowshed and picked a few tender loofahs from the loofah vines climbing up the wall.

After returning home, he washed and cut everything, peeled a few potatoes and cut them into thin strips, and then kneaded a bowl of noodles. The black noodles were mixed with corn noodles and sweet potato noodles. The dough did not look good.

Lu Jiang pushed his wheelchair over to light the fire, "What are we having for lunch?"

"Braised eggplant with bacon, spicy and sour potato shreds, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, stir-fried loofah, and a pot of cornmeal porridge." There are eight people in the family, young and old, so they can't just make one dish. "I mixed the dough and put a pot of pancakes on it while I'm roasting the eggplant."

Just hearing the names of the dishes makes Lu Jiang's tongue salivate.

Cooking rice in a small pot, after the water boils, add the cornmeal water directly, and stop boiling.

Cooking dishes in a large pot, first fry the bacon, put more than a pound of sliced ​​bacon in the pot, stir-fry until the oil comes out, and the fat is almost transparent, then pour in shredded ginger, garlic cloves and eggplant pieces cut by a rolling knife, continue to stir-fry, add pepper, star anise and five-spice powder, then pour soy sauce for color, add water and simmer slowly. Before covering the pot, Feng Qingxue washed her hands, pinched the dough, and pressed it flat, stretched and thinned it with both hands, and stuck it in the pot.

A circle of pancakes covered the pot wall, and the remaining three pancakes were placed directly on the vegetables.

When the sauce was collected, the vegetables could be taken out of the pot and the pancakes were cooked.

The pancakes peeled off from the pot wall had a layer of hard and crispy rice crust on the side that was attached to the pot. The three pancakes on the vegetable soup were soaked in the soup and were soft and moist. They were stacked on the pancakes peeled off from the basket, with the aroma of vegetables and meat.

Feng Qingxue put the vegetables in a large soup bowl with a large capacity, and then washed the pot and fried the vegetarian dishes.

The vegetarian dishes were easy to cook and were taken out of the pot one by one after a while.

All the water from washing the pot was poured into the slop bucket next to the stove, which was the best for feeding livestock.

She was willing to pour oil when cooking, and there was a layer of oil floating in the water from washing the pot. Lu Jiang felt it was a pity, "In fact, you don't have to wash the pot every time you cook a dish. It's a waste of oil." The kitchen staff hated to pour a drop of oil into the pot when cooking. The villagers usually boiled the vegetables in water. If they saw Feng Qingxue cooking, they would definitely accuse Feng Qingxue of squandering food.

Feng Qingxue was stunned when she heard it. She was used to washing the pot every time she cooked a dish, so as not to mix the flavors of the two dishes.

"I'll pay attention in the future." Considering the current living standard, Feng Qingxue did not insist on her own way. She glanced at Lu Jiang with her eyes like water waves, and smiled at the corners of her mouth, "Don't worry, with me here, our family will not lack food and clothing."

Lu Jiang stared at her and said seriously, "I believe you!"

Although he was very curious about how Feng Qingxue easily got all kinds of scarce materials, he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it, even though he knew that everything had nothing to do with his comrades!

Many of the materials that Feng Qingxue got would not appear in her hometown according to common sense.

Maybe, as my nephew said, Feng Qingxue has an extremely magical treasure chest that allows her to take whatever she wants.