Rebirth of farming for a living

When Li Qiuyan got up the next day, it was indeed late.

She was not in a hurry. She was the only one left at home, which meant that Li Xiangnan and Jiang Zhe also went to the store together.

With them in the store, it doesn't matter if you are there or not.

Li Qiuyan had a slow breakfast, and then went to Li Xiangbei's house with a smoked chicken and a portion of beef.

These days, Yang still lives at Li Xiangbei's house, so things are naturally sent directly to Li Xiangbei.

When Mrs. Yang heard the sound, she came out of the kitchen, took Li Qiuyan's things, and complained about Li Qiuyan's spending money.

Li Qiuyan smiled and went in to see Goudan'er.

The little baby seemed to be a little rounder after not seeing him for a few days. At this time, Goudan'er was awake and his eyes were round.

Li Qiuyan only dared to lie there and play with Goudaner, and the two of them had a great time.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the two of them lovingly. Not going out these days, and eating multiple meals a day, Mrs. Zhou had gained a lot of weight.

Yang opened the bag and was a little surprised to see beef inside, and hurriedly came to the house again: "Yanyan, where did you get the beef?"

Li Qiuyan looked at his younger brother without looking back: "There happened to be a cow that fell and hurt its leg. I bumped into it, so I bought some."

Only then did Yang feel relieved: "That's okay. How do you eat this beef?"

Li Qiuyan thought for a while: "Let's make a soup. There are two beef bones in it. I made the soup and asked my fourth aunt to drink more. I heard it's quite tonic."

Zhou frowned slightly when she heard this, but she knew that Li Qiuyan meant well, so she didn't say anything else.

How did Li Qiuyan know that the meat soup Zhou drank these days did not contain salt?

However, Ms. Zhou is not pretentious. Some mothers want to drink it this way, but their husbands don’t take it seriously.

Just thinking about that smell makes me tremble a little.

After hearing this, Mrs. Yang felt that it was just what she wanted. If it was good, she must have wanted the mother to eat more.

But there was a lot of meat, so Yang left Li Qiuyan and said, "If your father is at home, call him and let's eat together here at noon."

Wang is not at home on weekdays, but now that Li Qiuyan is here, she is not missing a bowl of rice.

Li Qiuyan shook his head: "When he wasn't at home, he also went to the store."

When Yang heard this, Li Qiuyan was the one to blame, let alone let the child go.

Li Qiuyan didn't want to refuse, so she agreed, and said, "Nai, let's make some yeast pancakes. It would be great to drink with beef soup."

Mrs. Yang couldn't help but laugh, what's so difficult about this: "Okay, I'll leave the dough now, and when the beans come out, I'll make cakes for you."

Rinse the dough in warm water and put it in the sun very quickly.

Naturally, Li Qiuyan didn't refuse, so he took the initiative to wash the beef bones and beef. There were two stoves at home, and the beef soup needs to be simmered for a long time to taste delicious, so he washed it first and stewed it.

After Yang served it, he went to scoop the beans into the big pot.

Li Qiuyan was shocked when he saw Mr. Yang taking an oversized basin to put the beans out: "So many?"

It turned out that Li Qiuyan thought that Yang cooked beans to eat as a side dish, but who knew that Yang actually cooked a full pot.

When Yang heard this, he clicked his tongue: "More, more, more, this is for dipping, don't say anything."

Oh, this is what is said on the Internet. During important operations, children’s breathing is wrong.

It turns out that Mr. Yang soaked the beans last night and cooked them this morning, intending to use them in sauce.

Li Qiuyan didn't dare to speak anymore. While he poured water to wash the bones, another bright light seemed to flash in his mind.

That's right, why did I forget about Doenjiang?

In my memory, Yang’s miso was very delicious.

If you fry diced pork with soybean paste, boil the noodles in cold water to make noodles with soybean paste, and add some shredded cucumbers and radish, it will definitely sell well in summer.

Li Qiuyan waited until Yang took out the beans and put them aside, then lit the fire and asked, "Milk, when will the miso be made?"

Yang said: "It will have to be April."

Now the beans are cooked for fermentation first, and then the sauce is started after the fermentation is completed.

Li Qiuyan saw that Mrs. Yang was now looking kind and cheerful, so she discussed with Mrs. Yang: "Milk, please add more of this sauce."

Mrs. Yang laughed when she heard this: "I know you all like to eat, so this is quite a lot. I've brought some for you all."

Yang's miso was authentic, and she was afraid that her daughters-in-law would spoil it if they were too young to make it. The beans were grown at home, so it didn't take a lot of effort. Yang made a lot of them.

Li Qiuyan said: "No, Nai, I thought that the soybean paste you made tastes so good, I can sell noodles in the summer."

I told Mrs. Yang all these things, and at the end I didn't forget to add: "Don't worry about the baby, I will pay for it."

Smile lines appeared on Yang's face: "It's not money, the beans are ready, let's soak the milk now."