Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

There is always something exciting to find at any time of the year.

But let’s talk about the memorable ones.

Cao Wei thinks that in the hot summer night, when it is too hot to drink, take a sip of ice beer, or ice cola if you don't like ice beer, and after that sip, the whole person is like a piece of paper, completely stretched out and comfortable after absorbing the water.

The second is to have a hot pot in winter.

After walking outside, I felt cold all over, so I went into the house and had a sip of hot soup to warm myself up.

Bring a few friends along, chat and enjoy hotpot.

That's pretty comfortable.

Among all the hotpot dishes, lamb is the most suitable for the winter season.

Look, right now, there are quite a few stalls selling mutton in the vegetable market.

"It's great." Qin Huairu couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, this meat stall was looked at but not entered. A few years ago, meat was not even available. Do you remember that the old man from Yang Laosi's family wanted to eat a piece of meat before he died? That year, Yang Laosi begged for money and spent twenty-three yuan and fifty-six cents to buy such a small piece of meat..."

"That year, a pound of meat seemed to cost more than thirty yuan." The voice of the third uncle came from behind.

Several people looked back.

"Hey, Uncle San, you're here at the market too?"

"Look at what you said. If you don't come, what should I eat?" The third uncle joked with Cao Wei happily and naturally lined up behind Cao Wei.

"Why, do you want to eat something good today?"

"Of course. It's so cold, a meal will refresh you."

"You have a big family, so you need to buy a lot."

"Hehe." Cao Wei chuckled, it was true.

However, in the north, there are many people who can eat dozens of kilograms of meat at one time. He is not the only one.

"Having said that, the current market has everything. The popularity here is really pleasing to the eye." The old man was quite emotional.

"I think so too." Qin Huairu continued.

Qin Jingru whispered to Cao Wei Cricket Qin Huairu: "Look, I had such a good time chatting with the Third Uncle and reminiscing about the past. I feel I am getting older and older."

Qin Huairu's ears moved, but she kept smiling and continued to chat with the third uncle.

However, he just moved silently in the direction of Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru had not yet realized the danger was coming.

The crickets are still chirping.

"Look, you should talk to her properly. She is only a few years old, but she acts like an old woman all day long. Yet she looks young..."

"Old woman?"

"Yes, yes." Qin Jingru nodded subconsciously, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When she turned around, she saw Qin Huairu who seemed to be smiling.

"Sister..." Qin Jingru took two steps back and smiled: "Hehe."

"Old woman huh?"

"Reminiscing about the past huh?"

Qin Jingru was shocked: "Brother Wei, you buy it, I'll wait for you outside!"

"You stop!"

Huaihua and Little Huaihua blinked their eyes and asked Cao Wei: "Dad, do we need to carry dozens of kilograms of mutton back with us?"

Cao Wei shrugged: "I'll bring it up."

Dozens of kilograms of mutton and beef shank bones. These are good ingredients for making the bottom of the pot.

"Huh? Dad!" Cao Leyao was following Qin Tian to the market.

No matter what, when you go to someone's house for a meal, you can't go empty-handed. You have to bring something with you as a token of your appreciation.

"Oh, that's great, come and help."

So, four people got one small one, and two bags for each person.

Before I even left the market, I met two sisters.

"We went to buy some seasonings because we ran out of them at home." Qin Huairu lifted the bag in her hand. Qin Jingru stood beside her obediently.jpg.

Seeing Qin Jingru, Cao Leyao got angry: "Mom, are you blaming me for not calling Nian Nian?"

Qin Jingru: ...

Why is this topic coming up again? It never ends.

"Hehe." Qin Jingru smiled and two dimples appeared on her face, which looked very beautiful.

Cao Leyao: …

No, mom, you are my mom.

Cao Leyao was so confused, what could she do? Let's just not blame anyone else about this matter.

"Later, ask your dad to cook a delicious meal for Nian Nian! That girl will forget everything once she has something delicious." Everyone in this family is a foodie. Even if they are not foodies, they will gradually become foodies under the influence of Cao Wei's cooking skills.

This was Qin Tian's first time attending a family gathering, and for a moment, he was a little at a loss.

Carrying the things, he returned home.

At this moment, Cao Xiucheng and Ji Fufu had arrived.

"Dad, you're back! And my sister."

"No, you only have your dad in your eyes, right?" Qin Jingru put her hands on her hips and said, "Your sister didn't come to the wedding, why didn't you inform her?"

"Ah?" Cao Xiucheng was stunned for a moment, looked at his wife, Ji Fufu, and blinked.

Some people don't understand why this happened to them.

In short, I was happily blamed.

What should I do if I’m blamed?

Then of course you should do the hard labor.

Smoke rose from above the kitchen.

The third uncle came in cheerfully, carrying some food and an iron basin in his hand: "Hey, come and get some soup base from your place."

"Okay, Uncle, leave it there. I'll bring it to you when it's ready."

The kitchen is very busy right now.

Cao Xiucheng and his wife, Cao Leyao and his wife, Huaihua and his wife, the younger generation, were all sitting on low stools in the kitchen, washing vegetables.

"Wash it cleanly. My dad has a sharp tongue. If you don't wash it clean, you will suffer the consequences." Cao Leyao reminded while washing.

"How about I do it and cut it?" Qin Tian felt that his vegetable washing skills were really average.

"No, my dad has certain requirements for knife skills, and we can only do these unskilled jobs. The mutton rolls he slices are so delicious, and now they're put in the pot... Tsk." When he said this, Cao Leyao felt his mouth starting to drool.

Greedy.

Cao Wei took the beef shank bones out of the pot and took out some of the soup.

Planning to make some mutton soup.

As the aroma wafted, everyone in the kitchen became a little restless.

The first to stand up was Sophora japonica.

"Dad~"

"Okay, stop messing around. This quantity is enough." Cao Wei glanced around the kitchen and felt that the prepared dishes were almost enough.

She scooped about ten bowls with a spoon and put them on the tray: "Here, take them out and ask your mother to eat together. Huaihua, send a bowl to the old lady. Don't eat secretly."

"Hehe, I won't." Huaihua picked up a bowl and ran to the central courtyard.

Cao Xiucheng picked up the tray, and a group of people followed him silently. They looked like puppies wagging their tails frantically waiting for food.

Especially the little locust flowers, jumping around happily.