Zhao Yuanle: "Ah, which one?"

He Ju: "Zhao Liniang."

When Zhao Yuanle heard that it was from Zhao Li's family, he knew it.

He Ju: "She said Jinfeng asked you to go to her place, and said that thanks to you this time, I would like to bring you something to thank you."

Zhao Yuanle: "I know."

I'm afraid it's not Jin Feng's plan that requires her to cooperate.

Zhao Yuanlan outside heard this and snorted coldly.

"When Zhao Li met us before, he bought a bunch of things and didn't say anything. Now he said that, most of the time he wanted to help."

He Ju paused and said, "Lele, if you ask you for help, you will find an excuse to push it, and you will get something for you before continuing."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't suffer any losses."

Skip this topic and Zhao Yuanle started mixing the pig's nostrils.

There was nothing before, but now there are not only freshly baked chili, but also soy sauce and serious vinegar. Everything is perfect except for the lack of chicken essence.

First, chop two cloves of garlic, chop them up, then add salt, a tablespoon of chili oil, soy sauce and vinegar, and finally some chopped peppercorns.

After finishing this bowl of seasoning, Zhao Yuanle picked up the washed pig nostrils and dipped them in his mouth.

Well...it's numb, spicy, sour and fragrant. It's so appetizing to eat with pig nostrils.

He Ju couldn't help but smile when she saw Zhao Yuanle's enjoyment expression.

"Give me some food, I'll see how delicious you are."

Zhao Yuanle mixed a few pieces for He Ju to eat. After He Ju took a few bites, he couldn't help but nodded.

"This oil and spicy food is really delicious."

Listening to the two of them, Zhao Yuanlan had already come in with her youngest son in her arms.

Two people eat one, one and one, and they eat spicy oil around their mouths.

My youngest son was so angry that he was angry next to him.

Zhao Yuanle said: "If you want to eat, just rinse it with water. The little kid should not eat it too spicy."

Although my youngest still wanted to eat, he still said honestly, and then took the pig's nostril and went to Zhao Ercheng.

Zhao Ercheng, who was walking on the bed, felt a headache when he saw the youngest son who came over with the pig's nostrils.

He is really going to be stinked. The pig's nostrils are not delicious. They are obviously the same as the fucking bug.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanlan was eating constantly, He Ju took away the bowl containing the seasonings.

"Your father hasn't come back yet, it seems that you're about to finish eating."

Zhao Yuanlan took a deep breath and her lips were also red.

"This is so spicy, the more I want to eat it."

He Ju: "It would be strange if Erjingtou's spicy food is not spicy."

Zhao Yuanle took a bench and sat next to him and roasted the fire.

She felt that the seasoning was not as good as chicken essence, and it still tasted a little bad.

In fact, it’s okay without chicken essence stock, but who can make soup every day?

She thought about it and thought of a replacement that she could get here.

That is the shrimps in small rivers or streams.

This kind of shrimp is full of a lot. Most people are too lazy to fish it. Occasionally, children will play with it, or someone will crush it and feed it to ducks and geese.

Zhao Yuanle thought that chicken essence only needs a umami flavor, and the shrimps are fresh enough after being dried and crushed.

Thinking of this, she planned to do it in her mind. If it doesn’t work today, she will be a little busy tomorrow, so the day after tomorrow.

At this time, Zhao Sancheng's voice came from outside.

"Lle Xiaolan is back?"

Zhao Yuanlan hurriedly brought the pig nostrils and dipping sauce to Zhao Sancheng.

"Dad, come and eat."

Zhao Dacheng put down his hoe and smiled and said, "Don't be busy or not, Dad wash his hands first."

When he washed his hands, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a few bites of pig nostrils to eat, and couldn't help but praise him.

"This can be sold in the store and used as a cold dish, a plate of three cents."

Zhao Yuanle smiled faintly after hearing this.

It costs three cents per plate, and I guess I can’t even make money for seasonings.

He Ju, holding firewood in the pile of firewood with tongs, accidentally caught the dog lying there sleeping. The dog screamed and ran out quickly, finally hurriedly huddled under Zhao Yuanle's bench and continued to roast the fire.

He Ju: "Hi, this dog is dark, how can I see clearly? It would be strange if I don't hold it."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the firewood and said, "Today, Aunt Yu gave me a lot of flowers, and I can steam it again tomorrow."

He Ju thought of the bottle of rose pure dew and spoke a little embarrassedly.

"I won't use that, teach me tonight."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Okay, but I'm going to take a shower and wash my hair tonight."

"Ah?" He Ju disagreed: "One night I was brainwashed, my hair was so hard to dry, and the water vapor would cause my brain to hurt when I got in."

Zhao Yuanle was very determined: "I have to wash."

She can no longer bear it.

I have been here for more than ten days, and she has not washed it well. I bought the bathtub today and said I should use everything, just to get the bad luck in the county.

He Ju snorted: "Whatever you want, you will know the color if you catch a cold."

As she said that, she got up and opened the lid of the pot. Seeing that the water inside was already rolling, she went over and brought the prepared egg noodles.

"Today, let's cook the white water noodles, Lele, and wash two pieces of lettuce leaves."

Zhao Yuanle went out to wash some lettuce leaves and brought them in, He Ju threw some in, and then threw half of the noodles he had cut into.

She looked at Zhao Yuanle: "Come on, come and make the seasonings."

Zhao Yuanle smiled and rolled up his sleeves and started.

He Ju: "Let's get it for your father, third uncle, and younger brother first, let's have a pot."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh."

Since that's the case, if you have a bowl, you will have to add spicy food.

The noodle seasoning is very different from the nostrils of the pork nostrils. The difference is that a piece of lard and scallion cilantro should be placed in the noodle bowl.

The lettuce leaves in the pot were cooked, and some green appeared in the noodle soup. He Ju scooped the soup into three bowls and picked up the lettuce leaves.

After waiting for a while, the noodles in the pot also floated up. He Ju picked up the chopsticks a few times and picked them up.

Three bowls of noodles are ready.

Green leafy vegetables, white noodles, shallots, and red oil float on the soup with white sesame seeds.

Finally... He Ju took out the leftover radish and pork pork from the cupboard and added it to it.

Zhao Yuanle swallowed.

She was a little hungry, too.

Zhao Ercheng leaned his body and picked noodles on the bed, fortunately he didn't have to eat the nostrils of the pigs fed by his younger son.

Zhao Sancheng picked up his big bowl, picked up a chopstick, and stuffed it into his mouth with satisfaction.

"It smells so good."

My youngest man was a little disappointed when he looked at his white noodle soup.

He also wants to eat spicy oil, which is not delicious without spicy oil.

After that, I cooked three more bowls of noodles. The bowl was obviously smaller than Zhao Sancheng's and added less sauce, especially He Ju's. The bowl was basically noodles and vegetables, with no meat at all, and mixed with slices of ginger with scallion and chili splashed oil.

She still couldn't bear to bear that little bit of oil.

After the few people finished eating, except for the young man, there were some sweat on their foreheads.

Zhao Sancheng picked up a large chopstick and the pig nostrils in the noodle bowl, drank the noodle soup, and burped comfortably.

"It's a great time this time."
Chapter completed!