Wang Wenqian taught himself to read and write, and just now helped himself prove his innocence, Xiangling is not easy to refuse, doesn't he just want to eat donkey meat? It's easy to do.

Seeing that Xiangling agreed, Wang Wenqian immediately smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and immediately ran back to Chuzhuang, and soon four small servants came, and they came over with a wooden pole to carry a dead donkey that had been cleaned up.

Wang Wenqian waved his hand and told Xiangling that as long as he helped him make four plates of food by himself today, and helped the people of Chuzhuang make dumplings with five curtains, the rest of the remaining donkey meat, donkey bones and so on could all be left for Xiangling.

Xiangling hurriedly waved her hand and didn't agree, this donkey, the meat alone is one hundred and fifty or sixty catties, not including donkey bones, donkey internal organs and other things.

Wang Wenqian said disapprerovingly: "I never eat stale meat, and you throw it away when you go back, besides, I love to hunt and like fresh dishes, as long as you make me dishes that can't be eaten in ordinary restaurants, not to mention a donkey, two or three of them." ”

Xiangling no longer refuted, thinking to herself, this Wang Wenqian is a real foodie, and he will cook a few dishes for him, and it would be good if he had a chance to repay the favor in the future.

Xiangling looked at the donkey meat and thought about how to do it.

The donkey meat stuffed dumplings were designated by Wang Wenqian and had to be made.

But the rest, she has to play on her own.

Thinking that Wang Wenqian's diet structure was too unreasonable, Xiangling decided to add a little side dishes to it, and when she glanced at the green gourd on the gourd shelf, she was overjoyed and decided to wrap fresh gourd and donkey meat filling.

Because there was enough donkey meat, Xiangling decided to make more and let a few good families try it together.

Xiangling was not polite, and directly asked the Jiang family to find He's, Liu Xiwang's mother Liu, and Li Shishi's mother Li to help with the work, there were many people, and the dumplings were wrapped quickly, Su Xiaoman and Liu Er also joined in, and the noodles were mixed up, and the minced meat was minced with minced meat.

Xiangling is responsible for making fresh gourds.

Xiangling asked Chu Zhou to help pick two green gourds, Wang Wenqian was so frightened that he immediately jumped down from the stone bench and said, "I'll pick them!" ”

Chu Zhou is a subordinate, how can there be a reason for a subordinate to stay with the master and work instead, and immediately said: "Young master, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, let's go small." ”

Wang Wenqian's face immediately fell, and he said with an unhappy face: "'Gentleman Yuanyu Kitchen', it does not mean that the gentleman stays away from the room and does not work, but let the gentleman have the virtue of benevolence and tolerance, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, and lose my face as a scholar." ”

Chu Zhou was reprimanded by the young master for splitting his head and covering his face, standing by the stone table, watching the young master go to the corner by himself and pick the gourd himself.

Chu Zhouyun didn't understand in a fog, but Xiangling realized it later, and knew why Wang Wenqian was so "diligent", because there was a dog hole behind the gourd stand.

Seeing Chu Zhou's appearance of being concerned about the young master as if he was sitting on pins and needles, afraid that he would see the clues, Xiangling took out a wooden basin, a long plank, a wooden stick and a chopstick from the house.

The plank was pressed against the stone bench at one end, with a wooden wedge hanging in the air at the other, and a wooden basin was placed underneath.

Xiangling said to Chu Zhou: "Chu Zhou, you have an important task, ride on the board." ”

"Huh?" Chu Zhou looked confused, but he still sat on the wooden board obediently.

When Wang Wenqian picked up the two big gourds, Xiangling used a knife to cut the surface green skin, inserted the bottom of one of the gourds into the wooden wedge, and inserted a wooden stick on the side of the gourd head.

Looking at Chu Zhou, who looked so funny, Wang Wenqian couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Zhou, are you going to swing with the gourd?" ”

Because he was awake, the big guy had nothing to do, so they all came around, looking at Chu Zhou with a pair of eyes, which made Chu Zhou's face blush and flutter, and he was very squirming.

Xiangling handed Chu Zhou a chopstick embedded with a small square iron piece to Chu Zhou, and asked Chu Zhou to press the iron piece on the gourd without skin with one hand, and rotate the wooden handle with the other hand, with the rotation of the green gourd, the gourd strip like a noodle was cut off by the iron piece on the chopsticks and fell into the basin below, looking white, tender and long, very good-looking.

The gourd was almost cut, and the remaining corners were not easy to cut, Xiangling replaced another whole gourd for Chu Zhou to continue to cut the gourd strips, and the broken corners were cut into minced pieces and placed in the donkey meat filling.

Chu Zhou has just learned to cut gourd strips, and the more he plays, the faster he cuts.

He Shihu said suspiciously: "Xiangling, what are you doing cutting the gourd into strips?" Is it not good to stay in autumn to make a scoop or fill water hyacinth? Blame the white blind. ”

Farmers save, don't buy porcelain, buy pottery, most of the time make the best use of things, the farmer's gourd, unless hungry, or rarely used to cook, are used as utensils to hold things.

Xiangling said with a smile: "Auntie, the gourd is full of treasures, and the same is true for this gourd strip, which turns into milky white gourd strips after drying, and daylily, soaked in water in winter, used to stir-fry and eat, that is called a delicious ......"

He had no doubt about Xiangling's judgment, and said categorically: "My aunt's family also has a gourd, and she doesn't make a scoop anymore, like Xiangling, she also dries it into gourd strips and eats it as a dish in winter." ”

Xiangling smiled: "Auntie, you trust me so much?" Aren't you afraid that it won't taste good when it comes out, and you won't be able to make it? ”

He said with a glorious face: "Xiangling's brain is smart, and there is a Baojia fairy to protect her, what Xiangling will do in the future, the aunt will follow what she does, no bad things, after the aunt, only have a pair of good eyes, staring at Xiangling, and learn from it." As for this brain, it will be left at home and locked up from now on. ”

Following He's words, Liu Xiwang and his mother and Li Shishi's mother also echoed, and the worship in their eyes made Xiangling's face hot, these people are too blindly trusting themselves, right? He made himself look like the leader of a pyramid scheme organization and brainwashed his followers.

Wang Wenqian, who had been silent, groaned: "When the gourd strips are dry, bring me some, and that bean paste, the kind that is not spicy." ”

Xiangling looked at Wang Wenqian suspiciously and said, "Don't you like to eat vegetables?" ”

Wang Wenqian's face turned red and said: "My aunt is a vegetarian all year round, and I always want to send some good ingredients." ”

Saying that, Wang Wenqian couldn't help sighing, it will be his aunt's birthday in a few days, and he doesn't know what to send, so he can't send some ingredients so perfunctory, right?

Xiangling saw Wang Wenqian's embarrassment, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't I promise you?" Why are you still sad? ”

Wang Wenqian sighed again and said, "There is still a month left for my aunt's birthday, but I haven't thought about what to give." My aunt is pure-hearted and has few desires, and she can't send mundane things, the jade Guanyin sent the year before last, and the clam Buddha string sent last year, it seems that she doesn't like it very much. I've been thinking about it for a long time this year, but I haven't figured out what to give. ”

Xiangling was dumbfounded, today I finally saw what the real Versailles is, what jade Guanyin, Tridac Buddha strings are worthless, okay? Isn't this a mundane thing? No wonder your aunt doesn't want to use it, it's just that it's because of the heavy treasures of Buddhism, and it's not easy to dispose of, so she has to put it in the middle of nowhere.

Xiangling looked at the gourd skin that was peeled on the ground, took out the book in her arms, and said with a smile that she couldn't see her teeth: "You write a longevity character, I will print the longevity character on the gourd, and then give it to your aunt, she will definitely like it." ”

The word "longevity" is engraved on the gourd? Isn't that anything new? He asked the craftsman to use iron sheets to paint the paintings, and the words were printed on the gourd, although the meaning was good, but it was not unusual.

Seeing Xiangling's enthusiasm, Wang Wenqian couldn't refuse, picked up the pen, wrote a big word "longevity" on the gourd, and handed the book back to Xiangling.