C77 Filled dumplings with mountain chicken and shepherd's purse

Lin Chunnuan let Liu Yunhe enter the room, of course it was to bring him into Dou Wang's good house. Dou Wang was originally quite a clean person, and the house now was even more tidy and clean by Zhang Liu. Although the house could not be considered big, with the blank walls and almost no furnishings, this kind of cleanliness was very pleasing to the body and mind.

"Yo, what's in here?"

When Liu Yunhe saw the big bamboo tube, he immediately became spirited. In his mind, if not for the tea leaves, he would never have placed them on the table so seriously. He would even stay at the corner.

"Of course it's the tea leaves. If it wasn't for the tea leaves, Yunhe wouldn't be so excited."

Not only did Liu Yunhe not feel awkward about Lin Chunnuan's teasing, he had even laughed out loud. This little hot little sister was really too interesting.

Liu Yunhe didn't know how such an ordinary farmer's household could produce such an intelligent girl like Lin Chunnuan. Not only did she know how to cook tea and make mint, even her treatment revealed a sense of confidence and calmness.

If it wasn't for the pair of shoes with the tips of the shoes, Liu Yunhe felt that he would never have imagined that this little girl lived in a poor village. Especially since he was sure that she could read, this knowledge made him even more amazed.

Although the little girl had told him that she had secretly learned it when others were studying, he knew from the moment he had entered the village that no one would be able to read in such a village. Even if there really was a family with a child that could read, that person would be sent out to study, and there would never be a teacher in the village.

Everyone had their own secrets, just like him. He also did not want this little girl to feel awkward, as long as he knew that this little girl was different from the rest. In any case, this little girl did not have any ill intentions towards him.

"Since the bamboo tube is filled with tea, what are the contents of the two baskets and the basket? It can't be a mint made of honey, right? "

Liu Yunhe sniffed twice, then he muttered to himself and answered his own question.

"No, it doesn't have the sweet smell of honey."

"Yunhe's nose is really good, it smells really good."

Lin Chunnuan gave a thumbs up, showing her praise, but Liu Yunhe touched his nose and said,

"Are you praising me or cursing me?"

Lin Chunnuan covered her small mouth and laughed, but did not reply. Dou Wang was still confused for a moment, but after reacting for a while, he finally realized that Lin Chunnuan was saying that Liu Yunhe had a dog's nose, and unknowingly, she started to feel a little awkward. She quietly pulled on Lin Chunnuan's sleeve, indicating that she was okay, after all Liu Yunhe was a guest, and was not an ordinary guest.

"Yunhe, you came all the way here, to be able to come all the way here, you must be up early, it's almost noon, how about you eat at my place, my mother's cooking skills are really good."

Of course, Lin Chunnuan also knew that it was enough. Some jokes might sound intimate, but once it was over, it would become a joke that they were enemies.

"Great! I just happen to be hungry. It's not as good as hitting the sun when it comes to the day. Today, I'll have a taste of warm spring food for my mother."

Liu Yunhe knew about the craftsmanship of the Spring Warm. If that was the case, her mother would definitely be even more skilled than her. Only a master teacher would have the ability to produce such a good disciple.

He could only occasionally go to a restaurant and make sacrifices to the teeth, but the restaurant's taste was only average. It was better than the little stone, but it was far worse than the restaurants in the provincial capital. Even the food cooked by his own cooks could not compare to the warm and warm cooking skills of the restaurant in the provincial capital.

"It's just that my family doesn't have any usable ingredients. They are all grown in the countryside, and the Big Brother Yunhe only has a few of them. I can't pick and choose among them."

It was a good thing that he bought enough seasonings that day. Otherwise, it would be boring.

"As long as you do what I say. The countryside food is more authentic and fresh than what we bought at the market back in the town. I believe in the workmanship of the Spring Warm. I believe in the craftsmanship of the Spring Warm Empress."

Dou Wang secretly glanced at Liu Yunhe, this was obviously just fawning over him.

"Mother, sister, Wangzhige, I'm back."

In the courtyard, the delicate voice of Lin Chunjiao the little girl sounded.

"Mom, are the chickens hungry? Have you fed me some millet?"

If it weren't for the fact that the countryside produced its own millet, the things that it needed to buy would have been hard for the chickens to eat.

"Hey, if not, you would have been crying out in hunger by now."

At this time, the guests had to leave some food behind, regardless of whether it was good or bad, they had to prepare some, luckily they had caught some green shrimp from eldest daughter, if not, they really wouldn't know what to do for lunch. Although there were still a few pheasants that could share one with Little Spot, the rest of the dishes were all vegetarian, although fresh, there was nothing special about them at all.

"Mom, look at what I got back."

Chun Jiao also saw the horse carriage at the entrance, so he did not talk to his sister first. Instead, he went into the kitchen and started chatting with his mother.

"What did you pick?"

As Zhang Liu cooked the porridge, she boiled a pot of water on the stove. She wanted to learn how to make the prawns become cooked in the spring, but she didn't know how far she should go. Last time his daughter did the same, she was in good condition, neither old nor young.

"Hey, mother, take a look. Grandmother Qian found a delicious wild vegetable, and said that it could make corn and steam dumplings to eat, so we dug quite a bit. So we came back late, mother, let's see, if we can make dumplings to eat."

In Chun Jiao's heart, a dumpling that could only be eaten once a year was extremely delicious.

As for the roasted dumplings or the dumplings, she couldn't tell whether they were real or real. She could only taste one a year old dumpling, so she missed it even more.

Every New Year, Chun Ming would always have a small plate of dumplings, and their family's two younger members only had one each, not even able to eat warm spring food. At the dining table, Zhang Liu could not even give her dumplings, otherwise, her own dumpling would definitely be picked away by her mother-in-law.

When he thought about the matters of the Lin Family, Zhang Liu's mood immediately dropped.

"Mother!"

Chun Jiao was very good at reading people's eyes. Otherwise, she would have been beaten up more in the old mansion than her elder sister.

It had to be said that although Chun Jiao was young, she was indeed a person who saw through the ways of the world. When it was her turn to be beaten up, it was mostly for the sake of her sister and her little brother.

Oh, we, Chun Jiao, want to eat dumplings filled with wild vegetables. Great, Mother will cook it at noon, and it just so happens that there are guests at home who would like to let them have a taste of the wild vegetables and dumplings.

Even though the Lin Clan lived in the village, they rarely ate wild vegetables. As they had their own garden, they were unable to eat all the fresh vegetables in the village.

Chun Jiao was troubled now. She really didn't know how to differentiate between dumplings.

"Mother, what kind of dumpling did we eat during New Year's?" "That's quite tasty."

Thinking about the dumpling he ate during New Year's Eve, Chun Jiao smacked his lips.

"Of course the dumplings for the new year are delicious, they are pure white noodles, but we just need to make the corn noodles steamed dumplings on a daily basis. It will be just as fragrant as the stuffing."

Grandmother Qian picked the wild vegetables in his hands and came down to take a bath. When he heard Chun Jiao's words, he immediately said that he wanted to make steamed dumplings.

She brought up the topic of making dumplings, but the white flour was too expensive, it would take too much money to eat, so Grandmother Qian quickly mentioned that he wanted to make steamed dumplings, so he could save a lot of money by adding less white flour onto the white flour.

Zhang Liu did not have the same thought as the Grandmother Qian, she only had a little to save on normal days, but the guest at home was obviously not someone who could save on a whim. Although she did not know what the guest was doing, but seeing that he was riding in a carriage, his daughter enthusiastically welcomed him into the house, showing that he was a very important guest.

Even if he didn't have eyes, since he knew that his daughter was selling things in the town, Zhang Liu would guess seventy to eighty percent of it. This person was most likely doing business with his daughter, then he would naturally not wait any longer.

"Warm Spring –!"

Zhang Liu thought about it, then decided to discuss this with his daughter. She walked to Dou Wang's room and called her Chun Wen quietly.

"Hey, mom, you're here."

Lin Chunnuan didn't mind her mother's call for him. She didn't need to think to know that it was for lunch.

"Mother!"

Your Grandmother Qian has picked some shepherd's purse vegetables and they're still fresh. I wanted to make some dumplings and eat them, borrow a pheasant from Little Spot and make some dumplings for him. What do you think?

"Sure, what's wrong with that?"

When he thought about the dumplings, Lin Chunnuan also felt hungry, but she still turned and asked Liu Yunhe, who was in the room. After all, this person was a guest today, he had to be the host.

"Yunhe, do you want to eat the dumplings with Mountain chicken's shepherds? Say it first, after this village, there won't be any more of this shop."

Hearing that his daughter actually threatened him, Zhang Liu quickly pulled at her daughter's little hands. Who would talk to a guest like that?

"Sure, but I don't eat dumplings anymore. I don't even eat dumplings in the restaurants in the town."

At this time, besides rice, there was only steamed buns as the main course of food in the restaurant. Dumplings could only be eaten on a plate during New Year's. However, Liu Yunhe had left home for many years and had not received this kind of treatment for many years.

Yunhe, let Wangzhige accompany you in your room for a chat. I will go to the kitchen to help out. "" Okay.

Speaking of dumplings, Lin Chunnuan really didn't believe her mother.

Lin Chunnuan still decided to do it herself. Otherwise, if she finally managed to eat the dumplings and become blind, it would be a huge loss, so Lin Chunnuan rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

"Sure, sure, sure. Go help me. It's good to cook. I don't eat dumplings all year round."

When he thought about the dumplings stuffed with Mountain chicken s' burrito, Liu Yunhe felt like drooling. It would definitely be fragrant.