Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Looking at the oil in the jar, Man Bao knew that it was not enough without Keke scanning.

Xiao Qian understood it at a glance. She looked down at the oil in the jar and felt that there was a lot of oil.

If this is not enough, how much oil will it take? She dare not mention this again, for fear that the child will be pestered to eat fried fish.

Man Bao squatted in front of the wooden barrel holding the small fish, watching the small fish swim over and over, she rolled her eyes, took a pot and fished in it.

When the big head saw it, he leaned over and asked, "Little aunt, why are you catching them?"

Man Bao said, "I'm going to find Shan Bao."

The big head opened his mouth wide, and quickly grabbed the wooden basin, protecting his esophagus: "Little aunt, the young master also has fish, we don't need to send it."

"If you don't send it all, you will send half of it, and the other half will be fried." Man Bao knew that asking people to help is to be paid for, so he decided to bring a little more, and then discussed with Bai Shanbao to give him half and fry the other half. to eat.

Man Bao and Da Tou described how delicious the fried small fish was, and Da Tou drooled as expected, and asked, "Do they have so much oil at home?"

"There must be," Man Bao said, "their kitchen is delicious and fun."

As a frequent visitor of Bai's family, Man Bao has been to their kitchen, and it can even be said that he is familiar with the way.

Datou didn't stop it now, and helped to catch the fish, and then called Da Ya to help, and the two of them carried them to Bai's house together.

Zhou Xi and Xiao Qian were busy in the kitchen, while Feng and He went to the vegetable garden. Old Zhou Tou just went out with a family of men, so there was no adult in the yard.

Man Bao just went to Bai's house with Big Tou and Da Ya carrying a pot of fish.

Man Bao would come to Bai's house almost every one or two days. The servants of Bai's family knew her very well. As soon as they saw her, they opened the door and let her in, while calling someone to inform the young master.

Bai Shanbao ran out just in time to see them carrying the wooden basin, he happily said, "I also have fish, I don't want you to send it."

Man Bao said: "It's not a free gift. I want to eat fried small fish, but I don't have enough oil at home. I want to exchange half a pot of fish for fried small fish."

Bai Shanbao tilted his head in confusion, "How about fried small fish?"

"It's just fried in oil. You don't know how to cook. You'll understand after talking to the cook." Man Bao emphasized how delicious the fried fish is.

Of course, she hadn't eaten it before, but that didn't prevent her from imagining based on Keke's description.

Bai Shanbao couldn't help swallowing, and took them to the kitchen, "I want to eat the fried fish too."

Man Bao said there was no problem.

The cooks of the Bai family were also preparing dinner. Daji had just brought the fish. They were thinking about cooking one fish and then frying another fish, but the young master came.

Man Bao doesn't know how to cook, but she followed behind her sister-in-law since she was a child. When she was younger, she was cooked by Xiao Qian's back. Naturally, she was very familiar with cooking and she was very good at teaching. Kind of.

The cook is always responsive to the young master. Although she thinks that frying the small fish is very expensive, she still cooks another pot.

The fire was a bit big at first, but the cook is worthy of being a skilled cook. She quickly figured out the size of the fire. She treated the small fish according to Man Bao's method, marinated it, and then put some flour on it. Pan fried.

The oil was sizzling, and the aroma of a pot of oil quickly wafted into the nostrils. The four children were all surprised to look closely. The cook hurriedly told them to back away, for fear that the oil would splash on them.

The cook guessed that it was ok, so she took it out to control the oil, and after tasting it, she felt that it was ok before placing the second pot.

Man Bao no longer looked at the oil pan, but squatted in front of the plate and looked at the fried dried fish, couldn't help swallowing, and Bai Shanbao couldn't help swallowing.

The cook looked amused and said, "Young master and the ladies can eat what they want, I'm still frying it here."

Bai Shanbao reached out and grabbed one, followed by Man Bao, Datou and Da Ya were a little cautious and didn't dare to reach out.

Man Bao took a bite and felt that the coke was crispy and crunchy, and it was extremely delicious, so she squeezed another piece and stuffed it into Da Ya's mouth, then stuffed another one into the big head, and happily ate it with Bai Shanbao.

The cook cooked one pot after another, and the four children started to eat without much drying. By the time Mr. Liu heard the news, the four children had already eaten a lot.

Liu Shi hurriedly pulled them up and said, "You can't eat too much at one time, save it and eat it slowly."

Bai Shanbao put a stick in grandma's mouth and said happily, "Grandma, it's delicious."

"It's good to eat in moderation," Liu taught them. "It's not good to eat too much of anything. Even if you like to eat it, you must restrain it."

Mr. Liu has eaten it, and thinks that this fried fish has a unique flavor and is very suitable for children as snacks, but it should not be eaten too much at one time.

In the end, Mrs. Liu made the decision and asked the cook to fry some more. Then she filled Man Bao with a pot and took it back. She reached out and touched her little head and said, "You can't eat it tonight, and you won't be able to eat it later. Eat less or your stomach will hurt, you know?"

Man Bao happily responded, and went back with the big head and the basin.

Seeing a pot of fried and steaming fish brought back by the three children, Mr. Qian was silent for a while, and said to Mr. Qian, "Can the yam in the ground be collected?"

Xiao Qian said, "I dug it today, it's quite big, and it should be edible."

Qian said, "Dig up a few roots tomorrow, and let Man Bao take them to Bai's house."

Xiao Qian responded.

Qian Shi looked at Man Bao who was distributing fried fish, called her to his side, touched her red face and said, "Don't be so rude next time, how can you bring the fish directly to find her? Did you come to the door?"

Man Bao responded embarrassedly and said with bright eyes, "Mother, the fried dried fish is delicious, you can eat it too."

Qian Shi smiled and shook his head, "Mother doesn't smell the fishy smell, so she won't eat it, you can eat it."

Man Bao felt a little regretful, "My mother can't eat such a delicious food, my mother, I want to send some dried small fish to my husband and my friends."

Qian Shi smiled and said, "Send it if you want."

Man Bao happily went to find the box.

I don’t have any good boxes at home, but there are bamboo woven boxes. This is still Manbao to put things in. Lang made it for her on Tuesday. Manbao found two smaller ones and put them in the little fish. I plan to bring a box tomorrow. Go give it to Mr. Zhuang, and give the other box to Thursday and let him bring it to Miss Fu Er.

Last time Miss Fu Er gave Man Bao a beautiful letter with flowers on it, but Man Bao never found a suitable return item.

Of course, Man Bao not only sent Xiaoyuzi, she also wrote a letter to Miss Fu Er, telling her about the fun thing today. It's so fun, it's as fun as the New Year.

It would be great if they could go fishing every day. Now Manbao is looking forward to the upstream dam being broken again, so that they can go fishing every day and play by the river every day.

Wishing all mothers in the world, Happy Mother's Day!