Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Han Congxing went upstairs happily, and Chang Yuqiao also returned home, helping to share the beef.

Song Tingran started a charcoal fire. As for the chicken rack sprayed with vinegar, the most important thing was the word "spray vinegar", but he couldn't find the right ingredients for a while, which was embarrassing.

"My wife, what's wrong? Is the charcoal fire too choking? I'll do it." Chang Yuqiao came over.

"No, I just want something. I don't know what to use instead. I can spray the vinegar sauce I prepared on the chicken rack."

Chang Yuqiao thought about it and realized that it was indeed a bit difficult. Song Tingran simply put it aside and went to the kitchen to cook the fried chicken with chili pepper and other lunch dishes first.

Near noon, the Zaizai came back chirping, Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu walked at the back, and saw the barbecue rack as soon as they entered the door.

"Brother, have you seen it? Brother Six bakes something good for us to eat."

Xiao Yuchen and the others have already divided the beef. The beef reserved at home has also been cleaned and is currently placed on the table in the outer courtyard.

"It's not Wen Li, it's because my wife wanted to make a chicken rack, but she couldn't find the right tool, so she put it here first." Sang Cheng explained.

"Chicken rack?" Qiao Jinshu immediately ran into the kitchen and saw Song Tingran serving rice, so he immediately took it.

"My wife, I'll be the one to cook the rice. You should cook the chicken rack. I haven't eaten it yet."

"Don't worry about the chicken stand. You can tell me about killing the cow first. You are much more courageous now. You actually deceived the whole family."

Song Tingran approached step by step, and Qiao Jinshu's speed of filling the rice slowed down, and he put down the rice bowl with a smile.

"Master Wife, I know you don't know the same as me. Didn't I agree before that we would slaughter another cow when the Chinese New Year is approaching? I was wondering if I could take this opportunity to..."

Qiao Jinshu still felt guilty, and continued to smile. His eyes were almost slits. He gently put a hand on Song Tingran's shoulder, extended it backwards, touched the back of his neck, and pulled him over. He gave me a sip and a kiss.

"My wife, don't be angry. I know you also want to eat beef, right? I see that the second brother and the others have already divided the beef into lumps. It's really cute."

"Then I'll give you a few slaps on the face. Wife, please don't be like me. I promise there won't be a next time. Also, I've already thought of a good way to do the chicken stand."

Song Tingran pinched Qiao Jinshu's face and said, "Have you thought of a good solution? Well, let's go and see it together. If you solve it well, I will forgive you."

"no problem."

Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu stood next to the barbecue stove. The other couples had already taken their lunch meals to the dining room, and now they were waiting for the chicken to be ready before eating.

"Everyone, please be careful. Now it's up to me, the smartest person in the family, to solve this problem."

Song Tingran still had a bit of hope in her heart. After all, Qiao Jinshu had a lot of ideas. Maybe there was a way. In this way, each chicken could be removed from the chicken rack and used to make charcoal grilled chicken racks. The various flavors would be overwhelming. Tired.

Shi Lean: "Seventh Dad, let's start quickly. We are all in a hurry."

Song Changyue: "Yeah, I'm so anxious. I made the chicken rack and want to try it right away."

All the Zaizai looked at them with admiration, and the husbands were also looking at it curiously. Only Shi Yan was worried. When he believed in Qiao Jinshu, he had to look at the specific details only when he swore to God. Condition.

Under the eyes of everyone, Qiao Jinshu picked up the vinegar sauce that Song Tingran had prepared, took a sip, and then pointed at the chicken rack on the barbecue rack with a painful expression.

It's too late, it's fast. Song Tingran happened to have chopsticks in his hand, picked up a chicken rack and rushed to the side. Almost at the same time, Shi Yan picked up another chicken rack with his bare hands. It was really hot. Fortunately, there was a plate next to it, so he threw it away. When it landed on the plate, it made a clanging sound.

The charcoal fire in the barbecue suddenly spurted out Lao Gao. Qiao Jinshu was startled and he immediately backed away.

"Master Wife, brother, I've wasted my time, do you know how sour it is..." Qiao Jin looked at the barbecue grill in a daze, very disappointed.

"Jinshu, is this the way you came up with to spray vinegar?"

"Ang, just tell me whether you squirted or not."

......

Sang Cheng quietly changed the iron rack on the barbecue stove, "My wife, do you still want to put the chicken rack up there?"

"I'll make a spicy one. It'll be just as delicious."

Song Tingran also snatched the chicken rack and placed it on the new rack. Qiao Jinshu still wanted to fight for it.

"My wife, did I spray well enough just now? Give me another chance and I will spray evenly."

"No, Jinshu, I've seen your talent. It's really not suitable to waste it on the barbecue chicken rack. Go and play aside, be good."

Song Tingran looked at the half bowl of vinegar juice left. After thinking for a moment, he went to the kitchen and took out a small brush. If you don't want to spray it, just brush it on.

"Wives' master, wife's master, does this count as my atonement for my sins? Are you still angry with me?"

Song Tingran only focused on the grilled chicken rack. The most important thing about this vinegar-sprayed chicken rack was the vinegar sauce, and the second most important thing was the sugar. The charcoal fire was strong and it couldn't slip away for a second.

"What about making atonement for one's sins? I'm not angry."

"Ah, then..." Qiao Jinshu stood next to the barbecue, thinking, knowing that Song Tingran was deliberately teasing her. Just as he was about to retort, he was impressed by the smell of the chicken rack, which smelled sour. The fragrance is so delicious that your saliva keeps secreting.

Charcoal-fired vinegar chicken rack

"Okay, we killed two chickens today, so there are two chicken racks. Let's take one bite each and share it."

Sang Cheng was holding the plate next to him, watching Song Tingran say it, and quickly carried it to the dining room.

When it was a little less hot, Song Tingran tore open both chicken racks, half on Zaizai's table and half on this side.

There are a lot of people in the family, so the portion of this chicken rack is a bit shabby, but there are other dishes, which are definitely enough to eat.

It was just one piece per person, and it was gone after eating it. Qiao Jinshu slurred, not having enough.

"My wife, I still want to eat it. This thing doesn't have much meat, but it tastes really delicious."

"Hey, it was enough, but I don't know who marked the family's cows. If you kill the cows, you will eat them. This chicken, you have to put it away first. What a pity."

Song Tingran spoke in an ups and downs, staring at Qiao Jinshu from time to time. Everyone knew what was going on, so he reasoned and shut up.

In the afternoon, Song Tingran wrote down the rest of the list of New Year gifts. In fact, every family is almost the same. This list is placed on the table in the study.

"Yu Chen, are you free?" Song Tingran asked.