Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

Liu Pingan slowly pushed open the gate of the courtyard. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed over the roof and fell into the courtyard, the whole courtyard seemed to be covered with a layer of golden gauze, which was particularly peaceful and warm. He took a deep breath, feeling the familiar breath, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Just as he was about to go into the house, his sister Xiaoyan came out of the kitchen with a freshly washed bowl in her hand. She saw her brother standing in the yard, her eyes flashed with ecstasy, and the corners of her mouth quickly rose, revealing her joy.

"Brother, you're finally back!" Xiaoyan shouted excitedly, her voice full of anticipation and joy for her loved one's return.

Liu Ping'an smiled slightly and responded softly: "Yes, I'm back." He put down the bag in his hand, walked to the kitchen door, and stared quietly at his sister's busy back, with a warm emotion surging in his heart.

"Xiaoyan, let your brother show off his cooking skills today and we'll cook a sumptuous meal together." Liu Ping'an suggested enthusiastically. He wanted to offer his cooking skills to his family and let them taste delicious food.

After that, he took out a few fresh crucian carps from the space. These fish were specially prepared as gifts for his family. He skillfully picked up the knife and began to process the fish meat with agility, skillfully scraping the scales, removing the internal organs, and carefully washing each piece of fish scale. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he was obviously an experienced chef.

"Xiaoyan, come and help me cut some chicken. How about we make a pot of chicken soup?" Liu Ping'an invited Xiaoyan with a smile while busy with his work.

When Xiaoyan heard her brother's words, she immediately showed a happy smile on her face: "Okay, brother! I'll go cut it right away." After that, she turned around briskly and went to the kitchen to get the chicken. Because she clearly remembered that every time her brother came home from outside, he would always bring delicious food to the house, and today was no exception.

Liu Pingan placed the carefully processed crucian carp on the chopping board and began to prepare the seasonings for the salad. He skillfully picked up the garlic cloves and carefully chopped them into fine minced garlic, and cut the appropriate amount of ginger and chopped green onions for later use. Then, he added soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, salt and other seasonings into the bowl one by one, skillfully mixing them into a bowl of salad dressing with an alluring aroma. Finally, he carefully poured the salad dressing evenly on the crucian carp, making the fish meat more tender and juicy under the infiltration of the salad dressing, making people salivate.

Xiaoyan was busy cutting chicken on the side. She was skilled in cutting the chicken into even-sized pieces with the flicker of the knife. Each piece was as delicate as a work of art. Liu Pingan took the chicken and carefully put it into the casserole, added an appropriate amount of water, some ginger slices, scallions and other seasonings, and finally gently covered the pot, as if casting a mysterious spell on the casserole. As the flames licked the bottom of the pot, the casserole gradually heated up, steaming, and the whole kitchen was filled with tempting aroma.

This fragrance, like a naughty elf, dances in the air, passes through every crack in the courtyard, and sneaks into every neighbor's home. It is like a hook, hooking people's sense of smell, making them stop what they are doing and greedily sniff the fragrance. In the home of an aunt, she was sitting quietly in front of the window, holding a yellowed old photo album in her hand, slowly turning the pages. Suddenly, the fragrance came, like a gentle breeze, blowing across her nose. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, close her eyes, and enjoy this wonderful smell. Then, she sighed softly, with a hint of envy and helplessness in her eyes.

"Hey, this Liu Ping'an's house is getting more and more delicious. Just look at the aroma and you'll know what delicious food they're eating today." She said softly, with a hint of imperceptible loss in her voice. She put down the album in her hand, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery outside. She remembered that when she was young, she had such a life. Although the days at that time were simple, they were full of happiness and warmth. Now, the years have left deep and shallow marks on her face, and the warmth she once had has gradually faded.

She shook her head slightly, a bitter smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

At the second aunt's house, she was busy cleaning the house, wiping the table back and forth with the rag in her hand. When the fragrance drifted in, she was stunned for a moment, then stopped her work, closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Oh, this fragrance is really mouth-watering. Liu Ping'an is so lucky, there are always so many delicious foods at home." After saying that, she shook her head and continued her work, but the envy and jealousy in her heart could not be shaken off.

As for Xu Damao's wife Zheng Niang, she was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, fanning herself gently. When the fragrance came, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she took a few deep breaths: "Oh, whose family is making delicious food? The fragrance is so strong, it's really unbearable. Look at Liu Ping'an's family, they have delicious food every day, and then look at our family..." At this point, she suddenly interrupted her words, just shook her head gently, her eyes full of envy and helplessness.