Food for the people
Chapter 7 Slate BBQ
After going out for a while, and standing outside for a while, after entering the room, Qiao Yu realized that his hands and feet were cold, as cold as if he had been taken out of an ice cave.
Qiao Ling quickly picked up a few coals, built a brazier and put it in Qiao Yu's room, covered it with a cage, and asked Qiao Yu to take off his shoes and put his feet on it to roast.
Qiao Yu had never felt that she was so squeamish. She used to wear a pair of trousers and spend a few hours in the ice and snow in winter. She was not so squeamish. Now she was wrapped up like a bear, but she still shivered when the wind blew.
Qiao Yu put his hands and feet on the brazier to roast, and raised his chin at Qiao Ling.
"Open it and have a look, what good things have been taken."
Qiao Ling obediently opened the two blue cloth bags brought by Zhao Rong. One was for food and the other was a few bolts of cloth, probably for the two of them to cut clothes.
Qiao Yu sighed inwardly.
This Zhao Deshen is a rare kind person. If he hadn't had an unreasonable wife, he would have been able to accept his affection, and he would have someone to take care of him in the future.
Qiao Ling was not interested in those pieces of cloth, so he took out a few oil-paper bags from the cloth bag on the left, opened it, and found smoked fish, bacon, smoked chicken, and a large fan of freshly slaughtered pork with the skin and bone. Some dried vegetables that can be preserved for a long time packed a cloth bag full.
Since childhood, Qiao Yu has never felt that he is a person who does not like meat. As long as it is delicious, he can eat vegetarian dishes with relish. But recently, there may be too little meat. , Just looking at the pieces of raw meat makes my mouth water.
Not to mention Qiao Ling.
"Is there any more cabbages piled in the yard?"
Qiao Yu rubbed her warmed palms and asked.
Qiao Ling nodded, "There are still a few more."
Qiao Yu was very satisfied, and said, "Okay, let's have barbecue at noon today, and cabbage soup, it's delicious and relieves the tiredness."
Qiao Ling didn't know how to roast meat, but he knew that Qiao Yu was a good cook, and the can of mutton soup had completely bought him off. If it wasn't for the fact that there was nothing at home and Qiao Yu was not in good health, he would definitely let Qiao Yu cook. Yu cooks for him every day.
Qiao Yu's hands and feet were warmed up, so she got up and instructed Qiao Ling to put the meat back.
The bacon was all tied to the beams of the house with straw ropes, and the fresh meat was divided into many parts including the belt and bone, some were castrated with salt, and some were hung up in a ventilated place. He wrapped it in oiled paper and buried it in a snowdrift in the yard.
Qiao Yu was wearing a thick padded jacket, got up and found two thick tiles outside, let Qiao Ling wash them and soak them in water.
When it is almost soaked, take it out and dry it.
The meat buried in the snow over there had been slightly frozen. Qiao Yu carried the meat into the kitchen, and Qiao Ling followed behind him, watching him hold a heavy kitchen knife as if it was effortless at all. With a few swipes, the meat is cut into thin slices with uniform thickness, and you can see the beautiful texture when you pick it up. The fat meat is white and the lean meat is red and tender.
Qiao Yu threw the meat on the plate, and roasted a handful of dried chilies and a few dried prickly ash hanging under the eaves on the other side.
Roasted chili peppers and a few grains of coarse salt are put into a stone mortar, ground into fine powder, and poured out into a bowl.
Then Qiao Yu chopped up half a smoked fish, cleaned it, put it in the clay pot that was used to cook the mutton before, added a few grains of spices, a few grains of coarse salt, a scoop of boiling water, and waved back, "Take it, go, go Have a meal."
Unknown, Qiao Ling took the clay pot from Qiao Yu's hand, and followed Qiao Yu into his bedroom.
Qiao Yu carried a small shelf from the corner and put it on the brazier, then put the two washed and dried tiles on it, and put the hot charcoal in the brazier on the edge of the brazier, and put the pottery on it. The lid of the can was put on.
The tiles are slightly curved, and the two pieces are put together on the fire.
As soon as the flame licked, it quickly emitted heat.
Qiao Yu sandwiched a piece of the fattest meat on top.
Soon, the oil burst out.
Qiao Yu wiped the meat along the tiles, and the tiles were shiny with oil, and a smell of meat came out.
Qiao Ling sniffed, feeling as if his saliva was about to flow out.
The meat was thrown on the tiles one by one, and was quickly fried to slightly curl. The fat meat became crystal clear, and the lean meat was slightly browned. Then it was picked up and rolled in a circle in the bright red saucer.
After eating it in one bite, the meaty aroma mixed with the spicy taste exploded in the mouth, it was so delicious that the tongue was swallowed together.
Qiao Ling became addicted after one sip, and couldn't stop eating one after another.
On the other hand, Qiao Yu felt that he could eat a lot, but in fact he felt almost full after not eating much, so he stopped his chopsticks, went to the yard to peel a cabbage, pulled off the leaves, washed them, and threw them into the clay pot next to him inside.
He went to the kitchen to get a few small potatoes and buried them in the brazier.
The smoked fish and cabbage soup was quick too.
Just when Qiao Yu was almost eating, he scooped up a bowl of soup and continued to eat Qiaoling's barbecue while drinking.
The smoked fish made the soup turn white, and the cabbage leaves were green and transparent, which absorbed the aroma of the smoked fish and became very refreshing and delicious. Qiao Yu drank half a bowl in one go, feeling a little full.
Qiao Ling can eat more than he does. After eating all the barbecue meat prepared by Qiao Yu, he ate a few small potatoes buried in the brazier, and drank two large bowls of smoked fish soup. , then rubbed his stomach and said that he was full.
The faces of the two of them turned red from being smoked by the brazier, and the room was filled with a strong aroma of barbecue, which flew far out of the room and then drifted out again.
In another alley separated by two alleys outside the courtyard, an exquisite soft sedan was swaying forward, and the servant walking beside the sedan suddenly sniffled and asked strangely: "It smells so fragrant, Where did it come from? Master Fourteen, have you smelled it?"
A man's deep and lazy voice came out of the soft sedan and replied, "I don't have a dog nose like yours."
The little servant said aggrievedly, "It's really delicious, I'm not a dog's nose."
The man smiled and said: "Okay, next time I go to Yipinlou to reward you with roast goose, let's go."
The boy suddenly smiled again.
"Got it."
Several days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was almost the end of the year.
Looking forward to such a day all year round, even the poorest family is busy inside and out.
Worshiping the Kitchen God, sweeping the dust, and some customs that Qiao Yu doesn't understand at all, the sound of cleaning can be heard in every household.
Brothers Qiao Yu and Qiao Ling didn't pay so much attention because they didn't understand it.
Needless to say, Qiao Yu definitely didn't understand, not to mention the many years of paying attention, even those years of not paying attention, he didn't take a few of them seriously.
As for Qiao Ling, it was because of his young age.
In the past, both Qiao's parents were there, so the New Year's celebration was naturally done by the adults, and there were maids and servants at home, so there wasn't much work that needed to be done by himself. Now that Qiaoling suddenly came to ask about the customs and rules of the New Year, he naturally knew nothing about it.
Fortunately, there is no one else in this family, just the two of them, and everyone who is not particular about it doesn't care. After tidying up the house roughly, it is considered that all the preparations for the New Year have been completed.
Then just wait for the new year.
Qiao Yu took the few bolts of cloth given by the Zhao family and made new clothes for each of them.
Originally, I wanted to save two pieces of cloth for Qiao Ling to make for him when he grows up, but Qiao Ling disagreed anyway, saying that if Qiao Yu didn’t want him, then he wouldn’t either. Qiao Yu had no choice but to do it alone. all over.
When he was making clothes, Qiao Yu also took a measure of his body, and then found that not only had he shrunk in age, but he had also lost nearly ten centimeters in stature, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
But Qiao Yu quickly and optimistically thought that he was only seventeen now, and he would definitely grow up again.
The material the Zhao family gave was a few bolts of sky-blue cotton cloth. Although it was not a good material, it was much denser than coarse cotton, and it was warm enough to keep out the wind. When Qiao Yu went to pick up the clothes, he was caught by the shop owner After a compliment, he said that a person is handsome, even if he looks good in anything.
Qiao Yu looked at the face in the bronze mirror that was as tender as the little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, and thought to himself, you know what a fart, what is so good about such a pretty face, the face I used to be the real one Is he handsome?
Qiao Yu thought so in his heart, but didn't say much. He smiled at the boss and went home with the wrapped clothes.
Today I just came out to pick up some clothes, Qiao Ling was worried and wanted to go with him, but he stopped him.
It's just that his body hasn't fully recovered, and he's not really old, weak, sick, and disabled. He needs to be watched everywhere he goes, just to pick up a piece of clothing, and someone can kidnap and sell him.
Although Qiao Ling was still a little worried, he was successfully persuaded by his rhetoric and nodded in agreement to wait for him at home.
Qiao Yu walked home slowly, but when he was still a long way from the alley, he heard a woman's scolding from his yard.
Qiao Yu's face sank, and he hurried home.
"Zhao Deshen! Tell me clearly how much money you gave these two broom stars!"
From a distance, Qiao Yu could see a group of people around the gate of his house, and in the middle of the crowd, a woman in a blue skirt and jacket was crying and cursing relentlessly.
A middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s stood aside with a face as deep as water, his mouth tightly pursed, veins throbbing in his forehead, but he couldn't speak a word. He must have been that inner-phobic demon Zhao Deshen.
In fact, Qiao Yu had already guessed that the person who was coming should be the aggressive and overbearing aunt of the Zhao family, and she had already guessed that Aunt Zhao would definitely come to make a fuss, but she didn't expect to come so soon.
Qiao Yu swept his eyes and saw Qiao Ling standing next to Zhao Deshen. Qiao Ling looked at Aunt Zhao's family expressionlessly, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't look like he was crying, but he looked more like angry.
"If you want to quarrel, go home and quarrel. Do you play a joke here like a rascal?"
Zhao Deshen couldn't bear it and said something.
Unexpectedly, these words poked Aunt Zhao's heart. She suddenly stopped crying and asked sharply, "I'm a rascal? Do I show people jokes? If you don't give money to these two broomsticks, What kind of joke do I make people see?!"
"The front foot coaxed me to say that I don't care about these two little bastards in the future, but the back foot hastily sent money and food, what's the matter? Treat me as dead? My daughter hasn't seen you so caring, right?" Aunt Zhao's eyes Gouging through Qiao Ling's body like a knife, he said in a strange voice: "Or do you mean that these two brats have some shameful relationship with you, so you rush forward."
"you!"
Zhao Deshen obviously didn't expect that his wife would dare to say anything when she was mad, and she was so angry that she was speechless.
Qiao Ling was completely enraged by her words, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"I'm talking nonsense? If you two broom stars had nothing to do with him, why would he raise eyebrows at me because of you? Could it be that your brothers shouldn't have the surname Qiao, but the surname Zhao?"
With red eyes, Qiao Ling couldn't bear it and rushed in front of Aunt Zhao's family, as if she was about to slap her in the face, which startled Aunt Zhao's family, shrank her neck and wanted to hide.
It ended up hitting someone.
When she looked back, she saw Qiao Yu standing behind her with a smile and said.
"It's very lively, what are you doing at my house?"
Qiao Ling quickly picked up a few coals, built a brazier and put it in Qiao Yu's room, covered it with a cage, and asked Qiao Yu to take off his shoes and put his feet on it to roast.
Qiao Yu had never felt that she was so squeamish. She used to wear a pair of trousers and spend a few hours in the ice and snow in winter. She was not so squeamish. Now she was wrapped up like a bear, but she still shivered when the wind blew.
Qiao Yu put his hands and feet on the brazier to roast, and raised his chin at Qiao Ling.
"Open it and have a look, what good things have been taken."
Qiao Ling obediently opened the two blue cloth bags brought by Zhao Rong. One was for food and the other was a few bolts of cloth, probably for the two of them to cut clothes.
Qiao Yu sighed inwardly.
This Zhao Deshen is a rare kind person. If he hadn't had an unreasonable wife, he would have been able to accept his affection, and he would have someone to take care of him in the future.
Qiao Ling was not interested in those pieces of cloth, so he took out a few oil-paper bags from the cloth bag on the left, opened it, and found smoked fish, bacon, smoked chicken, and a large fan of freshly slaughtered pork with the skin and bone. Some dried vegetables that can be preserved for a long time packed a cloth bag full.
Since childhood, Qiao Yu has never felt that he is a person who does not like meat. As long as it is delicious, he can eat vegetarian dishes with relish. But recently, there may be too little meat. , Just looking at the pieces of raw meat makes my mouth water.
Not to mention Qiao Ling.
"Is there any more cabbages piled in the yard?"
Qiao Yu rubbed her warmed palms and asked.
Qiao Ling nodded, "There are still a few more."
Qiao Yu was very satisfied, and said, "Okay, let's have barbecue at noon today, and cabbage soup, it's delicious and relieves the tiredness."
Qiao Ling didn't know how to roast meat, but he knew that Qiao Yu was a good cook, and the can of mutton soup had completely bought him off. If it wasn't for the fact that there was nothing at home and Qiao Yu was not in good health, he would definitely let Qiao Yu cook. Yu cooks for him every day.
Qiao Yu's hands and feet were warmed up, so she got up and instructed Qiao Ling to put the meat back.
The bacon was all tied to the beams of the house with straw ropes, and the fresh meat was divided into many parts including the belt and bone, some were castrated with salt, and some were hung up in a ventilated place. He wrapped it in oiled paper and buried it in a snowdrift in the yard.
Qiao Yu was wearing a thick padded jacket, got up and found two thick tiles outside, let Qiao Ling wash them and soak them in water.
When it is almost soaked, take it out and dry it.
The meat buried in the snow over there had been slightly frozen. Qiao Yu carried the meat into the kitchen, and Qiao Ling followed behind him, watching him hold a heavy kitchen knife as if it was effortless at all. With a few swipes, the meat is cut into thin slices with uniform thickness, and you can see the beautiful texture when you pick it up. The fat meat is white and the lean meat is red and tender.
Qiao Yu threw the meat on the plate, and roasted a handful of dried chilies and a few dried prickly ash hanging under the eaves on the other side.
Roasted chili peppers and a few grains of coarse salt are put into a stone mortar, ground into fine powder, and poured out into a bowl.
Then Qiao Yu chopped up half a smoked fish, cleaned it, put it in the clay pot that was used to cook the mutton before, added a few grains of spices, a few grains of coarse salt, a scoop of boiling water, and waved back, "Take it, go, go Have a meal."
Unknown, Qiao Ling took the clay pot from Qiao Yu's hand, and followed Qiao Yu into his bedroom.
Qiao Yu carried a small shelf from the corner and put it on the brazier, then put the two washed and dried tiles on it, and put the hot charcoal in the brazier on the edge of the brazier, and put the pottery on it. The lid of the can was put on.
The tiles are slightly curved, and the two pieces are put together on the fire.
As soon as the flame licked, it quickly emitted heat.
Qiao Yu sandwiched a piece of the fattest meat on top.
Soon, the oil burst out.
Qiao Yu wiped the meat along the tiles, and the tiles were shiny with oil, and a smell of meat came out.
Qiao Ling sniffed, feeling as if his saliva was about to flow out.
The meat was thrown on the tiles one by one, and was quickly fried to slightly curl. The fat meat became crystal clear, and the lean meat was slightly browned. Then it was picked up and rolled in a circle in the bright red saucer.
After eating it in one bite, the meaty aroma mixed with the spicy taste exploded in the mouth, it was so delicious that the tongue was swallowed together.
Qiao Ling became addicted after one sip, and couldn't stop eating one after another.
On the other hand, Qiao Yu felt that he could eat a lot, but in fact he felt almost full after not eating much, so he stopped his chopsticks, went to the yard to peel a cabbage, pulled off the leaves, washed them, and threw them into the clay pot next to him inside.
He went to the kitchen to get a few small potatoes and buried them in the brazier.
The smoked fish and cabbage soup was quick too.
Just when Qiao Yu was almost eating, he scooped up a bowl of soup and continued to eat Qiaoling's barbecue while drinking.
The smoked fish made the soup turn white, and the cabbage leaves were green and transparent, which absorbed the aroma of the smoked fish and became very refreshing and delicious. Qiao Yu drank half a bowl in one go, feeling a little full.
Qiao Ling can eat more than he does. After eating all the barbecue meat prepared by Qiao Yu, he ate a few small potatoes buried in the brazier, and drank two large bowls of smoked fish soup. , then rubbed his stomach and said that he was full.
The faces of the two of them turned red from being smoked by the brazier, and the room was filled with a strong aroma of barbecue, which flew far out of the room and then drifted out again.
In another alley separated by two alleys outside the courtyard, an exquisite soft sedan was swaying forward, and the servant walking beside the sedan suddenly sniffled and asked strangely: "It smells so fragrant, Where did it come from? Master Fourteen, have you smelled it?"
A man's deep and lazy voice came out of the soft sedan and replied, "I don't have a dog nose like yours."
The little servant said aggrievedly, "It's really delicious, I'm not a dog's nose."
The man smiled and said: "Okay, next time I go to Yipinlou to reward you with roast goose, let's go."
The boy suddenly smiled again.
"Got it."
Several days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was almost the end of the year.
Looking forward to such a day all year round, even the poorest family is busy inside and out.
Worshiping the Kitchen God, sweeping the dust, and some customs that Qiao Yu doesn't understand at all, the sound of cleaning can be heard in every household.
Brothers Qiao Yu and Qiao Ling didn't pay so much attention because they didn't understand it.
Needless to say, Qiao Yu definitely didn't understand, not to mention the many years of paying attention, even those years of not paying attention, he didn't take a few of them seriously.
As for Qiao Ling, it was because of his young age.
In the past, both Qiao's parents were there, so the New Year's celebration was naturally done by the adults, and there were maids and servants at home, so there wasn't much work that needed to be done by himself. Now that Qiaoling suddenly came to ask about the customs and rules of the New Year, he naturally knew nothing about it.
Fortunately, there is no one else in this family, just the two of them, and everyone who is not particular about it doesn't care. After tidying up the house roughly, it is considered that all the preparations for the New Year have been completed.
Then just wait for the new year.
Qiao Yu took the few bolts of cloth given by the Zhao family and made new clothes for each of them.
Originally, I wanted to save two pieces of cloth for Qiao Ling to make for him when he grows up, but Qiao Ling disagreed anyway, saying that if Qiao Yu didn’t want him, then he wouldn’t either. Qiao Yu had no choice but to do it alone. all over.
When he was making clothes, Qiao Yu also took a measure of his body, and then found that not only had he shrunk in age, but he had also lost nearly ten centimeters in stature, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
But Qiao Yu quickly and optimistically thought that he was only seventeen now, and he would definitely grow up again.
The material the Zhao family gave was a few bolts of sky-blue cotton cloth. Although it was not a good material, it was much denser than coarse cotton, and it was warm enough to keep out the wind. When Qiao Yu went to pick up the clothes, he was caught by the shop owner After a compliment, he said that a person is handsome, even if he looks good in anything.
Qiao Yu looked at the face in the bronze mirror that was as tender as the little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, and thought to himself, you know what a fart, what is so good about such a pretty face, the face I used to be the real one Is he handsome?
Qiao Yu thought so in his heart, but didn't say much. He smiled at the boss and went home with the wrapped clothes.
Today I just came out to pick up some clothes, Qiao Ling was worried and wanted to go with him, but he stopped him.
It's just that his body hasn't fully recovered, and he's not really old, weak, sick, and disabled. He needs to be watched everywhere he goes, just to pick up a piece of clothing, and someone can kidnap and sell him.
Although Qiao Ling was still a little worried, he was successfully persuaded by his rhetoric and nodded in agreement to wait for him at home.
Qiao Yu walked home slowly, but when he was still a long way from the alley, he heard a woman's scolding from his yard.
Qiao Yu's face sank, and he hurried home.
"Zhao Deshen! Tell me clearly how much money you gave these two broom stars!"
From a distance, Qiao Yu could see a group of people around the gate of his house, and in the middle of the crowd, a woman in a blue skirt and jacket was crying and cursing relentlessly.
A middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s stood aside with a face as deep as water, his mouth tightly pursed, veins throbbing in his forehead, but he couldn't speak a word. He must have been that inner-phobic demon Zhao Deshen.
In fact, Qiao Yu had already guessed that the person who was coming should be the aggressive and overbearing aunt of the Zhao family, and she had already guessed that Aunt Zhao would definitely come to make a fuss, but she didn't expect to come so soon.
Qiao Yu swept his eyes and saw Qiao Ling standing next to Zhao Deshen. Qiao Ling looked at Aunt Zhao's family expressionlessly, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't look like he was crying, but he looked more like angry.
"If you want to quarrel, go home and quarrel. Do you play a joke here like a rascal?"
Zhao Deshen couldn't bear it and said something.
Unexpectedly, these words poked Aunt Zhao's heart. She suddenly stopped crying and asked sharply, "I'm a rascal? Do I show people jokes? If you don't give money to these two broomsticks, What kind of joke do I make people see?!"
"The front foot coaxed me to say that I don't care about these two little bastards in the future, but the back foot hastily sent money and food, what's the matter? Treat me as dead? My daughter hasn't seen you so caring, right?" Aunt Zhao's eyes Gouging through Qiao Ling's body like a knife, he said in a strange voice: "Or do you mean that these two brats have some shameful relationship with you, so you rush forward."
"you!"
Zhao Deshen obviously didn't expect that his wife would dare to say anything when she was mad, and she was so angry that she was speechless.
Qiao Ling was completely enraged by her words, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"I'm talking nonsense? If you two broom stars had nothing to do with him, why would he raise eyebrows at me because of you? Could it be that your brothers shouldn't have the surname Qiao, but the surname Zhao?"
With red eyes, Qiao Ling couldn't bear it and rushed in front of Aunt Zhao's family, as if she was about to slap her in the face, which startled Aunt Zhao's family, shrank her neck and wanted to hide.
It ended up hitting someone.
When she looked back, she saw Qiao Yu standing behind her with a smile and said.
"It's very lively, what are you doing at my house?"
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