I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

Zhao Afu's parents opened the door, and everyone was holding something in their hands. This is how it is when entering a house, everyone has to hold something in their hands, and when someone comes in, they say something auspicious.

Zhao Qiqi took down the clothes hanging on the beam. According to traditional customs, if a new house is completed but one fails to move in in time, one must hang clothes on the beam to prevent evil spirits from entering.

Zhao Qiqi asked everyone to sit down and eat, while she herself was busy cooking.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Licheng came over and said, "My sister is lucky to be here. My parents are not feeling well so they can't come."

Old Mrs. Gu curled her lips behind her. Zhao Qiqi's parents were still in good health. There was no illness at all. They just refused to come. They didn't even come for such an important event, so it was obvious that they didn't care about Zhao Qiqi at all.

In other words, the eldest daughter-in-law herself didn't understand, but she still went to their house eagerly to invite them to go.

"Yan Sui, take your uncle and sit down too."

Even Zhao Licheng didn't bring anything when he came, which was too rude. Even distant relatives or neighbors would probably not feel comfortable not bringing anything.

Even the stingy Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Xiang brought some things today, otherwise it would be unlucky.

Hu Lan was already busy, and a few children came over to help. No one knew where Xiang had gone, so she wasn't seen. Bai was diligently cutting vegetables there.

The stove is still there in the old house, but a new stove head has been added and a shed has been built over the top so there is no need to worry about rain, although there is no sign of rain yet.

Everyone is almost worried to death but there is nothing they can do. They are still lucky enough to have a sip of water to drink. The others don’t even have water. Survival is a problem, and the world outside is becoming more and more chaotic.

The fields are even drier and the rice hasn't grown yet. People in the village are discussing whether to just harvest it. They have waited for so long but it hasn't rained. Although harvesting early will reduce the yield, it's still some yield.

Zhao Qiqi first puts the meat on the table and cuts the blanched pork belly into pieces of moderate size, which will make it more flavorful. The seasonings are all prepared in advance.

First pour the oil in, add rock sugar and stir-fry until the sugar color comes out, which is a red color that is almost black, then pour in the blanched pork belly, add some homemade wine and soy sauce.

Zhao Qiqi bought dark soy sauce and light soy sauce in advance, mixed the two together and put them in a bowl.

Scoop boiling water from another pot and add it to the braised pork, until it covers the pork. Onions, ginger and garlic are naturally indispensable. There is no star anise, cinnamon or the like here, so Zhao Qiqi secretly added a handful of them and just threw them away before serving.

In addition, I just piled up a casserole with some earthen bricks, lit a fire, and put the cut chicken in. This was the local chicken I bought with Mrs. Gu. It didn't need too much seasoning. It was delicious enough to just stew it into soup.

Zhao Qiqi took out a bag of potatoes and washed them together with Hu Lanbai. Bai had never seen them before and didn't know what they were, and was a little curious.

One portion was steamed directly in the pot. The hot water was still hot, so steaming the potatoes was more time-saving and labor-saving. The other portion was cut into shreds. Hu Lan was very good at cutting. Zhao Qiqi told her how to cut. After she understood it, she cut much faster than Zhao Qiqi.

Zhao Qiqi was chopping the meat filling, seasoning it with soy sauce, oil, starch and salt, and then stirring it vigorously. Of course, Zhao Qiqi couldn't do this job, but it was suitable for Gu Yantang.

The second brother took a pair of chopsticks and stirred vigorously, adding a little onion and ginger water from time to time. This can remove the fishy smell and increase the moisture of the meat, making the meat filling more tender.

Take out the steamed potatoes, add the mixed meat filling, mix well and fry in a pan. The oil temperature should be about 60% hot.

"Yanyi, the fire doesn't need to be so big, it will easily burn."

Otherwise, the outside will be black and the meat inside will not be cooked yet.

The potatoes are already steamed, so you don’t have to worry about whether they are cooked through or not, so you can serve them as soon as the meat is cooked.

For the sake of efficiency, Zhao Qiqi did not shape the meatballs, but simply squeezed out small meatballs with her hands. Some were already cooked, and some had just been put into the pot. But there was no need to worry about them getting mixed up, because the fried and cooked meatballs were golden and floating on top.

"It smells so good, what is sister-in-law frying?"

Indeed, the fragrance has spread. Zhao Qiqi hasn't eaten this kind of thing for a long time, and his mouth is constantly drooling.

Seeing that Zhao Qiqi ignored her, Xiang picked up a freshly fried meatball.

It’s hot. Zhao Qiqi couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he saw Xiang’s scalded expression. How could it not be hot when it was just fried?

"It's delicious. Sister-in-law, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Xiang shamelessly came closer and took another one to eat. It was so delicious and fragrant.

Zhao Qiqi also felt that his hands-on ability was getting better and better, mainly because he had the opportunity to practice here. In addition, he couldn't eat what he wanted if he didn't do it himself, so he was forced to improve his cooking skills.