The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

Huaxi got a few hundred taels back, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time, especially in Ma Qinger's vivid description, they were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

Mrs. Zhang watched Huaxi grow up, and she didn't have the slightest doubt about his ability to reconcile couplets. In her eyes, his young master was omnipotent and blindly trusted.According to her words, the young master is hiding everything, so there is nothing strange about it.

At that time, Huaxi could only cry and acquiesce. It seemed that as long as Mrs. Zhang was around, he didn't have to think of any excuses, which was fine.

Mrs. Zhang was fine, after all, he was from the big house, and he had seen hundreds of taels of silver, but the eldest son and his wife couldn't react, and then they heard another heavy news from Huaxi.

He is going to remodel the house.

Then they smelled the stinky smell, and the tofu with white hair?Completely forced them back to reality, put aside the undigested news, covered their noses and hid away.

Ma Qing'er hugged Xiang'er exaggeratedly and rushed out of the kitchen.

But within a quarter of an hour, the collective was slapped in the face.

Regardless of whether it was forced or not, the smell disappeared after entering the mouth, but it was surprisingly delicious, and everyone looked at Huaxi with disbelieving expressions.

Huaxi liked this kind of feedback, so he immediately made a decision that Mrs. Liu would be in charge, and Ma Qing'er would be responsible for collecting the money. When the snack cart was ready, they could go out and set up a stall to sell it.

In the next few days, everyone didn't say anything, but they were full of energy in their hearts, and they gradually got used to Huaxi's casual orders.Especially Ma Dadong, who resigned from his job in the city, took care of the materials and selected people to do the work for the reconstruction of the house, and did it all by himself.

On this day, Huaxi took off the sandbags on his wrists and ankles, and slumped on the rattan chair he bought from Xia's house like a pool of stagnant water. Letting the gentle breeze blow by, he suddenly felt alive again.

In order to exercise his physical fitness, he specially asked Ma Qing'er to get a big sandbag and hang it on the crooked neck tree that protruded into the yard. He punched and kicked him regularly every day.Although it was done step by step, he could clearly feel the increase in physical strength, and it was no longer a problem to lift the big iron pot in the stove with one hand.As long as he keeps practicing, he believes that over time he will not be a problem.

Today, as long as the Xia family builds the earthen stove under the snack cart and puts on the small iron pot they brought back, they can set up a stall selling fried stinky tofu tomorrow. "Big brother, drink water." Xiang'er walked over with a bowl of boiled water, her crisp voice interrupted Huaxi's train of thought.

Huaxi looked for the sound, took the bowl in Xiang'er's hand, drank it slowly, and returned the empty bowl to Xiang'er, "Thank you, are your mother and your grandma still working in the house?" Huaxi The clothes were required to be tidy, so when Ma Qinger went to the city to get back the custom-made small iron pot, he sold a few batches of black cloth and blue cloth to make chef uniforms, which were uniform uniforms.

Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Liu are busy making this.

Xiang'er nodded obediently, and the croissant braid on the top of her head also swayed back and forth.

"Grandma said, you can't delay big brother's serious business, you have to do it quickly."

"Na Xiang'er helps light the fire, and we'll make noodle soup for lunch."

Huaxi pulled the braid on Xiang'er's head with itchy hands.

Hearing that there was something delicious, Xiang'er stuffed another shofar braid into Huaxi's hand, smiling brightly.

Huaxi stared at the braid in his hand, then laughed out loud, "Little greedy cat."

"Can I still eat stinky tofu today?" Ma Qing'er, who was carrying a basket of herbs, heard Huaxi's words as soon as he entered the door, and his eyes lit up.

"Little uncle is the big greedy cat. Grandma said that the stinky tofu will be sold and can't be eaten anymore." After Xiang'er finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue at Ma Qing'er.

Ma Qing'er scratched her head with a sneer, not because she was greedy, but because she ate it once and never forgot it again.Especially when the amount is small, and there is not enough to eat, I will always worry about it in my heart.

"Let Miss Xia weave a few more square baskets. The tofu should be fermented more." In the early stage, he can implement hunger marketing to make the reputation of stinky tofu. I'm afraid it will sell out.

"I'll go right away." Ma Qing'er put down the basket and ran out impatiently.

Huaxi took a look at the herbs in the basket, and saw that he was familiar with those kinds, so he went to the stove with Xiang'er in peace.

Xiang'er is small, but she is good at lighting a fire, and within a short while, a fire was lit in the stove.

He asked Xiang'er to watch how he fried the pesto and shredded pork, and asked her to get an egg and seasoning from time to time.

Patiently tell her how to do it step by step.

"Water must be slowly added to the flour, and then stirred quickly while adding water to form such a small floc."

Xiang'er opened her round eyes, listened carefully, and nodded vigorously.

"Look, the water in the frying pan is boiling, so turn down the heat a little, and keep it like this." Huaxi used a hook to pull the firewood in the stove eye.

He picked up the bowl made into cotton wool, "You need to sprinkle it into the pot while stirring, so that the gnocchi won't stick together." After he finished laying down all the gnocchi, he put a spoonful of salt into the pot, Two tablespoons of soy sauce.

"If you want food to be delicious, you need to add corresponding seasonings. If it's just a single salt, the aroma won't be enhanced, and it won't be rich."

Needless to say, Huaxi, Xiang'er, whose eyes were about to fall into the pot, kept licking her lips.

Noodle soup, my mother has also made it before, and I have never had such a fragrance in my memory.

Huaxi took an egg, knocked on the mouth, and slowly poured the egg liquid while stirring slowly, forming flocculent solidification in the pot.

After cooking for 2 minutes, pour in the chopped shallots, and pour in two drops of sesame oil before leaving the pan.

"Go, ask your grandma to come out for lunch." Huaxi laughed and patted Xiang'er, who was sucking her saliva.

Xiang'er wiped her mouth, and jumped out like a rabbit to call someone.

Huaxi patted a few cucumbers, put garlic soy sauce on it, poured a few drops of sesame oil, and a large plate of cucumbers was ready.

There is no shortage of vegetables in this season. Whether it is fried or stewed, in the hotter weather, you should eat something cool and refreshing.At this time, eating cold noodles should be good.

Well, he has to think about what to do.

"Is it pimple soup? How could it be so fragrant?" As soon as Mrs. Zhang entered the kitchen, the first smell wafted in the air, so fragrant that she couldn't help swallowing several times.

"Put the seasoning right, it will naturally bring out the aroma of the food. It's too hot here, go eat in the yard."

"It's getting drier and drier, and the kitchen is stuffy, so it's really not suitable for eating. When Dadong comes back, I'll ask him to build a pergola in the yard. In summer, we'll eat in the pergola." Mrs. Zhang was talking. , Put the pimple soup in the big pot into the big bowl, and take it out together with the big spoon.

Huaxi wanted to grab a few empty bowls and spoons, but was snatched by Xiang'er who rushed in again, and walked out holding the bowls and chopsticks, and he walked out with the plate of patting cucumbers.

Outside the yard, Mrs. Liu was moving stools and clearing the stone table. When she saw Mrs. Zhang holding a big bowl, she reached out to take it with a smile on her face. The scent immediately wafted through her nostrils. She said pleasantly, "It smells so good."

"I'm really afraid that this mouth will be spoiled by the young master, and other food will be tasteless in the future." Mrs. Zhang complained, but the corners of her lips were curved, and there was pride in her eyes.

Mrs. Liu smiled, didn't answer, took the bowls from her daughter, and filled each bowl with noodle soup.

There were two unceremonious knocks on the door, and then a heroic voice came from outside the door.

"Open the door, I know you are at home."

Huaxi took a spoon and blew the gnocchi on his mouth, and slowly ate spoonful after spoonful. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Mrs. Liu get up and go to open the door.

The villagers headed by Lizheng rushed into the yard with Lizheng at the moment of opening the door, looking everywhere with hostile eyes.The stench of self-righteousness was not smelled, but a burst of fragrance was smelled in the air.

When it was time for dinner, Li Zheng didn't feel embarrassed, but his bright black eyes wandered around the bowl of soup on the stone table, and finally fixed on Hua Xi, immediately showing a menacing look.

"Someone said that there is a bad smell coming from your house. What's the matter? Tell me honestly, otherwise you will feel better if you report it to the police."

Mrs. Zhang lowered her face in displeasure, "It's so strange, what's wrong with the smell? Whether it's fragrant or ugly, who doesn't smell? Why did Lizheng come to my house to inquire?"

"Lizheng, have you misunderstood something? Are you smelling bad smell now? It is true that Lai Litou's house in the east of the village can kill people. You can go to his place and have a look." Liu usually gives people a She doesn't seem to be very talkative, but these people happened to catch up with her when she was eating, so now she can only deal with them by smelling inedible things, thinking about it makes her feel angry.

"Daughter-in-law Dadong, you can't speak out of your conscience. It's tasteless now, but it doesn't mean it wasn't there before. My eldest son has been vomited several times by the smell of your house, and he has no appetite to eat, and he is losing weight. It's a big circle. Tell me, what are you guys doing? Did this young master from the city do something shady."

"Look at you, a very responsible daughter-in-law, how did you become like this, hey, everyone, look, that young master from the city has only lived here for a few days, and even the honest daughter-in-law of Dadong seems to be a different person , Auntie, you’d better drive this person away, and forget about bringing your family down, but don’t disturb our entire village.”

The first ones to attack are often the old ladies with bad mouths, and the men only need to add fuel to the flames in the rear.

"I am Lizheng, and what I say is the rule in the village. Huaxi, I am talking to you, and you are still eating?" With Huaxi's attitude, before changing, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, he has long been Fist hello up.

"If I'm hungry and don't eat, I don't have the strength to listen to you. Tell me, I'll listen." Huaxi glanced at Lizheng lightly. The bearded face made people with obsessive-compulsive disorder see it, and they would definitely want to go crazy. All beards seen were shaved.

This person was even more heartbroken than being indifferent, because he felt that what the other party said made sense, but he was speechless.