Chapter 1097: Sorry to the family

To be honest, although Lu Chuan's cake roll started a long time ago, his time allocation was good, so Song Tan didn't feel bored while burning the fire, and he didn't waste a single second.

It was just that the milk had been boiling in the pot for more than ten minutes, and he hadn't stopped stirring, so the milk became thicker and thicker, and the sweetness in the air became stronger and stronger, making even Song Tan, who didn't like milk, eager to try:

"Is it ready? Give me a taste."

Lu Chuan looked up at her. In the misty heat, his eyebrows were blurry, but his expression was gentle. At this moment, he turned and took a spoon and scooped a little over:

"Be careful, it's hot."

The milk was already almost boiled, now looking like condensed milk, just thinner. Song Tan blew on it patiently before putting it in her mouth, and then her eyes lit up:

"It's really quite good! It can be paired with steamed buns! Fried steamed bun slices!"

"Hmm." Lu Chuan nodded: "But the shelf life of this is short, I didn't make much this time, I'll make more in two days."

As he spoke, he turned off the fire and poured out the condensed milk—he looked around the kitchen and couldn't find any exquisite container, so he had to pour it into a bowl.

Song Tan added firewood to the stove and asked curiously: "What else do you want to do? Cut scallions?"

Three trees are enough.

The only regret is—

Lu Chuan:...

Song Sancheng couldn't help it, hurriedly took a video and posted it to his social media happily.

Who can go down!

The old house in the countryside, especially since Seventh Uncle was a master chef in the past, everyone in the ten miles and eight villages knew he had been rich, so the house was naturally built large.

Honestly, from putting down trees to chopping firewood, it wasn't easy work. In previous years, he was the only one at home who could do it, which was indeed a bit hard.

He explained: "Don't use flour, use rice cakes. Rice pressed into cake shape, fragrant and not greasy. Chicken meat is hammered to be more flavorful, then deep-fried... I tried it at home and it was not bad, Song Tan should love it."

Lu Chuan laughed: "So I didn't make much, just taste the flavor first... well, let's make fried chicken steak rice burgers next time."

The few young men were not only agile in working, but also did it beautifully! Not to mention anything else, the firewood at home was considered orderly, but they pushed the cart to the back courtyard and actually stacked the wet firewood neatly, which was pleasing to the eye.

For example, the few young men who were working vigorously with axes in the front, don't look at how they were sweating in single clothes, the smiles on their faces couldn't be hidden.

Thinking of chicken steak, he thought of the n food videos he collected, and Qiaoqiao had a sudden inspiration and asked again: "Can you stew clear mutton soup?"

"There are those mountain goats that are free-range and not gamey, the meat is tender, and the meat is full of rich soup. Just put some salt and pepper, and cut some cabbage fragments and vermicelli..."

Just...

Blame the old Song family for being too diligent. Even if they had nothing to do, they would look for some work to do. In the corner of the back courtyard, the firewood pile was full.

Thinking of this, everyone's sharp eyes patrolled the surroundings again, trying to find some extra work to do.

He could do it, but Seventh Uncle and Master Jiang on the mountain would probably know better.

The kitchen here was occupied, or rather, it was a new couple in love. Seventh Uncle and Seventh Grandmother simply strolled on the road at the door, pondering:

It's not this kind of big firewood, but everyone has nothing to do and strolls up the mountain, basically dragging back some dry branches.

"Should we renovate the house during the New Year?"

What's this called? What people on the internet say, curing obsessive-compulsive disorder, right?

Plus his own savings, if the son can accompany us for another ten or twenty years, I don't have anything else to give him! More than what I gave You Guang!

Although that's what I said, they were still a bit melancholy as parents. But thinking about it—now I can still do small banquets, my body is better than young people, and every month's salary can be saved except for Song Tan's.

Qiaoqiao threw the fire tongs, and at this moment was like a domineering president: "Who said there isn't, there is."

Cooking, that kind of branch burns quickly, and grows quickly. There are mountains everywhere, and it's really not lacking at all.

"It's a pity, if it were our wheat, it would have been possible to make some sweet potato flour... By the way, when the wheat is ripe next year, sesame leaf noodles, beef noodles, and rolled noodles, steamed noodles, etc., we must eat more!"

This isn't modern technology development, with few tools. If it were in the past, if there weren't a few grown men at home, carrying water and chopping wood could tire people out.

Oh my, the big house is built fast, how come it's not enough to sleep in? After so many years of not seeing him, who knows if he will still be thinking about my old foundation?

If our dry firewood isn't enough, we can cut two more trees tomorrow!

Only Song Sancheng didn't know anything. At this moment, looking at the young men swinging an axe and chopping the firewood evenly and nimbly, he felt particularly happy.

Now that it's demolished and rebuilt, other places plus the newly applied homestead part are left empty for young people first, and we old couple will build a big house.

It's not that we can't sleep in the city! The big one in the city is still there! The will is notarized, what should be Song Tan's, they can't take away.

However, the happy ones in the old Song family are not just the two of them.

And in the kitchen, Lu Chuan was turning the meat floss in the pot with a spatula.

As for where the son will live when he comes back for the New Year...

"I forgot, there is no chicken steak at home... otherwise use pork steak, pork steak has another kind of aroma when fried."

Lu Chuan was stunned and then laughed: "That's not necessary, Seventh Uncle cut some left over in the morning... I'll see if the meat is cooked, if it is, I can turn down the fire and collect the juice to stir-fry the meat floss."

Thinking about it, Seventh Uncle and Seventh Grandmother instantly felt happy, and there was no burden at all!

You go and pick chicken steak.

Seventh Grandmother nodded: "It must be cleaned up. We don't cook or farm, the house is promised to Zhang Yanping and Song Tan, so let's demolish it before the New Year while there's nothing to do."

Just chopping firewood, and being able to mix a big meal for myself and the old man at noon, there are such good things in the world, naturally the more the better!

The procedures were handled early, and the remaining part will be added after the son comes back. Zhang Yanping and the others emptied their money, and we have to be as fast as possible.

The only problem is...

Why is burning firewood in the countryside so fuel-efficient?

It's better to tear it down, it's best to be a done deal!

Correspondingly, the unique aroma of meat floss became more and more intense. At this moment, Qiaoqiao had forgotten the sweet condensed milk just now, and his mind was full of his meat floss rolls.

Especially lifting trees, it's easy to hurt the waist.

Comparing the two sides, the gap came out instantly.

I came, am I a bit sorry for the chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep at home?

The only thing that is a pity—

At this moment, all the soup was collected, and the meat pieces were pressed into strands by the spatula. Now, stir-frying on low heat, one could see the prototype of the meat floss. ===== CHAPTER 1098 =====