"Brother, where are you going? The teacher has a car."

“Buy groceries.”

"Brother, what vegetables do you buy? The teacher will go buy them with you."

"... Have you been playing with Zhang Yogurt for too long and got infected by her with the bad habit of showing off?"

"I was infected by you!"

“…”

"Brother, where are you going to buy it? The teacher takes you there."

"Teacher, where are you parked in your car?"

"Just over there, on the side of the road."

"very good."

Chen Shu saw her girlfriend who was riding a motorcycle from afar and said, "If you want to follow, just drive by yourself. If you don't want to follow, go back to the yard directly. Anyway, your little sister lives there."

Chen Banxia stopped.

A few seconds later, my brother had already boarded Qingqing's motorcycle and waved at her, leaving her standing alone, watching the motorcycle get farther and farther away.

This is heartless!

...

Local farmers' market.

Ning Qing followed Chen Shu and watched while walking.

Practicing tongue desire in the past few days is the desire for mouth and tongue, that is, the pursuit of food, which is the most basic desire for people and the lowest pursuit of people.

The desire for words varies from person to person, and there are also big and small.

Some people are addicted to eating as life, and their biggest pursuit in life is to taste all kinds of food. Some people have relatively weak desire for mouth and tongue. Then, when they can ensure a rich supply of food during the Taiping period, they will not catch a cold about the "desire for mouth and tongue", but it is limited to sufficient food. If you spend a period of time of food scarcity, anyone will go crazy about food.

Ning Qing could clearly feel his changes.

Although she likes the dishes made by Chen Shu and likes sour mouth, she just likes them. She rarely wants to eat anything urgently. At this time, in most cases, the reason for "I want Chen Shu to cook for her" is also mixed.

Now I want to eat everything and my mouth becomes very greedy.

Food is the most important thing for people.

This is the most simple pursuit of people.

However, Ning Qing is still different from other secret sect practitioners. She has always understood this sentence.

Food never just means survival, sometimes it is also a bond of emotions. The so-called mother, grandma, and hometown taste are like this.

Ning Qing has no mother's taste in her memory, nor has she seen her grandmother and grandmother. Because she has the bloodline of heaven and night people, her parents were implicated in a national riot that rejected Gu Xiu decades ago and died very early, so she only has the taste of Chen Shu in her memory.

It's the person in front of you.

Even when you are in seclusion and practicing, you will be comforted by eating the dishes he cooks.

At this time, she followed the man, watching him constantly select dishes, ask the vendors for prices, and then turn back to discuss with her from time to time. This plain process is exactly the same as most people in the market, but she seems to have tasted a quiet beauty in it.

"Where is a small intestine...how can you sell it, boss?"

“A pair, 35.”

"Don't you press the pound?"

"Not pounds."

“It’s so expensive before the New Year…”

“It’s all the price.”

“Fresh?”

“This morning.”

“Have you washed?”

"The washed ones are all washed, but it's better to wash them again by yourself when you go back."

"It looks OK, we bought it?" Chen Shu said as if he was talking to himself, and only looked back at her. He knew her answer, so he said to the boss again, "Please take a pair."

"Pick the biggest one for you."

"The boss is generous and get rich."

"Get rich and make money together."

The boss happily packed his small intestine and handed it to him, and he happily took it over. No one made a profit or lost.

Then the two continued to move forward, and the man said to her as he walked: "I'll buy some bones and fat intestines later, and stew a bone festival soup tonight. We'll eat fat intestine noodles tomorrow morning. Isn't it fun?"

Ning Qing turned his head slightly to look at him and saw a little joy in his eyes. It seemed that buying dishes that suit him well here was a surprise for him.

There are often surprises when visiting the vegetable market.

Ning Qing continued to follow, with more and more things on his hands.

Fortunately, Chen Banxia rushed over, found them, and shared part of it for her.

"Buy another duck at the end?"

Chen Shu still said to her, then squatted in front of a small stall, touched several old ducks, and chose one for a while.

Chen Banxia couldn't help but ask her brother in a low voice: "What were you touching just now?"

Chen Shu also lowered his voice: "Shh, I'm touching randomly. I see others are touching when they choose. I'm afraid that if I don't touch the boss, I will treat me as a fool."

"Then how did you choose the last one?"

"I chose one that has a lot of meatiness to the touch."

"oh……"

Chen Banxia nodded repeatedly, with a mysterious expression.

Ning Qing was still watching quietly from the side, but a curve appeared involuntarily on the corner of her mouth.

Yes.

Sometimes you have to pretend to understand if you don’t understand.

...

April 10th, morning.

Five people and one cat sit around the stone table. Breakfast is the result of Chen Shu's busy work all night last night

One bowl of fat intestine powder for each person, and a portion of Maojiezi.

"Happy 24th birthday to Qingqing."

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks."

Ning Qing only answered lightly, as if he didn't care about it at all. Then he picked up the vinegar next to him and poured it into the fatty intestine.

He picked up two more knots and pressed them into the soup.

The sausage is made of the pig's small intestine, which is the one used to make sausage. After careful cleaning, blanch and stew, it will shrink and no longer look like the thin casing outside the sausage. It will shrink to the size of a thumb and have a smooth surface. Cut it into segments and tie it into knots, and it will become a sausage.

Also called Jizi.

The small intestine itself does not have the heavy taste as the large intestine. After proper treatment, it has no fishy smell. Therefore, Maojiezi is usually stewed in clear soup, and the best tender bean sprouts are added below. The soup is delicious, which is very different from the large intestine.

And the most wonderful thing about it is to be finished

The small intestine itself is equivalent to a small tube. After it is tied into knots, the space inside is closed and then stewed. The knot is filled with bone soup soup. If you bite it, it will be full of soup and it will even explode.

Ning Qing already has a lot of experience in eating stalks, and she is not afraid of being hot, so she stuffed it into her mouth and enjoyed the feeling of the soup bursting.

The neighbor surnamed Zhang seemed very unfamiliar with this.

After one bite, the soup splashed everywhere.

"Oh..."

She was a little surprised.

Chen Shu smiled and also picked up one.

When I cook it home, I naturally clean it very clean, but it did not completely remove the oil inside to avoid affecting the taste. However, I still couldn't taste the fishy smell of the fat intestines at the mouth, and only the soft, tough and delicious texture of the stick.

It is a perfect match with fat intestine.

Take another glance at Qingqing next to you

She had already shown an expression of enjoyment.

But today has just begun.

Chen Shu has made all the tricks today, and the dishes are all at noon and evening, all of which are the flavors she likes to eat.
To be continued...