Early in the morning, Zhu Xiu was still sleeping in a mattress, but was suddenly awakened by a violent knock on the door, accompanied by Fang Cuilan's thick voice.

"Bang bang bang bang~~My son opens the door quickly! I'm back for my mother!"

Zhu Xiu's sleepiness was instantly dispelled. He only wore a thin undershirt, jumped off the bed, pulled his shoes and hurried to the yard to open the door.

The two thin wooden doors were trembling with a tremor, shaking at a visible amplitude of the naked eye, and the earth walls on both sides were shaken down and fell to the ground. Zhu Xiu seemed to hear the crying of the door bolt.

As if he was anxious to wait, Zhu Xiugang reached out to pull the door bolt, but he felt that the light on his head was dimming, and a figure jumped over the earth wall like a big roc spreading its wings and landed steadily behind Zhu Xiu.

Zhu Xiuyi was stunned and complained helplessly: "Mom~ When you go home, can you walk through the main entrance honestly? You are not a thief who crosses the streets and alleys!"

"Ha~ I'm used to it!" Fang Cuilan turned around with a big stick, took off the bag behind her, and took the first two steps, like throwing a javelin. With one hand, she put the stick in the grey hole.

Zhu Xiu looked at the earthen wall half a head taller than himself and sighed tiredly. He didn't understand the meaning of his own courtyard wall. In the entire Taozhu Village, this wall seemed to only work for him.

Fang Cuilan pinched Zhu Xiu's face intimately, and her eyes were shining, and said, "Hurry up! Where are the meat given by Lao Wang? Where are you put? Some days are not covered with meat, so I am not as good as my mother's belly!"

Zhu Xiu blinked in a daze and pointed at the main hall, "Hey~ put the meat in a basin, put the pocket in the corner of the wall..."

Fang Cuilan rushed in and checked it out, and smiled with a smile: "There is still half a stone of white flour! Not bad, this black man is indeed a sensible person!"

Zhu Xiu scratched her head and wondered: "Mom~ Do you seem to know that Uncle Wang will bring me food back?"

Fang Cuilan gave him a blank look and smiled, "Why didn't you know? I asked you to go to the old Wang family to get a meal, just to improve your food, and then go home... Hehe~ hug you! Don't look at Wang Luwu's black guy, but he is actually very careful. Every time he goes, he will never let you come back empty-handed! But you used to be stupid and couldn't help but give you two chickens, but you only brought back two eggs..."

Zhu Xiu was stunned when she heard this and suddenly realized. No wonder my mother kept winking at herself before leaving yesterday. It turned out that she had thought of this a long time ago!

I couldn't help but feel angry and muttered sadly: "Mom~ I also want face! It's so embarrassing to eat and take it at other people's house!"

Zhu Xiu felt sorry for himself, but seemed to have forgotten how bright she smiled when she clenched the fat chicken and rabbit with both hands last night.

Fang Cuilan said disrespectfully: "Who will know every family of you? You are the wife of the Gonglang in the village after all, and the mistress of our Zhu family can't lend food to your own tenant!"

After pausing, Fang Cuilan pressed her hands on Zhu Xiu's shoulder and sighed with shame: "Son, I don't have the ability to let you live a good life, I'm sorry to you! When the family can't get rid of the blame, I have to let you go to the old Wang family to have fun. You are young and the villagers don't gossip. After all, I am a widow and the mistress of the old Zhu family, so I have to leave some face for the old Zhu family."

Zhu Xiu pursed his lips and whispered: "Mother, don't think so! It's hard to repay the kindness of a child who is raised by his mother! Don't worry, the child can understand that his mother has done his best! In the future, the child will definitely support the old Zhu family and will not let his mother work so hard!"

"My son is very filial! I comfort my mother!" Fang Cuilan hugged her son with emotion. The fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes could not conceal her joy.

"If you want to support the old Zhu family, study hard and get a good fortune as soon as possible! If I can become the mother of Jinshilang in this life, I will be in peace even if I die!" Fang Cuilan patted Zhu Xiu's shoulder again, almost knocking Zhu Xiu apart.

Zhu Xiu grinned and rubbed his shoulders. He was thinking about how to tell the news that Wang Luwu told him yesterday, and now he didn't know how to speak.

The mother and the mother squatted under the eaves, each placing a basin in front of them, and fetching water to wash their faces.

Fang Cuilan said carelessly again: "Son, you don't have any burden on the matter of the Wang family. Wang Luwu, the black man, is a martial man, holding a lot of lives in his hands, not ordinary people. When his family was in trouble, it was your father who saved them. In short, it was their Wang family who owed more favors to our Zhu family and eating some meat and food in his family is nothing!"

Zhu Xiu was rubbing her face, turning her head with a watery face and said in surprise: "How do you know that Uncle Wang retired from the ranks? Is it... what Dad told you?"

Fang Cuilan shook her head and snorted, "Your father is cautious and steady in his actions. My mother never asks about his decision. Since he didn't say anything, I didn't ask. However, the black man was full of courage and had a very good sword technique. He must have been in the army in Longyou. When your father took him in, I was worried, so I took a test, and I guessed his feet. Although this black man looked fierce, he was not a bad person. So I tacitly allowed your father to date him. Otherwise, if he had any evil intentions, how could I keep him to this day? If he didn't kill him, he would have to be expelled from Zhushan County!"

Zhu Xiu was stunned when she heard this, and was shocked by my mother's domineering aura and asked quickly, "My mother and Uncle Wang fight? What's the outcome?"

Fang Cuilan glared at her eyes, gently slapped Zhu Xiu’s forehead, and shouted: “Does my son still have to doubt Wei Niang’s martial arts? Is that black man a match for my seventy-two-way striking stick technique?”

"Mother is mighty!"

Zhu Xiu gave him a thumbs up and praised him very much. When he thought of Wang Luwu's black iron tower, he was trembling under the pressure of Fang Cuilan's big stick. The interesting scene almost made him laugh out loud.

Fang Cuilan cleaned the yard carefully, rolled up her sleeves to prepare a fire to cook.

Zhu Xiu hesitated and asked more: "Chicken and rabbit white flour, what is the mother planning to do?"

Fang Cuilan gestated in confusion and said, "Steam some white cakes, throw the chicken into the wok and cook it, and sprinkle some salt and it's over?"

Zhu Xiu touched his forehead, but he could not escape the word "coarse".

Zhu Xiu pondered for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Let's do this, today my mother is responsible for making a fire, and the child will show off her skills! Let the mother taste the child's skills!"

Fang Cuilan felt fresh and said with some doubts: "But my son has never been to the kitchen, and this is the ingredients I finally got..."

Fang Cuilan wanted to speak but stopped, Zhu Xiu said confidently: "Don't worry, mom, the child can beat the old Taoist riding cows, and he only felt at ease in his actions. It's no problem to cook some food!"

When talking about the old Taoist riding a bull, Fang Cuilan thought of Zhu Xiuyi's abnormal behavior that day. When facing Zhou Jincai's chatter, for some reason, his worries disappeared.

Fang Cuilan smiled and said, "Okay, let me help me!"

Zhu Xiu quickly passed the existing stove and seasonings at home in his mind. The conditions were simple and the ingredients were not complete, so he could not use his limited cooking skills in his previous life. He could only try to make something simple and improve his taste slightly.

Fang Cuilan cleaned the wok, boiled water with fire, and went out to the neighbors of the village to order ginger and green onions according to Zhu Xiu's request.

Zhu Xiu washed the fat chicken and put it in a wok, added water and simmered it, covered it with wooden board and stewed it.

A wok is a pot, which is similar to that of later generations, but most people are made of clay at home, so it is not cheap to make an iron pot.

Fang Cuilan came back excitedly with the ingredients. What made Zhu Xiu happy was that there was a small bowl of white mushrooms, so now there was no need to worry about using what to boost the flavor.

This white mushroom has a short growth cycle and is extremely yielded in Zhushan County. As long as the weather is slightly warm and there are two rains, you can find it under the roots of the trees on the hillside forests. Before the summer solstice, it has always been one of the main dishes of local people.

Wash the onion, ginger and white mushrooms and add them to the simmering wok with soup. Add a handful of dried dates. Just wait until the chicken is stewed with salt, and a low-end version of shiitake mushrooms stewed chicken with a small flaw.

Zhu Xiu felt a little regretful. The taste of this white mushroom is no longer as good as that of shiitake mushrooms. These days, there should be similar species such as flower mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms on the market, but the price is slightly more expensive. There is no need to think about cooking wine or something.

Zhu Xiu remembered many imperial court meal recipes from the Ming and Qing dynasties, such as "Food Materia Medica" from the Ming Dynasty and "Suiyuan Food List" from the Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, it was either because some seasonings were not found in the Great Zhou Dynasty, or because Zhu Xiu's current financial resources could not be enough to make up all the food and cook stoves.

Another important thing is that Zhu Xiu was at most a housewife in his previous life. Even if the recipe is imprinted in his mind, it is not easy to actually make it.

"It seems that the family will specially train a chef to cook in the future..." Zhu Xiu glanced at Fang Cuilan, who was leaning against the wok and swallowing her saliva while smelling the aroma of stewed chicken, immediately gave up the idea of ​​imparting the treasure book of cooking in later generations to her.

"If I want to let my mother do these meticulous work, it would be better for me to do it myself!"

Zhu Xiu complained in his heart, shook his head and temporarily threw the idea of ​​cultivating the chef god behind his head, and began to knead him.

Seeing that Zhu Xiu was very skillful in kneading the noodles, Fang Cuilan said in surprise: "My son has never cooked rice before. How could this method of stewing chicken with ingredients and kneading the noodles be so familiar?"

Zhu Xiu grinned and then whispered seriously: "Mom, don't say anything. Have you forgotten the warning words of the old Taoist riding a bull?"

Fang Cuilan was startled, hurriedly covered her mouth, looked up at the sky with some fear, pointed her fingers upwards, and whispered: "This cook's skills are also one of the secrets of heaven?"

Zhu Xiu focused his head and said solemnly: "So, if there is something strange about the child in the future, the mother does not need to be surprised! The child is already very proud of the old immortal teaching knowledge~~ Be cautious! Low-key! Mothers need to keep in mind at all times!"

Fang Cuilan nodded in disagreement. She did not dare to be careless whenever it was involved in Zhu Xiu's imperial examination.

Slice the noodles and boil them. Take them into a bowl, then cook some shepherd's purse and add it with oily and fragrant chicken soup. The mother and son's index fingers are thrilling.
Chapter completed!