In the courtyard outside the house, the dark night is approaching little by little, followed closely by the stars and the cold wind.

Xu Qinghe frowned for a while, and sweat began to form on his forehead. This was a physical job that looked simple, but was actually not easy at all.

Especially for Xu Qing, cooking is no different from learning skills in a workshop.

I have never done it before. Now I have been practicing crawling for half a year, plus asking Silly Zhu for advice, frying and cooking. Every step has been memorized in my mind, but I have never been able to do it as briskly and comfortably as Silly Zhu.

Diligence is also a skill, and not everyone can do it well.

There are quite a few people working as cooks in the canteen in the factory, but among those who are as outstanding as Sha Zhu, you can’t count them on your fingers.

What's more, Xu Qing still became a monk halfway, so the gap between him and Sha Zhu is naturally not small.

Xu Qing may be able to catch up if he studies hard, but the problem is that he does not work in the kitchen of the canteen, so it may be difficult to learn the cooking profession in depth.

However, Xu Qing didn't want to work hard all his life. Now that his parents are away, he has no choice but to do it.

Xu Qing was a little tired of steaming steamed buns every time. Now he thought about steaming steamed buns and eating them in a different way to give the three little ones a change of taste.

Meat rolls are also available, but there isn’t much meat in the house.

Now there are still about ten days until the Chinese New Year, so we can only wait for a few more days to talk about it.

There are no changes in the preliminary steps of making steamed buns and Hanamaki, except that you need to pay attention to the techniques when shaping them.

Of course, steamed buns are simple, while Hanamaki is a little more complicated. It has a layered texture and is sprinkled with chopped green onion and other small ingredients. It tastes better than steamed buns.

After more than half an hour of busy work, Xu Qing finished the flower rolls and hung them on the chopping board to dry. He woke up for more than ten minutes before putting them in the pot to steam.

At this moment, the three little guys who were playing in the yard all ran back and were warming up around the stove in the front room.

Xu Qing came out of the kitchen and saw Xu Fengming. His hands were red from the cold, and his face was also the same, but his mouth was grinning and he looked very happy.

The little girl didn't suffer much from the cold. She stayed close to the old lady, so she was fine.

As for Xu Aiguo, who went out late, his face turned red from the cold, and his hands looked like Xu Fengming's.

Which boy doesn't like to play in the snow? The Jia family's stick in the middle courtyard broke his leg, and was scolded by Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu and refused to go to the courtyard.

Even so, Banggeng secretly went out to play a few times a few days ago.

I don’t dare to run wild in the backyard.

Otherwise, the three little guys will have to beat him until he runs away with his head in his arms!

Xu Qing walked to the door outside the house, took a few briquettes, returned to the kitchen, sat on the bench in front of the stove, and turned on the fire.

The little girl didn't know what kind of dispute she had with Xu Fengming, so she ran into the kitchen angrily, took Xu Qing's arm, and forced him to go out and deal with her third brother.

At this moment, the door of the front room was suddenly pushed open, and then the third uncle's voice came in.

"Xu Qing, are you at home?"

Xu Qing stood up, took the little girl's hand, and walked out of the kitchen. Xu Fengming, who was frightened in the front room, sat on the bench in front of the stove, lowered his head, and hid slightly behind Xu Aiguo.

"Third uncle, is something wrong?"

Xu Qing did not go to Xu Fengming's side, but asked Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui sat on the edge of the Kang and said with a smile: "It's okay, just come over and take a look."

Xu Qing raised his hand and asked the girl to pour water for Yan Bugui.

The little girl pouted her little mouth, while holding a thermos bottle and pouring water into the enamel tea jar, she was still angrily looking at Xu Fengming with watery eyes.

Xu Qing took out a cigarette and handed it to Yan Bugui and said:

"Third uncle, how is Xie Kuang's arm these days? Is it feeling better?"

"It's much better, but I still have to continue to rest and try to get better before school starts next year, so I can worry less."

Yan Bugui sighed, reached out and took the economic cigarette that Xu Qing handed him, and without disdain, held it in the corner of his mouth and started smoking.

Xu Qing's economy cigarettes cost eight cents. On weekdays, Yan Bugui rarely smoked them.

The ones he smokes are big front doors, with handles (filters) like Hardman. As a teacher, he naturally wants to be more respectable.

It’s the same reason as cadres who always carry peony cigarettes on their bodies.

If someone offers Yanbu expensive economic cigarettes, he will never refuse. If you can take advantage of it, why not take it?

Yan Bugui took two puffs of cigarette until his mouth was full of cigarette residue, then he raised his hand, held the cigarette in his hand and said:

"Xu Qing, a few days ago, I heard that you were praised in your factory."

"Xu Qing, I heard that you were praised in your factory a few days ago."

Xu Qing smiled and said: "Third uncle, that's nothing."

Yan Bugui shook his head and said with the same expression on his face as when he was teaching on the podium:

"How can it be nothing? If you have done a good thing, you have done a good thing and saved people. How can you say it is nothing. This morning, I asked your third aunt to tell the street office. I estimate that in two days, our street office will

People will come to the courtyard to find you."

When Xu Qing heard this, he didn't know whether to be happy or smile bitterly.

Taking advantage of the fact that it wouldn't snow in the past two days, he planned to go to the coal station to buy coal ash early in the morning when he had a rest the day after tomorrow.

If someone from the street office came to the courtyard the day after tomorrow, he would probably not have distributed it.

After sending Yan Bugui away, Xu Qing stood at the door of the house, looked at the completely dark backyard, and sighed softly.

Then he returned to the house, ran into the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and checked to see if the rolls were cooked.

The little girl was still having trouble with Xu Fengming. She stood in the kitchen and kept complaining to her elder brother Xu Qing.

In the front room, Xu Fengming was sitting in front of the stove, but now he also ran into the kitchen.

Holding two fruit candies in his hand, he handed them to the little girl and said:

"Third brother, I was wrong. Can I treat you to some sweets?"

The little girl snorted and grabbed the candy into her palm with her little hand. Her puffy face showed a hint of happiness.

Xu Qing held the kitchen knife and cut vegetables. He turned around and saw the two reconciled people, smiled, turned around, and continued working.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Qing and the three little ones were sitting around the kang in the front room, eating dinner.

The result of steaming the Hanamaki was pretty good, not too collapsed, and quite successful. The main reason was that it took enough time to wake up.

The three little guys each held a flower roll and were very satisfied with the meal.

Xu Fengming ate two in one meal, and his stomach was full.

Xu Qing's steamed flower rolls are not small at all. They are not as small and delicate as those in the south, but as big as a big steamed bun.

Just after finishing the meal, before Xu Qing could put away the dishes and the remaining flower rolls into the kitchen, Sha Zhu and He Yuyu came to the door.

Today, Shazhu brought He Yucong back to school. I had nothing to do in the evening, so I came to visit.

As soon as Si Zhu entered the room, he saw Xu Qing's steamed flower rolls. His eyes suddenly shone with light. He walked to the edge of the kang, stretched out his hand, broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and said to Xu Qing:

"The craftsmanship is good, but there is a little bit of salt. Please remember to add more next time."

When Xu Fengming heard Silly Zhu say that the steamed rolls made by his elder brother were not delicious, he held his stomach and said unhappily:

"Brother Yuzhu, the steamed rolls made by my eldest brother are the most delicious in the world. The salt is missing. I ate two of them. Look at my belly."
Chapter completed!