There are several edible vegetables and ginger garlic grown in the yard.Meat, there are a few thin lean bacon hanging on the wall.
Well, the ingredients are very rich
Bai Qingqing thought for a while and decided to make bacon stew vermicelli.
The flintstones in the kitchen are all good. Bai Qingqing easily fires, and the pot is filled with water, ready to boil fans.
Cut the bacon during this time.
I didn't expect to hit the wall with a knife.
Now the knife at home has been replaced with iron, which is similar to the modern kitchen knife used by Bai Qingqing, but it also takes effort to cut the stone-dried bacon.
Bai Qingqing sawed it for a long time before cutting it off, and then pressed the meat on the cutting board, cutting the meat into humming, sweat beads straight on his face.
A dozen slices of bacon about one centimeter thick were cut out, the water boiled, and the noodles were soaked.
Bai Qingqing wiped his sweat, shook his sore arm, dried it in the pot, poured vegetable oil, and began to fry the bacon after heating it up.
A simple bowl of bacon noodles kept Bai Qingqing busy in the kitchen for more than an hour.
An hour later, the kitchen smelled of bacon.
Bai Qingqing came out with a large bowl of bacon stewed noodles, sniffed, and the hot aroma came.I sucked it again and it tasted good.
She is quite satisfied with her work.
Bai Qingqing went to Curtis while eating and wanted to show him his labor achievements.
Curtis had packed up to the top floor and was about to complete it. Bai Qingqing found him with a bowl.
"Curtis." Bai Qingqing nibbled a piece, ah no, it should be a bacon bacon, shouted vaguely.
"Is it cooked now?" Curtis turned back to look at Bai Qingqing, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
Bai Qingqing stood at the door holding the bowl, and the beautiful face could not see the original skin. There was wood dust everywhere, and the whole portrait was in the stove.
She was unaware of her own life and devoured her extremely hard bacon wholeheartedly. She looked like a hamster fighting a nut.
"What did you cook?" Curtis asked curiously, not remembering that Parker had prepared such hard food for Xiaobai.
"Bacon!" Bai Qingqing said, the chopsticks slipped, nibbled a few embossed bacon and fell on the stone floor.
That's right, it was a "bang" sound, like the sound of pebbles hitting stones.
Modern bacon made of pork is hard enough. The meat cooked by Bai Qingqing is made of strong muscle beasts, and the meat is cut into strips tightly. It is no problem to use it as a stick fight.
Bai Qingqing bit into the air, then heard the obvious noise, and suddenly embarrassed.
"Did you cook the stone?" Curtis smiled, got up and walked to Bai Qingqing, raised his hand to wipe the dust on her face.
Watching Curtis touch his fingertips and turned black, Bai Qingqing sighed, and he touched his face.
"Grey? A lot?"
Curtis "huh" gave Bai Qingqing an affirmative answer.
Bai Qingqing was even more embarrassed. He wiped a few randomly, but turned the gray on his face away, without a clean skin on the entire face.
Curtis smiled more in his eyes, holding Bai Qingqing with one arm, and said, "I've finished packing, let's eat."
"Ok."
Bai Qingqing sandwiched a piece of bacon and fed it to Curtis. "It tastes good, but the meat is a bit hard."
Not only is it a bit, Bai Qingqing has eaten for so long, a piece of meat is not finished.
Curtis embraced the meat block with a curious attitude, chewed, and laughed: "Don't eat it, wait for Parker to come back and cook for you."