Chapter 274： pickle

Whether it is ancient or modern, there are many people who bully the soft and fear the hard. If you have the skills to defend yourself, you will never be bullied.

"Not bad, not bad!" Han Yingxue praised. "I've learned this set of boxing techniques, and now I'll teach you other things."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Several children cheered.

Boxing is just self-defense. From now on, she wants to teach them some light skills.

A few children are young, except for some boxing skills, Qinggong is still useful. Then teach them some knives and swordsmanship.

Several children are also very serious about their studies.

After Han Yingxue finished teaching, he started to prepare dinner.

The dishes were washed and cut by Mr. Zhao. If it wasn't for a few younger siblings who were accustomed to Han Yingxue's craftsmanship, Mrs. Zhao would probably want to prepare them for dinner.

"Mother, let me come!"

Han Yingxue took the spatula from Zhao's hand.

I wasn't ready to eat tonight, so Han Yingxue was going to bake a few cakes, then cook some porridge and stir-fry some green vegetables. The pickles that happened to be brought back from Wang Erdan's house were ready to eat.

As for prawns, you can fry two plates to satisfy the cravings of a few children.

Han Yingxue mixed cornmeal and white flour together, then chopped finely chopped vegetable leaves and put them in, and cracked two eggs.

The sesame oil was in the pot. When the pot was hot, I poured the reconciled flour into the pot and stuck it up along the edge of the pot.

After a while, a fragrant cake was baked.

Packed the cake, cut it into slices, and put it on a plate. Another pot is cooking porridge.

Han Yingxue fry two small vegetables first, and finally fry the pickles.

This pickled vegetable is made with salt. When frying, you don’t need to add salt and just add some oil. If there is chili, put some chili in it, the taste is also very good.

Looking at the pickles at Wang Erdan's house, Han Yingxue thought about whether he should get some of it.

The vegetables at home are about to grow, so I can grow some cabbage at that time, which can be pickled and made into pickles, and can also be made into kimchi. The planted radish can be pickled into dried radish, and the vegetable leaves on the radish can also be pickled into pickles.

But pickling pickles is not that simple, but a craft. In Han Yingxue's memory, the old Han family had pickled vegetables, but the pickles they pickled were sour and not tasty at all.

Han Yingxue has a way to make delicious pickles.

After tasting the pickles from Wang Erdan's house, I feel that the taste is not bad. You can eat it when you have porridge.

"Mother, the meal is ready, call Yingwen Yingwu and they eat!"

"good!"

Zhao called twice at the door, and Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu trotted into the kitchen.

Sweat beaded on the foreheads of both of them, because they learned new skills today, so they practiced extra hard.

"Sister, I really want to, ah, there is a cake to eat!" Han Yingwu licked the corner of his mouth, and the cake baked by his sister felt delicious at first glance.

"Wash your hands before eating!" Han Yingxue urged.

"Uh-huh!"

"Xue'er, Auntie!" Wang Dalei called from outside the door.

"Brother Dalei, what's the matter?" Han Yingxue came out and asked with a smile.

Wang Dalei came over with a basket full of corn on the cob. The corn kernels on the cob are plump and look fresh. It looks just ripe.

This kind of corn on the cob is cooked in hot water in a pot, it is very delicious.

"Today I broke some corn cobs from Geography, and my mother asked me to bring you some!" Wang Dalei smiled naively, not daring to face Han Yingxue.