In this era, everything is collective.

The persimmon trees on the mountain naturally belong to the village.

Persimmons can also be sold for money, but not at a high price.

In the past, Banpo Village sold persimmons to the purchasing station of the supply and marketing cooperative. But this year, because the village had some extra income, the persimmons were simply distributed to each household.

Whether it's made into dried persimmons, fried persimmons, or crispy persimmons, it's up to you.

Song Juan did the same thing.

Among these persimmon preparations, persimmon frying is the most difficult to make because it may rot if you are not careful.

However, Song Juan has a magic trick.

An apple is placed among a pile of persimmons. After a while, the persimmons will become the same.

The next step is to save.

The general approach is to let Qiu Shuang give it a dozen.

In the middle of the night, take out the persimmons, put them in a bamboo basket, and hang them in the air with a rope. This is to prevent rats from eating them. After all, rats are really annoying.

After the persimmons are cooked, put them in a vat in the utility room and seal them.

Take it out now, it's cold, take a bite, it's really chilling, so refreshing.

The two little guys, Song Mingjian and Song Mingshe, ate this red persimmon for the first time, and their eyes widened. After all, eating this is like eating popsicles in the summer.

"This is good!"

After Song Weimin ate it, he also gave a thumbs up.

"All right!"

Song Juan proudly began to show off, "I did this!"

"Hey, it's not bad. Who did you learn it from?"

Song Weimin looked Song Juan up and down and didn't quite believe what his sister said.

"Second brother, don't you think I researched it myself?"

"I see Xuan!"

Song Weimin still knows his sister very well.

You may be good at eating, but you are definitely not good at cooking.

"Second brother, after three days of separation, you should look at each other with admiration!"

"Let me tell you, I am also very powerful now."

Song Juan turned her attention to her mother.

Upon seeing this, Li Guilan decisively stepped forward to testify for Song Juan.

"Second brother, your little sister is very different now from before. You will know when you look back!"

Li Guilan didn't say much because she was afraid that if she said too much, her second son would think she was bragging.

"Auntie, is there anything else?"

Brothers Song Mingjian and Song Mingshe quickly finished the persimmons in their hands and looked at Song Juan eagerly.

"besides!"

"However, we can't eat any more today."

"If you eat too much, you will have diarrhea!"

Persimmon itself has the effect of clearing away heat, and now that the cold persimmon is hitting it, the effect will definitely be doubled.

Although children's bodies have strong firepower, their intestines and stomach are still relatively weak. After all, they are still in the growth and development stage. Therefore, some heat-clearing things must be eaten in small amounts and in controlled quantities.

"Let's eat tomorrow!"

While they were talking here, voices came from outside.

Song Guoqing and Song Jianjun both came.

Wang Lanhua and Qu Xiaofu also came.

Of course, the children from both families were also brought.

So, another hello, hello, hello, hello to everyone.

Song Weimin also brought a lot of things when he came back this time.

Kong Laidi opened a bag, took out candies and melon seeds, and placed them on the kang.

A group of little dolls immediately swarmed up and grabbed the candies in their hands, one for you, one for me, one for him...

Well, the person in charge of distributing the sugar is Song Juan.

With her IQ, Song Juan successfully got a lot more candies.

Of course, this is purely to tease the little nephews.

Although people these days are short of sugar, Song Juan has no interest in eating sugar.

Although her love for sweets is not low, she is not very interested in simple sugar.

“Eat here for lunch!”

Li Guilan gave the order and decided on the schedule for lunch.

Then, the men continued to brag and chat on the kang, while the women rushed to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

There is no need to steam the steamed buns, they have already been steamed at home.

Pure white flour pastry, pork and cabbage vermicelli buns, these are all made by Li Guilan in the past few days.

During the Chinese New Year here, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, every household will steam dumplings and steamed buns. In this weather, the steamed dumplings and buns are placed directly in the vat, and when you want to eat, just take them out and steam them in the pot.

In the kitchen, Li Guilan directed her daughters-in-law to work.

In fact, there is nothing to do.

The pheasant is cut up, but frozen together and needs warm water to thaw.

What needs to be cut is pork.

Then there is cabbage.

Li Guilan is going to make two dishes for lunch, one is pork vermicelli and the other is pheasant stewed with cabbage.

Stew one in one pot.

Although there are pig guts, ribs, etc. at home, the quantity of these things Li Guilan prepared for the New Year's Day reunion dinner is limited after all.

Although the old Song family's family situation is not bad, the general environment is like this, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy extra supplies at this time.

As for wanting more variety in food?

Then don't even think about it.

The chef is still Song Juan.

This is when she shows off her cooking skills.

Although the food at home is not a big pot meal, it is still enough for a dozen people, and ordinary stews may not be enough.

“My little sister’s skills are pretty good!”

“It smells so good!”

Kong Laidi really didn't expect that her sister-in-law had such a skill.

"Second sister-in-law, hehe, all these are my talents!"

Song Juan smiled proudly.

From the memory of my predecessor, I learned that in previous years, when the family had dinner together, Kong Laidi, the second sister-in-law, was basically the chef. After all, her cooking skills were the best among the four daughters-in-law of the old Song family.

Kong Laidi works in a state-owned restaurant in the county town. Although she is not a chef, she occasionally has the opportunity to get started. In addition, she has always watched the chef cook, and she has learned some skills.

However, at this moment, Kong Laidi discovered that her sister-in-law's craftsmanship was not much worse than that of the master chefs in state-owned restaurants.

This really shocked her.

"Little sister, you are quite talented!"

"The master chef of our restaurant is probably at your level!"

"real?"

After hearing what her second sister-in-law said, Song Juan deliberately made a shocked expression.

After all, her cooking skills are so outstanding that there are some things that are hard to explain, so she has to try her best to act like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

"Probably, almost!"

Kong Laidi just felt that she really couldn't comment on the specifics. After all, the masters all learned from their masters.

In contrast, Song Juan's cooking skills are truly wild.

"I didn't expect that I would be so powerful!"

Song Juan deliberately sneered.

Then, he was suppressed by his own mother.

"Cook your food well. If it doesn't taste good, I'll let you all eat it later!"

Faced with the fierce threat from her own mother, Song Juan immediately showed her full ability.

Although this dish contains oil and meat, if it's not delicious, she really won't be able to eat it.

Therefore, it is better to make something better and let everyone in the family eat it.
Chapter completed!