No matter how delicious the pumpkin porridge is, it is a bit bland after all.

As he ate, Damao whispered to Xiao Hei: "If you can have some pickles, it will be very comfortable!"

"Brother Mao, I think you are floating!" Xiao Heibai glanced at Big Mao, "The days are already very comfortable now, what are you thinking!"

"Hehe!" Da Mao scratched his forehead and smirked a few times, "I'm just talking casually, just talking casually!"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

It was also Da Mao’s unintentional words that reminded Lin Fang.

"Da Mao reminded me." He stood up, "I pickled some kimchi. I've been taking it out for everyone to taste it."

Lin Fang walked to the backyard and took some kimchi out of the kimchi jar.

Cowpeas are a must.

This kind of kimchi is an indispensable part of Sichuan-style kimchi. Whether it is served as pickles or fried with meat, it has an excellent taste.

After pickling, the soaked cowpeas almost constant the crispy texture. As long as they are not thrown into the stew for half an hour, they can maintain the crispy texture no matter how they are fried.

Take a little more ginger.

As the old saying goes, eat radish in winter and ginger in summer.

The soaked ginger is also ginger, which not only tastes good, but also has a bit of nourishing meaning.

There must be carrots too.

Because of the different pickling time, the radish has its own advantages.

The time is short, so it is best to serve pickles.

Lin Fang caught the carrots that he had just put in recently.

Over time, it becomes sour radish, suitable for throwing it into a dry pot or a soup pot, as an excellent side dish to add sour flavor.

I didn't remember it last night, otherwise Lin would throw some sour radish into it when making Wanzhou grilled fish, so that the taste of the grilled fish would be even higher.

Sichuan cuisine has soup dishes, and sour radish is even more indispensable. This dish is: sour radish old duck soup.

Almost used the sour radish to the extreme, the soup tastes sour, delicious, delicious and appetizing.

Lin Fang was picking up kimchi and remembered different ways of making it, and he felt a little bitchy.

"You can't think about it anymore. If you think about it again, you'll want to make some other food!"

Lin Fang stopped his distractedness and quickly covered the kimchi jar.

The pickled kimchi still needs to be mixed.

Sprinkle some MSG, add some red oil, and add some sugar.

Sour and delicious kimchi will become more attractive.

Lin Fang prepared two plates and asked Qi Ruizhu to put a plate on the table of Damao Xiaohei, and brought a plate on the table of Hua Jie and Linxia.

"Sister Hua, try my pickled kimchi." Lin Fang sat down himself, "If it weren't for Damao's reminder, I would have forgotten that there was this good thing."

"Then I'll try it!" Sister Hua found it a little funny, but she still picked up a soaked cowpea for her face.

Sister Hua chose to soak cowpeas because she saw through its deliciousness. She just cut the cowpeas into small pieces.

The smallest thing in the whole plate of kimchi is it.

Sister Hua stuffed the soaked cowpeas into her mouth, and with a slight bite, she instantly received an unprecedented sour impact.

Crunch!

With a unique crisp sound of chewing soaked cowpeas, the sour pickled juice spreads along with it.

Cowpeas are not the kind of vegetable that has a lot of juice, they have more of a crispy texture.

Every chew is the same crispy.

The pleasant sound slowly spreads in the mouth with the sour juice. With the contrast of sugar, the freshness of MSG and the embellishment of red oil, this small sour aroma layer becomes even richer.

"It's delicious!" Sister Hua's eyes lit up. Without Lin Fang's guidance, she naturally picked up the porridge bowl and took a big sip, "Comfortable!"

Sister Hua couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

The combination of kimchi and porridge is so magical.

This breakfast also has more possibilities because of the addition of kimchi.

Compared to Sister Hua prefers to soak cowpeas, Linxia has a special liking for soaking ginger.

When soaking ginger, you usually choose to use ginger.

Its characteristic is that it is crispy and tender enough.

After a sip, it is sour and crispy, and it has a unique ginger and spicy flavor than other kimchi.

For those who have never eaten it, soaking ginger is a bit difficult to eat.

Once you accept this special taste, the feeling of smoothing your nose when you take a sip will be particularly fascinating.

As for the two brothers, Big Mao Xiao Hei, who were sitting at the other table, they didn’t choose much, and they liked every kind of kimchi.

I ate the pickled cabbage on the left and the pumpkin porridge on the right, and I ate the food very happily.

After enjoying breakfast, Sister Hua and Linxian stood up and said goodbye.

"Sir, we won't stay for a long time. We will come to see you when we have time!"

"Sister Hua, why are you so anxious? You'll leave before you can sit for a long time?"

"The driver is still waiting outside, it's not going to take it too long."

"Ruizhu, pack a portion of porridge for the driver and pack all the pot, kimchi, and duck eggs."

"No need..." Sister Hua felt a little embarrassed, "How could we eat and take it like this?"

"It's different." Lin Fang took the food box from Qi Ruizhu and handed it over, "This is for the driver."

"Okay." Sister Hua didn't refuse again, "Remember to see if you like the gift!"

Sister Hua didn't remind her, and Lin Fang almost forgot about it.

He took the wooden box and put it aside.

Sister Hua had already got in the car and left, and Lin Fang remembered to find the wooden box.

After opening the wooden box, Lin Fang quickly closed the wooden box.

After much calculation, he never expected that the wooden box would contain a Mauser mullet gun. The end of the gun was placed upright on a piece of red silk, and the bottom was uneven. Just looking at the outlined traces, he knew that they were all bullets.

The strange wooden box was always held by Lin Xia. Sister Hua only took it from behind when she was handed over to Lin Fang.

She didn't hug her much, but she rushed into Lin Fang's arms.

I don’t know what channel did Sister Hua start with this mullet gun, but I’m afraid it’s not cheap.

"Boss, what good thing is it?" Damao pushed all the dishes and chopsticks into Xiao Hei's arms and asked him to wash them. He came over and took a sneak peek.

"Nothing." Lin Fang picked up the wooden box and walked into the yard, "If you shouldn't have inquired, ask less!"

When Xiao Hei saw Da Mao being scolded, he immediately winked at the side with joy.

"Stop it!" Damao could not stand this, so he immediately ran over to chase Xiao Hei.

The two chased and fled, but they didn't expect that someone suddenly entered the store at this time.

"Wool! Wool!!"

Before the person arrives, the dog barks first.

Clap! Clap! Wow!

Xiao Hei was frightened and had no time to hide. He was hit hard by the big hair. All the bowls and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, falling into pieces, broken, broken, and broken, and the ground was covered with stubble.

Step on it!

"Oh! This gift looks good!" The visitor wore a pair of military horse boots with a pair of shoe-pieces. The thick horse boots stepped on the blue brick floor of the shop and made a crisp sound.

When he opened his mouth, a vicious dog in his hand suddenly barked again: "Wool! Wool!! Wool!!"

"Don't stand there, sweep it quickly!" Qi Ruizhu pushed a handful of big hair, who was still stunned, and Xiaohei, "I'm sorry to the customer, we are not open in the morning!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's open or not." The visitor shook the coat on his shoulders, smiling extremely evilly, "I'm here to collect debts!"

"Xiao Hei, go and call the boss!" Qi Ruizhu's face changed. He pulled Xiao Hei who was squatting on the ground to help Damao pick up fragments, "Tell the boss that someone is in trouble!"

"Little girl, that's not what she said!" The visitor looked Qi Ruizhu up and down, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Qi Ruizhu felt like she was unclothed goods. She had seen this look in the photo shoot Huazi (a professional trafficker).

"Are you taking a picture of the flower?" Qi Ruizhu said subconsciously, and then felt something was wrong.

Judging from the other person's clothes, it doesn't look like him.

"Tsk!" The person came to suck his teeth, "Little girl, you are pretty and beautiful. Why do you say so ugly? Our Flower Boat Gang is much more advanced than Flower Boat Prayer!"

"!!!" Qi Ruizhu's heart sank, "Are you from the Flower Boat Gang?"
To be continued...