While the potatoes were being cooked, Yang Ruoqing slaughtered the quail couple again.

The hair was removed, the belly was disemboweled, the internal organs were washed, and then the quail was chopped into pieces and carried back to the kitchen.

At this time, the water in the pot boiled and bubbled happily.

Yang Ruoqing took out two cooked potatoes and put them in a bowl to dry first. Then, while the hot water was still boiling in the pot, she poured the quail pieces into the water.

Use a bamboo fence to remove the layer of foam on top, and then fish out the quail pieces.

Fifteen quail eggs were put in with their shells and boiled.

When the quail pieces and quail offal are cooked, take them out of the pot and the quail eggs are also cooked.

Take them out together and put them in another earthenware bowl to dry. Peel off the shell of the quail eggs and set aside.

Next, Yang Ruoqing washed the cabbage, spinach and lettuce. When everything was ready, she started to cook lunch.

Just as he was about to go to the next door room to call Daan to come over and stuff firewood, Daan happened to come in by himself.

"Sister, let me help you stuff the firewood!" Da'an said.

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing responded.

She picked up the cold potatoes and used something similar to a rolling pin to mash the potatoes into mashed potatoes.

"Sister, what are you cooking?" Da'an stood aside and asked curiously.

In Da'an's previous understanding, there were only two ways to eat potatoes, stewed with meat, or stir-fried with some dry chili peppers.

While Yang Ruoqing was pounding, she said without raising her head: "I'll make you some potato pancakes at noon!"

"What? Potatoes can also be used to make pancakes?" Daan was also surprised.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Not only potatoes, sweet potatoes, and taro can also be used! These ingredients are ever-changing. One thing can be eaten in various ways. It depends on whether you can think about it."

Daan nodded and stood aside to watch carefully.

When the mashed potatoes were almost done, Yang Ruoqing turned around and went into the wheat flour bag, scooped out an appropriate amount of wheat flour, and mixed it with the mashed potatoes in a certain proportion.

Add some salt star seeds and an appropriate amount of water into it, mix it evenly with chopsticks while mixing it with water.

The next step is to knead it.

When the dough was kneaded until it was soft and soft but not sticky, Yang Ruoqing gave an order and Daan immediately lit the fire in the stove.

Heat a pot, dip some loofah naan in some rapeseed oil, and spread it evenly in the pot.

Yang Ruoqing started to make potato cakes.

Making potato pancakes is super easy, just like Xiao An playing house with mud, roll them into a round shape, pat them into flat shapes, and finally stick them into the pot.

Yang Ruoqing counted them in her mind while pasting them. When she had finished pasting them all, there were fifteen potato cakes in total that were as big as her palm.

There are seven people eating at noon, including Uncle Chang Geng. If each person eats two, there will be one left!

After all the potato cakes were pasted, Yang Ruoqing added a little water to the pot, then covered the pot and simmered.

Cut the washed green onions into green foam. When you open the lid of the pot and turn the potato pancakes over, sprinkle the green onions evenly, cover the pot and simmer over low heat for a while.

When Sun and Chang Geng carried the plow and the old cow into the yard, they smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

"Why is this so delicious?" Chang Geng asked with a smile.

Sun said: "They look like potatoes! Chang Geng, wash your hands and go into the house to drink tea. I'm so tired this whole day that I plowed the field all in one breath!"

"Nothing, nothing."

Taking the water from the well in the yard, Chang Geng washed his hands and went to Yang Huazhong's house.

Mrs. Sun turned around and entered the kitchen, "Qing'er, your potatoes are so delicious!"

"Mom, come and see, the potato cakes made by my sister are so beautiful, they are golden!" Da'an held up the freshly baked potato cakes on the cooking table to show Sun.

Mrs. Sun glanced over and her eyes lit up.

"Ah, it's really beautiful. Just looking at the appearance and smelling the fragrance, it's delicious!" Mrs. Sun said.

"Mom, why don't you try it first?" Yang Ruoqing said.

"That's not possible. We'll eat after it's on the table!" Sun said, starting to put on her apron and prepare to give Yang Ruoqing a hand.

"Da'an, you go away, mother will come and collect firewood."

"Yeah!" Da'an stood up and gave up his seat, but he didn't leave either. He stood by the pot and watched his sister cooking.

Yang Ruoqing took the time to go to the next door room, said hello to Chang Geng, and poured a bowl of tea. When she returned to the kitchen, she took Xiao An over.

Pick up the largest potato pancake and break it in half in the middle.

The place where it was opened was filled with fragrant heat, which almost made Xiao An's mouth water.

"Sister, what is this?" Xiao An asked.

"My sister made potato pancakes. Xiao An and Da An are here to help my sister taste them!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and divided the two halves of the potato pancakes between her two younger brothers.

"Is it delicious?" she asked.

Da Ansi took a bite politely, then nodded: "It's delicious."

Xiao An gave Yang Ruoqing the answer by gobbling it up.

"Okay, let's go play outside. The smell of smoke in the kitchen is strong, but you can't run too far. I'll call you after dinner!"

Yang Ruoqing touched Xiao An's head and sent the two of them out of the kitchen, then stood up and started cooking the next dish.

Mrs. Sun was sitting at the door of the stove holding a fire stick, watching Yang Ruoqing do all this with a smile. The woman's eyes were full of joy.

Eldest sister, eldest sister, my eldest sister, Qing'er, really doesn't have a choice when it comes to making this!

With Qing'er here, if I were gone that day, brothers Da'an and Xiao'an would not suffer.

Mrs. Sun thought to herself, and when she realized what she was thinking, Ms. Sun sighed in her heart several times.

Why am I not here? I want to live well, be with my children, and watch them grow up safely!

"Qing'er, today your uncle Chang Geng is helping our family plow the fields. Mom asked you to go to butcher Chen's house in the village to cut some pork this morning. Have you gone?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Butcher Chen sent a lot of the pork to be sold at the tile market in the town. The meat his mother-in-law sold in the meat shed at the entrance of the village was all pork belly that could not be sold in the town. It was still short of a pound.

, I don’t want to go to their meat shed and waste that copper money!”

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she became a little anxious, "Then we don't have any meat or vegetables at noon, how can we entertain Uncle Chang Geng?"

"Mom, don't worry, what do you think this is?"

Yang Ruoqing opened an upside-down bowl next to her and handed the quail pieces in the bottom bowl to Sun.

"Ah? Quail? There are also quail eggs?" Mrs. Sun's face was full of surprise.

"Qing'er, where did this thing come from? It's much better than pork!"

"Hey, I went to catch it in the woods behind the village."

Yang Ruoqing was talking without delaying her work at all, mincing garlic, cutting shredded ginger, and cutting chives into sections.

"Mom, let's get started!" she ordered.
Chapter completed!