Little Life on An American Ranch

After enduring the complaints from his new girlfriend and sister-in-law, although Jian Heng explained repeatedly here, he still failed to make them understand that he didn't hide his secrets, but taught them sincerely, but they couldn't get it by themselves. Daniel and Qianlong recognized it, so no matter how they blow their whistle, it is impossible for Daniel and Qianlong to listen to their orders.

For Da Niu Qianlong, it is no problem to listen to Jian Heng's orders, but if Jian Heng asks them to listen to whose orders, how much discount will be given in execution depends entirely on his mood, at most it will be less than two-tenths The will of three, so ordinary people can't tell the difference at all.

After settling a group of groceries to a new pasture, the three trotted for a while, and then returned to the sports area together.

The actions of Jian Heng and Damai can be understood even by a blind person. From today on, the Silent Lake Ranch has a candidate for the hostess. As for whether they can become regulars or not, that is not what they are willing to think about.

"What are you laughing at? Why don't you hurry up and do your work?" Jian Heng saw the two boys, Zhang Jialiang and Zhao Wei, looking at him with a smirk on his face, so he grinned.

Hearing Jian Heng's yelling, the two boys quickly led Xiao Pao back to their posts to do their own work.

Jian Heng himself took the barley and walked towards the restaurant. When he stood at the door, he saw Feng Sanzhu was lifting the cage. There were big buns in the cage, with a fragrant smell of meat.

"Sanzhu, pick up some buns," Jian Heng said.

Feng Sanzhu glanced at his boss, and found that the boss was holding barley in his hand, so he said with a smile: "It should have been like this a long time ago!"

"Buns, buns!" Jian Heng didn't expect that Feng Sanzhu, who was always talkative, would also pay attention to this matter, and couldn't help smiling and reminded him that what he wanted now was buns.

Feng Sanzhu asked in surprise, "Are you going to eat now?"

"No, I'm going to take it back and cook some millet porridge by myself," Jian Heng said.

Hearing what Jian Heng said, Feng Sanzhu didn't come back all of a sudden, he blurted out and asked, "Why aren't you going to have dinner with everyone today?"

"Sanzhu, how did your daughter-in-law get here? You still need to ask about such things. The big boss wants to live in a world of two. Why don't you hurry up and pick up the buns quickly? The two of them eat more than eight One, by the way, and that little bear, add three more!" Zhao Changshan came out with another cage of buns at this time, and when he heard Feng Sanzhu asked this question, he said with a laugh.

Jian Heng didn't care too much,

He nodded and said, "Brother Zhao has hit the point!"

Mai Mai didn't wait for Jian Heng to finish speaking, and said loudly: "Add my share too, I want to eat with them!"

Zhao Changshan smiled: "Add, add!"

"Looking for a wife to give away to my sister-in-law, Jian Heng, you have to take care of it!" Zhao Changshan said in Chinese.

After hearing this, Mai Mai opened his mouth and asked, "What are you talking about that is shameful, and you have to say it in Chinese?"

Seeing Zhao Changshan's appearance, Xiaomai knew that what he was talking about was not serious, so he asked one more question.

Zhao Changshan is also an old man, and he has developed a good response to being questioned by his wife at home. Hearing Mai Mai's question, he didn't even stutter, and just blurted out: "I asked the boss if he wanted to use my car today! "

Mai was immediately fooled by him.

If Jian Heng is going to pick up the packages shipped from 'China' today, it will be quilts or something, and of course the cattle dogs on the ranch.

So many things obviously cannot be solved by Jian Heng's pickup truck, only the small van that Zhao Changshan drove back from New York last time.

"By the way, do you want me to go with you?" Zhao Changshan asked more seriously, as if it was true.

"No need, you're going to prepare lunch right now!" Jian Heng replied to him, then turned his head to Barley and said, "You wait here for the buns, and go back straight after you get them. I'll go to the vegetable garden to get some side dishes. Let's eat something you haven't eaten today!"

"What?" Damai asked curiously.

Jian Heng said: "You will find out later!" After speaking, he lifted his feet and left the restaurant, and went straight to the vegetable garden behind the restaurant.

When he arrived at the vegetable garden, Jian Heng found out that Zhao Changshan had built this small vegetable garden very well. Although it was a bit crude, it was quite good to be able to make it like this without any financial support.

In the current vegetable garden, there are almost three rows of small plastic sheds, which are the kind of simple ground sheds that are only up to the waist, inserted into the soil with wooden frames at both ends, arched in the middle, and then covered with plastic film.

When he reached the side of the shed, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and opened a corner to look in. He found a piece of green vegetable seedlings, only seven or eight centimeters long, but each one was green and shiny, which was very attractive. A pair of scissors cut a handful of green vegetables and threw them into the space.

After covering this area, I walked along the shed, looking around, and finally found a small leek field. Zhao Changshan grows small leeks. Now many non-vegetables grow like garlic, and they are about 30 centimeters long. It seems that that kind of leek is easy to take care of and looks good, but it doesn't taste as good as the regular leek. Of course, the dumplings made out of it are not as fragrant as the small leek.

The leeks are just a little bit, four or five, for seasoning, and then a little coriander is added next to the leeks.

Holding a handful of vegetables in his hand, Jian Heng's mission in the vegetable garden was completed. When he turned to the restaurant, he found that the sisters Da Mai and Mai had already returned with their buns.

Zhao Changshan was resting in the dining room for a while, and saw Jian Heng coming in with only a handful of vegetables in his hand, so he asked, "I've been here for a long time to make this?"

"If you have too much, you won't need it. Anyway, the vegetable garden is our own. If you want to eat, you can make it." Jian Heng walked to the table in the restaurant and put down the vegetables on his hands.

"Zhao Wei, come here and help wash the dishes"

Seeing Jian Heng put down the dishes, Zhao Changshan roared.

"No, no, I'll go back and wash it myself. To be honest, I haven't done much with the things yet!" Jian Heng waved his hand and said.

"Are you going to get some special food for your girlfriend?" Zhao Changshan asked Jian Heng when he heard what Jian Heng said, and saw Zhao Wei came out, so he waved his hand again to signal that he didn't need to wash the vegetables, and went back to help him Go live with your own hands.

"ravioli!"

"That's it?" Zhao Changshan thought that Jian Heng made some special snacks, but he didn't expect to make wontons!

"Have you done it?" Jian Heng asked Zhao Changshan.

Zhao Changshan said: "I don't want to get this thing. Dozens of people eat wontons, and this group of people, even women can eat a bowl of porridge in the morning, killing the variety of three big meat buns. You expect the three of us to make them Wontons? Why don’t we just hang each of us three with a rope! Tell me, what do you need now?”

Jian Heng thought for a while, and snapped his fingers a few times: "There seems to be no skin or meat stuffing yet!"

Zhao Changshan blinked his eyes when he heard it, and then said after a while, "You are not prepared for anything, and you still let your girlfriend bring buns to wait for you for breakfast?"

"It doesn't take much time for two or three people, right?" Jian Heng was a little undecided, he thought stuffing and skins were quite simple.

"Okay, let me help you. I just kneaded the noodles here, and I'm going to make noodles for everyone at night. It's a coincidence on your side. As for the stuffing, there are beef and chicken at home. When steaming buns If you have some left over, you can use it if you think it can be used, and if you can’t use it, you can directly put it in the meat grinder to grind if there are materials over there.”

After saying that, Zhao Changshan stood up, went into the kitchen and began to help Jian Heng with his work.

Jian Heng entered the restaurant and started to mix the stuffing, but he was not satisfied after picking out all the stuffing, so he started to mix it with meat, all pork stuffing, put a little ginger, garlic, to taste Hooked it up, put it into the meat grinder and made the brand new Jane's wonton stuffing.

"By the way, Brother Zhao, do you think the fish we put in last time can be eaten now?" Jian Heng remembered the batch of fish that Zhao Changshan brought back last time.

"How long does it take? How can a fish that doesn't grow for a year or so grow into a fish. But yesterday we threw two big black fish in, and I was a little worried, or the other fish would be eaten up." Wow" Zhao Changshan couldn't help feeling a little worried when he thought of the two big black fish yesterday.

"Follow God's will!" Jian Heng is not too worried here. If there is no silver carp, this may happen if two large black fish are put in, but with silver carp, Jian Heng feels that the whole lake can be maintained. Aquatic ecological balance is still no problem.

Thinking of this, Jian Heng's brain suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he blurted out: "There should be some crayfish in our lake!"

As a person who works hard to promote Chinese food, Jian Heng feels that it would be an unforgivable sin if he let the crayfish go.

"Crayfish is not easy to get! This thing is the origin of the United States, but it seems to be in the Mississippi River Basin. It is quite expensive in other places, much more expensive than in China," Zhao Changshan said.

"Didn't you say that Americans don't eat it?" Jian Heng asked curiously: "California is rotten!"

Zhao Changshan curled his lips and said: "This is the place of origin, do you know the place of origin! The history of eating lobster in New Orleans is much longer than that in China, and New Orleans holds a fixed lobster festival every year. As for Americans don't eat small lobsters. The talk about lobster is just a rumor, Americans not only eat it, but if you let some of them eat Chinese Ma Xiao, they will think it is not authentic!"

"Forget it, don't worry about it, you say the taste of American lobster is different from that of China?" Jian Heng asked.

"It tastes the same, it's really the same! I made Ma Xiao, and it tastes the same as ours in China, not only the same taste, but maybe better, because the crayfish here in the United States are all natural. More and more crayfish are fed," said Zhao Changshan.

"Then there is a chance to do something," Jian Heng said. ()