Although the base family yard looks very beautiful when the red bricks and red tiles are seen, they still have to burn firewood to cook.

There is insufficient power supply and no gas stove.

There is a bellows next to the stove. You have to pull up so that the firewood in the stove will burn vigorously.

Nowadays, corn stalks are burned, and each family also has a coal stove and can also divide coal cakes every month. Of course, this also costs money.

Because the weather is hot, Qiao Qingyu's coal stove was placed in the yard next to a stone platform specially built by He Xiuyu.

Qiao Qingyu blew away the coal stove pressing the fire and placed the double-eared iron pot on the coal stove.

There was not much oil at home, but she poured it into the pot.

Soon, a different fragrance wafted out of He Xiuyu's yard. He Xuerong had never smelled this fragrance, and Xiaohu had never smelled it.

Qiao Qingyu is in the French fries.

In this era, what kind of labor and what kind of money have not yet entered China.

To ordinary people in China, they say that the way to make potatoes is nothing more than just a few.

Stir-fried shredded potatoes, stir-fried potato slices, and stewed potato cubes.

Even if it is cut into potato strips, it will be stewed.

In more than ten years, people will make potatoes into several patterns, but at present, few people make them, including the most common mashed potato cakes, shredded potato cakes.

For Qiao Qingyu, I don’t know anything else, at least she knows that the entire Fengshou Commune has made potatoes with the above methods.

However, northerners like to grind potatoes into powder and then add some white bread and dumplings to eat.

French fries have a unique aroma that can fully exert the charming aroma of potatoes.

It is exaggerated to say that it smells like a thousand miles away, but at least, the children in this unique base family yard have never smelled the fragrance, so they floated outside from the yard of He Xiuyu's family.

Dashun Dajia, and the little girl from Yu Jing's family was playing outside on the road.

After just fighting with Xiaohu, the other party's parents came, and as a child, they didn't dare to chase after him. However, Dashun felt that he had won, and of course the winner had to show off his power in front of the other party.

So the place where they played was very close to He Xiuyu's house. Naturally, the fragrance made these children twitch their noses at the same time, looking for the source of the fragrance.

As children, they are born with an instinctive desire for food.

They don't know how to control their desires at this time.

So along with the fragrance, they stood at the gate of Qiao Qingyu's house.

Qiao Qingyu deliberately opened the door wide, and the place where she now has French fries is not far from the door.

At this time, the scent of the nose was like a little hand holding the stomachs of these children.

Dashun and Daji, including the little girl from Yu Jing's family, couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

They didn't dare to enter the yard, so they stood outside the door, looking for the source of the fragrance, and then they saw the woman called Aunt Qiao sitting next to the coal stove, posing a pot of golden strips in front of her, and the fragrance emanated from there.

Dashun couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, as did Daji and Wei Xiao.

I believe that everyone who has made a child has this experience and cannot control the delicious saliva when you encounter it.

At this moment, they were like this.

Qiao Qingyu glanced at the three children who were lying on her head. She curled the corners of her mouth, pretended not to see them, fryed all the remaining potato strips, then took off the iron pot on it and started making tomato sauce.

Tomato sauce is eaten with potato strips.

It’s not too easy to use local ingredients, and tomato sauce is very simple to make.

Blanch the tomatoes in boiling water and cut them into pieces. Pour some cooked oil into the pot and put them in the tomato powder. Boil for a few minutes and the tomato sauce will be done.

Qiao Qingyu put the tomato sauce on a plate.

She went to her bedroom to move out the small elm dining table, and then placed it on the south side of the grape trellis, which was only a dozen steps away from the door. At this time, Xiaohu and Rongrong would have been unable to help it. If Qiao Qingyu was not usually very strict in some aspects, the two children would have been caught.

Qiao Qingyu directed Xiaohu to move the bench. Xiaohu was very fast and ran to the shed east to one bench and ran back.

Xiaohu and Rongrong sat next to the small dining table respectively. Qiao Qingyu took out some of the potato strips and placed them on a plate, and then served the tomato sauce.

At this time, the two children stopped looking at Qiao Qingyu, and their four eyes were staring at the golden and seductive potato strips fried on the table.

They have never seen anything like this before, neither in the supply and marketing cooperatives of the side food store, nor at the dining tables of other people.

He Xuerong's family has a better living conditions and has eaten many things that ordinary children cannot eat, but she has never seen such food.

Shui Lingling stared at her eyes tightly, and then there was suspected saliva at the corner of her mouth.

Qiao Qingyu quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it off. Seeing Xiaohu constantly gulping and swallowing, Qiao Qingyu glanced at the other three children who were standing at the door and refused to leave. Qiao Qingyu picked up a potato strip and dipped it in tomato sauce.

Qiao Qingyu is definitely not a performance.

This thing is fragrant.

Not to mention that it smells fragrant now, it tastes fragrant even after decades.

Both the elderly and the children and young people like it.

"Xiaohu, Rongrong, this is called fried potato bars. Dipped in tomato sauce, it tastes fragrant. We must be hungry, so eat it quickly."

As soon as the word "eating" fell, two little hands fell on the plate. One of them took a look like Qiao Qingyu, dipped it in tomato sauce and put it in his mouth to take a bite. The two children paused at the same time, then they couldn't help but squinted their eyes, and then kept stuffing them into their mouths...

Even He Xuerong was eating one by one, and she ate it voraciously.

Otherwise, some people like to watch food broadcasts in later generations because they watch others eat, and they also have the desire to eat, not to mention in the early 1980s.

Dashun Daji and Wei Xiao looked at Xiaohu and Rongrong eating potato strips with their eyes, and then took a bite and dipped it in the sauce on the plate next to them.

They stood at the door, not far from the grape trellis.

Dashun thought that it would be great if his arms were longer, and he could almost reach the delicious food of the golden strips on the table.

The three children kept swallowing, and the more they looked, the more they became greedy, and the more they looked, the more uncomfortable they felt. They grabbed the threshold with their little hands and used force, and a handprint was drawn out of the door frame.

They went to see Qiao Qingyu again, but Qiao Qingyu didn't even look at them. He knew that the three of them were standing at the door, so he just thought they didn't exist.

Dashun thought, if this was when they were someone else’s house, would their mother let him, his younger brother and Xiaoxiao go into the yard to have a few bites?
Chapter completed!