With only a small piece of beef left in ice, Lin insisted that Jiang Shuyao continue to make beef with sour soup.
Jiang Shuyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and somehow persuaded Lin to stop.
Yesterday, she instructed her servants to go out to buy sauerkraut, and they went all the way to the outside of the capital, and finally bought a jar at the farmhouse.
The ancients would pickle the cabbage and seal it up in an altar to extend the shelf life, and sauerkraut appeared at this time.
Rich people don't stick to this ingredient, so when Jiang Shuyao explained to the servants to buy sauerkraut, the servants were very surprised.
The sauerkraut has a strong taste, and after the lid of the jar is lifted, the kitchen is full of salty and sour taste.
The marinating method at this time is slightly different from that of later generations, and the taste is slightly different, but not too much.
As Jiang Shuyao picked out the pickled cabbage and cut it into sections, she wondered whether the picture would be too inconsistent if she listened to Zhuyuan's instructions to the maids to pickle the pickled cabbage.
Even people who don't like sour will eat more or less dishes with sauerkraut as a condiment. For example, sauerkraut minced pork vermicelli buns, sauerkraut beef, sauerkraut white meat, etc., or when cooking noodles to make rice noodles, it is also very delicious to put some sauerkraut in the soup to make it fresh.
The acid of sauerkraut is milder than vinegar, appetizing and refreshing, sobering up and getting rid of greasy, and the flavor is never lost to fresh vegetables.
It tastes crisp and raw, salty and sour, and fragrant.
What Jiang Shuyao is going to do today is pickled fish.
Pickled fish is actually a home-cooked dish. The cook wanted to step up to give her a hand, but she refused with gentle words. She cut the fish into slices neatly, and processed the ingredients to relieve stress and feel at ease.
Compared with spicy boiled fish, pickled fish is more suitable for people who are not very fond of spicy food.
She was cooking under the kitchen, and Mrs. Lin sat obediently at the dining table and waited for dinner. Jiang Shuyao took good care of her these two days, and she finally regained some strength.
Mammy was very relieved to see this, she praised Jiang Shuyao for her filial piety, and lamented that she was so proficient in cooking in just a short time after her marriage.
The original owner used to run outside all day long. Apart from causing trouble, he never did any serious business. After returning to the house, he always quarreled with the Lin family, so the Lin family didn't know much about this daughter.
Hearing this, she slumped her shoulders and sighed: "I used to blame her for not being able to live up to my expectations, and I let her go. Now that I see her side, I know that she also has talent, not that she is useless in the eyes of others." Speaking of this, A proud smile appeared on his face, "My daughter from the Lin family is amazing. I am proficient in business and trading, and I will plan dishes at the age of three. My daughter is also quite ingenious and very good at cooking."
Thinking like this, it is both joyful and sad, and Mammy wants to persuade but doesn't know where to start.
Fortunately, Jiang Shuyao appeared in time to make a rescue, and when Lin saw her, the sadness on his face immediately dissipated.
Jiang Shuyao always had a bright smile on her face: "Mother! Are you hungry?"
Even if she's not hungry, looking at her smile, Mrs. Lin will follow her and answer, "I'm hungry."
"Let's eat pickled fish today." She sat down next to Lin's, "You see if it suits your appetite."
Lin picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. The base of the sauerkraut fish soup was fragrant and smooth, with a thin layer of oil floating on the surface, and because the sauerkraut was greasy, even the soup base with slicks of oil tasted sour and refreshing. .
She nodded: "Yes, of course it suits your appetite."
Jiang Shuyao got a good review and smiled even brighter: "Don't just drink the soup, try the fish fillet."
Lin Shi picked up another piece of fish fillet, which was indescribably delicious.
The thickness of the fish slices is suitable, each slice is of equal thickness, fresh and delicious, smooth and elastic, the umami of the fish is fully stimulated by the slightly sour soup base, there is no trace of fishy smell, only delicious and sour.
"It's rare to make this fish fillet so fresh." The fish that Lin's had eaten in the past was more or less interesting. The ingredients were light, and it was a bit bland if it was simply fresh; the heavy ingredients would cover up the fish. of umami.
And this bowl of sauerkraut fish is just right, very suitable for her taste.
She didn't want to eat fish fillets with white rice for a while and scoop soup for a while.
Use chopsticks to pick up the white tender and soft fish fillets, and keep stuffing them into your mouth one by one, hoping that the tongue will retain the tender and delicious taste.
After swallowing the fish fillet, I couldn't wait to drink a large spoonful of the soup base.
The soup base is sour and slightly spicy, and it is sour from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue. After the sourness is over, the umami becomes more and more intense.
After drinking it, the mouth is full of saliva, and the whole body is warm.
Jiang Shuyao looked worried and asked, "Mother doesn't like rice, why don't I make noodles for you at night?"
Lin Shi was finally amused by her: "It's a big change when you marry someone, how can your mother be so delicate, and you shouldn't worry about it so much."
Jiang Shuyao sighed in his heart, why not? Although Lin's appetite was not good before, he was still in a hurry, but now he is pregnant but he is worried and has no fighting spirit. Jiang Shuyao's heart is blocked.
When she returned to her parents' house, Lin's appetite improved, but her own appetite was not so good.
When it was time to return to Duke Xie's mansion in the evening, Jiang Shuyao was reluctant to leave, and instead called Lin Shi a joke.
"How old is a child, you can't be separated from your mother." She poked Jiang Shuyao's head, the mother and daughter had not been so close for many years.
Jiang Shuyao wasn't acting like a spoiled child, she was really worried about her, so she blurted out, "Why don't I marry you, I'll come back to accompany you."
Lin's complexion suddenly changed from a gentle smile, and she frowned and reprimanded her with a serious tone: "Nonsense! Since you are married, stay at your in-law's house, I ask you, how can you find the first in this capital? Two husbands like Xie Xun?"
"But I don't need a husband, I'm quite happy by myself." Jiang Shuyao was taken aback by Lin's attitude and argued with reason.
"I thought you were grown up and sensible, but I didn't expect you to be as mischievous as before." Lin pushed her away, looking like the mother-daughter quarrel once again.
Jiang Shuyao was puzzled, why did the Lin family insist on marrying her because she loved her daughter so much? And before the original owner was so mischievous, she didn't care, but indulged in every possible way, and the rules changed after marrying someone.
Seeing Jiang Shuyao frowning and looking at him, Mrs. Lin looked stubborn and aggrieved, but she softened her voice: "Didn't you tell your mother that you are happy with Xie Xun, why did you change in the blink of an eye?"
Jiang Shuyao made a nonsense excuse: "I just saw how handsome he looked." She returned to the original topic, "Mother, I don't understand why I can't leave Xie Guogong's mansion. ?"
Lin Shi was silent for a while, looking at Jiang Shuyao's eyes with a little more guilt, and said softly: "No matter how rich the Lin family is, they can't give you shelter, only Xie Guogong's residence can."
Jiang Shuyao was a little sluggish.
Lin Shi hesitated for a while, thinking that Jiang Shuyao was not as stupid as he used to be, and said bluntly: "The Lin family has no children, her daughter is a sweet pastry, jewelry, gold and silver, and you are born beautiful—" She paused, Some words are still too afraid to say, "If I hadn't married your father earlier, I would have entered the palace with your aunt."
These words were beyond Jiang Shuyao's imagination. After a while, she looked back at Lin Shi in astonishment.
As the head of one of the richest businessmen, Lin's family had to fight with those concubines in the backyard of the uncle's mansion in Xiangyang. Jiang Shuyao only thought it was worthless when he first heard it. Shouldn't he be so rich and live happily
Now, after a little bit of help from Mr. Lin, he understands his stupidity, and his thinking mode still stays in modern times.
Thinking about the grievances and sufferings Lin's had suffered over the years, she couldn't help but ask, "Did your mother and father agree with each other back then?"
Lin Shi thought that she still wanted to argue that she had no intention of Xie Xun, and still wanted to reconcile, so she said: "Silly child, but also wants the protection of aristocratic family, and wants to be in love with each other, how can it be so easy?"
These joints were still a little difficult to digest immediately with Jiang Shuyao's modern thinking. She stared at the corners of her clothes in a daze, until the servants came to tell Xie Xun that she was at the gate of the mansion, and she walked out of the mansion slowly.
The carriage that Xie Xun sat in directly today did not ride a horse.
He got off the horse station and waited for Jiang Shuyao at the gate of Xiangyang Bo's Mansion. Seeing that she stepped out of the mansion gate in a hurry, he pressed all the words he thought in advance down his throat.
Jiang Shuyao didn't call him to say hello, and got into the carriage on his own, causing Xie Xun to suddenly feel uneasy. After thinking about it, he still got in.
She put down the low table of the carriage, and was laying her head on her side, wondering what she was thinking.
Since the two got married, Xie Xun has never seen her so slack.
He sat down against the carriage, not knowing how to place his hands and feet. Seeing Jiang Shuyao's sullen expression, he felt that the carriage was suffocating.
He took the teapot and asked, "Do you want tea?"
Jiang Shuyao slowly shook his head.
"How about some pastries?"
Jiang Shuyao shook his head again.
Xie Xun shut up, a little stunned by his own clumsiness.
Jiang Shuyao suddenly raised his head, startling Xie Xun who was thinking hard.
She looked at Xie Xun in a daze, and let him dodge back subconsciously, clinging to the cold wooden board.
She was lying on the low table just now, and when she shook her head, she messed up her temples, and she was half paralyzed on the soft chair with her bones scattered.
Seeing this scene, he completely forgot the so-called rules and etiquette, and his heart was even more blocked, and he just wanted to touch her head.
"Xie Boyuan." Jiang Shuyao said.
This was the first time she had called him a word. In the narrow carriage, she seemed to be speaking in his ear.
She was worrying, she spoke weakly, and it sounded like she was being aggrieved and acting like a spoiled child.
Xie Xun's heart trembled, and he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?" Even the upper body couldn't help leaning toward her.
Jiang Shuyao looked at Xie Xun and asked bitterly, "Are you very smart?" After all, he is a famous talent.
If an ordinary person asks such a question, most of the other party will feel extremely rude and think it is provocative and insulting, but Xie Xun didn't think about that at all, and heard the words "Huh?" worriedly, for fear that she felt that she was not smart enough.
His voice became softer, as if he was coaxing a child, and even the particles became softer: "What's the matter?"
"There are some things I don't understand." Jiang Shuyao sighed, extremely distressed.
Seeing her like this, Xie Xun's heart was soft and sour, and he answered the words very patiently, hoping that she could speak out about her troubles.
"What's the matter?" The always cold voice became gentle.
"There are a lot of things." Jiang Shuyao said, "For example, what is marriage?" Lin's temper was so strong, but after ten years of sparring in the back house, she lost her anger. Even though the Lin family was rich, she left Miss Lin's second wife. The identity is only a Mrs. Xiangyang uncle whose husband does not like the concubine despised.
Thinking about the figure of Lin Shi who looked back when she left the house, she was thin and lonely, as if it would disappear as the sun dimmed.
She felt even more uncomfortable, as if someone had punched her hard.
Xie Xun was a little stunned when he heard that, although Xie Xun was learning to be rich in five cars, but he couldn't answer her question.
Thinking of the relationship between the two, his tone was both confused and disturbed: "I... I don't quite understand it either. It's good to combine the two surnames. The upper one will serve the ancestral temple, and the lower one will succeed the posterity?"
Jiang Shuyao looked away, staring blankly at the wall of the carriage: "It's really difficult. My mother said that when my daughter gets married, she wants her husband's family to protect her."
For some reason, Xie Xun's heart melted for no reason.
In an instant, countless images of Jiang Shuyao after entering the mansion flashed in his mind, regretful and remorseful, disturbed and worried.
He frowned, suddenly spoke, and solemnly said to Jiang Shuyao, "I will protect you."
"Huh?" Jiang Shuyao was still reminiscing about Lin's words, but couldn't hear what he said.
Xie Xun met her gaze, looked down at her, his expression was unexpectedly gentle, and repeated softly: "I will protect you."
After speaking, he finally did what he wanted to do since he got into the car - raised his arm and gently rubbed the top of Jiang Shuyao's head. ,,