For the last time Xie Xun couldn't help but pretend, they didn't care. A few days ago, Jiang Shuyao would accompany Xie Xun to rest inside. In order to avoid Xie Xun's embarrassment, he went directly to the outside room to rest on the Baizhi bed at night.
She did this for Xie Xun, but it was a kind of punishment for Xie Xun, thinking that she had been offended by herself and was unwilling to guard him inside.
Xie Xun couldn't get up these days when he was recovering from his illness. He could only read books in bed to pass the time, but after that happened, he could no longer read books with pure heart.
When Jiang Shuyao came in, he was dazed when he saw him holding a book.
Xie Xun was young after all, so it was normal that he couldn't control his qi and blood. Although Jiang Shuyao was shy, he didn't take it to heart.
"The book is down," she said.
Xie Xun came back to his senses and quickly turned the book upside down. When he saw it, why did the words still fall upside down
Jiang Shuyao was amused, walked over and sat down beside him: "I've been lying in the room for a few days, are you panicking?"
Xie Xun put the book on the pillow and pretended to be calm and said, "Yes, but my injury is much better. I guess I will be able to go to the ground in a few days."
"How can it be so fast? Earlier, the second sister-in-law injured her leg, and she had to struggle to get to the ground the next day. The injury could have been healed for more than a month, but she ended up on crutches for more than two months."
In order to maintain his graceful appearance, Xie Xun could never learn from Zhou's walking stick, so he could only say: "Then I will take good care of it."
Jiang Shuyao brought him the slightly cooler medicinal soup: "Drink the medicine."
Every day when it came time to give medicine, it was extremely torturous, Xie Xun was ashamed and embarrassed, but Jiang Shuyao was still like a normal person.
After feeding the medicine, Jiang Shuyao took water to rinse his mouth and asked, "How about drinking white porridge with some pickled radish at noon?"
Jiang Shuyao's craftsmanship is very good, pickled shredded radish can also be very delicious, crunchy and appetizing, with a sweet and bitter aftertaste after being salty and fresh, if it is used for breakfast or dinner, it is light and light, and it is just right for porridge. But eating this three meals a day, Xie Xun really couldn't bear it.
He said silently, "I want to eat bacon."
Of course Jiang Shuyao refused. He walked back to the table and flipped through the letters and said, "What kind of bacon does the patient eat? You have to eat something light and nourishing."
If it were normal, Xie Xun would not open his mouth, but after the incident the day before yesterday, Xie Xun felt a sense of sacrifice and whispered, "But... I want to eat bacon."
Jiang Shuyao looked back at him, how could he still cultivate the temperament of a child after recovering from his injuries.
"No." She said decisively.
Xie Xun was silent, holding up the book depressedly and continuing to read.
It's been like this for the past few days, Xie Xun was reading on the bed, and Jiang Shuyao was dealing with business correspondence at the desk.
Birds chirped outside the window, the leaves swayed softly, and the room was very quiet.
After Jiang Shuyao had dealt with the most important things, she stretched out, and before she picked up the charcoal pen again, she heard a faint voice from behind: "...I want to eat bacon."
She turned her head and looked at Xie Xun speechlessly.
Xie Xun's eyes revealed a pleading: "Just eat a little meat." He was hungry and his appetite was bigger than that of a cow. Can you take it? It's not his gluttony, if Lin Cheng and the others came instead, I'm afraid they would have to roll around and eat meat the next day.
Jiang Shuyao was helpless, thought about it, and compromised: "Okay, I'll cook duck porridge for you."
So when the Zhou family came to the Third Hospital, Jiang Shuyao was frying duck meat, slowly stirring the oil over a low fire, the whole room was full of fragrant taste, and there was duck soup stewing next to it, which made people drool.
"Huh?" Mr. Zhou said curiously as soon as he came in, "Why are you stewing duck soup? Could it be that duck soup is served with vegetarian porridge for lunch?"
Jiang Shuyao smiled and said, "How can you, it is duck porridge made with duck soup stock."
"Duck meat porridge?" She leaned over and sniffed the umami of the duck meat soup. "When it's ready, give me a taste. If it tastes good, I'll learn to make it for A Sheng."
The relationship between Zhou Shi and Xie Sheng became more and more harmonious. One was carefree and the other was quiet and old-fashioned. The two actually found the most suitable way to get along with each other. Although they can't be as close as ordinary mothers and daughters, they can spend some time together quietly every day, and both of them are very satisfied.
"Okay, this porridge is light and fragrant, so it's very suitable for children to drink." Jiang Shuyao said, turning to look at Mrs. Zhou, who was gradually letting go of the past, and sighed, "Second sister-in-law, you cook and eat for A Sheng in different ways every day. , so attentive, I believe that your mother and daughter will get better and better."
Zhou Shi was stunned for a moment, and smiled embarrassedly: "Where is it, I just do it casually, my craft is not good, and I don't learn many tricks."
Speaking of this, she remembered that the business was coming, and showed the jar in her hand to Jiang Shuyao: "Try the seasoning powder I ground, is it the right mix?"
Zhou Shi often pondered some food, seasoning ratio and so on by himself, and every time Jiang Shuyao had to taste it first, it was his trust in "Master".
Jiang Shuyao took chopsticks and dipped some seasoning powder into the mouth.
The seasoning powder is very salty, but the salty taste can't suppress the spiciness in the stamina. The spicy is fresh and sweet, and the taste is rich and spicy. It is very successful.
Mrs. Zhou is the person Jiang Shuyao has ever met who loves spicy food. Since the first time she tasted it, she has been completely fascinated by the taste of spicy food. It means "It's so spicy."
So this spicy seasoning is the highlight. Jiang Shuyao was tasting the seasoning powder, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Second sister-in-law, we can try to make spicy strips with this seasoning!"
"Spicy sticks?" Zhou Shi was very interested when he heard the name, "How to do it?"
Jiang Shuyao was busy cooking porridge for Xie Xun, so she couldn't teach by hand, so she could only tell her how to do it.
Generally, gluten or bean rolls are used to make spicy strips. It is very labor-intensive to make, and it is not in a hurry.
Zhou Shi took a pen and paper to write down the method, and was going to go back to his yard to think about it.
Halfway through, Jiang Shuyao stopped him: "Hey, don't you want to learn duck porridge?"
Zhou Shi hurriedly came back: "Look at my memory."
The duck meat is boiled and simmered in a casserole, and a thin layer of duck oil is melted, golden and shiny, floating on the surface of the clear and fragrant duck soup. At this time, you can put the rice. It is still a low fire and slow boil, so that the rice slowly expands in the soup, and fully absorbs the deliciousness and sweetness of the duck soup. You can taste the original duck meat just by eating the rice.
Duck meat will not be as thick as pork, but the umami is not lost at all. It is plump and sweet, and it is not greasy. For Xie Xun, who has been eating light for a long time and has never tasted the meaty taste, it is a good meat food.
When cooking duck meat porridge, you need to grasp the heat. You can't boil it as thick as regular rice porridge. Instead, you should retain the softness and elasticity of the rice itself. The grains are distinct and not too hard. It is delicious with the rich and savory soup flavor.
After the porridge is cooked, add shredded ginger and chopped green onion to remove greasy and freshness, and finally put the roasted duck meat on the porridge surface.
The method is not complicated. Mr. Zhou wrote it down. After tasting it with a spoon, he praised: "It is oily but not greasy, sweet and tender. Duck porridge can be sold in the snack street, and it is also good for breakfast. It smells good. Makes your index finger move."
Jiang Shuyao smiled and said, "How can I think of business for everything? The snack street can't hold food anymore, and my mother is still looking for a shop to expand the street."
Zhou Shi jokingly said: "You can go with your husband, and my aunt and I will read about the business."
Jiang Shuyao shook his head and chuckled, and returned to the east wing with the porridge.
As soon as he entered the interior, Xie Xun smelled the fragrance and almost forgot that he was still injured and got up.
"Do what?"
"Duck porridge."
Jiang Shuyao didn't let Xie Xun move his arms a lot, so she fed him the porridge these days, but now Xie Xun smelled the fragrance and couldn't keep Jiang Shuyao feeding him spoon by spoon.
Jiang Shuyao's persuasion was fruitless, so he could only take a low table and put it in front of him, so that he didn't have to carry a bowl.
The duck meat porridge soup base is clear, the rice grains are round and full, the golden duck oil floats on the side of the bowl, not much, and melts between the rice soup, adding a plump oil and gas aroma to the delicious duck soup.
Xie Xun couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful into the mouth. The mellow and delicious duck soup was perfectly blended with the sweet and chewy rice grains. The taste was rich but not salty. The duck meat is boiled and smashed, the mouth is plump, plump and not greasy, after swallowing, the warmth goes straight to the stomach, and the delicious sweetness between the lips and cheeks lingers for a long time.
Jiang Shuyao said on the side: "If you fry some fried dough sticks, cut them into pieces and soak them in, the taste is also very good. The fried dough sticks absorb the soup very well, and the skin will not be soft. The fresh duck soup is just right to get rid of the greasy, and the oily fragrance is not too much. Eat It's very satisfying."
Every time Xie Xun was eating, she would chat about food-related topics next to her. She has tasted a lot of dishes, and the radish can also tell the flowers, which is the main reason why Xie Xun was able to swallow the pickled shredded radish a few days ago.
After eating a bowl, Xie Xun immediately felt that the injury was too worth it. It didn't need to be worth it, and he could still drink the fragrant and hot porridge that was just out of the pot. No wonder the business of Lin's breakfast restaurant was so good, it was obviously open in the east of the city. , The dignitaries in the west of the city also heard about it. Xunxiu Muri rushed over to taste it once, and when they came back, they often talked about the taste.
Xie Xun, who had been an official since entering the dynasty, suddenly had the idea of pretending to be sick. He planned to move the wound when the wound was almost healed, so that he could rest for a few more days.
However, Jiang Shuyao didn't dare to give Xie Xun too much of the greasy food. He ate duck porridge in the afternoon and light plain noodles in the evening.
A few days later, when the Zhou family came to find Jiang Shuyao, she suddenly remembered that she was still researching spicy strips.
Before, she told Zhou Shi that he could use either gluten or bean rolls to make spicy strips. Zhou Shi went back and tried the opportunity, and finally tossed aside the bean rolls and made a small plate according to Jiang Shuyao's method. Give Jiang Shuyao a taste.
Jiang Shuyao looked at the red and fragrant spicy sticks in front of him, and swallowed silently.
This is spicy noodles, one of the most addictive snacks. I didn't expect that she would be able to eat handmade spicy noodles in ancient times one day.
She picked up a bean roll with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth under Zhou Shi's expectant gaze.
The bean rolls are strong, and the spicy condiments and red oil touch the tip of the tongue. The domineering fresh and spicy taste instantly swept the whole mouth. It was only a small bite, but the thick and rich spice taste was slow to dissipate, and it was numb and spicy. , very enjoyable.
"I rolled the bean roll according to your method. I didn't expect the thin bean skin to be so delicious when rolled."
Speaking of which, she pointed to the plate of bean skin next to her: "I folded three thin bean skins and made a portion in the same way. How about you?"
Jiang Shuyao took a look and saw that this was an old-fashioned spicy slice.
She praised: "Second sister-in-law, you are so smart. It only took a few days to make the finished product by yourself."
Zhou shi's eyes widened, with a speechless appearance, and said, "It's none of my business, this is the way you gave me."
Jiang Shuyao put down his chopsticks and said earnestly: "Second sister-in-law, you are very talented in cooking, and you are willing to endure hardships in this area. These two points are enough for you to be alone in a store."
Jiang Shuyao wanted to show that she had left the school a long time ago, but the word "being alone" touched Zhou's heartstrings, she was stunned, and was silent for a while.
"Second sister-in-law?" Jiang Shuyao called her when she noticed that her expression was not right.
Zhou Shi quickly put aside his complicated thoughts: "It's a pity that only you and I can enjoy such delicious food. A Sheng is young and can't eat heavy oil and spicy food... By the way, there is also a big room, I will give it to there. Send some."
Jiang Shuyao wondered: "Sister-in-law can't eat spicy food."
Zhou Shi raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked away in a hurry: "I just sent it over because I knew she couldn't eat it, either spicy or greedy, hahahahaha."
The Zhou family and Xu family have not dealt with each other for so many years, so it can be said that they know Xu family very well. When the red and spicy spicy noodles were placed in front of Xu family, Xu family immediately guessed what Zhou family was thinking.
The spicy taste was very appetizing. Even though she didn't like spicy food, she still tasted it. She was immediately captured by the strong spicy taste. The spicy taste had a hint of sweetness, and it tasted a little umami. The more you chew, the more fragrant, the bean flavor and the spicy flavor are combined together. After chewing a lot, there is still a taste, which is really surprising.
It's a pity that she can't eat too much spicy food, so after eating one, she stuffed a mouthful of mung bean cake to suppress the spicy taste.
She was pressing down the mung bean cake with tea when Xie Li came in from outside.
It was rare for him to see Xu Shi's devoured appearance, and he was surprised and worried: "Why are you choking?"
Mr. Xu shook his head, swallowed the mung bean cake, and explained, "No, I just drank too quickly."
Xie Li nodded, and was suddenly attracted by the spicy sticks in front of her: "This is?"
"Spicy food, what is it called spicy strips?"
"Spicy?" Xie Li swallowed, "From the third room?"
"No, it was sent by the second room."
The answer was beyond Xie Li's expectations, but he could accept it after thinking about it carefully. After all, Zhou Shi had learned cooking skills from Jiang Shuyao for so long, and practiced every day, so it was not surprising that he could cook dishes by himself.
Thinking of the dispute between the second brother and the second younger brother, Xie Li sighed in his heart. It has been said that the second brother has not spoken to the second brother and sister for two months. He went out a while ago, and when he came back, he was completely depressed, and he didn't know what happened.
Xu shi has always known him, and seeing the way he is thinking, he knows what he is thinking: "You don't want to get involved in their affairs."
Xie Li stroked his beard: "I understand, how can I reach out to take care of my brother's husband and wife." He stroked his beard and sighed, half sighing, remembering something was wrong, "Madam, you are not with your second sibling. Isn't it very harmonious? Why do I see your recent actions, you actually mean to make decisions for her, such as controlling the broken-mouthed maids and preventing them from reporting the second brother and sister's affairs to the second brother; for example, helping the second brother and sister after the aftermath, the mother Until now, I don't know that the second brother and sister run outside all day; for example, don't let me accompany the second brother to get drunk—"
Xu Shi interrupted him gently: "It's nothing." She smiled standardly and pushed the plate in front of Xie Li, "You can try the spicy noodles, it tastes good."
Xie Li was led astray by him and picked up a spicy stick into his mouth.
He did not expect that the taste of spicy strips could be so rich, not salty, but a combination of various rich flavors, spicy, numb, sweet, fragrant, spicy, the skin of the bean rolls was soaked with chili oil, and the inside of the bean rolls was thick and not dry. Full of spice aroma and chewy.
"Not bad." He stroked his beard. "It tastes wonderful."
After chewing another stick, he stopped and asked, "Don't you need it, Madam? I'll take it for a premium tomorrow. I'm tired and chewing one should be very relieved."
Of course Mr. Xu would not argue with him for spicy noodles, so the next day, Xie Li wrapped the spicy noodles in oil paper and went to the place happily.
Jiang Shuyao happened to go to the second room early in the morning to find Zhou's to discuss the new breakfast food products and the improvement of spicy strips.
Xie Li drank the porridge for breakfast, and felt that his mouth was tasteless, so he chewed the root spicy strips. Although they pay attention to eating appearance, spicy sticks are a novelty, and they are valuable to look at. Xie Li felt that chewing hot sticks was much better than eating sesame seeds, so he calmly chewed hot sticks and it was worth it.
A middle-aged beautiful uncle with a darker face than the dean of the school is actually chewing hot sticks with great taste, with a serious look on his face and a serious appreciation. This picture is too beautiful...
When Xie Li saw Jiang Shuyao, he swallowed the spicy noodles and greeted Jiang Shuyao with an old-fashioned tone and gesture, more like the dean who patrolled early in the morning to catch students who were late for self-study.
After he left, Jiang Shuyao stood there for a long time, unable to return to his senses.
If you guessed correctly, the eldest brother brought the spicy strips to the value. If his colleagues were as greedy as the foodies in the East Palace, wouldn't the capital set off a wave of majestic and old-fashioned middle-aged officials chewing spicy sticks? This is too scary.