"Soak the chicken legs in water for 1 hour, fully soak out the residual blood, then remove the bones and cut them into small pieces; soak the dried shiitake mushrooms in warm water, remove the stalks and cut them into small pieces..."
Li Yi flipped through a "Noodle Encyclopedia" in his mind, and began to prepare the ingredients following the stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms.
It's not that he doesn't want to make other more delicious food, but the ingredients in this kitchen are really pitiful. Apart from a small bag of flour, all Li Yi can find is a few dried mushrooms in the corner.
The flour is also very different from the ones seen in later generations. It is far from being as fine as it is, and there is a lot of bran in it, which tastes bad. This point, Li Yi had already experienced it when he had dinner in the morning.
However, from a nutritional point of view, eating this kind of coarse grains is really beneficial to the body. Of course, the more important thing is that he can't find a better substitute for flour.
The tasteless provincial library in his mind finally played a role, and Li Yi easily found a copy of "Noodle Encyclopedia" in the menu area.
What he is going to do now is stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms.
Stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms has the effect of tonifying deficiency and strengthening the spleen, which is not small for the human body. Li Yi chose this kind of noodles, of course... just because he couldn't find other ingredients besides mushrooms and flour.
A book that only Li Yi himself could read was suspended in front of his eyes. He tore off two chicken legs and processed them according to the steps in the book. After the shiitake mushrooms were cut into cubes, he started kneading the dough.
He had driven Xiaohuan out of the kitchen a long time ago. After eating the noodles she made at noon, Li Yi decided not to let her interfere in anything other than cooking porridge.
Kneading noodles is actually a technical activity.
The noodles must be well blended to be delicious. First of all, we must choose good flour. Of course... this point can be ignored for the time being.
When kneading noodles, the amount of water added, the quality of salt, and the strength and technique of kneading noodles all affect the taste of noodles. In terms of salt, Li Yi didn't ask for it anymore, even the flour was like this, and he still expected any good salt in this world...
As for other technical things, there is no difficulty at all. Everything he has read will be firmly engraved in his mind, and his subordinates are like divine help... Outside the kitchen, the little maid stood on a stool and saw her uncle through the window. Skillful kneading skills, beautiful big eyes can't help staring round.
This uncle seems to be different from the scholar she imagined.
The recipe of stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms is really simple. There is a small vegetable garden in front of the kitchen. Li Yi found some lettuce in the vegetable garden.
Although the ingredients are limited, Li Yi is still very satisfied with his work.
Because it was the first time to make it, and worried about wasting food, Li Yi just tried to make one serving, washed his hands with some water in the water tank, and was about to start to taste the long-lost taste. After turning his head, he saw the empty stove. , Li Yi was taken aback for a moment, his expression suddenly changed!
"Fuck, where's my face!"
The screams suddenly sounded in the kitchen.
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At night, the second aunt called out affectionately to the only hen in the family that laid eggs. After a while, the affectionate call turned into a vicious curse.
"Who damn it, stole my chicken!"
"Don't let me grab it, grab it and break your leg!"
"Yaoshou..."
Standing at the door, Li Yi saw the woman standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips, who was yelling at her for losing the chicken. Thinking of the bowl of noodles he had lost strangely, he shook his head, with a sympathetic expression on his face. Went to the door and walked back to the house.
Now is a rare time for dinner, and the only thing that can't be disappointed is the delicious food. Li Yi doesn't want to eat while listening to that shrew swearing at the street.
Sitting opposite Li Yi, Liu Ruyi had a strange look on her beautiful face.
The noodles are chewy, the meat is tender, and the soup tastes great. In fact, when Liu Ruyi saw the dinner for the first time just now, she was a little suspicious. Today's dinner didn't look like it was made by Xiaohuan.
Not only is the fragrance strong, but the inside of the bowl is not as plain as before. There are red and green, which makes people's appetite soar. What makes her feel even more strange is that it's not a holiday, and there are still red and green in the bowl. A little meaty.
After taking a sip, Liu Ruyi's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, she looked at the little maid and asked, "Xiaohuan, did you cook today's dinner?"
The little maid was intoxicated with the best noodles she had ever eaten in her life, when she heard this, she suddenly raised her head and said, "No, it's my uncle..."
After finishing speaking, he remembered that he had just agreed with the uncle not to tell the young lady about this matter, his little face changed slightly, and when he looked up, he saw an extremely surprised expression on the young lady's face.
"Cough, cough..." Li Yi coughed twice, glared at the little maid without showing any signs, and said, "I used to live alone, and I'm used to these things."
Liu Ruyi's face was still strange, obviously she hadn't digested the matter yet, her eyes turned to the piece of meat in the bowl, "This meat..."
"Peasant meat, picked up on the road..."
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After a long time, Liu Ruyi nodded, and said softly: "My husband is a scholar, these vulgar things, in the future... let Xiaohuan do it."
Li Yi cast a glance at Xiaohuan, and the little maid stuck out her tongue mischievously, and quickly lowered her head not daring to look at him.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, at the time of innocence, seems to have discovered that her uncle is different from the men outside, and the little maid is gradually able to let go of him.
Next to Li Yi, Liu Ruyi, who has been silent all the time, occasionally looks at him with eyes that discover the New World, and licks his lips subconsciously from time to time, as if reminiscing about something...
"By the way, the school in the village will reopen tomorrow, and my husband needs to make some preparations in advance." After the meal, when Xiaohuan went to wash the dishes, Liu Ruyi seemed to have thought of something and said.
Li Yi nodded when he heard this, but he didn't take it seriously. Isn’t it just a group of brats, find a few books and teach them to read a few sentences tomorrow, and then let them shake their heads and recite, and they are not allowed to go home for dinner if they recite it. Ancient schools are almost like this, right
Li Yi didn't have any psychological burden at all to deal with these brats. After waking up, before he had time to eat breakfast, Xiaohuan came to inform him that it was time to go to school...
Li Yi still feels that things like the school shouldn't appear in the bandit village, so Xiaohuan took him through half of the village before stopping in front of a house that looked a little more spacious than other places down.
Before he entered the room, he heard a noisy noise from inside, mixed with the laughter of the bear children. The moment Li Yi walked in, the atmosphere suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became quiet.
On the dirty faces, the clear and curious eyes looked at him from top to bottom, and there were many eyes that seemed to have a taste of scrutiny.
After a few seconds of silence...
"Are you Miss Ruyi's husband-in-law?"
Before Li Yi could speak, a childish and dissatisfied voice came from the side.