Wow! There is a free meal to eat myself! ! Yu Xiaocao looked down at her younger brother, then asked for Brother Han's opinion, and readily agreed. However, the recipe for making small fish is not as public as oyster sauce. She asked to be cleared!
On Wednesday, Young Master had no intention of taking advantage of her, so he led her into a separate small kitchen, and guarded the door himself to prevent peeping. Others don't say anything, Chef Wang has long been eager to try, in the name of helping, to see if he can learn something.
In fact, the umami taste of small white fish, even if there is no extra seasoning to enhance the taste, can still make people want to stop. There are no difficulties or secrets in cooking. But she just wants to create a sense of mystery of a 'master', and there may be a possibility of cooperation in the future.
Yu Xiaocao adopted the simplest seasoning, only adding salt, green onion and ginger. In order to make the soup taste more refreshing, she specially poured a scoop of water, let the small glutinous rice balls splash in it a few times, and mixed the "bath water" of Butianshi "As a soup base.
The soup is as thick and white as milk, the fish melts in your mouth, and the taste is delicious and smooth... The teenagers here almost fought for an extra mouthful of fish soup.
Even Yuan Yunxi, who was refined and elegant, turned into a ferocious little monster when he grabbed the fish soup and fish meat. No way, he was influenced by the old gluttonous grandpa and became a veritable little glutton.
But the culprit, Yu Xiaocao, was in the VIP room of Zhenxiu Building, leading his younger brother to taste the most sumptuous lunch since time travel—the three of them had six dishes and one soup, four meat and two vegetables, all made by Chef Wang himself. vegetable. Its taste is naturally conceivable.
Even Zhao Han, who has seen the world, can hardly get enough of it. The Xiaocao sister and brother ate a full stomach. Little Shitou hummed while holding his round belly, so scared that Xiaocao rushed to rub his belly. If you get sick, it will be bad.
[fine! Drink some bath water, invigorate the stomach and eliminate food, and prevent all diseases...] When the three of them ate, Xiaobutianshi walked around the delicious dishes, his eyes glowed golden, and he almost didn't get into the dishes. It's a pity that you can't eat if you can see it.
snort! When the spiritual power of the god stone recovers a bit, it can be shown as a physical body, and it must be a good meal! !
It was difficult for Yu Xiaocao to ignore it, so she flicked her fingers on it quietly, the little guy was bounced, his hair stood up and his teeth and claws showed.
Xiaocao replaced the herbal tea in the pot with Lingshi water, poured a cup for Zhao Han, fed Xiaoshitou some more, and drank a few sips herself.
Looking at the half stewed chicken with ginseng left on the table, Yu Xiaocao certainly wouldn't waste it, so she asked Li Liang for a basin, packed the chicken soup, and said to her younger brother with a smile, "Zhengchou didn't bring anything good. Make up for my brother!"
After lunch, Yu Xiaocao exchanged greetings with the shopkeeper, asked about the location of the "Zhangji" woodware shop, and left with Zhao Han and his younger brother.
On the street, the cries of hawkers, customers haggling over prices, and the voices of acquaintances exchanging greetings, interweave together and form a lively market song.
"Sell sugar, sell sugar! Sweet maltose!" The sugar vendor carrying a burden yelled loudly and walked past the siblings. Little Stone turned his head to look at the coarse maltose covered with a layer of white flour on the burden, his eyes seemed to be sucked in and he couldn't pull them out.
The children of the peasant family can't eat candy a few times throughout the year. During the Chinese New Year last year, their father killed a deer, sold it for a good price, and decided to support a catty of maltose for the children. Grandma Zhang said cursingly that their father would spoil the child, but it was a bad day, and she read it for an hour. He also took away the sugar and hid it, saying that it was to entertain guests when they came.
Finally, after the grandfather had spoken, he gave it to his siblings, each of whom cut a piece of candy the size of a fingernail, and refused to give any more. Later, those candies did not know whose stomach fell into it. The sweet, slightly sticky, chewy and not greasy taste has kept Xiaoshi in the aftertaste to this day.
Seeing the little brother like this, Xiaocao felt sad for a while. She stopped the sugar peddler, took out two copper coins, and said, "Please give me maltose for ten cents."
Although the clothes on the siblings were worn out, they were clean. The peddler didn't look down on the siblings because of this, and responded loudly with a smile: "Okay!"
"No, no!" Xiao Shitou swallowed, waved his little hands sensiblely, and said, "Second Sister, don't waste money, I don't like sweets."
Xiaocao patted his head distressedly, and said with a smile, "I want to eat candy, isn't it okay? Didn't we put in money today? It's not short of ten cents! Little shopkeeper, weigh it!"
The cry of "little shopkeeper" made the little brother who bought the candy very happy. He walks around the streets with a burden every day, and his biggest wish is to open a sugar shop and be his own boss. When he lowered the knife, he turned it slightly to the side, and naturally cut more sugar.
Xiaocao troubled the brother who bought the sugar again, cut the maltose into thumb size, took a piece in his hand first, and carefully wrapped the rest with oiled paper. She purposely shook the maltose in front of the little stone, then put it under her nose, sniffed it lightly, and praised loudly: "It smells so good, it must taste sweet. It's a pity, brother, you don't like it. These candies , but I’m all alone!”
Xiaoshi licked his lips, his eyes rolled with his sister holding the malt candy, and his face showed a pitiful expression like a puppy wanting to eat meat and bones. However, he refrained from arguing for sweets from her.
Xiaocao stopped teasing him, stuffed maltose into his mouth, and hugged this painful little brother in his arms: "Little Shitou, sister will buy you candy every day from now on, as well as delicious snacks..."
"No, now that I have money, I will buy cotton to make quilts first. The cotton quilts my parents made ran out. And the clothes of my sisters are too short and I can't wear them anymore. Xiaoshi doesn't eat sugar, It's okay!"
The little guy held the maltose in his mouth, reluctant to crush it, he just licked it with his tongue, the sweet taste melted in his mouth, the little guy squinted his eyes happily, like a contented cat.
"Yeah, yum! When we split up, we will make a suit of clothes for everyone in the family, buy a few kang quilts, make white rice for us every day, and steam white flour steamed buns..." Xiaocao took his brother's little hand and walked towards the woodware shop. go.
Xiao Shitou laughed even wider: "Eating white rice and white noodles every day is a bit too wasteful, isn't it? Why don't you save it and take it out when you need it in the future..."
Zhao Han walked behind the siblings, listening to their conversation silently. This is the family relationship between brothers and sisters, right? He is the only one in his family, and he seldom interacts with his peers in the village. Looking at the friendship between siblings, an inexplicable emotion welled up in my heart.
There are three criss-cross streets in the town. The woodware shop where Xiaocao's eldest brother Yu Hang "works" and the delicacy restaurant are all on the busiest street. Talking, talking, the siblings saw the signboard of "Zhangji" woodware shop.
In her previous life, Xiaocao dropped out of junior high school before graduating. After transmigrating, she was almost illiterate facing complicated traditional characters. Even with guesswork, I can only recognize a few.
The craftsmanship of the master craftsmen of the woodware shop is good, and the shopkeeper often goes to the capital to "learn scriptures". People in the town and surrounding areas like to customize furniture and utensils in this woodware shop called "Zhangji", so the business is naturally good.
The siblings entered the shop hand in hand. When Xiao Er heard the movement, he laughed and turned around, seeing the clothes on the two of them, the weather suddenly turned cloudy. With a long face, he shouted: "Go, go, go! Poor ghost, this is not a place for you to play, get out of here!"
Yu Xiaocao frowned, although she was very angry that he looked down on others, she held back and asked, "Second brother, our eldest brother is an apprentice in the carpentry shop, and his name is Yu Hang. Please help pass the message on to him. In a word, just say that his younger siblings came to see him, okay?"
"Yu Hang? No one saw him until last month. Why is there someone here again? If you don't want to, just go back. What kind of place is this when you come in and out?" The guy said with an impatient expression. His tone was full of contempt.
Xiaocao held back her anger and said softly, "Second brother, it's not easy for us siblings to come all the way, so please help me."
The clerk threw the rag in his hand heavily on the table, walked to the back door of the shop, and shouted loudly toward the yard: "Yu Hang, Yu Hang!! Someone is looking for you!"
Regardless of whether anyone responded, he went back to the shop again, picked up a rag like chasing flies, and threw the siblings out: "Go, wait outside! Don't delay our business... Mr. Fang , please come inside! Your custom-made screen has been installed, come in and have a look!"
A handsome young man in fine clothes got off the carriage in front of the door of the woodware shop with his servants. When the servant saw him, he put on a flattering smile and welcomed him in graciously.
Yu Xiaocao shrugged, and smiled: Man, it is so realistic.
The young man glanced at the siblings lightly, and his gaze stayed for two seconds because of the self-deprecating smile on her lips. Fang Xun saw the clerk's behavior just now. He thought that being treated like that, this pair of siblings, who are obviously poor, would be wronged, sad, and dodge...
Unexpectedly, my sister smiled indifferently, her expression was calm. This neither humble nor overbearing attitude seems to indicate that she will be extraordinary in the future. Fang Xun's footsteps did not stop because of this. I thought that each other was just a passing passerby in our lives, but I didn't expect that he and her would meet again in the near future...
"Second Sister, Shitou, why are you here?" Yu Hang limped out of the shop with joy from the heart on his face.
"Brother, what's wrong with your feet? You still have a face..." Xiao Shitou asked with distressed eyes, his eyes widened in doubt.
Yu Xiaocao took a closer look, two red and swollen marks were clearly visible on Yu Hang's handsome face, and the posture he just walked out seemed to be enduring pain.
Yu Hang touched the scar on his face, pretending to be okay, and said: "It's nothing, when I was working, I accidentally tripped over a log, sprained my foot, and scratched my face by a branch that was not cleaned. A little injury, don't make such a big fuss. Second sister, how are you doing recently? How is everything at home? Can you have enough to eat?"