Jian Shutong also heard the sound and cast his gaze at Shi Qinglan.
At some point, she took a beautiful radish and used a knife to carve out a lifelike rose flower. The thin green skin seemed to be surrounded by green leaves, and the rose-red core of the radish gradually changed in color. The knife work was delicate and exquisite, and it was beautiful. …
"A carrot can be made so beautiful! You were so amazing when you were a child!" Monica's eyes sparkled.
She looked at Shi Qinglan with admiration, probably because she had been communicating with her for a whole day and had become familiar with her, so the names she called her had become more intimate.
Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly, the rose carved from radish fell into her palm, and she handed it to the other party, "Send it to you."
"Really?" Monica's eyes became brighter.
She looked at Shi Qinglan in surprise, carefully took the rose, and held it in both hands, "It's really beautiful! I declare that I will be your fan from now on!"
"Except for my natal goddess Qingyue, you are the only person I have a fan of! I don't even have a fan of my brother!"
Monica raised her little face proudly, and her eyebrows were quite triumphant. This little look was so cute.
Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, "..."
Then maybe she was fans of the same person from beginning to end.
Jian Shutong pursed her lips slightly and looked at the two of them. Especially when she saw Monica's excellent attitude towards Shi Qinglan and how familiar they were with each other, she felt like a lemon...
She has never been so close to the princess in such a long time in the royal family!
"It's nothing special." Jian Shutong curled her lower lips and murmured in a low voice as she continued to prepare the ingredients in her hand.
She just loves to make these fancy things. In the previous show, she also made lotus cakes, which were pretty and scary. The same goes for the radishes this time...
This kind of knife skills can be done by any chef.
Shi Qinglan didn't care what Jian Shutong thought about her. After preparing the ingredients, she put them all aside, "Little princess, please stay away a little to prevent the hot oil from hitting your delicate little face."
Hearing this, Monica stepped back and hid.
The sound of hot oil immediately sounded, and the oil beads were sizzling in the pot. Add the ginger and garlic slices and stir-fry until fragrant. Add cumin, tangerine peel, bay leaves, angelica, star anise, cinnamon and other seasonings and stir-fry until fragrant, as well as Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers. As a spicy flavoring.
Before the crayfish is even taken out of the pot, the rich aroma instantly fills the kitchen. The taste is really charming and delicious.
Jian Shutong was making lotus root oatmeal porridge. As soon as the faint fragrance overflowed, it was completely covered up by Shi Qinglan's spices. Especially the spicy smoke even smoked her eyes...
"Cough cough cough!" She covered her lips and coughed violently.
Monica was a little far away from the stove, so she didn't smell the choking smell of smoke. She just felt that the wonderful aroma instantly aroused her greed, "I really want to try it..."
"You can't eat it yet, this is just seasoning." Shi Qinglan looked back gracefully, with a smile on her red lips.
As soon as the sound fell, she put the prepared crayfish into the pot until its surface turned red and rolled up the tail, poured in cooking wine and vinegar and stir-fried evenly, then stir-fried with bean paste and sweet noodle sauce over high heat, and white sugar to enhance the freshness.
Cover the pot and simmer until the juice is reduced.
"It smells so good! It smells so good!" Monica took a few deep breaths of the rich aroma, and she was almost starved to death.
Her eyes shone with excitement and curiosity, "I finally know why Mrs. Wang talks about spicy crayfish every day! I want to try this Chinese delicacy tonight!"
"Okay." Shi Qinglan's red lips curved slightly, "If you like it, I'll leave the recipe for your chef to make it later."
Monica nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Want to keep it, keep it!"
Hearing this, Jian Shutong glanced at her lightly and said, "Miss Shi is really generous. As a chef at a state banquet, she dared to give away the exclusive cooking recipe to others at will."
"After all, every Chinese dish I've ever tasted has several copies of my own exclusive recipe. There's no way... I can't sell them all, so I have to give them away."
Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, and he looked at her with a sweet smile. He deliberately used a bitch-like tone, which really made Jian Shutong angry until he died, and made him feel very unhappy!
What does it mean to have so much that you can only give it away...
Jian Shutong gripped the spatula tightly. For a chef, the most precious thing is not only the cooking skills, but also the exclusive formula extracted by oneself. Especially for dishes like spicy crayfish, the taste is very different depending on the ratio of seasonings. The recipe is even more important!
She has always kept these formulas in her own hands, and occasionally sells them at high prices, but then Qinglan turns out...
"What are you going to do next when you're a kid?" Monica looked at Shi Qinglan with starry eyes, blinking constantly.
Shi Qinglan smiled slightly, "Boiled meat slices, biochemical soup, braised chicken, is there anything else you want to eat?"
Monica was stunned for a while after hearing this. She knew nothing about Chinese cuisine. She had only tasted a few dishes made by Jian Shutong with Mrs. Wang. They were relatively bland and had no special taste, so she was quite indifferent. Shi Qing She has never heard of what Lan said...
"There is no need for biochemical soup." Jian Shutong glanced at her lightly, "Since we are all international nutritionists, how could we not understand the common sense of using biochemical soup to regulate confinement? I am prepared."
Although the little princess has been born for more than three months, and Shi Muning should have been pregnant long ago, she still drinks the Shenghua soup, and Jian Shutong's medicine is also added to it...
"Really?" Shi Qinglan raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly.
But he still didn't change his mind, "Miss Jian can do what she wants. As for which bowl the princess would rather drink... the decision lies with her, not us."
"You..." Jian Shutong gritted his teeth and looked at her.
However, Qinglan's smile was bright and her delicate eyes were sparkling. The brighter and more charming her smile was, the more angry she became, but she didn't dare to express her anger...
Otherwise, she would look so petty!
Jian Shutong tightened her grip on the spatula in her hand, glared at Shi Qinglan fiercely, then moved her eyes back to the biochemical soup she was making, and put one hand into her pocket to gently touch the medicine bag. , prepare to find an opportunity to put the medicine in...
Shi Qinglan's spicy crayfish has come out of the pot. Hot oil is poured on the meat slices, and dried chili peppers and pepper are sprinkled on it, which is also full of fragrance.
Her portion of the biochemical soup was already being brewed. In addition to the regular ingredients, she also asked Monica to help call someone to grab some medicine and prepare a potion to cook together.
During all this process, she glanced at Jian Shutong from the corner of her eye from time to time, observing her movements, and sure enough, she saw that she suddenly became sneaky...
As if hesitating about what to do with that bowl of biochemical soup.
And Jian Shutong was always observing Shi Qinglan. She originally thought that the other party was not paying attention to her, so she found a time when she was stir-frying the chicken over the fire and secretly took out the medicine bag...
Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard a lazy voice, and Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes squinted, "What ingredients are Miss Jian going to put in? Do you mind letting me learn?"
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