The fried rice in the pot is finished, golden and loose, with a slight salty aroma.
Cai Mi generously filled a small bowl and handed it to Wen Rou.
"Hmm." Rourou put the bowl of fried rice under her nose and smelled it carefully. It was a smell that she had never experienced before, and it was deeply imprinted in Rourou's mind ever since.
Take a mouthful with a small spoon and put it in your mouth.
Chew slowly.
Crispy and delicious, grainy and elastic.
Xianggong rice seems to have a kind of life. After passing through the magic power of the temperature in the pot, it seems to be reinfused with new vitality. Although it is poured from the pot to the bowl and then sent to the mouth from the bowl, it is full of energy at this moment. Dancing in the mouth.
"Cai Bo, why do you need to add salt after adding sugar? It turns out that the sweet and salty taste can be so magical." Rourou asked curiously while eating fried rice.
"You, you girl, can you tell that there is sugar and salt in it?" Cai Mi rubbed her ears, unable to believe it.
Just now this girl obviously came in after she was done. How can you guess so accurately? Is this really a guess
"I guessed it." Rourou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again.
It seems that my magical tongue should be kept properly, and it should not be easily shown to others!
Hey, it's actually not that difficult.
While eating, Wen Rou carefully decomposed the method of frying in his heart. Well, stir the sugar and fragrant rice into the water one by one, soak it still, remove the surface water that has been dried in the shade, put it into the pot, and add a little rapeseed oil , and fry until golden brown and crispy. You can also add various condiments before serving.
Cai Mi is such a strange person! He knows so much! He not only knows fragrant tribute rice, but also fry fragrant tribute rice. He is definitely not an ordinary farmer. Who is he
Rou Rou ate the delicious fried rice, once again lost in thought.
This night, I was tossing and turning without sleep, but because I ate Cai Mi's fragrant tribute rice. Wen Rou feels that sleeping is surprisingly sweet, as if the dream is full of bouncing fragrant tribute rice.
When I woke up the next morning, my pillow was soaked again.
"Morning, Dad!" In the first ray of sunlight in the morning. Wen Rou pushed open the door, and happened to meet Wen Shouzheng.
"Ah! I slept so soundly! This Dingguo mansion is really comfortable!" Wen Shouzheng stretched his waist a lot.
"Father, don't you want to live here all the time..." Gentle asked tentatively, showing worry on her face.
"Hehe, I really want to!" Wen Shouzheng said happily.
"Father, have you forgotten the promise you made to your mother when you came here?" The thing Wen Rou was worried about happened.
"Promise?" Wen Shouzheng obviously forgot.
"Father, we used to sell morning dew wine in Xianyang. Didn't we save five hundred taels of silver? Didn't you promise to buy mother a big house in the provincial capital? Why did you forget?" Gentle reminded clearly.
"Oh. That's right." Wen Shouzheng came to his senses.
"Duke Dingguo's mansion is comfortable, but it's not our own home after all, and it's not like we don't have money. Why do we have to live under the fence of others!" Seeing Rou Rou, she had finished speaking, and continued to enlighten Wen Shouzheng.
"Rou'er is right!" At this moment. Zhou Shi also came out of the room and stood beside Wen Rou. "Although our money is not enough to buy such a luxurious mansion as the Dingguo Mansion, it is always more than enough to buy a small courtyard. Even though the Dingguo Mansion is magnificent, the gold and silver nests are not as good as our own dog kennels. It is already a family move. , why don't you just find a place to stay for yourself!" The Zhou family usually stays out of the door, but when he speaks, he is quite virtuous.
"I support my sister!" Wen Ting also walked out at a leisurely pace. These days, he has been following Mr. Song Tao, this fifteen-year-old half-child, all the hairy energy in his body has turned into full of composure. The more you compare, the more you compare with your previous self, it's as if you've completely reborn.
"You brat, you don't study in the room, you come out to meddle in some housework! Soon it will be the day of the selection of children, you still don't work hard!" Wen Shouzheng yelled when he saw that Wen Ting also came out to stir up trouble a voice.
"Father! What is the purpose of studying? It is for fame and career! What is the use of fame and career? It is to make people look up to you. These days, my boy has followed Mr. Songtao, read a collection of literature and history, and realized a truth, that is It is: People are born equal, without distinction of high or low. If you want to be respected by others, you must first have your own backbone and respect yourself. This is not only the arrogance of scholars, but also the arrogance of the common people in the world. One cannot be without arrogance. It's integrity!" Wen Ting stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, the sunlight shone on his thin face, slightly protruding cheekbones, sharp-edged cheeks, this young man seemed to have grown up overnight.
"Father, brother is right! No matter how nice this place is, it is not our own home after all! You are not in the provincial capital overnight. If you want to cook with peace of mind and settle down in a good house, you can fulfill your dream!" Gentle continued to persuade.
"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't buy it, and I didn't say I wouldn't leave here. Look at your mothers. You came early in the morning and told me a lot of truths. It's okay, I know, I've eaten it. After breakfast, I will go to see the house, if you guys have nothing to do, you can go and have an eye with me!" Wen Shouzheng's face was flushed, but he finished speaking confidently, turned and walked out of the temporary resting room. Courtyard, it looks like they are looking for the kitchen.
Simply use the existing ingredients in the Dingguo Mansion, cook the porridge, and steam the steamed buns, and a new day in the provincial capital will start steaming!
"Ren San, that... last night..." At the dinner table, Sheng Yaoshan approached Ren Yue deliberately, as if there was something in his words.
"I slept well last night, Sheng Yaoshan, did you not sleep well?" Ren Yue said coldly.
From the looks of it, the filthy knot in my heart last night was finally settled.
"Ah, good, good. Unexpectedly, you are quite comfortable in Dingguo Mansion." Sheng Yaoshan saw that Ren Yue was prevaricating, presumably he didn't mention Wei Miao about what happened last night, and immediately echoed.
"Brother, take me out for a stroll today! This place looks pretty good!" Sheng Jiaoxue made a request to Sheng Yaoshan while eating porridge.
"Okay. That's exactly what I mean. Why don't we all go out for a stroll together so that we can get acquainted with the environment of the provincial capital!" When Sheng Yaoshan said this, he looked around at the people present.
"Hehe, no, the old man is a little tired along the way, it's for you young people to wander around, it's better for the old man to stay here to rest and read!" Mr. Songtao kindly refused.
"Brother Yaoshan, Xian'er will follow you." Liu Xian answered immediately.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince has missed a lot of homework in the past few days, so let's stay and finish it up before talking about other things!" Mr. Song Tao said coldly, "By the way, brat, you are not allowed to go, just leave your essay! The selection of children will be held soon. It's gone." After finishing speaking, he glared at Wen Ting again, for fear that Wen Ting would go out with him later.
"Sir... I..." Wen Ting looked embarrassed.
It was originally agreed that the family of four went out to look at the house, but the husband wanted to leave his own study.
"Just say what you have to say, it's not my Song Tao's disciple who is twitchy." Mr. Song Tao's face was sullen at the moment, and Wen Ting was in a cold sweat.
"Sir, the students need to take a day off today." Wen Ting took a deep breath, got up and saluted.
"Why?" Mr. Song Tao raised his eyes.
"Just because the student wants to go with his parents to choose a courtyard house in the provincial capital. This matter has been agreed with his family before. If he breaks his promise, it may be against the way of a gentleman! The student assured the husband that today's homework will come back overnight today." Done! Don't delay until tomorrow!" Wen Ting said in a loud voice, neither humble nor overbearing, and he was completely different from the impulsive and stupefied before.
"Hehe, it's an invitation in advance, just go, don't forget your own promise." Mr. Songtao squinted his eyes and stroked his beard lightly when he heard this, and said in his heart: This kid is not in vain following him, he has grown up.
"Is Chef Wen going to buy a house?" Ren Yue put down the porridge bowl and said slowly.
"Well, after all, I want to settle in the provincial capital, and I need to settle down early. Thank you Mr. Ren for staying overnight last night." Wen Shouzheng thanked.
"Actually...you don't have to..." Ren Yue hadn't finished speaking.
"Ren Yue, if you're not busy today, help me find a small courtyard, it's clean and convenient!" Mr. Song Tao interjected.
"Teacher also wants to buy a house?" Ren Yue felt that something was wrong. This place is well-lived, and it is ready-made. Why do they have to leave one by one
"Hehe, I'm used to being casual. Your Dingguo mansion is too big and too luxurious for me to live in, hehe." Mr. Songtao squinted his eyes, as kind as an old man next door.
"That's what the teacher taught! So, Ren Yue is willing to live with the teacher!" Ren Yue didn't say much, stood up and cupped his hands, which was considered to have complied with Mr. Song Tao's request.
After all, this huge Dingguo mansion is indeed a bit ostentatious.
Think about the simplicity of Wen Shouzheng's family, and Mr. Songtao's leisure, no matter what, everything is according to everyone's wishes, as long as you are casual and comfortable!
"Alright, since Chef Wen intends to visit the house, Zizhang, Shopkeeper Li, Chef Tang, you can follow me to look at the storefront today! It's better to make some preparations early!" Seeing that everyone has arrangements, Master Qiao also agreed. So I selected the rest of the staff, and went to implement the opening of the branch together.
Seeing that even Wen Ting had left, Liu Xian was left alone, with his mouth pouted, reluctantly, together with Shui Mo and Chang Sheng, stayed by Mr. Song Tao's side.
The land price in the provincial capital is very expensive. Wen Shouzheng's family of four visited several houses one after another, but they failed to achieve what they wanted.
The land price of houses in the downtown area is too expensive, and the houses in the suburbs are too remote. Big houses are unaffordable, and small houses are too crowded. A group of four walked around all morning, and the soles of their feet hurt from walking, but they still couldn't find a satisfactory house.
At the same time, Ren Yue is also helping Mr. Song Tao find a suitable place to live.
The environment should be elegant and convenient to live in.
Not long after, at the corner near the downtown area, a small square courtyard was slightly hidden behind a luxuriant willow tree, and it fell into Ren Yue's eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
This scene is actually familiar with Mr. Xianyang's residence!
Ren Yue approached slowly...