Of course, throwing it into the pot is not just done casually. In order to try to make the medicine milder, Shi Yu first calcined all these medicinal materials with a blue torch. After the impurities in the medicinal materials were completely removed, those medicinal materials had turned into balls of medicinal liquid, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.
Shiyu tasted a little bit of each type, and some of the medicinal liquids tasted sweet and could replace sugar to enhance the taste of dishes. And some have no taste, will not affect the taste of the dish, you can add it at will, as long as you pay attention to the amount. As for the sour and spicy, each has its own advantages.
At noon, Shiyu cooked a lot of delicious food.
After the green lettuce was cut into slices, rubbed with salt, and dried in the sun outside, some of the moisture was removed, and the lettuce slices became limp, soft and tough. After taking it back, use a knife to cut the lettuce slices into fingernail-sized pieces, and then throw them into hot oil for frying. There is no need to add other condiments, and it is a crispy appetizer.
There are more ways to cook eggs. Shiyu cracked a few eggs, put a little water and salt in them, stirred them quickly with chopsticks, and then put the soup bowl into the rice cooker to steam. When the rice was cooked, the custard was ready. When it's out of the pan, sprinkle some emerald green scallions on it, it's very beautiful.
Now the children in the family are growing up, and meat is indispensable. There are a lot of fish and meat in her space. For the fish, I made a squirrel mandarin fish; for the meat, I chose three large pieces, two pieces of lean meat, and one piece of fat meat, minced into minced meat, with a ratio of two points thin and one point fat, and added salt and seasonings to form into balls , Put it in hot oil and fry it into shape, and then fry the meat until it is cooked.
After the meatballs were ready, they were placed directly on the plate. She sautéed the spices with a little hot oil to make a soup, poured them over the meatballs, and the dish was completed.
The four dishes are considered good. Grandpa is seriously ill and unconscious, and can only drink a little liquid food, so the next soup is the most important thing.
I took out the spare ribs in the space, cut them into inch pieces, and put them in hot water for a while to remove the blood inside. Then put it into a casserole, put ginger slices and various complementary medicinal liquids in it, put the ribs in, cover the lid, raise the fire and start stewing.
While the soup was being stewed, Shi Yu thought about it, and then went outside to get some green vegetables in the yard. As soon as she left, the three chubby figures slipped in like a thief.
He first smelled the smell of meat, and when he came to the meatball, he didn't care about the heat, so he gnawed a meatball in his arms. After it was over, I picked up the joy on the squirrel mandarin fish and started to eat it.
While eating, he seemed to smell an unusual smell of meat, stood there and sniffed around, and slowly walked to the side of the casserole. The casserole was boiling hot, and the lid made a soft sound when it was hit by steam. The white mist also floated out, with bursts of meaty and medicinal aromas.
San Pang lay on the table next to him, carefully opened the lid, and saw the milky white soup inside was boiling, hot enough to steam towards his face. Every now and then a loose chunk or two of stewed ribs pops up and sinks.
His heart itched to see it, and he wanted to reach out to grab a piece to taste, but suddenly his whole body was lifted in the air. Turning his neck to look, the fat cat appeared behind him at some point, and then his paws lit up, slashing across his arm, a drop of light golden liquid filled his wound, and then accurately Dropped into the casserole.
Strangely, the wound on San Pang's body quickly disappeared automatically.
It was only at this moment that San Pang came to his senses, and immediately let out a scream like killing a pig: "Ah—"
But the fat cat threw him aside, plucked the cat's ears and said, "You can speak louder, so that everyone in Qingshan City will know that there is a radish essence here, and eating this radish essence can prolong your life. What will happen when it comes to it?"
San Pang quickly covered his mouth, but he immediately felt aggrieved and said: "It's not easy for me to cultivate, and every drop of blood essence will lose a point of cultivation. If Shiyu's grandfather does what you said, slowly Slow warming and nourishing, sooner or later it will be cured, why do you need my blood."
"How much time will it take for a complete cure? How much time does Shiyu have?"
"Isn't there two months? Isn't that enough?"
"But she can only stay for a month at most." Fat Cat said.
"Why?" San Pang asked, but Fat Mao didn't answer.
Shiyu just came back outside, and as soon as he came in and saw them, and the lid of the casserole was not closed, he immediately knew that San Pang had come to eat again.
"You, you, can't you wait for it to be fully cooked before eating?" Shiyu nodded his forehead, "Don't worry, your portion is all in it. Grandpa is not healthy and can't eat much. I will make soup next time." You can’t uncover the pot in advance, it will affect the taste.”
San Pang bit his paw, "Oh." In fact, he really wanted to tell her that there was still a grain of his blood in it, but he was afraid that if she found out, she would encounter similar situations in the future and pull him over to let the blood out.
When he was struggling, Shi Yu sniffed the soup and said, "This... tastes a bit wrong. It seems that the fragrance of the medicine is stronger." She dipped the soup with chopsticks, put it in her mouth to taste, and finally His eyes were suspiciously placed on San Pang and Fat Mao next to him.
"What's going on?" she asked. She is very clear about the materials and materials of the things she makes. She didn't use precious medicine in it, but it has a strong medicinal fragrance similar to precious medicine. Don't tell her it's a mixture of herbs, it's impossible.
When Shi Yu asked, San Pang didn't hide anything, "Just now I accidentally cut my finger while stealing food, and a drop of blood dripped into it..." He didn't say that Fat Mao did it on purpose, "Look, it's not easy for me to cultivate. A little less blood means less cultivation, shouldn't you make up for me..."
Seeing his listless look, Shi Yu patted his little head, and simply took out the Jade Petal Lotus, "Can I use this as a supplement?"
San Pang has been with her for a long time. The little guy wants to go out and be chic, but he is afraid of being eaten, so he has no guts. I can't help him with other things, so I can get this thing.
San Pang didn't seem to have expected that she would dump a jade petal fairy lotus directly from her, and quickly embraced the jade petal fairy lotus in her arms, fearing that Shi Yu would regret it.
But after waiting for a while, he saw that Shiyu was busy cooking again, as if he didn't take this matter seriously, so he gnawed a petal and looked at her blankly.
The last dish Shi Yu cooked was vegetarian stir-fried vegetables. When adding sugar at the end, he used the slightly sweet medicinal liquid to enhance the taste. Well plated, lunch is done.
After shouting "Dinner is ready", the little radish heads who served Wen Xian in the grandfather's house ran over and brought the dishes to the room one by one.