Then he heard He Sanlang's deep and hoarse voice exhorting: "In the future, don't go to the British government again."
Chu Lian nodded, she thought so too.
Anyway, my mother has passed away long ago, and Chu Qizheng doesn't love her very much. The old lady and the old Duke can't count on her. Moreover, she is not the original Chu Lian, and she is like a stranger to the British government. Just less contact.
Suddenly, a pang of hunger hit her abdomen, Chu Lian turned her head slightly, looked at He Sanlang's chiseled profile, "Have you eaten at noon?"
The corner of He Changdi's mouth raised slightly, "Why, Lian'er wants to cook something delicious for me?"
"Yeah, what do you want to eat?"
He Changdi was indeed hungry, but he had been worried that Chu Lian didn't care. When she mentioned it like this, he immediately felt an empty stomach.
He lightly kissed Chu Lian's pink cheek, "I will eat whatever you do."
Chu Lian glared at him, pushed him away, jumped off the couch, put on embroidered shoes and went out.
He Changdi thought about it, but he was a little worried. He called Wenqing, who was waiting outside, to come in. First, he asked Wenqing about today's affairs carefully, and then asked Wenqing to go to the kitchen to watch Chu Lian. Don't tell her to eat cold. cool stuff.
Chu Lian went to the small kitchen to have a look, and when he saw the ingredients on the chopping board, he thought of what to do.
Wen Qing stared at Chu Lian from the side with wide eyes, for fear that the third grandma would take some cold ingredients with a flick of her hand.
Seeing that she only took mutton, mutton leg bones, mutton chops, and all kinds of haggis, she was relieved, and she was in the mood to ask, "What is the third grandma doing?"
Chu Lian pursed her lips and smiled, "Sheep soup."
Ask Qing slightly startled, mutton soup
Does just one lamb soup need so much lamb
Chu Lian turned around and asked Qing, "Go and steam a basket of steamed buns and a basket of flower rolls, and eat them with mutton soup later."
When Chu Lian went into the small kitchen to cook for herself, Nanny Gui never let the little maids near her, and the only ones who could help were the first-class maids around Chu Lian.
Although there is mutton soup on the market now, and the business is very good in winter, it is not delicious, and the smell is too strong. Chu Lian tasted it when she was out, and she drank it in one gulp. not go down.
Mutton was considered a relatively high-end meat in the Great Wu Dynasty, and ordinary people could only afford pork, chicken and duck at home, such as mutton, the price was about three to four times that of pork, and ordinary people would not easily buy mutton. Only when there are festivals, will we weigh a few catties and go back to improve the food.
The mutton and mutton soup in common people's homes is quite crude, and the price of mutton soup on the market is also high. You can eat several bowls of Yangchun noodles for the money of a bowl of mutton soup.
However, mutton soup warms the body and stomach. When you are shivering from the cold, drinking a bowl of hot mutton soup and eating a large piece of pot helmet is simply a fairy.
So although mutton soup is expensive, it is not worried about sales.
Wenqing hadn't had mutton soup for a long time, and when she heard that the third grandma was going to make this, she immediately looked forward to it.
Since they returned to Shengjing City, the third grandma has never cooked fresh dishes!
In fact, the method of delicious mutton soup is not complicated. First, open the fresh lamb leg bones, stew them in a pot with mutton and haggis, and cook them slowly. There is not much smell of long mutton, but the fragrance will become stronger and stronger.
After a certain heat, add various condiments, and you can also put a few pieces of carrots, also to remove the smell.
Finally, take out the cooked mutton and haggis and cut them into thin slices. When eating, put these meat slices into the soup, roll them out, pour the boiled rich mutton soup, the taste will be delicious and rich without A little fishy smell.
After finishing the mutton soup, Chu Lian asked Wenqing to watch the fire, and then went to look for He Sanlang with a food box filled with steamed stuffed buns.
The mutton soup needs to be boiled for a long time, maybe it will take more than an hour, and these freshly baked buns can just satisfy the hunger.
Chu Lian asked Wenqing to make Shandong buns, which were bigger than a man's fist. The meat stuffing inside was not minced, but cut into small cubes. They were marinated with a lot of green onions and wrapped into buns. This kind of steamed stuffed bun is big and fresh, and it’s no worse than the soup dumpling in the south.
The compact food box can only hold up to four at a time.
Lai Yue, who had been staring at the small kitchen for a long time, took advantage of Chu Lian's departure, and brazenly asked Nanny Gui for a meat bun...
When He Changdi was hungry, he ate three steamed buns in one go, but he didn't like greasy Chu Lian so much, so he ate a whole Shandong steamed stuffed bun.
After eating the buns, the smell of mutton soup from the small kitchen wafted out.
The east wind is blowing today, and the small kitchen of Songtao Court is on the east side, and the fresh smell is scattered by the wind, and immediately fills the entire courtyard.
Even He Sanlang couldn't help swallowing.
Chu Lian looked at it amusedly, "The mutton soup I made can be drunk in half an hour."
He Changdi raised his eyebrows. Both of them sat on the long couch. Chu Lian sat with his legs bent inside by the window, and He Sanlang leaned on the outside. He lifted up the blanket that Chu Lian had put on his lap, " Soup made from mutton?"
"Yeah, I saw that the northern army often ate it before!"
Liangzhou in the north was different from the hinterland of the Great Wu Dynasty. The main source of meat for those barbarians was sheep, so it was normal to eat mutton.
The corner of He Sanlang's mouth twitched, thinking of the mutton and soup made by the gang leader, he immediately lost his appetite...
The soldiers in the northern border joked that the three dark dishes of the frontier army, the first is mutton soup, the second is green fruit porridge, and the last is the pot helmet that is harder than a stone...
Wen Qingshou was in the kitchen. Seeing that the mutton soup was almost done, he personally put it into a specially prepared casserole, put it in a food box, and sent it to the main room.
Because Mrs. Jing'an is still taking medicine, there are many dietary taboos, so Chu Lian didn't ask someone to send mutton soup over. As for the old matriarch, since his face has been torn, there is no need to hurry up at this time Stick cold ass.
So this mutton soup is exclusive to the three of them. Of course, Chu Lian did not forget Miracle Doctor Miao, an old gourmet, and asked Wen Lan to bring Shandong buns and mutton soup to him.
Pan Nianzhen was wandering in the garden of the uncle's mansion when the little maid suddenly came to report that the third young master and his wife had returned.
Pan Nianzhen was surprised. She knew that He Changdi and Chu Lian had gone to the British government today. She heard that it was Miss Ba and Ji Li from the British government. Miss Ba was Chu Lian's biological sister. Normally, Chu Lian shouldn't be so early with such a close relationship. It's right to come back, why did you come back after noon
Pan Nianzhen bit her lip and went to report to her mother.
The great aunt He Ying had more thoughts than her daughter, she rolled her eyes, tightly squeezed the handkerchief in her hand, and gritted her teeth.
After Mrs. He personally asked to come back to Linju, he was handed over to He Ying to take care of it.
Guilinju, which has been closed for many days, opened on the day it was asked to come back. It has been open for two days today, but what is shocking is that Guilinju, which was originally a hot business, even had to reserve seats several months in advance. Now there are very few people who come to eat.