Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

The old dog wiped his face, looked left and right, gritted his teeth and stood up to be a villain: "Little lady, now we have to eat all the food we found here, regardless of whether it is moldy or old, even if it is Even if it is broken, don’t throw it away.”

His voice became lower and lower, but he still insisted, "We really don't have the capital to waste food. The food brought by Gu Zhuang is for our own village to eat for two years, but it has to supply the entire county, let alone half a month. I'm afraid the sky is full."

After finishing counting, Qiu Li frowned, wondering, "The surrounding villages don't have much grain, so we can't count on it. The bandits have not been wiped out, and there is no news from the imperial court. We have no way of guaranteeing when the grain will arrive... "

The two looked at each other, and said in unison: "Little lady, let's take a rest first, and leave the food relief to Old Uncle Du and the others."

Gu Xiang couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not a fool, how can I waste food? Don't worry, these can be used and won't be thrown away."

Qiu Li froze for a moment, her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The old dog couldn't help but sigh: "Hey!"

How wronged is this, little lady?It's all because they are useless, they don't even have enough food, and their little lady wronged herself to violate the principle and use these old rice grains.

Gu Xiang: "..."

They are quite forgetful.

How long has it been since Gu Zhuang's life has become easier?Less than two years.

Back then, the village was poor, and every household was full, not to mention full, and it was difficult to deceive their stomachs with full water. At that time, when she made big pot dishes, she used grains mixed with bran and sand, not to mention grains, even grains. The layer of aquatic plants, grass roots, and tender bark on the trees that were picked up from the river were not wasted if they were edible, so why not have something to eat?

The conditions now are much better than they were back then.

Gu Xiang smiled lightly: "I don't eat porridge for the relief food at noon. After the catastrophe, everyone will spend the rest of their lives after a catastrophe. You have to eat a solid meal."

Glancing around, Gu Xiang asked Lao Du to help, packed out a few large baskets of wild vegetables, washed them and chopped them into pieces, then took out a pot of beans and ground them into powder, mixed them with some flour, and added a little soy sauce , just a little bit of seasoning.

I took out a piece of ham from the box I brought and looked at it on the chopping board. The cooking method of this ham is different from most of the current ones. It doesn’t take long to marinate. The color is bright red and bright. It’s not very dry and it’s hard to store It's ten or eight years old, but it tastes extra sweet.

This is what Gu Xiang figured out by himself. Ever since she ate it, all the girls in her family have loved it, and when they ate the ham next to it, they always felt a little unappetizing.

Lao Du glanced at it, drooling wildly, he hadn't tasted this ham for a long time, and said, "Such a good ham...do you want to stew it in soup?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he has already aimed at the basket of seafood, including scallops and shrimps, which are a perfect match with ham.

The stewed soup is extremely fresh. That time, the little lady stewed a pot, and before she brought it out of the kitchen, the diners at Gu Ji and other seats were already fighting for the front row. Many old friends who have been friends for decades They almost got into a fight.

Gu Xiang smiled and said, "Change the way of eating today." As he said that, he lifted the knife and cut off half of it, chopped it into minced meat, put it directly into the batter, and beat a few eggs into the batter to mix well.

With this stirring, the grade of the whole pot of paste was completely different from before.No one can tell that this is just a pot of batter mainly made of ordinary wild vegetables.

After preparing, put a few large iron pots on the stove, filled them with water and boiled them, and then grabbed a lot of shrimp heads, shrimp skins, scallop shells and so on, mixed them together and fried them in a hot pan to get oil out.

Once the shrimp head was fried, the golden oil juice overflowed, and the bedding was spread out, the taste was fresh and fragrant, so greedy that several chefs couldn't help but look here.

Old Du sighed while his heart moved.

Chef Gu's skills are beyond words.

It's just - "Chef Gu, please take it easy."

With the rice made like this, the cook, who is never hungry, would rush to snatch it, let alone others?

Is it possible that the servants are going to send a meal, and let Commander Chen and the others arrange two hundred guards to protect him?
Old Du muttered, his face was full of worry, Gu Xiang couldn't help coughing a few times with a smile, he only regarded him as a compliment, and called the little helpers to start agitating the bellows, and soon the water in several large pots began to boil , Gu Xiang took a deep breath, and suddenly picked up the muddy basin, and for the sake of speed and not paying attention to technique, he rolled and flicked the chopsticks in a very bold and unrestrained manner.

Countless batter was thrown into the water bit by bit, but none of them leaked out, and they were stirred gently while being thrown.

With the high fire cooking, soon, the paste boiled and rolled, and the ham was covered with vegetable paste. At first glance, it was colorful, but it overflowed with a strong fragrance.

Gu Xiang stirred it with a spoon, and the bubbles brought out a sticky ham ball. The color was full and bright, and the salty smell came out. You can tell the deliciousness just by looking at it.

Once the shrimp oil is poured in, the taste is even more fragrant.

Old Du was dazed for a moment, his eyes followed Gu Xiang's spoon back and forth, and the government servants, clerks, and all kinds of people outside the kitchen couldn't help but look sideways.

Gu Xiang was not too polite, first he took out a large basin and put it on the cart, and pushed it to Lao Du and the others: "Everyone will share a point, and the brothers in the county government will also share a point."

This is called getting the moon first if you are close to the water, and no one is welcome.

The pimple soup is really cooked, and it is indeed full of weight. However, after a few pots of glutinous glutinous rice, boiled into so many large pots of pimples in one go, it is actually very thick, and you can directly insert chopsticks into it without seeing the slightest tilt.

Gu Xiang filled half a bowl himself, tasted it a little, and then nodded as soon as he tasted it. Seafood with ham really enhances the taste. Although only half a piece of ham was used, a bowl of seafood was nothing more, but several pots The bland batter is sweet and delicious.

Lao Du lightly pushed the pot of seafood pimple soup out, and soon a bunch of small tails fell behind him. The little helpers in the kitchen who were temporarily taking turns stared at the big pot of soup one by one.

After Lao Du put all the pimple soup into a bowl, he sent someone to deliver it to Wang Zhixian, Zhou County Captain, and other people in the yamen, there was still a small half of the bowl left, and the group hurriedly found a place to sit down.

"Master, make cakes."

The children turned out all the biscuits they had saved on weekdays, baked them and served them to the table with special discernment.

Lao Du also took out the preserved meat sauce.

Everyone looked at each other, without saying a word, buried their heads in eating hard, a mouthful of cooking cakes and a mouthful of pimple soup, snoring, everyone was eating so much that they didn't have time to lift their heads.

Not far from the back hall of the county government office, Wang Zhixian also ate to the point of tears: "It's a good thing that I didn't die. If I die and find out that I missed such a delicious meal, I won't be reconciled."

County Captain Zhou held the bowl, but stared out of the window with deep eyes, and suddenly sighed: "Hey."

This county lieutenant is a modest official at any rate, not as good as a cook.