Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 60 No.60: Cold Shrimp

Here, the old Yuan plucked the feathers of the chicken, while Song Qiu took the bowl of chicken blood and put it there, and then let Zhang Lihua continue to boil the water.

Inviting people to dinner, when people come, of course they have to prepare some pre-dinner snacks for them to eat. There is nothing else in the house, and I will choke on eating melon seeds in this weather.

So Song Qiu has long been thinking about the pea flour given by the shopkeeper of the rice shop. On a hot day, don't be too refreshing to eat a bowl of cold shrimp.

It's just that there are no ice cubes, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether the ice is cold or not, just quench your thirst and smooth your mouth.

Song Qiu took out the small cloth bag of pea flour from the cupboard. There was no colander, so Song Qiu made one himself. He took out the big wicker fence and poked small holes in it with scissors. uniform.

While poking at it, Song Qiu still didn't forget to tell Zhang Lihua: "My family's fence is useless, and your family will borrow the fence later to use it."

Zhang Lihua saw her poking a hole in the good fence, and then heard her words, and said in a daze: "You broke the good fence, is it just to borrow my house's fence?"

"You will know later." Song Qiu laughed, took a clean earthenware basin, poured out half of the pea flour, put in an appropriate amount of cold water, and stirred evenly.

Then I used two clean large wooden basins to fill the cool water that just came from the pressurized well. Set aside on a chopping board next to the stove.

At this moment, the water in the pot boiled, and Song Qiu poured the stirred pea powder into the pot, stirring the pot while pouring.

Until the pea flour is poured down, the pot that has been stirring rapidly has gradually thickened and turned into a sticky batter.

Song Qiu quickly filled up the batter in a clay pot, and then called out to Zhang Lihua, "Lihua, come and help me hold the fence."

Zhang Lihua responded, and Song Qiu quickly scooped up a spoonful of batter with a spatula and put it into the leaky fence, pressing it continuously.

The batter drilled down through the small holes one by one, leaked into the clear water in the wooden basin below, and became individual individuals.

Because this colander is unprofessional, the cold shrimps that leaked out don’t look very good, they are just long strips, but the taste is fine, so don’t be too demanding.

Song Qiu moved quickly, continuously scooping the batter into the strainer and pressing it. Before the batter was dry and thick, it was all turned into cool shrimps with a little green in the clear water.

Zhang Lihua looked at it from the beginning to the end, only to be amazed, "Aqiu, what is this made of! I've never seen it before? How do you eat this? Can it be eaten?"

Old Yuan Shi, who had disemboweled the chicken and cleaned up the internal organs, also looked at the second half, and was also surprised, "I know this pea, but pea powder can make such a food? What's this called?"

With the zongzi in front, although the two were amazed, they didn't doubt at all why Song Qiu could make something they had never seen before.

"This one, I call it cold shrimp." Song Qiu said.

Zhang Lihua looked at it, and said, "Cold shrimp? It slides around in the water, thin strips, even if it looks like that little fish, why is it called cold shrimp? How do you eat this?"

That's because of the colander, anyway, it's called cold shrimp.

Song Qiu said something in his heart, and said, "Wait." Then he changed the water in both basins again, felt that the water was cold and not hot, and then stopped. There were no ice cubes, so he could only rely on In this way, change the water several times to dissipate heat quickly.

After changing the water for the cold prawns to make sure they wouldn’t clump together in the water, Song Qiu washed the pot, poured a little water into the pot, boiled it, put half a catty of brown sugar bought in the morning into it and simmered over low heat cook.

Boil until the brown sugar cubes melt and turn into viscous brown sugar water before filling them in small clay pots.

Then, Song Qiu brought three earthen bowls, poured three spoonfuls of cold shrimp into the three bowls with a strainer, and then poured brown sugar water into the bowls with a small spoon.

"Here, mix the brown sugar water evenly, and you can eat the cold brown sugar shrimp!"

A bowl of cold shrimp, once poured with brown sugar water, it turns into a black and red bowl, which makes people very appetizing.

Brown sugar is a good thing, just drink it with water, it is also sweet.

Old Yuan Shi and Zhang Lihua held up the bowls and took a big gulp impatiently.

There were no extra spoons for them to eat. Fortunately, there was no need for a spoon, and the slippery cold shrimp burrowed into their mouths.

The sweet taste mixed with the soft and refreshing taste of the cold shrimp immediately made people's eyes shine.

Song Qiu also brought a bowl to drink, except that it didn't have the coldness of the later generations, everything else was just right, delicious!

Soon, all three of them drank a bowl of cold shrimp, and they still had something to say.

But there are still other people who haven't eaten, and can only give up, "Okay, put it aside, wait for the guests to come, and drink a bowl first to quench their thirst!"

The pre-dinner snacks are ready, and the next step is to prepare a big meal.

The dishes arranged by Song Qiu tonight are as follows, one stewed chicken with chestnuts, one diced chicken with chilli, one crispy fish, one spicy small crab and shrimp, one steamed meat, one braised large intestine, one stir-fried chicken offal with chilli and pumpkin shreds, A loofah chicken blood soup.

The standard eight dishes, the specification of the banquet.

The staple food is dry rice, which is the most solemn way to entertain guests.

These dishes, from big to small, are arranged one by one.

Song Qiu first arranged the task. The old Yuan Shi peeled the chestnuts. The chestnuts were also given by the owner of the rice shop. They came for nothing.

Zhang Lihua continued to heat up the fire first, and when the pot was hot, Song Qiu poured two bowls of rice into it and stir-fried them in the pot.

Old Yuan Shi was sitting at the table next to him peeling chestnuts. Seeing that the rice was also used for frying, he couldn't help being curious, "What is this for? If you cook the rice, you cook it. Why fry it?"

"Fried the rice noodles and made tamales." Song Qiu said while stirring.

"Flour steamed meat? What is that? Steam the meat and eat it? I've eaten this steamed fish before. How do you eat steamed meat? You still use rice?" Old Yuan couldn't help muttering, but didn't ask any more questions. I'll see later I'll know it when I watch it.

The rice was fried until it turned white, and it looked almost the same as the glutinous rice. Song Qiu quickly filled it up, let it dry in a bowl, and then threw a handful of peppercorns to stir fry.

When the frying was almost done, it was also put up to dry, Song Qiu washed the pot, mixed water into the pot and boiled it, and asked Zhang Lihua to watch the fire while picking up the small pair of nests and pounding the rice into pieces.

I often pound eggplants and peppers, and I am familiar with this thing. When Zhang Lihua heard that he wanted to pound broken rice, he nodded, and took the pestle to start pounding.

Song Qiu hurriedly said: "You cover the opening with your hands, so that the rice jumps in a panic and runs away."

Having said that, I went to pick up the pig intestines to deal with.

It is also troublesome to deal with a large intestine weighing more than ten kilograms.

Otherwise, there will be so many people in the future who like to be very special but don't do it often.

Song Qiu first rinsed the large intestine with clean water, and then carefully cleaned off the fat and oil on the surface of the large intestine. When the outside was clean, he took a chopstick and pressed against the opening to turn the large intestine outward until every piece of intestine was All turned over.

The large intestine is the dirtiest, with a lot of fat and oil, and there are a lot of yellow and green residues. If it is not cleaned, the fatty intestine will be considered useless, and it will not taste good!
So Song Qiu handled it very meticulously, cleaning everything without leaving any residue.

There are many large intestines, so it will inevitably waste time.

The old Yuan family and Zhang Lihua have done their own things well here, and Song Qiu has dealt with all the large intestines here.

Of course, this was not over yet, Song Qiu got up, brought flour over, and poured a large handful into the wooden basin.

Seeing the old Yuan's exclamation again and again, "Aqiu! That's white noodles!"

(End of this chapter)