Yushanfang

Chapter 1 [-]: Broth Stuffed with Bitter Gourd and Roasted Chicken with Glutinous Rice Wine

It is still a familiar thing, a familiar spoon, a familiar cauldron.

At this moment, the flame under the stove was splashing out with sparks.

Lin Xiang looked at the few ingredients on the cutting board and fell into deep thought.

The lobby outside is still noisy: "Go to your grandfather, this is the first time I've seen such a wine shop, see if I don't smash it clean!"

Where the female shopkeeper could bear it, she went up and quarreled with the big man.

In the kitchen, only that girl was by Lin Xiang's side, and the boys in the hall all sneered: "What can you do as a girl? What can you do..." As he spoke, he gave the other party a blank look, full of sarcasm.

Lin Xiang turned a deaf ear and concentrated on her own affairs. She knew that this was a good opportunity for herself. If she could win the shopkeeper's favor, she would be able to work here for a long time.

The weather is very cold in winter, and most people who drink alcohol like to eat vegetables, so soup is indispensable at this moment.

Lin Xiang thought for a while, picked up the bitter gourd and radish in the vegetable basket, picked up a piece of marinated pork on the stove, reached out to pick up the kitchen knife on one side, and "boom, boom, boom" without pause under the eyes of everyone Skillfully cut up.

The boy who was muttering suddenly stopped, and the girl on the side was stunned by his actions.

In an instant, the bitter gourd and radish were cut into smooth thin slices, and the bitter gourd was pickled in clear water to remove the bitter taste.

Picking up a piece of cold pork, he raised the kitchen knife, the light of the knife flashed, and he swung it down in an instant.

The minced meat should be chopped into foam.

Lin Xiang put the cut pork in a small porcelain bowl, stretched out his hand to pinch a little salt and sugar into the meat filling, and then stirred it.

Pepper powder can be used to remove the fishy smell of meat in this dish, but there are no ingredients at the moment. Lin Xiang washed ginger and green onions neatly, cut them into foam, and added a handful of them to the mix.

Knead, stir, let the taste of ginger, green onion, salt and sugar fully blend together.

Putting the prepared stuffing on the side, Lin Xiang added a small amount of water to the pot, and took advantage of the blazing fire under the stove to simmer.

After a while, green onion and ginger were added to the water, and the pickled bitter gourd was filled with the seasoned meat stuffing, and carrot slices were added, thrown into the water one by one, and began to float in the hot water.

After a long while, as the water bubbled upwards, the aroma of bitter gourd and minced meat began to rise up, and a burst of fresh fragrance made people salivate.

"Really, it smells so good!" The waiter squinted his eyes and couldn't help sighing, he had already forgotten the cynicism towards Lin Xiang just now.

Take out the cooked bitter gourd and meat, and place them delicately on the plate one by one, and pour the broth that has just been boiled into the plate, "Clatter——" a large puff of thick smoke sets off the rich The aroma instantly spread to every corner of the kitchen.

The faint taste of bitter gourd, vegetables and fruits, contains the aroma of meat, no fishy smell, and a delicious taste, just smelling it can make people drool.

This is the first dish: broth stuffed with bitter melon.

After doing this, Lin Xiang thought for a while and asked, "Is there any chicken?"

The stunned buddy looked at Lin Xiang's series of skillful movements without sloppiness, and said woodenly: "Yes, it's in the basket next to him." With saliva in his mouth, he couldn't help swallowing. The girl led the way by the nose.

The second course, roasted chicken with glutinous rice wine.

Clean the pot, pour a little lard, add some star anise and cinnamon, and when the oil pot is hot, put the processed large pieces of chicken together with onion and ginger into "crackling" and the oily stars, " Zirazla——" With the smell of meat and heat, the chicken and seasonings were mixed together, and Lin Xiang started to stir fry.

The chicken in the pot is gradually fried to a golden color, with a strong aroma, and white smoke rises up.

As soon as Lin Xiang stretched out his hand, he poured clear water into the pot, and instantly, the smell of meat wafted away.

"Give me some glutinous rice wine!"

"Zi la la—" add rice wine, and the broth boils "gululu" in an instant, then add salt and sugar and stir-fry until it is fully cooked, and the juice is quickly collected.

With a bright color, the burnt yellow meat is wrapped in a layer of thick soup, which is extraordinarily full, steaming, sprinkled with emerald green onions, and the chicken with a light smell of alcohol is just like this. up.

"Don't bring it in soon—?" Lin Xiang asked, holding the plate in his hand, tilting his head and looking at the waiter in doubt.

"Oh!" The young man in the waiting hall swallowed, stood up in a "bass" as if regained consciousness, and reached out to take the aroma-smelling plate and bitter gourd stuffed broth to the outside.

"This is your food!" The waiter tried his best to hold back the saliva in his mouth, and put the food on the table of several strong men with heavy faces.

Why did this scene happen?The matter will go back to two days ago——

On that day of the winter solstice, there was heavy snow on the white streets, and there was a chilly wind blowing from time to time.There are few people on the road, and most of them walk in a hurry.

"Click" the sound of a lone heavy object hitting.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir—" On both sides of the street, a ragged man with disheveled hair who couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank him.

The passers-by only glanced occasionally, and most of them looked disgusted.

Lin Xiang pursed her lips, and there was a trace of a smile on her dirty face, sweet and a little satisfied. Her black pupils were fixed on the small earthen pot on the ground, thinking about something.

With this copper coin, there are twenty copper coins today, and when I go back to the small temple later, I can go back with some hot food, and Xiaoyan doesn't have to be hungry today.

It was getting dark and no one was passing by on the street.

As the cold wind blew, Lin Xiang tightened her thin neckline with her hands, and her lips were a little purple. She moved her legs kneeling on the ground forward, and moved her body forward, hugging the small crock tightly.It seems that today's harvest is these.A little disappointed in my heart, but also a little satisfied.

Shrugging and standing up slowly, his feet trembled, and Lin Xiang almost sat down on the ground again.

My feet hurt so much.

Lin Xiang touched the bottom of her trousers with a dirty finger, and couldn't help rubbing it. After a short rest, she stood up immediately without daring to stay longer.

As he walked forward, the mist from his mouth fluttered.Lin Xiang remembered that there was a steamed stuffed bun shop not far in front. The stuffed steamed stuffed buns in that shop were big and thin, and the soft and glutinous skin and the delicious filling would overflow with a little bit of soup after one bite.

With fluid in his mouth, Lin Xiang quickly stopped his fantasies and walked forward quickly.

The neckline was pulled suddenly, Lin Xiang yelled "Ah!", his neck was tightened for a while, and the earthen pot in his arms was loosened, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "puchi".

"Crack" the brittle jar fell to the ground and shattered into petals. The copper coins inside spun around and fell to the ground.

Lin Xiang rubbed his neck in pain.

"Hehe, there's still money in it." A rough voice sounded above Lin Xiang's head.

Lin Xiang raised his head suddenly, and saw a tall and burly man standing crookedly, with one hand stretched down, bending over to touch the copper coins on the ground.

His chest suddenly suffocated, and Lin Xiang didn't care about the pain in his neck and buttocks. He quickly threw himself forward, and fell to the ground instantly, protecting the broken jar with his hands.

"This is my money." Lin Xiao gritted his teeth firmly.

(End of this chapter)