Yushanfang

Chapter 54: Chapter 55: Untitled
Lin Xiang glanced at the two with a smile, and for a moment, said calmly: "This dish is called Malatang!"

At this moment, the faces of several people were slightly red, and their mouths were also slightly swollen.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the taste of Malatang. The feeling of the mouth is numb and crispy. The whole tongue seems to be curled up. The taste of chili pepper can enhance people's appetite and taste.

A few days ago when Lin Xiang was making chili powder, he thought of Malatang. He hadn't eaten modern food for a long time at that time, so he thought about making it and tasting it.

But looking at the reactions of the three, the effect should be good.

Han Cui gasped in a "hiss" while still eating, a moment ago, she stopped the chopsticks in her hand, and then wiped her red mouth.

"Get ready, sell it in two days..." Feng Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face was reddish, and he seemed a little unsatisfied.

The tongue is extremely fresh to the touch. Fresh, salty and spicy constantly stimulate the taste buds and spread to every corner of the body. The whole person eats a bowl with soup, which makes people feel endless aftertaste, and the body also has A layer of sweat, it's warm and impressive to eat on a winter day.

"Huchihuchi—" Ah Fu was still sucking heavily, making an unpleasant sound.

Feng Ming frowned, stretched out his hand and hit Ah Fu's back vigorously.

As soon as Ah Fu choked, his whole face turned red.

"Go clean up and open the door!"

Lin Xiang smiled, and when Ah Fu approached, he poured a bowl of water and handed it to him: "Drink some water."

Ah Fu's throat was full of hot and dry, and his whole body seemed to be smoking. He took the bowl and drank it in big gulps.

Feng Ming just tasted it, and he remembered the bowl of bright red food. During the past two days of idle time, although the hall has not yet started selling it, he has already eaten it several times.

But within two days, Lin Xiang started to sell it.

"That's right, when frying chili oil, first add a little more water and stir well, then put it in the pot, so that it will be particularly red when frying, and it will not be particularly spicy." Standing on the side, Lin Xiang Tell Ah Fu.

If it is said that Malatang really has a bowl full of red peppers, then who else can eat it? The taste of numbness is the most important, followed by the spicy taste. It's light, after all, some people in ancient times may not be able to accept spicy "sisi" meals that can't even drink their saliva.

A few days ago, the fermented rice prepared by Feng Ming had been kept in the restaurant, and Lin Xiang's new food came out again, and Feng Ming couldn't help but seal it up.

Lin Xiang came out to clean up the dishes and chopsticks that the guests had used up, and happened to be looking at them, so he walked a few steps closer curiously, and sniffed them. Feng Ming was carefully scooping up the dirty wine in the jar with a spoon.

"It's okay to smell it." Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes and couldn't help commenting.

Feng Ming chuckled, and picked up the bowl with his rounder body.

The rim of the bowl is brought close to the mouth——

Lin Xiang saw a bowl of slightly turbid wine soup rolling down Feng Ming's mouth and throat less and less——

"Ah—" Feng Ming drank it boldly, then wrinkled his face and wiped the wine stains on his mouth.

cluck cluck——

Seeing this, Lin Xiang stared at Feng Ming curiously.

"Yes... it's a little tasteless!" Feng Ming clicked his tongue for a while, and finally said this.

Lin Xiang raised his eyebrows, took the bowl in Feng Ming's hand, scooped out a little bit along the jar of wine, brought it close to his mouth, stuck out his tongue to touch the muddy wine surface, tapped his mouth, and took a sip swallow.

"Ahem——" Lin Xiang suddenly felt that his throat was about to smoke, and frowned in pain, "Isn't this spicy enough?"

It's just that there are tens of thousands of hands scratching in the throat, and the tongue is also burning and numb.

Feng Ming smiled: "Children, of course, don't know how to taste wine." He snatched the bowl from Lin Xiang's hand, and leaned over to ponder his own wine.

Lin Xiang swallowed his saliva, coughed dryly twice, and after the soreness eased a little, he left quite unacceptably.

However, although Lin Xiang is not good at alcohol, he still thinks it is very good to cook with alcohol.

For example, some meat is particularly fishy when cooked, if cooking wine is added, not to mention cooking wine, it is the turbid wine brewed by Feng Ming himself, and the taste will be much reduced.

So, Lin Xiang asked Feng Ming for some to cook, and naturally took some back home quietly.

……

Lin Xiang and Lin Yan ate dinner at home, and then went to Mrs. Wang's house with their clothes and cotton wool.

This time, Lin Xiang didn't forget to bring something, so he asked Lin Yan to open the pickle jar, and put some pickles in it.

Knocking on the door of Mrs. Wang's house, she naturally greeted her warmly.

Lin Xiang handed the bowl to Mrs. Wang, who took it with a smile.

The two thick-headed and tiger-brained children naturally stuck to the smell——

After Mrs. Wang cut a few pieces of radishes and cabbage for each of the two children, she stopped complacently for a moment.

After a while, after washing her hands, Mrs. Wang approached Lin Xiang with an embarrassed smile on her face: "You saw a joke."

Lin Xiang smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, tell me how to make clothes."

Sister-in-law Wang hurried over when she heard the words, and told Lin Xiang carefully.

In the end, Lin Xiang felt a little sleepy, and couldn't open his eyelids, "Sister-in-law, let's stop here today."

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "You can't do it like this. How can you learn how to make clothes in a day or two?"

"It's not like that, I'll put your winter clothes here this year, and I'll make them for you!"

Lin Xiang was so embarrassed, he quickly got up and waved his hands: "No, no!"

Sister-in-law Wang cast a contemptuous glance at Lin Xiang: "How polite are you with my sister-in-law? We haven't been together for a day or two, and you don't feel at ease leaving things alone?"

"No, no." Lin Xiang shook his head quickly.

The key is not to be embarrassed to trouble others.

"In this way, you can leave it alone, and it's not that my sister-in-law said, don't ruin the good fabric in the end with your craftsmanship!"

Lin Xiang looked embarrassed and laughed when he heard the words.

"Let's just put it here. It's okay for me to be idle on weekdays, but it's only a few hours."

Lin Xiang thought about it for a while, and after a while, he still nodded, thinking that what Mrs. Wang said made sense: "Well then, I will trouble my sister."

After thanking him, Lin Xiang immediately felt a sense of relief when he came out of Mrs. Wang's room.

To say that the craftsmanship of making clothes is really not her specialty.

After entering the house in a few steps, Lin Yan had finished tidying up the house.

"It's done, the two of us don't have to worry about clothes this winter." Lin Xiang said boldly.

"how?"

(End of this chapter)