A bowl of soup before a meal is better than a good medicine.

Yu Qiu first filled himself half a bowl of Guangyu Mountain Mushroom Soup, scooped a tablespoon with a spoon, and took a sip gently.

The soup was already very viscous, and it looked very tempting on the silver spoon, and it was almost jelly.

The first thing you feel when you hold it in your mouth is an abnormal umami and tenderness, and the smooth and tender mushrooms slide around in your mouth, and the ultimate delicacy immediately lifts people's spirits, as if the pores of the whole body are opened at the same time, which is very refreshing. Before I could feel the other flavors, the slippery soup had been swallowed unconsciously, and I felt like I had an endless aftertaste.

Wu Meili hurriedly filled a big bowl as well, and she filled five or six pieces of fish meat before she noticed the difference in this fish, and asked in a lost voice: "Why is this fish like this?

Everyone Dingqing saw that the scales on each piece of fish were there, although the taste was very good, but everyone was not a barbarian who drank blood, and all of a sudden, they all stopped. Zhuang Ting hurriedly explained, "It's not that it can't be killed, but this fish is the best and most delicious, not on the fish meat, but on the fish scales, everyone has never heard of it, this kind of fish is called light fish, it was impossible to breed before, although it is possible now, but the bare fish can be sold for more than three years, but the light fish we eat now is not farmed, but wild in the deep pool of dozens of meters, this fish should be more than ten years, I heard that it was night when it was caught, and when the flashlight shone, it actually made a cry." ”

Shang Luoyu obviously didn't believe it, and sneered, "It should be the baby fish that made the cry, this fish can also cry?"

Zhuang Ting was not angry, "I don't know if it is refined or not, but even if it is a light fish farmed in a reservoir, the water has to use mountain spring water, and one has to be cultivated for more than three years, and only feed bread worms and vegetables, so that the light fish raised are slender and long, less fat, and the meat is firm, and the market is in short supply." As far as I know, there are so many large and small deep pools in Qingxi County, there is only one deep pool, there are very few light fish in it, and it is not easy to catch, so how rare this light fish is you think about it. ”

As soon as he heard that it was so rare, Li Liang hurriedly started to fill a big bowl first, and the others were not polite, but Xu Yanbin hesitated, "Can you really eat these fish scales?"

Anyone who has eaten seafood knows that if the fish scales are not scraped clean, there will be a fishy smell, especially the freshwater fish has a heavier earthy taste, and how hard the fish scales are for so many years.

When she said this, everyone hesitated, everyone hadn't noticed it when Wu Meili asked just now, but now Xu Yanbin said it directly, everyone understands, could it be that Zhuang Ting made a mistake in front of the horse, and the expert died professionally, and even his sister looked at his younger brother suspiciously.

Zhuang Ting smiled mysteriously, "Xiaoxi, do you believe me or not?

Shang Luoyu was about to stop it, Huang Yixi's nose fanned slightly, and he immediately sniffed out that this milky white soup looked simple, but in fact it was rich in content and extremely delicious. Without saying a word, she scooped up a piece of fish meat and swallowed it, chewed it, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the more she chewed, the faster she chewed, and then she spoke, "It's delicious, it's the first time I know that fish scales can be eaten." ”

Everyone still doesn't believe it, who doesn't know that fish scales have no taste and are very good, and they are not afraid of cutting their throats in the world, Huang Yixi doesn't know if he discussed with Zhuang Ting to play everyone.

"It's really delicious, if you don't eat it, I'm welcome. Huang Yixi continued to put fish pieces in her mouth, she especially liked the side with fish scales, it tasted sticky and crunchy, and it was very sweet.

"This kind of light fish can only be caught at night, the darker the scales on its body are brighter and shining, so it is called light fish, in addition to the delicious fish meat, the fish scales are the most nourishing, and there is a reputation of a drop of blood in a piece of fish scales. ”

Seeing that everyone raised their spoons one after another, Zhuang Ting was satisfied, and when he finished speaking, he found that Li Liang, who was the fastest starter, had already filled the second bowl, and the soup in Kang Mingyang's bowl was almost finished, so he hurriedly started to fill a bowl himself, pretending not to see the condemning eyes of everyone, just kidding, the cook is not a good eater. He quickly poured the remaining fish soup into Huang Yixi's bowl.

Everyone looked at the guy with soup in only the remaining two bowls condemningly, Zhuang Ting shook his head, "This salted bamboo shoot bun was originally for everyone to eat with the fish soup, but I didn't expect everyone to be so hungry, the whole pot of fish soup was drunk, and I could only let the kitchen serve another dish of meatballs and vegetable soup." ”

Zhuang Zhu looked at Huang Yixi, who still had soup in the bowl, regretfully, and sighed, "I look at this younger brother now, and I feel the same as the son who married his daughter-in-law and forgot his mother, only food can solve his worries." After speaking, he reached out to get a salted bamboo shoot bun, ate it in his mouth, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, "This salted bamboo shoot bun is quite distinctive, brother, how do you do this?"

Zhuang Ting smiled and looked at Huang Yixi dotingly, Shang Luoyu thought that it was not good, there was a story of two more people, as he expected, he only listened to Zhuang Ting's story.

"This salted bamboo shoot bun is still Xiao Xi helped me think of it, the salted bamboo shoot bun I used to make was made according to the traditional salted bamboo shoot bun, the original one is very simple, and the salted bamboo shoot bun of Qingxi cuisine is the same, the skin is glutinous rice, Ma Lantou, brown sugar. The main raw materials of the filling are raw bamboo shoots, pork and condiments, the outer skin is sweet and tender after steaming, the filling is salty and fragrant, sweet and salty, the salty bamboo shoots in this way, although it is delicious, but one person eats one and is also a little greasy. And because Malan Tou is only edible with young leaves and young stems from March to April, it has seasonality, so this salted bamboo shoot bun has always been only available in spring, and it is impossible in autumn and winter. ”

Zhuang Ting looked at Huang Yixi as he spoke, Shang Luoyu felt that Zhuang Ting in front of him was very eye-catching, and the originally delicious salted bamboo shoot buns suddenly became sour, as if someone had poured a few bottles of vinegar into the filling.

Zhuang Ting said simply, but in fact it is not simple, to wash the glutinous rice, soak it, grind it into a pulp, pour it into a white muslin bag and slowly press off the water, and become glutinous rice puree. Then select wild and tender purple chrysanthemum in the field, wash it and put it into the pot to cook, take it out and press it dry, put it in a stone mortar to homogenize without slag, and turn it into purple chrysanthemum mud. Mix the glutinous rice puree, purple chrysanthemum puree and brown sugar together and knead well.

How can modern people have the leisure to do this kind of manual work, and they all eat steamed buns made by machines.

Li Min's mood is even lower, his little friend has two such excellent men who like it, take care of her, he should be happy for her, but why is he so uncomfortable? Those two men are not his favorite type, how can this be, could it be that he is jealous of her happiness?