Tang Qian put the plate of duck on the table next to him, and said seriously: "No! Grandma Xie, I really understand! I came here to tell you something!".

When Grandma Xie saw the child's serious expression, she immediately felt that this matter was not simple, and turned her head to call out to her wife who was holding chopsticks in the kitchen: "Old Yuan, come here, don't take chopsticks first, there will be two pieces of duck meat left." ”

Yuan Keying and Yuan Keke sucked their fingers and ran to call grandpa.

Tang Qian didn't say much to this kind old man, so he said a few words: "Don't waste with Vice President Li, you have the conditions to strive for early retirement." ”

Tang Qian left after speaking, she knew that Principal Yuan and Grandma Xie would understand.

Principal Yuan is a very high-spirited person, unlike some people who have a little power in their hands, holding chicken feathers as arrows, if you don't give benefits, he really won't give you what he should do.

Principal Yuan is also particularly attached to the place of Lingzhen, and is used to the life of a small town, when his son took him to Jiangcheng during the summer vacation, he ran back within a week, saying that he was used to watching the children play monkeys in the school mud and sand pool, and he was not used to watching the traffic in Jiangcheng.

However, Principal Yuan did not retire in the end, but Vice President Li united the director and the cashier to put on small shoes for Principal Yuan.

Even if Principal Yuan cited that his son lived a wealthy life in Jiangcheng, it was impossible to be greedy for such a small bargain, and he couldn't stop the villain's desire to pull him down.

Principal Yuan also felt that there was no need to make a big move to let his son be the master of his own position in order to break his position. He had no choice but to admit that Longyou was caught in shallow water, and said to Vice Principal Li at that time: "If you do this, be careful that your children and grandchildren will have retribution." He stopped in Vice President Li's wild laughter.

When Tang Qian knew what Principal Yuan was doing to deal with this matter, she couldn't understand it very much - although his son's power was in Jiangcheng, there had to be someone he knew who could reach out to his own town! If she changed places, she was the role of Principal Yuan, and she would definitely let her son find someone to teach the surnamed Li a hard lesson.

However, Principal Yuan is not her, Principal Yuan just doesn't want to trouble his son, and he didn't think that he had done so many good things in his life, but in his later years, no one dared to stand up and say a word for him.

He said that he was sad, but in fact, he was just cold-hearted by being cold.

When he was the principal, Lingzhen Middle School was only a dilapidated school with only a few tiled buildings, and later under the call of Principal Yuan, overseas and graduated alumni donated money to repair the school building, and also applied to the state for funds to teach the school.

The school also invited a lot of highly capable teachers to come back to teach, and also regularly went to famous schools to learn teaching programs, and then Lingzhen Middle School repeatedly produced a lot of famous high school and university students, Lingzhen Middle School has developed into the current glorious appearance.

Principal Yuan himself is an old professor, and his contribution to this school is a legend that every class of students compete for, and it is natural to be a principal.

What he wants is the tranquility of the primary school and the freedom from the world, and he thinks that what he has not done is no matter how dirty others are, there is no place to start.

However, the times have changed, and President Yuan is still defeated in his own fight, so many years have passed, and those old friends of Yuan School have retired from their original positions, and there are few who can help him, and in the end he was persuaded to retire, and he still has 100% retirement salary.

Tang Qian also met Principal Yuan later, and Principal Yuan was infinitely sentimental when he talked about it, only saying that the most helpless thing in the world was the twilight of the beauty and the end of the hero.

At that time, although Tang Qian was already considered a success, she was tortured by Zhao Yixun's derailment and her own face becoming yellow, and she was told by the old principal Yuan, and she suffered from insomnia for half a month - she was not sad, she was remorseful.

Just like a dish, you should turn off the heat when the heat is just right, you are afraid that it is not cooked enough, and then cook, the heat will pass, and then the dish is dry and meaty, chewing tasteless, it is a pity to abandon it, and it is sad to add sadness.

Tang Qian was thinking about it, and the "recipe" popped up in front of him-

Please make a dish of fried duck blood with leeks

Ingredients: fresh duck blood, leeks

Efficacy: Duck blood has a beneficial laxative effect, is the "scavenger" of human dirt, has a certain prevention and treatment effect on anemia, and is beneficial to malnutrition, kidney disease, cardiovascular disease and post-illness recuperation.

Leeks are a good vegetable to nourish yang and help yang, benefit the liver and spleen, nourish the kidney and warm yang, and the leeks that help the yang and the duck blood that nourish the yin are matched together, which can nourish the liver and warm the spleen and stomach.

Immediate results are seen after consumption.

Tang Qian was stunned, and casually turned over a small milk bowl next to the bowl of duck blood, and sure enough, he saw a shallow layer of fresh duck blood inside.

This fresh duck blood can't be fried directly in the pot, and most of the duck blood fried in that way is broken, the taste is not delicious, and the fishy smell is also heavy.

She thought about it and boiled a large pot of boiling water to dry next to the fan.

Tang Qian mixed the blood of the duck brought by his uncle with the blood rewarded by the "recipe", and after a while he tested the temperature of the water, sprinkled salt into the duck blood in a small basin, and then added warm water and stirred.

Lin Huimin was waiting for the next pot of water to boil: "It seems that we can't stay in this place forever, although your father's position has been retained by Principal Yuan, it is ......"

Lin Jiancheng said: "What a nonsense! Aren't they teachers' families! They are also intellectuals! Look at what is squirting out of this mouth! If you hadn't stopped me just now, I'd have pulled your father out for everyone to see! What a good person!"

Lin Huimin raised his index finger at Lin Jiancheng, and tilted his chin to the window at the end of the courtyard

The soup coriander carefully skimmed off the foam on the duck's blood, and put it aside to let it solidify slowly.

Tang Qian comforted her uncle: "Let's not be like that Granny Li, if we pull my dad out just now and frighten him not to say anything, what if it is passed on to my grandmother?"

Lin Huimin also nodded with palpitations.

Lin Jiancheng didn't think about it, his mouth was still open after listening to it, his face was ugly and he closed his mouth, and after a while, he spit: "That nest of bandits!"

When Tang Qian saw that the duck blood was almost the same, he carefully poured out the whole piece of duck blood and cut it into rectangular slices, the duck blood coagulated very well, the surface was smooth, the cut surface was neat, and there were no bubbles at all.

The duck blood clot is soaked in the soup at the bottom of the pot with red oil for a while, and then it is sandwiched up, dipped in some chili noodles and crushed peanuts, and eaten in one bite, the duck blood is crispy, spicy and warm, and the heart is hot, and the pores around the body are comfortably opened.

Lin Huimin poured the freshly boiled water into the pot, soaked the duck blood under the soup for two minutes and then scooped it up, and the surface of the duck blood quickly turned from dark red to chocolate color.

She poured out the water in the pot, wiped the water dry, added oil, stir-fried garlic cloves in hot oil, shredded red pepper and washed and cut leeks into sections, fried the leeks to a bright green oil, quickly added duck blood, added a little salt, sprinkled a few drops of cooking wine and peanut oil and stir-fried, turned off the heat and started the dish.

The duck blood noodles are as tender as tofu, not mushy or rotten when bitten, crispy and not broken, sandwiched in the chopsticks, but also gently trembling, eating in the mouth is tender and refreshing.

What I ate just now was all sauce and meat, and this time I came back with a stir-fried side dish, and everyone stretched their chopsticks to the duck blood.

Tang Weipeng put duck blood and leeks in his mouth, feeling that the duck blood had to be bitten off with a little effort, his eyes narrowed when he ate it, and he laughed vigorously.

Lin Huimin also smiled happily when she saw it, and her eyes turned red again with laughter.

Yaya didn't forget to support Tang Qian while eating: "Sister Coriander, I'll follow you wherever you go!"

Lin Jiancheng tasted the salty and fresh sweetness of duck blood, and couldn't help but sandwich another piece to relive the elastic taste, he said: "Then go to buy tickets after eating? ”

Tang Qian nodded, sandwiched a few leeks and put them on the duck blood, then rolled up the duck blood, put it between the teeth, and bit it open.

After Tang Qian had eaten, she went to empty the piggy jar in the cabinet in her room—she had taken the money and saved it yesterday, and now there were more than three hundred or four hundred yuan in it.

She brought up the reward interface and saw that the more than 300 pieces were the rewards of green onion rolls, ginger duck and fried duck blood with leeks just now.

She happily went out with the money and went to the station to buy a ticket. She prepared a large plastic bag, found a hidden place, and bought a duck meat, duck intestines and duck blood in the "recipe".

The duck blood was just included in the "recipe" when she was at home just now.

She turned over the duck intestines and rinsed them, sprinkled them with a handful of salt and a spoonful of vinegar, and kept rubbing the duck intestines with sex gloves on her hands.

Zhuang Shize cut ginger slices for her and turned his head in disbelief: "You want to go to Jiangcheng?"

The duck intestines were rubbed out of white foam, and Tang Qian took it and washed it under the faucet: "Yes, the tickets have been bought, and the car will be at 8:50 tomorrow morning." ”

Zhuang Shize cut the ginger slices, carefully coded them, took a green pepper and cut it and washed it.

This news was a bit of a surprise to him, and he thought for a while before he came back to his senses, and asked, "I have to take a ten-hour car ride, and it's night, where do you live?"

"Find a more reliable hotel to stay, anyway, just stay for a night or two, don't be afraid." Tang Qian put ginger and garlic slices into the hot oil and stir-fried fragrant, took the basin containing green peppers from Zhuang Shize, who looked shocked, turned it over sideways, and as soon as the green peppers crashed into it, a burst of spicy pepper smell rushed up, and it smelled very appetizing.

Zhuang Shize still couldn't believe it, this Tang Qian, who still seemed to have never been far away, talked about going to Jiangcheng to find a house, it was as usual as saying hello to you and saying that he would go to the vegetable market and come back.

The aroma of green peppers is getting stronger, and the duck intestines cut into sections are added to the soup coriander, and the cooking wine, soy sauce and light soy sauce are sprayed with a shovel in one hand and sprinkled with soy sauce and light soy sauce in the other.

The tongue of fire at the bottom of the pot rises from time to time, and the cooking wine is sprayed, and the taste is even more mellow.

After a while, the pale yellow duck intestines were fried and rolled up slightly, and a certain section of duck fat in it sizzled to contribute to the aroma, Tang Qian scooped it up with satisfaction, and put the plate back to Zhuang Shize, who was still maintaining the posture of serving the plate.

Tang Qian boiled water to adjust the duck blood, and did not forget to turn around: "You eat this fried duck intestine first, and then there is a stir-fried duck piece to give you a hot bowl of duck blood vermicelli, soon." ”

Zhuang Shize looked at Tang Qian's busy back, opened his mouth, and finally just said an "oh" word.

He put the fried duck intestines to the side, the duck intestines and green peppers are white and green, the soup is ruddy and bright, clip a small piece into the mouth, the texture is light and crisp, slightly spicy, this thin layer of duck fat hanging on the intestine is the finishing touch, without it the duck intestines are crisp but owe a little moisture, with it the duck intestines are the more chewy the more fragrant, the more you chew the more you can't bear to swallow it like this, but then put another section in, and then chew together, these tastes are really very enjoyable.

He looked at the soup coriander that was concentrating on stirring duck blood, and for no reason the corners of his mouth hung a smile, and he didn't worry about her, and walked out of the kitchen.

When the duck blood is waiting to solidify, Tang Qian pours the duck meat into a pot of boiling water, boils it slightly, and the duck pieces are quickly rinsed with cold water as soon as they change.

When she does this, the duck pieces will naturally be oiled and fishy, otherwise too much duck fat will cause a greasy throat feeling when she stir-fries later.

Then she cut the pickled pepper into cubes, sliced the lotus root, and minced the ginger. This lotus root hole is large and even, the sound of cutting is crisp, the soup is just right for stir-frying, and the powder lotus root is suitable for cooking soup, if it is used for stir-frying, it is easy to paste.

Hot pan oil, the oil did not smoke, she poured in the lotus root slices and stir-fried, the color of the lotus root slices darkened, she shoveled out, add a little oil, turn on the high heat, and stir-fry the peppercorns, star anise, and ginger.

The fragrance of star anise was already very strong, and this time the pot went out with the heat of the pot, Mr. Lin was chatting with his son on the phone at the gate, and suddenly sucked in saliva as he spoke, and popped out a sentence: "The fragrance is killing me!"

Mr. Lin's son was baffled by this out-of-the-box sentence: "Do you want to die?

Mr. Lin laughed: "What do you think, I mean 'fragrant'! You are your father who speaks with a local accent! Coriander is stir-frying in it, she said that she wants to take a few days off to go to Jiangcheng, and today is a very rich meal, and I won't be able to eat her dishes for several days!"

Mr. Lin's son was mentioned by his father, and remembered that when his father was doing his birthday, the pot of chicken was soft and smooth, and the mushrooms were crispy and juicy.

After he returned to Jiangcheng, he visited many streets and alleys, but he never ate the chicken stew with mushrooms that was so delicious at the beginning.

The pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms and chicken was stewed very deliciously, neither firewood nor rotten, some shops and even restaurants in Jiangcheng stewed it to the taste, but a chopstick fork down, and when I picked it up again, I forked a bunch of minced meat. Some of the chicken is also soft and smooth, but it is light and tasteless, and the fishy smell of the chicken itself has not been removed, and it is nauseous to eat.

Only the pot that Lingzhen ate at the beginning, all the ingredients are just right, the chicken is chicken and the mushrooms are mushrooms, and there will be no messy stew caused by a pot that is all boring.

In that pot of baiwei, even a piece of chicken is first slippery and then bounced, and the mellow aroma of the chicken that comes out after the soup inhaled into it is chewed and squeezed out repeatedly, the flavor is layered on top of each other, turning between the tip of the tongue and the teeth of the mouth.

The appearance is also very good-looking, the chicken skin is golden, and the plump mushrooms are cut on the face, as if they have absorbed the soup, and you can feel the pleasure of the fragrant soup spraying in the mouth just by looking at it!

Every piece of meat and side dish in that pot of chicken stewed mushrooms made him unforgettable in his life.

Mr. Lin asked his father, "What is the little girl doing when she comes to Jiangcheng?"

"She said she was going...... Yo! yes, why haven't I thought about this stubble! I'll tell you......" Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his thigh, and the consciousness that was soothed by the duck fat fragrance wafting out of it returned to his place, and told his son about the thoughts that had just flashed in his mind.

Mr. Lin said with his eyebrows fluttering, and the shovel in the soup coriander pot was also turned over to see only an afterimage.

Tang Qian's wrist has long been practiced very flexibly, the kung fu of the previous life was not in vain, you need arm strength to hold a shovel, and wrist strength is required to swing a shovel, otherwise every time you stir fry, the whole arm will move, and you will be tired to death!

Stir-fry the duck pieces, be sure to dry the duck pieces and burst out the oil to taste enough.

The soup coriander first heated the pot with oil, stir-fried the indispensable onion and garlic, and then added the boiled duck meat.

At the beginning, you should use medium heat when you burst, and you should be quick when stir-frying, otherwise the duck meat will become charred and woody. The tongue of fire in the pot of soup coriander scurried out, almost licking to the edge of the pot, and still bent the tip into the pot, as if he wanted to rush in and eat a piece of fragrant duck meat first!

Tang Qian held the handle of the long pot steadily, first sprayed a little rice wine into it, the fire suddenly became bigger, she turned the pot a few times with this fire - the pot was pushed out, the spoon was pulled in, and the pot was turned back when the pot was inside, and the duck meat obediently let her bump, the pot was thicker, and the aroma of the meat was raised, and the taste was more intense.

The duck skin turned golden and was quickly stirred out of oil, which was what Mr. Lin had just smelled.

Zhuang Shize couldn't call his uncle one by one, so he took turns calling the other two uncles and sister-in-law, and was surrounded by the smell of Tang Qian, and suddenly felt that he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, as if he hadn't eaten anything good for a few years, and his mouth quickly oozes fluid, and he can't speak well.

At this time, the soup coriander has already put the fire into the chopped pickled pepper and ginger, stir-fry until fragrant, and add the bean paste.

At this time, the duck meat is very easy to color, and after coloring, add the water left over from the previous boiled duck meat, she does not cook the broth, this practice is a very common home practice - pour this water to have both the nutrition of the duck meat and the oil and gas of the duck meat.

Finally, she added some garlic cloves to it and turned on the fire.

The temperature in this pot was already high, and the soup in the pot boiled and tumbled after a while, and the fragrance came out from the edge of the lid.

When the soup noodles are shiny, add garlic sprouts, previously fried lotus root slices and a little freshly chopped chili cubes.

After stir-frying for a while, it is high heat to reduce the juice and remove the plate.

Mr. Lin was the first to rush into the kitchen, quickly took a pair of chopsticks, and did not forget to sè in his mouth: "This duck meat is really a good thing! How did Qianlong Laozi live to that age? I just like duck meat! I won't tell you that I eat this stir-fried duck meat! Ouch, this is so tender!"

Then he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to respond, picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth - slightly spicy and refreshing, garlic covered with fishy flavor, tender and juicy meat, chewing oil and soup seeping on his tongue, telling him to suck a few mouthfuls of soup fiercely, and then continue to chew, "snap" the mobile phone on the dining table, and the wind went to serve rice.

When Zhuang Shize walked into the kitchen quickly, he heard Tang Qian crying and laughing and said to his grandfather: "There are still dishes that are not ready." ”

His grandfather didn't look back, and he didn't care whether people could see it or not, so he nodded his head hastily, took a porcelain spoon and flicked the duck meat aside, and filled a spoonful of rich soup.

With a twist of his wrist, he sprinkled the white and plump rice grains in the bowl, put the spoon in his mouth and swept away the remaining soup, smacked his lips, smiled and mixed the rice, sandwiched two garlic sprouts dipped in the soup on the noodles, and took a big bite.

Zhuang Shize walked to Tang Qian's side, and saw that Tang Qian was scooping up the vermicelli soaked in cold water to control the water, the duck blood had been cut into strips by her, the tofu bubbles cut from the middle, and the dried tofu cut into small pieces, as well as duck liver, rape, and coriander had been washed and placed on the plate, surrounding the two steam stoves in front of her.

Zhuang Shize uncovered one of the pots that was smoking outward, and inside was a tumbling light brown duck soup, occasionally floating a few duck bones with a little meat, and he asked, "How long has this been boiling?

The main reason is that the taste of this soup smells only the pure aroma of duck meat, just like freshly cooked white-cut duck, without any flavor of seasoning, and the fragrance is light, as if a mouthful of fresh and sweet clear soup enters the throat.

Tang Qian glanced into the pot: "You don't need to add it, just take this flavor." ”

She washed the wok, poured half a pot of duck soup into the wok with a large spoon, and boiled it over medium heat.

The soup was originally cooked, but it bubbled up in the wok after a while.

After the pot is boiled, she puts in the prepared duck blood, then puts the tofu puff and dried tofu into the pot, rolls it twice, puts in the small rape, and then puts the soaked vermicelli in, and turns on the high heat.

Zhuang Shize said coldly: "When you go to Jiangcheng, stay at my sister-in-law's house." ”

As soon as Tang Qian heard this, she knew that Zhuang Shize had arranged a place for her, and her heart was suddenly numb with emotion, and her whole body quickly developed a layer of goosebumps - she was so excited that her face was still as light as water.

She knows that Zhuang Shize is like this, when she really regards you as a friend, because of his experience, she is sensitive, and she always understands your difficulties carefully, but she doesn't say it, and silently helps you.

Of course, he will not be so great as to leave a "no thanks, please call me a red scarf" at the end, but he is sincere in giving everything to his friends.

Tang Qian is really glad that she can prevent the tragedy from happening when she comes back from rebirth this time.

The boy's eyebrows were naturally cold, but there was eagerness in his eyes, but most of them were intimidated by the aura that rejected people thousands of miles away, and they could not witness his longing for all the emotions of this world.

She felt her throat be choked and said with difficulty, "Thank you, thank you!"

Tang Qian never had a fake politeness with Zhuang Shize, she needed Zhuang Shize's help, but she didn't know how to speak, and she didn't say anything if she felt that she could handle it when she went to Jiangcheng alone.

But Zhuang Shize has already helped, and she will not refuse, anyway, she will always have a chance to repay this favor in the future.

Zhuang Shize's eyes were slightly crooked with a smile: "Are you writing down my favor in your heart, and are you going to find an opportunity to return it to me in the future?"

Tang Qian was dumbfounded, and Zhuang Shize suddenly had an arrogant look of "I know everything", and I laughed at my grandfather and grabbed duck meat to eat.

The noodle soup in the pot has been boiled, she added some salt to it, rolled a few more times, turned off the fire and first picked up two bowls of vermicelli, then spread duck blood and oil tofu cubes, put on the duck liver that had been cooked a long time ago, sprinkled a layer of coriander on the surface, and washed the miso soup mixed with garlic, vinegar, chili pepper and soy sauce, plus a large spoonful of duck soup, and the vermicelli immediately became fragrant.

As soon as she put this vermicelli soup on the table, Mr. Lin regretted it - he ate two big bowls of rice just now!

The grandson, who knew the amount of food he was eating, also deliberately stood up: "Grandpa, I respect the elderly, I will add another bowl to you." ”

Mr. Lin slapped his wilted grandson on the head: "Stinky boy!"

Mr. Lin couldn't eat it, Aunt Qiong also shared a bowl of this soup bibimbap just now, and when she was stewing duck in the soup before, she couldn't help but eat two big bags to satisfy her hunger.

Everyone was full, and in the end, this bowl of vermicelli soup naturally fell into the hands of Tang Qian.

She first tried a mouthful of duck blood - crispy enough, no blood, and the sauce was sucked just right, fresh.

Then there is the fried tofu, the fried tofu is golden on the outside, loose and porous on the inside, and it is the easiest to absorb the flavor and absorb the soup, which is also the reason why the soup coriander is finally brewed into the miso soup - the tofu is crispy and fragrant on the outside, soft on the inside, and the miso soup is just absorbed, and it oozes out in the mouth as soon as it is sucked down, and the salty fragrance fills the throat.

The taste of the vermicelli is light and peaceful, and the miso soup is fresh and smooth, it absorbs the essence of duck soup, the soup coriander sucks a product of vermicelli, and then bites a piece of duck blood, sucks a mouthful of soup, and suddenly feels that the tip of the tongue and stomach have been greatly satisfied!

Mr. Lin couldn't eat, but the soup was still drinkable, so he said while drinking the soup: "Coriander, I discussed it with my eldest son, aren't you going to stay in Jiangcheng for two days, just stay with him, he has a guest room." The family is all workaholics, and the things that the aunt I asked cooked were either heavy oil and salt or faded out of the birds, so I bothered you to cook for him for a few days. ”

Tang Qian straightened up when he heard this, and the emotion in his heart was incomprehensible, and he hurriedly said: "I'm tired of Lin Lao for me." ”

Although that house is his son's home, he can make his son agree to let her live for a few days, but after all, this is a matter of disturbing others, but Mr. Lin said it sparsely and ordinarily, as if he mentioned it casually, as if it was not a big deal.

Tang Qian was very moved, and then remembered what Zhuang Shize said about staying with his sister-in-law, and suddenly felt ashamed.

Zhuang Shize is picking up a piece of lotus root, "click" and bite, the lotus root is crisp and tender, slightly spicy and spicy, and the aroma of duck meat is also shocked.

Tang Qian looked at Zhuang Shize, caught in a dilemma, Zhuang Shize's eyes signaled that she didn't need to speak first, so she had to sandwich a piece of duck meat to eat, the duck meat was crispy, rotten but not greasy, eat a piece, she was also determined-

In her last life, she faced many storms and sinister villains alone, and the stronger she became, she did not feel aggrieved in the face of other people's attacks, but would try to live better to fight back. After a long time, one of her hearts has long been polished like a diamond.

However, no matter how calmly she can face a betrayal and danger, she is only at a loss for this kind of sincere treatment, and she even feels awkward to say "thank you". Because she felt that just a "thank you" was not enough, she naturally gave birth to a grand plan of "reciprocating the grace of dripping water".

After all, this world is the icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, and no one looked down on her when she had no land or place in her previous life, and even the supplier didn't take her seriously. Later, when her business was getting better, she met a group of friends who drank and meat, and got to know a group of "temperamental people" who seemed to be bold and could eat and laugh loudly on the street with you.

However, there was a problem with her business, and during the period of despair, those who ran away disappeared and didn't even listen to her phone calls.

At that time, her capital turnover was not effective, the capital chain was broken, and those people received the news early, and they were all afraid that she would open her mouth to borrow money, but in fact, she was just sad and wanted to find someone to say a few words.

That day, she stood on the side of the street with her mobile phone, listening to the busy sound on her mobile phone and swore - her soup coriander would never be looked down upon again!

She repacked her mood and returned to business with Zhao Yixun, whose temperament began to become irritable due to frustration, and after a while, the proprietress of the old stall next to her borrowed a large amount of money to pay off the arrears.

Later, after her business was successful again, she directly handed over a subsidiary to the eldest sister to manage.

The eldest sister couldn't refuse, accepted Tang Qian's gift, and managed it with her heart, and later became the best one among Tang Qian's several subsidiaries.

If it weren't for Zhao Yixun and his junior trouble, she would definitely live a better life!

Reliving a lifetime, Tang Qian still maintains this belief, as long as someone is really good to her, she will do her best to repay!

At present, she secretly plans that no matter whether she lives at Zhuang Shize's sister-in-law's house or his uncle's house in the end, she will cook a large table of dishes, and it is best for several of his uncles and sister-in-law to get together, and she can apologize for the trouble.

Zhuang Shize didn't expect that his grandfather would also be concerned about Tang Qian's affairs, he is an old man, he has always been very free and casual, and he feels that it is enough to go out and have a place to live. He occasionally went to Jiangcheng by himself, without telling his son and daughter-in-law, he went to the familiar old alleys to find food, and then found a few old friends to come out for a few drinks.

According to his idea, the small stir-fry in the alley is enough to taste, and the dishes in the big hotel are certainly good-looking, but there are not many memories of the taste when you eat it.

Zhuang Shize was discussing with his grandfather whose house to let Tang Qian go to, and they each called the person they contacted, but the sister-in-law and uncle were on the bar, and they had to call Tang Qian to their house - I really miss Tang Qian's dishes!

In the end, the two of them fought with red faces, Tang Qian had never seen Zhuang Shize like this, nor had he seen Mr. Lin be childish like this, so he quickly flashed aside.

She thought that she had to pack her luggage tonight, and she had to go out with her mother for a while, and maybe she was a little in a hurry, so she decided to make tonight's dinner first-duck soup stew.

After all, she used a duck to cook this meal today, and only half of the fried duck meat was used just now.

She cut the remaining half of the duck meat into pieces, shredded the ginger, and soaked a few dried shiitake mushrooms.

Quickly heat a little oil in the pan, the taste of peanut oil is baked and the ginger shreds are stir-fried, then add peppercorns, pour in the duck meat, fry until the duck meat is white and the duck skin is oily, spray cooking wine, sprinkle a small spoon of salt, a circle of soy sauce, add a little sugar, star anise, cinnamon.

After a while, the duck skin turned completely golden yellow, and the fragrance continued to pour up in the shape of an umbrella, she picked up the wok, poured the duck meat into the pressure cooker prepared next to her, added water to fill the duck meat, and simmered it over medium and low heat.

Here, she washes the wok, then returns the oil and puts in the diced shiitake mushrooms and stir-fries until fragrant.

Finally, add rice to the rice cooker, wash it with two waters, add a few teaspoons of salt and mix well.

She also used to add salt when cooking duck rice, which does not need much, mainly to enhance the flavor of the meat, so that it can completely melt into the rice grains, and the stewed rice will be fragrant.

She didn't simmer the duck in the pressure cooker for too long, washed the rice, sprinkled some green onions into the rice, turned off the fire in the pressure cooker, opened the lid to pick out the star anise cinnamon and peppercorns, and poured the boiled duck meat and soup into it.

Zhuang Shize was debating with him fairly, and suddenly stopped, and both of them looked in the direction of Tang Qian, feeling hungry for no reason.

Mr. Lin said: "Coriander, what are you cooking? You are cooking one pot after another, the old man, I am terrified, is this the last meal?"

Tang Qian smiled, turned around and said: "I may not have enough time tonight, now I will stew you a pot of duck soup and rice, and later I will stir-fry some sauce with garlic oyster sauce and light soy sauce and rock sugar, and if you don't taste good enough at night, the duck meat will be lit with sauce." ”

It is impossible that the dishes made by the soup coriander are not not flavorful, but the sauce she said to fry sounds particularly delicious, and the old and young are busy nodding.

Zhuang Shize suddenly said: "Grandpa, okay, you said to go to your uncle's place, after all, your uncle's place is still the city center, and there are many good real estate and stalls." ”

Mr. Lin smiled proudly: "Have you figured it out? No more noisy? How nice is the city center! Your aunt's air is fresh, but you have to take half an hour to get the coriander out, although you can let the driver pick you up, but it's not convenient!"

Zhuang Shize's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes seemed a little narrow, his eyes flashed, and he said, "I figured it out, you are right!"

Add a little more water to the pot, spread the fried diced shiitake mushrooms, cover the lid, and press the cook button.

She washed her hands, wiped her hands and said to them: "This meal has to be simmered for almost an hour, you don't have to worry about it, it will automatically jump to keep warm, don't pull the plug, let it be warm, and eat it directly at night." ”

Zhuang Shize's eyes were clear, and he was very excited when he sent Tang Qian away.

Mr. Lin always felt that he was being calculated by this grandson.

Early the next morning, Mr. Lin went to the park to play Tai Chi and finally knew what was wrong—his grandson was not at home!

The guy also posted a note on the refrigerator door - Grandpa, eat well, rest well, I'm going to play with my uncle.

Through the note, Mr. Lin seemed to see the smile on his grandson's face.

Tang Qian handed her suitcase to the person who followed the car to load it, and then returned to her seat to see the young man in the seat next to her who was smiling with two rows of small white teeth, and was amused by the impact that was not a little guarded.

She walked over, Zhuang Shize put the small backpack on the luggage rack for her, and said, "My grandfather is old, and he decided to decide who you want to live in." ”

Tang Qian looked at his serious little appearance and said, "Your grandfather must be scolding you at home." ”

The corners of Zhuang Shize's lips were slightly curved, looking at her, smiling without saying a word.

The sunlight outside the window shone in, and he seemed to be immersed in a reassuring soft light, Tang Qian was stunned, and a hard corner in his heart seemed to be collapsing, and he was so crisp that he fell down.

The young man's sword eyebrows flew with determination, his eyes were soft, and he said, "I'll go with you." ”