On the second day, Mama Zhou asked Ji Shun Jixiang to help make the kitchen, and Mama Li was asking, "Miss, should we find that book today?"

"What book?" asked Eleven Niang, who had just finished breakfast, puzzled.

"Miss, didn't you say yesterday to the second master that you have a book that records the practice of gourd chicken? Because of this, early this morning, the second master called Steward Ming to come and help us get a small kitchen, so why should we find the book after the small kitchen is finished?"

"Oh, this matter-" Eleven Niang remembered this matter in hindsight, she said: "It's okay, I'll look for it later, I'm not afraid if I can't find it, when I watched it, I wrote it down!"

In fact, there is no such book at all, but in order to cover up the excuse that she will make this dish, her mother opened a hotel in her last life, although she was not a foodie in her previous life, and she was not as persistent as some gluttony about food, but this does not mean that she will not be able to cook, in her previous life, in order to take care of that scumbag, she also went to the hotel to learn a lot of private dishes from the chefs!

Thinking of the past, alas, it's really unbearable!

Think far, in fact, there is no mystery in the gourd chicken at all, it is just a very common delicacy in Xi'an in later generations, when making, the chicken is first rinsed in clean water for half an hour, remove the blood, and then drain the chicken, take 1 spoon of salt and 1 spoon of pepper and mix well, and then evenly smear the mixture of pepper and salt on the chicken body and chicken belly, marinate for an hour to taste, and then in order to prevent the chicken from falling apart, tie the chicken tightly with hemp rope, and then put the chicken into the boiling water, add green onion and ginger slices, put in the chicken with star anise, Small packets made of cinnamon and other spices, simmer for half an hour, after it is ready, take out the chicken, soak it in the original soup, put in the ginger slices and green onion segments again, and then put it on the cage drawer and steam it until it is fully cooked. The last step is to fry, add oil to the pot, burn until it is hot, put the chicken that drains the soup into the oil pan and fry it until the skin is golden red, then you can take it out, drain the oil, and bring a small dish of pepper and salt to accompany the food, this is the gourd chicken.

Eleven Niang pretended to look for a morning, and then touched the travelogue that she read last time, read it carefully, and felt that the time was almost there, so she wrote down the practice and read it to Mama Li.

Mama Li's cooking skills are much better than Mama Zhou's, but when she heard this complicated method, she still felt a little big, and muttered: "Miss, no wonder the recipe of this dish will become a secret recipe, where can idlers spend so much time making this dish!"

Fortunately, the ingredients needed for this dish are available at home, so as soon as the small kitchen was set up in the afternoon, Mama Li picked a chicken of about two catties

Xu Zhongyan tasted it and praised it: "Yes, it's really delicious, Eleven Niang, the taste of your dish can open a restaurant!"

After Brother Jun tasted it, he said in surprise: "Eleventh sister, your chicken is even better than the one in the restaurant yesterday!"

Of course, the gourd chicken in the fairy house didn't have spices, but I added a lot of spices.

"Of course, I have a secret recipe for this dish. "Eleven Niang sold Guan Zidao.

The sixth lady, who has always been quiet, actually ate a lot of pieces, she said: "I can't imagine that the eleventh sister still has this kind of craft, I wonder if my sister can go to your yard to learn?"

"Of course you can," Eleven Niang said generously: "I just want Mama Li to teach Mama Gu to cook this dish tomorrow, or the sixth sister will come together in the future!"

"I'm going too, I'm going too!" said the Seventh Lady coaxed aside.

"Okay, you all go, Mama Gu, you heard it, you have to study hard tomorrow. Xu Lushi said with a smile.

"Alas, this is not in a hurry, what is it, Eleven Niang, your book, in addition to introducing the method of gourd chicken, is there any other way to make it?"

Eleven Niang looked at Xu Zhongyan, thought for a moment, and said: "The description of food in that book is only three or two dishes, but in recent years, my niece has read a lot of miscellaneous books and has also written down a lot of food practices, but I used to suffer from the conditions and couldn't implement it, but now I can give it a try, why don't I make a few more dishes in the past few days and give the second uncle a taste?"

Xu Zhongyan nodded and said, "Okay!"

After eating, Eleven Niang returned to her yard, and in order to eliminate food, she walked around for nearly two quarters of an hour, and it was Xiaoxing who accompanied her at this time.

"Xiao Xing, you say, what is the better name of our yard?" Eleven Niang walked and remembered, this yard has not been named yet! The courtyard of the old house, she took the name of "Xia Yuan", because the name has the word "Xia", and now if this yard is still called "Xia Yuan", it will be renamed.

Xiao Xing said, "Miss, do you have any good names in mind?"

Xiao Tao and Xiao Xing's personality is very different, Xiao Tao is lively, Xiao Xing is calm, when asked by the owner, Xiao Tao can always easily tell all the thoughts in his heart to Eleven Niang, Xiao Xing will think about what the master means by asking, and then carefully guess the master's mind to answer. Therefore, if the two of them are on an errand in a real mansion, Xiao Xing may climb very high, and Xiao Tao may still be a maid at the bottom for the rest of her life, but for Eleven Niang, she prefers Xiao Tao's character, there is one thing to say, but this does not mean that she hates Xiao Xing, because Xiao Xing's character is actually forced out.

Eleven Niang walked to the corridor in front of the study, walked back and forth a few times, and then asked, "How about listening to Fengyuan?"

"Listen to Maple Garden?"

"Well, listen to Fengyuan, there was a poet named Du Mu in the previous dynasty, he had a seven-character quatrain, the whole poem is like this: far up the cold mountain stone path slope, there are people in the depths of the white clouds, stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are red in February. There are still a lot of open spaces in front of and behind our yard, so when you look for a few maple trees to plant, in autumn, the scenery is not ordinarily beautiful!

Thinking of this, Eleven Niang walked into the study, asked Xiao Xing to quickly grind the ink, and wrote down the three big characters of "Listen to Fengyuan", and then asked Xiao Xing to take the word to Li Cheng, and asked him to go outside tomorrow to find someone who made a plaque to make a plaque.

Xiao Xing took the order and left.

After eating, Eleven Niang looked at the remaining paper and ink, and remembered that she had not written in the past two days, so she picked up the wolf pen and started her calligraphy practice again.