"I'm here all the time, why do you still bring a shoehorn, how embarrassing. ”

Mo Xingle stood by the door, followed the subordinates to welcome Ah Yao to the kitchen, and instructed the subordinates to move Xiao Mazha, he sat at the door and watched Ah Yao cook, saying that he was embarrassed, looking at the sea fish and shrimp brought by Ah Yao, his face was very beautiful. "There are vegetables at home, I asked my subordinates to buy them in the morning, how fresh. ”

"Master Mochizuki asked someone to bring it, you have helped a lot several times, and it is not difficult to cook one or two more dishes. Ah Yao tied her apron, took a bamboo plaque to select ingredients, and quickly sketched the recipe in her mind.

Mo Xingle's family has eight people, the actual family banquet is only 6 people, making eight dishes and one soup, and finally the dessert uses nine dumplings to respond to the scene, among which there are two old people, a child who is in the period of changing teeth, the teeth are not good, and the dishes need to be accommodated to them.

Ah Yao thought about it, and put in another brick of tofu, the bamboo plaque was heavy, and there were colorful meat dishes neatly stacked inside.

The elderly and children have bad teeth, and the vegetarian dishes are a good crab roe tofu, a fish-flavored shredded eggplant, and wolfberry sprouts in soup, which are soft and delicious.

Cut the tofu into small pieces. During the Dragon Boat Festival, the crab is not fat, and A-Yao uses chopsticks to tie a red salted duck egg instead. The salted duck eggs are cooked, cut in half to dig out the yolks, crushed with a spoon and you can still see the red duck yolks dripping with grease, add a spoonful of chicken broth and pour in the tofu cubes, thicken them after cooking, and put them in a black glazed bowl. The thick yellow soup nests a corner of the white tofu block, puts two shrimp in the middle to decorate, sprinkles with chopped green onions, the thick soup gurgles and bubbles, and the white mist is scattered.

The meat has sweet and sour tenderloin and three sets of duck, egg skin meat rolls, a sweet and sour appetizer, a salty and fragrant soft rotten, and a mouthful of meat and egg seaweed, which is suitable for all ages.

After heating the pot, fry the sea salt first, sprinkle a small spoonful of peppercorns on the ice-crystal-like coarse salt, and heat the salt grains with a very strong fire. Wash and cut off the shrimp, add cooking wine, green onion and ginger, minced garlic pickled, the shrimp itself has a taste of seawater, she makes salt-baked shrimp, no need to put salt to taste, with the way of salt baking to make the shrimp fresh and sweet in the coarse salt stand out.

A smell of salt with the smell of fireworks slowly wafted out of the pot, A-Yao opened the lid, the salt grains on the edge were heated and danced, she turned it with a spatula, the surface of the salt grains at the bottom turned yellowish-brown, as she flipped, the fragrance of peppercorns floated out of the salt, she buried the shrimp in it, and the salt-baked shrimp came to an end for the time being.

Shoot the sea fish on both sides with flour, fry it in the oil pan until it is golden on both sides, soy sauce, green onion and ginger, season it in the pot and add water to stew, and when the sauce is thick and thick, the green onion can be served on the plate. The chopsticks are a little harder, and they pick up a piece of braised sea fish, the sauce of the fish skin is rich, but the fish meat is not affected by too much sauce, the salty fragrance is refreshing, the key is that when Ah Yao handles it, the whole fish is deboned in advance, and the fine bones are removed, and Mo Xingle applauds on the side, and then Ah Yao carries a knife to drive out the troublemakers.

Take out the fish bones and fry them fragrantly, pour them into water and stew them into milky white fish soup, add white melons and kelp, kelp is salty, even salt does not need to be added, wait for the braised sea fish to eat almost and then put on the soup, a bowl of clear soup is enough to relieve greasy.

When she wiped the sweat from her head, it was still dark, and she seemed to hear an exclamation from the dining room: "It's so rich today?"

Just eat happily.

Ah Yao stood on tiptoe and couldn't see their situation, so she could only continue to steam her zongzi for dinner and a small dessert for Mo Xingle's family.

Dining room.

Mo Xingle's family has old and young, grandfather and grandmother, father, mother, and his little nephew sit around a table, his eldest brother is on duty in the criminal department, and his sister-in-law goes back to her parents' house to say that she can't come back to eat. The two old men felt a little pity, the family could not be reunited, Mo Xingle and his father were unhappy: "Leave some vegetables for your eldest brother, the eldest daughter-in-law is too disagreeable! ”

"The old man in my sister-in-law's family is not feeling well, and she is afraid that she will make you unhappy by saying it, so she didn't say it. Mo Xingle scooped a spoonful of crab roe tofu for his grandparents, and sandwiched braised sea fish for his father and mother, "I have to let my eldest brother teach my sister-in-law a good lesson, the family has something to say, how can I twist and pinch and make my father angry, right!"

"Stinky boy, don't think I don't know that you are turning a corner to scold me!" Mo Xingle slapped the table.

Mo Xingle sandwiched another piece of braised sea fish into his bowl: "Don't dare, don't dare." Dad, eat vegetables and eat vegetables. ”

Mo Xingle's father snorted coldly, raised his eyes, and the dishes on the plate were swept by more than half, his father, his wife, and his grandson ate so much that no one had time to pay attention to him. "Dad, if you don't eat again, you're about to eat it all. ”

Mo Xingle scooped a large spoonful of crab roe tofu and poured it on the rice noodles, the clear yellow soup dyed the rice golden yellow, and there were a few trembling tofu pieces on the surface, and then gulped the rice.

"Hmph, what kind of cook do you invite outside, it's expensive and hypocritical, not to mention the waste of materials, and it's not delicious. But if you find a cook who makes a good meal, I will take your last name. Mo Xingle's father hugged his hands.

Mo Xingle was helpless, so he hurriedly grabbed a few more eggplant and wolfberry sprouts with chopsticks, and took advantage of his nephew's chopsticks that were not very good at using them, and forked away a piece of egg and meat roll: "Dad, there is a difference between my surname and your surname and your surname?"

The six-year-old nephew sucked his fingers and pouted: "Milk! Uncle bullies me!"

"Are you embarrassed to grab food with a six-year-old child?" Mo Xingle's mother raised her head in disgust, unceremoniously opened his chopsticks, and took away the duck meat.

Mo Xingle: "......"

The two old men held the soup and squinted their eyes: "It's delicious." Son, if you really don't want to eat, don't waste it, I have a good mouth and can help you solve it. ”

Mo Xingle and his father stared at him, it was so delicious, and he inadvertently noticed that his wife and his grandson were looking at his bowl, "Let her cook a dish again, how can you be so rude, mine." He quickly picked up the bowl and took a bite of the salt-baked shrimp, which tasted ......

It smells so good!

"Although the dish is cold, it is barely edible. Where did you get the cook this time, and how much did it cost?"

"She didn't ask for money, I helped her before. ”

The eyes of the whole family were suddenly focused on Mo Xingle.

"Son, shouldn't the girl be ......?"

Mo Xingle's marriage is a big difficulty, hang the child, persuade not to move, the iceman came to his door to drive away the guests, over time, the iceman recorded him in a small book, who he loved, plus Mo Xingle's eldest brother has a son, their family does not break up, he will go. It's rare that there is a cook who doesn't take his money and makes such a meal that meets the appetite of the whole family, and they think about it a little more.

"Mother, what are you thinking?" Mo Xingle couldn't help but laugh, "I did her a favor, it's just a reward, and the little girl is very small, just a round older than our Bao'er." ”

"At such a young age, she didn't eat, so she called up to take a look. ”

Ah Yao peeled off the leaves of the Jiuzi dumplings in the kitchen, and as soon as she finished arranging the plate, she heard Mo Xingle shouting her name: "Little Yaozhu, now you can serve dessert." ”