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It is also a coincidence to say that the family that invited them over was the Meng family where A-Yao lived before, and the maid came over to implement the menu of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with Mochizuki, and the four looked at each other, and the two were surprised.

Mochizuki learned of the cause and effect, and led A-Yao to thank Mrs. Meng, and secretly mentioned to Bird's Nest Ear that only half of the remuneration for the past few days was charged, and confirmed the old lady's dietary taboos with the maid, and asked A-Yao to make a cup of stew.

After marinating the herring, Ah Yao planned to walk out to change her breath.

After preparing the materials for the night, everyone's spirits were a little sluggish, and the bird's nest was arranged by Mochizuki to rest, and when she woke up, it was A-Yao's turn to sleep for a while.

Mochizuki quickly glanced at Ah Yao, who was tiptoeing out: "Don't go too far, there are many guests outside." If you bump into any of your guests and get into trouble, don't think I'll rescue you. ”

"Hey, okay, I'm in the kitchen yard, not far. A-Yao said with a smile.

Out of the kitchen, Leng Buding was blown into the ice slag mixed with rain, and the cold rain hit his face, and the sleepy insects were instantly driven away.

"Conpoy, come back and smear some magnolia paste and then go out, one cold and one hot, do you want your face anymore. Mochizuki shouted from the kitchen.

The cold wind howled, swept the rain into the wind and carried it into the kitchen.

"Whoever puts all the dry goods by the window, put them away!"

"The reeds on the lid of the water tank, that is the East Lake Sanbai brought by the guests, the gold is very expensive, beware of not dying of cold!"

This sudden wind shocked everyone in a hurry, Mochizuki watched the six roads and listened to all directions, such as the general dispatched troops, even A-Yao, who was taking a breath outside the door, ran back to help, and the small riot in the kitchen was quickly suppressed.

After relieving her breath, it is time to prepare stewed soup for Mrs. Meng.

"Do you have any ideas?" Mochizuki asked, seeing her roll up her sleeves and ready to make a big move. Don't look at Mrs. Meng's widowhood, no one comes to visit, and there is only one maid at home to take care of her, but when it comes to the New Year's Festival, there are not a few people who send New Year's gifts, and ingredients from all over the world gather together.

The wolfberry of Zhongning, the chicken heart jujube of Xinzheng, the longan of Xianyou, the pepper of Hanyuan Qingxi, the coconut of Danzhou, the saury of Beijiang, the three white of Donghu, the dried star fruit of the south, and the black male goat of the Saiwai grassland......

"Master Mochizuki, I want to use these to make a chicken soup stew with coconut and ask for help. Ah Yao ordered the ingredients and put them on a lacquer plate to show Mochizuki.

In her last life, she did not touch the spring water with her fingers at home, but she had a clear understanding of all kinds of stews and soups, and her mother often talked about Huaishan to strengthen the spleen, wolfberry to brighten the eyes, and the dried pork lung soup with apricots in the north and south to go to the autumn dryness, and a bowl of pepper pork belly and chicken soup in winter.

I've been exposed to it for many years, and I know some of it.

Stewed chicken with coconut is moist and spleen-invigorating, not only for raising people in summer, but also for drinking in winter.

Mochizuki looked at her materials: "How do you want me to help you?"

"I don't know how to cook yet, how to cut pieces with a knife. Ah Yao smiled and smiled flatteringly.

The old chicken peeled the skin, and Mochizuki said to her while chopping the pieces, and Lisuo scraped off the remaining fat attached to the muscles, "Next time you have to come by yourself, how are you going to get this coconut?"

"Uh-huh. Make a small lid on top of the coconut, and I can do the rest. ”

Mochizuki followed his words, and used a long knife to cut horizontally at the upper half of the coconut, and suddenly the coconut inside overflowed along the knife edge, cut into a coconut cover, and the coconut fragrance wafted, A-Yao came over to smell it, and the fragrance reminded her of the coconut candy she ate during the New Year and the coconut milk she used to drink.

Pour out the coconut water and strain and leave the coconut shells for later use. The chopped chicken pieces are cooked in water, the hollow coconut shell is used as a container to put the chicken pieces, and the coconut is quickly filled, sprinkled with wolfberry, chicken heart dates and longan, and finally the container is re-injected with clear coconut water, soaked over the chicken pieces, sprinkled with a little salt, covered with a coconut cover, covered with a layer of bamboo paper, tied with fine hemp rope, and put it in the steamer to stew for an hour.

The heat catalyzes the delicacy under the action of time, the taste of the old chicken is stewed, accompanied by the fragrance of coconut, the servant woman who is busy in the kitchen follows the fragrance to A-Yao, and asks in a gossipy: "Little sister, what are you doing, Texiang!"

"That's right, the stewed chicken soup is fragrant, what ingredients did you add, I have never smelled this smell. ”

Ah Yao smiled and nodded at their words, and without taking their words, the mouthy and smart-nosed servant woman read out the ingredients of her stew in the same way, except for the coconut who didn't guess it.

The coconut was a round brown fruit covered with "fluffy hair", hard and hollow, but when asked how to cook, they didn't know anything, and they didn't smell the fragrance, and among the many ingredients sent, coconut was one of the things that was ignored.

The servants argued for a long time, but Ah Yao listened to a lot of knowledge about useful ingredients and ingredients, and when they looked at it again, they were all stolen by Ah Yao, so angry that they closed their mouths and scattered like birds and beasts.

As the hours passed, the flavor of the chicken soup became more and more intense, and it became one.

The moment out of the pot, everyone's eyes were focused on Ah Yao's hand, the three-legged Xiaoding propped up the coconut, the bamboo paper was soaked, clinging to the coconut, Ah Yao carefully picked up the small ding and sent it to Mrs. Meng.

"Okay, good, you have a heart...... This should be a person who brought coconuts from Danzhou, right?"

Mrs. Meng had a pleasant face, sniffed the fragrance of coconut, lifted the lid with her own hands, and the sweeter fragrance of coconut wafted out.

From A-Yao's position, the soup noodles are reflective, which is the clear oil boiled by the old chicken itself, not the sweet yellow chicken fat.

"Madame, be careful. ”

"Don't worry, old lady!"

Ah Yao and the maid said hurriedly.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry. Mrs. Meng was amused, scooped up a spoonful of clear soup, the soup base is actually coconut water, the coconut water is slightly sour to neutralize the greasy of the old chicken, wolfberry longan and chicken heart dates enhance the sweetness, fine salt to enhance freshness, smell fragrant, stewed soup is sweet and not greasy, chicken is not old and not old, the old lady drank very satisfied, spoonful after spoonful until the bottom, the chicken was also eaten by her eight or nine times out of ten, this was surprised.

"So I've eaten so much!"

"Old lady, you have eaten so much, what should you do for dinner?" the maid stomped her foot.

"My mouth is full, but my stomach is not full. Mrs. Meng smiled, and asked the maid to go to the inner room to fetch a purse for her and handed it to Ah Yao, the hand was slightly heavy, and Ah Yao subconsciously pushed back: "Madam, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept this." ”

Mrs. Meng: "I don't like to hear this, I eat happily, so I'll give you some gadgets, but you don't want to accept it, and you want to let the old woman and me have a bad year." ”

"Take it, the old lady is happy to eat the thank you gift, and she has to accept the gift you give back. The maid also persuaded.

"That'...... I might as well be respectful. She put the purse away in her inner pocket and patted it again to make sure it didn't fall off, and Mrs. Meng laughed.

(To be continued.) )