Seventy-six, milk fan

Here's the thing, Xiao Baoer heard the news of her master's death, and ran to find Yao Xitong with a gossip heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The main thing is to discuss Yuning, how can a good daughter's family do such a ridiculous thing as betraying herself as a prostitute in order to take revenge on the Yang family! As a result, the topic was not right, Yao Xitong said: The adopted daughter does not teach, so that she is dragged down by her daughter, and this kind of foolish person is dead!

In the dream brought by the rhino incense, the king of Northern Liao died because of her willful behavior. She laughed at Yuning, how did she know that others didn't laugh at her, maybe the king of Northern Liao was a fool who didn't teach his adopted daughter in the eyes of others, and he deserved to be dragged to death by his daughter.

She had never imagined that her father, whom she loved, respected, and greatest, would be infamous for the rest of her life. Yao Xitong's words stung her, and the moment she was hurt, she couldn't help but hit Yao Xitong.

Back in the house, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and she didn't know how to avoid the tragedy that was destined to happen. She wanted to cry loudly, but she was afraid that the crows would worry, so she had to quietly run to the back mountain to cry. Crying and crying, feeling a little hungry, remembering that I bought a sheep today, and if I could find sour berries, I would be able to eat delicious at night.

Eating is the best way to heal grief.

She began to roam the mountains in search of sour berries, which are also available in winter, but are buried under a thick layer of snow and fallen leaves. I found a mountain, but I found another mountain, and I went deeper and deeper into the forest, and accidentally walked to the territory of the blind bear. She deserved to be unlucky, a lone wolf just woke up the blind bear sleeping in a tree hole in order to survive. A wolf and a bear fought to the death, the wolf died, and the bear didn't have a fart, but he was in a bad mood.

The snow began to fall in the sky, and she finally found the sour berry, and before she could rejoice, the blind bear, who was in a bad mood, came out of nowhere, and raised his paw to give it to her.

What kind of person is Xiao Bao'er? If she scratches a little skin, she will be surrounded by subordinates to serve her master, and she was scratched so badly by the bear, how could she bear it, and she planned to kill the bear to vent her anger at that time. She knew that Mao Dong's bear had the worst temperament, and it was very dangerous to kill this beast, but she also knew that this bear had injuries on his body, and if his tactics were used well, he could exhaust him to death.

She fought the bear with great patience. The bear chased her and ran, and if she couldn't run, she would climb the tree, and the bear was infinitely powerful and could uproot the tree, but she was very helpless with her light body. The bear stopped to rest, and she waited for an opportunity to attack in close quarters, constantly stabbing the bear with her dagger. After staying up like this for a day and a night, the bear was cold and tired, and his body was bleeding constantly, and she finally survived to death. The mountains and forests where the two fought were simply a mess, and all the smaller trees were broken by the angry bears, and it was not easy for her to survive.

Xiao Bao'er described the incident to the crow, only saying that she was looking for sour berries and accidentally encountered a mad bear, and did not mention the matter of rhino incense.

It was also inconvenient for the crow to ask carefully, so he only said, "Why did you lie to Yao Xitong?"

Xiao Bao'er pointed to her fingertips and said with a smile, "If I don't lie, how can he be willing to give me such good medicinal materials, and how can he cook and eat food by himself every day?"

The crow asked again, "How long do you plan to stay in Zhongling?"

Xiao Bao'er sighed, "What should come will always come, why think so much." ”

"Why don't you go back to Beiliao?"

Xiao Bao'er didn't speak for a long time, why else? Isn't it all for Xuanze. Seeing that she was silent, the crow changed the subject, "I'll go to the kitchen and take a look, be careful that Uncle He throws away the sour berries you bothered to find." ”

"No, Yao Xitong is passionate about food, and when he sees any fruit, whether he can eat it or not, he will bother to study it. Speaking of this, Xiao Bao'er stretched out her hand to the crow, "Help me up, I want to see the ewes I bought, if I don't produce milk, it will be bad." ”

The crow sighed, and really wanted to ask Xiao Bao'er, she didn't leave for food! When is it, and she is still thinking about goat's milk, "There is already goat's milk in the kitchen, it's not bad, keep it well." ”

Yao Xitong holds the chicks in his left hand and the hen in his right hand. Thinking about whether to use hen stew soup to continue to recuperate Xiao Baoer at night, or stir-fry the chicken with shredded ginger to give her a taste, the diet has been too light recently. Before he entered the door, a strange smell of fried food lingered in his nose, and he smelled the smell and walked to the kitchen, where he saw Xiao Bao'er sleeping on a chaise longue, directing He Bo and the crows to work.

The oil pot was slightly steaming, and He Bo used chopsticks to take out a palm-sized piece of food resembling tofu skin from the pot, which was goose yellow after frying and had bubbles on both sides, which looked delicious.

The crow started another stove, and a small pot was placed on the stove, and goat's milk was boiling in the pot. When Yao Xitong looked over, the goat's milk had already produced bubbles and was about to boil.

Xiao Bao'er said loudly, "Add sour water, add sour water, this temperature is just right." ”

The crow added the transparent sap from the porcelain bowl in his hand to the goat's milk, and saw that the white goat's milk quickly curdled into lumps.

Xiao Bao'er shouted again, "Shake the pot evenly, hurry up." Seeing that all the yogurt in the pot was shaped like a tofu brain, she said, "Remove from the pot, set it aside to cool, pour it on a white cloth for a while, and press off the excess water with your hands." ”

"Tsk!" Yao Xitong smacked his lips, "Our family Xiaoxiao can actually command people to cook, it seems that the injury is almost healed, right?"

"No, I'm just worried that the goat's milk is wasted, and I feel sorry for your silver. She changed the subject, "Do you know what kind of food the magpie just made?"

"This thing is called quiche, also known as milk tofu. There is a poem: 'The camp wind is soft and sandless, and the quiche and sheep crisp are used as sipping tea. ’”

"Quiche comes from the grasslands, and it is said that herders have to herd their flocks to graze in areas where water and grass are abundant, far from the villages and towns, and by the time the milk is brought back from the pastures, the milk has already gone bad. Watching Baihuahua's goat's milk being poured out every day, the herdsmen are distressed but have no way. A clever herdsman was inspired by his neighbor's tofu making and came up with a way to make quiches out of sour syrup and goat's milk. ”

"Wow, it's a shame that you don't go to the imperial dining room to cook!"

"Don't change the subject, goat's milk is hair, you can't eat it. ”

Xiao Bao'er looked at Yao Xitong pitifully, and the latter picked him up from the recliner, "The kitchen is smoky, go back to your room to recuperate, and I'll cook whatever you want to eat after you recover from your injury." Xiao Bao'er was uneasy to be held, and reached out to take a piece of freshly fried food from the plate, Yao Xitong quickly snatched it away and stuffed it into his mouth, "The taste is just sweet, sweet and slightly sour, like fried cheese, what is this?"

"Milk fan. ”

Yao Xitong heard that the name was similar to the quiche, and hurriedly asked, "Is this thing the same as the quiche?"

"The quiche is made of more particular ingredients than the milk fan, and the goat's milk is filtered with gauze three or four times before being boiled in the pot. The process of quiche is to add sour water after the milk boils, and in contrast to the milk fan, fresh milk is added after the sour water boils. Goat milk begins to solidify under the action of acid and heat, at this time it should be stirred quickly, when it becomes a curd, it is kneaded into a cake shape with bamboo chopsticks, and then its two wings are rolled into the chopsticks, and then it is stretched outward like a folding fan, and dried, so it is named milk fan. ”

"Do you want to dry it? So you've been eating since noon? Is there a patient like you who doesn't care about it?"