Sixty-Three: New Year's Dinner (1)
Bean paste!
Lin Xiang's thought suddenly popped up, and he was the first to be pleasantly surprised in his heart.
That's right.
Why hadn't she thought of it before?
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Lin Xiang immediately had two smiles on his face.
"How does it taste like you?" Seeing Lin Yan pick up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat into his mouth, Lin Xiang asked suspiciously.
"En......" Lin Yan frowned his little face, his mouth moved, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
After a while, at the end, Lin Yan stopped his agitated cheeks and looked at Lin Xiang: "It's okay, I just feel that something is missing." β
"I always feel that it is different from what I used to eat in modern times."
Yes.
Lin Xiang nodded, reached out and pinched a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
The faint salty taste wafts on the tip of the tongue, and the spicinessness is a little insufficient, because of the chili pepper, which is not refreshing enough to eat.
When making back to the pot, you can put in tempeh to use, but now the conditions are limited, and Lin Xiang has no other way, but in addition, there is another method, that is, bean paste.
Douban sauce is widely used in spicy dishes, and she herself likes to eat spicy dishes, and all Sichuan dishes basically have bean paste in them.
"In modern times, the food tastes better." Lin Yan chewed for a long time, and finally said a word.
That's right.
Lin Xiang nodded: "I have a little bit of a bottom in my heart about this matter." β
Lin Xiang turned around and continued to cook the following dishes, but he couldn't forget Fang Cai's thoughts in his heart.
Bean paste......
If she prepares the bean paste herself, will it taste good? The materials used to make bean paste are not too difficult, and no matter which brand of bean paste is used in modern times, the taste is not much different.
Chilli, ginger, garlic......
Lin Xiang thought while folding his fingers, and secretly thought to himself.
There are no rare varieties of materials.
In the end, he faintly felt that this idea was feasible, so he firmly kept it in his heart, and was ready to wait for the New Year to go to work in the restaurant and talk to Feng Ming Haosheng.
Lin Xiang set up a fire on the stove here, and stir-fried two more dishes.
"Goo-goo-" added a few bowls of water to the pot, and Lin Xiang put some ingredients, onions, garlic and the like into the soup.
I picked up the half chicken I bought, cleaned the chicken, shaved the bones a little, and put the whole chicken in.
After a while, a faint aroma wafted in front of the stove.
The stewed chicken soup can not only replenish the body, but also eat the leftover soup base, which Lin Xiang wants to use to make something else at night.
A large bowl full of chicken soup was filled by Lin Xiang and placed on the table.
There is no excessive ingredient, a faint layer of oil floats above the light chicken soup, and a few emerald vegetable leaves float on the soup noodles, ups and downs, and the tender and white chicken makes people droop.
Cooked a pot of multigrain rice, because the price of white rice is more expensive, Lin Xiang did not use it all, but in this way, Lin Xiang ate mixed rice is more delicious than pure white rice.
Cold shredded vegetables, stir-fried side dishes, and back to the pot meat, braised shrimp, stewed chicken soup -
Lin Xiang and Lin Yan's noon meal was about to reach their throats.
Touching his round belly, Lin Yan frowned, and with a somewhat painful look, he said, "Oops, it's killing me!" β
Lin Xiang smiled helplessly: "Who told you that you are unproductive!" β
It is not quite right to say that it tastes like the meat in the pot, but Lin Yan didn't eat a bite, and he grabbed the meat slices on the plate and ate them non-stop, he was only five or six years old, and he ate nearly two bowls of rice at noon.
"I'll go out for a walk later, it's not good to hold on." Lin Xiang explained, while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table after eating.
The unfinished meal was covered with a piece of cloth to prevent dust.
On the other hand, I scooped out a lot of rice from it, scooped out most of the chicken soup, and there was no less tender and white chicken, and there was not much left of cold vegetables and shrimp, so I simply divided two bowls and put them all in.
went out and knocked on the door of Wang's sister-in-law's house next door.
Lin Xiang thought that now was the time for the Chinese New Year, so it was better to give some to the neighbors.
Sister-in-law Wang happened to be cooking the New Year's dinner in the evening.
"You're the only one in your family?" Sister-in-law Wang didn't refuse, and asked with a smile while reaching out to take the bowl sent by Lin Xiang.
"Yes." Lin Xiang nodded, and said, "Sister-in-law, the chicken soup is still hot to be delicious." β
Sister-in-law Wang smiled: "You kid, you can't come to our house to eat together at night!" There are more people, and it is a little more lively. β
Where would Lin Xiang agree.
"Hey, what's the trouble, it's not troublesome, my hometown has some reasons, and I won't come for the New Year this year, so the house is not lively, I'm worried about how to get a lot of food!" Sister-in-law Wang said.
Lin Xiang pursed his lips with a smile, naturally knowing that this was just what Sister-in-law Wang said, now in this world, where will there be a problem of how to finish eating when there is too much food.
"Come on, come on, tell my man later, you brought so many times to eat, and when you came back, I asked him to say that his craft is better than mine, and you can also taste my craft!"
Lin Xiang felt that it was interesting when he heard this, thought about it, nodded, and did not excuse himself too much, and said, "Well, I know, sister-in-law, I came with my younger brother in the evening." β
"Remember!"
While leaving Sister-in-law Wang's house, Lin Xiang entered the door and said, "Let's go to Sister-in-law Wang's house for New Year's dinner tonightββ"
When Lin Yan heard this, he immediately jumped up: "What's the matter?" β
He heard that Lin Xiang was going to make something to eat at night, and now although his stomach was uncomfortable, he still reluctantly missed it.
"Go ahead, in short, it's also a piece of kindness."
Lin Xiang thought about it and felt that it was not good to go empty-handed.
Turned around and took out the osmanthus cake I bought a few days ago from the small cabinet at home.
"Huh? I forgot about it! Lin Yan looked at the neatly cut osmanthus cakes, and his mouth instantly began to salivate again.
Lin Xiang glanced at his younger brother: "Don't eat it, you haven't starved to death yet!" β
Lin Yan clicked his mouth twice: "Keep two pieces for meβ"
Lin Xiang was helpless, so he left most of the osmanthus cake in the oiled paper bag, and took out a few pieces to keep at home to eat.
said that he couldn't stand it anymore, but Lin Yan still couldn't help but secretly picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
The sweet and sweet taste suddenly overflowed the mouth, crispy and crispy, but it was a little sticky to the teeth when chewing.
Seeing this, Lin Xiang glared at the other party angrily.
There are few relatives in the family, only Lin Xiang and Lin Yan are quiet, there is nothing to do after lunch, Lin Yan went out for a walk to eat, Lin Xiang took advantage of the time and felt a little sleepy, so he leaned on the couch and slept for a while.
In the afternoon, when it was getting late, Lin Xiang woke up.