The bamboo sunflower is extremely umami, in order not to take away the umami of the chicken soup, but just the icing on the cake. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Gillian only took half of the chopped pieces, and after the bamboo sun had fully soaked the flavor of the chicken soup, she added salt to remove the clay pot from the copper stove wrapped in a thick cloth.

Now it's time to start stir-frying vegetarian dishes, and the kitchen of Songshi Zhai is very large. There are four mouthfuls in the pot alone, so Gillian and Zhuge began to fry vegetarian dishes in one pot by one.

Stir-frying is necessary to use a cast iron pan to heat the oil. However, in the Han Dynasty, there was no stir-frying, and cooking was mainly steamed, boiled, and stewed. But now that she has an iron pot, Gillian naturally refuses to let go of the opportunity to toss the cook to improve the quality of life.

Stir-frying is very simple, put oil in a hot pan, pour the ingredients and stir-fry.

Without stir-frying, life is half the fun.

So after arriving at Songshi Zhai, I asked Zhuge to make a few wooden shovels. After only one stir-fry, the old lady was conquered. On the face, she just casually said that her cooking was delicious, and the kitchen would hand it over to her in the future.

After heating the pan, add the butter, which is much better with vegetable oil. But in the Han Dynasty, before Zhang Qian brought back flax from the Western Regions in the Han Dynasty, what could be used was the oil of cattle, sheep and pigs.

After the oil melted in the pot, Gillian stir-fried the minced garlic and hurriedly put the vegetables to life. After stir-frying slightly, add salt, and fry the vegetables before they wilt.

As soon as she served it, Zhuge's leek scrambled eggs were also ready. The two of them put the rice and chopsticks on the table, and beckoned everyone to eat.

Zhang Boda was so tired and tight at the end of the day that he almost didn't even have the strength to move. But when he walked in with his eyes on the doorframe, he could not understand his pain if he had not worked hungry.

He used to think that he would not be in the way if he didn't eat for a few days, but since he didn't finish his work on time and didn't eat dinner for several days in a row, he went to bed hungry. He had a clear understanding that he could starve to death without eating, not to mention that although the meals cooked by Zhonggong and her two maidservants were simple but delicious.

Sure enough, after only a few steps forward, he smelled the fragrance, and he had already put two dishes and one soup in front of his food table. The yellow, yellow, green and green made people very appetizing, and he knelt down in front of the desk and waited for the old lady on the chairman to start using chopsticks before he began to eat.

The first thing he tasted was the scrambled eggs with leeks, which were fluffy and golden brown with the lard, and the fresh leeks were flipped a few times on high heat before they came out of the pan. Although they are two very common ingredients, they have a strange aroma and are particularly tempting to people's appetites. The fragrance of leeks is wrapped in the tenderness of eggs, which makes people eat it with corn.

The old lady first ate stir-fried garlic and wead, and when people are old, they love the natural taste of this vegetable. But if the vegetables are steamed with water, they always lose their taste, so he drinks a lot of vegetable soup.

But in this way, the fried cabbage with minced garlic is full of fragrance, as if walking in the field of early spring. It's light and light, and it's very comfortable.

The bamboo sunflower of the Han Dynasty is naturally fresh and tender, and with the mellow fragrance of the wild bamboo chicken living in the forest, the taste must be wonderful. So Gillian has three masters and servants, and she has been looking forward to it for a long time. First, pick up a bowl of fragrant boiling soup, blow open the thin layer of golden oil skin on the chicken soup, revealing the snow-white soup. Happily, I drank one sip after another without pause. I only felt that my lips and teeth were fragrant, my stomach was warm, and I sweated on my forehead before I put down the soup bowl.

began to eat thick and thin bamboo chicken, although the old lady loves etiquette norms, but also not pedantic. Therefore, when a few people encounter meat with bones, they simply get started, and it is not enough to eat the meat on the outside, but to carefully absorb the umami on the bones. In a place like chicken thighs, you can still eat bone marrow, which is even more fragrant.

Just two dishes and one soup, but a few people ate it with relish. From the beginning to the end, no one wanted to speak, and they were satisfied until they ate the food cleanly.

After eating, Zhu Ge and Xue Wu went to the kitchen to wash. Gillian went to the old lady's study to serve a pot of warm **** for the old lady, and people love a little sweetness when they are old.

In the study, the old lady was reading a book, and Zhang Boda was working hard in front of the bookcase. Gillian put down the silver kettle gently and was about to take the door out.

The old lady stopped Gillian, "At the beginning of February, someone came to deliver wild rice, and you took your two maids to get it outside the battle." Make a few dishes like today's that are worthy of the mushroom rice, and tell the person who delivers something if you are missing. ”

Wild rice? Anyone else sends?

It turns out that the daily expenses of this turquoise stone Zhai, and someone else takes care of it?

The old man of Songshizhai is really getting more and more mysterious, Gillian was slightly shocked. His face was silent, and he nodded slightly to show that he knew.

Zhang Boda was writing an article on the silk book and listened to the old lady's instructions. With a slight shake of his hand, a little ink was rendered on the silk. But he calmly continued to write, but the old lady didn't plan to let him go, and after Gillian took the door out, he jokingly said, "What? Do you think you wasted that wild rice before? ”

The room is warm like spring, the dark fragrance floats, and it is intoxicating. Zhang Boda was refreshed when he heard this, shook his head lightly, and still focused on the bookcase.

Seeing this, the old lady didn't force him anymore, and it was almost dusk and the sunset mixed with the snow and light were cast in the house, which was a little cooler.

However, the old lady lost the silk book in his hand, got up and looked at the red plum more than two feet in the vase carved with Hetian white jade on the case.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon

White jade bottle, red plum blossom.

The color alone is as beautiful as a painting, not to mention that the shape and meaning are more and more beautiful and make people tremble. There are horizontal branches and branches branching out next to it, or like a cockroach, or like a zombie worm, or lonely like a pen, or densely gathered like a forest, and the red plum on the branch is sparse and floating, and the dark fragrance is faint.

It is just in line with the beauty of Mei to the curve, and the straight is not posture; Take the beauty as the beauty, and there is no scenery in the right way; The principle of sparseness is beauty, and density is stateless.

The green jade four-flower ear cover furnace is now lit with a very light smell and only uses incense to calm the nerves, so that this plum fragrance wafts in the room, drilling into the tip of people's nose and hair, and the tip of the heart.

It's really pleasing to be, the girl in Dou Yifang's room still teaches the middle palace well. There is also a bit of taste, the old lady walked to the window and pushed open the window to see the snow after enjoying it.

The green mountain house is lined with a backline, and the stream door is passed in front of it. The white clouds surround the green bamboo, and the distant mountains spread the valley.

The old lady's study was facing a courtyard of bamboo, and it was standing straight in the snow. The old lady loved the straight and fragrant bamboo all her life, and every time she looked at the bamboo, she felt that it made him refreshed. Although it is a cold winter, it is still covered with snow, and the green shade is still visible and lush.

Dusk, white snow, green bamboo, red mansions.

It's a wonderful picture.

It's just that when the old lady's eyes turned to the Red Mansion, she couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time. He thought of her, although the Red Mansion was built for her, and all the decorations were based on her hobbies.

But she hadn't stayed for a day, and she didn't even know that he had built a red mansion for her, fulfilling her expectations.

She couldn't belong to him, which was doomed when the first meeting planted the roots of love. It's just that I still can't forget it. So, he was with her all the time. After her absence, I miss her.

Her building is called Zhonggong Residence, and now she thinks about it a little impulsively. But it seems to be the best choice, because they have the same eyes.

When it is quiet, it is like a pool of clear water, and when it laughs, it is like a crescent moon's eyes.

Even the middle palace is more moving and radiant than between her eyes. When she was young, she probably couldn't match the middle palace, but a pair of talking eyes made her a lot brighter.

It's just that later these eyes gradually changed, more majestic and less bright.

This is also the reason why when she saw that the Middle Palace asked her to live in the Red Mansion, she should live in the Red Mansion with such a pair of eyes as bright as pearls and jade.

The old lady stared at the Red Mansion and was distracted. (To be continued.) )