Chapter Seventy-Two: Lotus Blood Duck

I thought that Qingzhu would make ducks, after all, what she is best at is making big dishes, but I didn't expect her to have a whimsical idea to let the fat girl do it, and wanted to taste what the duck made by others tasted like. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The fat girl thought about it, she didn't know how to cook big dishes of duck, stir-fried duck, lotus blood duck, duck stew, these home-cooked dishes would be all available. There's nothing wrong with her coming to do it, and nodded, "Cheng, then I'll do it, Qingzhu, you can make eggplant, Huang Ya, you can make a soup, you will always make soup, right?" ”

Of course, this is the most in line with Huang Ya's mind, she nodded incessantly, and said with a smile, "Of course I will do this, so it's decided, and I'll see me take out my eighteen martial arts in a while." ”

"Flutter!" Qingzhu couldn't help but smile and patted Huang Ya's head, "Are you still eighteen martial arts?" Come on. ”

Of course, there is no beer here, but there is water and wine! The water and wine in the kitchen are all locked, "Qingzhu, do you have water and wine at home?" I'm going to use it for cooking in a while, can I go to your house and bring a little bit? ”

Qingzhu blinked, "You mean, you need water and wine to make ducks?" ”

The fat girl nodded, "Wine can be fishy, and it is also a seasoning, but this is all up to my mother to do this, and I don't know if it suits your appetite." ”

Regardless of whether it suited his appetite or not, Qingzhu was very curious, ran home non-stop, and shouted into the house when he entered the door, "Mother, mother, where is our wine?" Give me a bowl. ”

Qingzhu's mother thought she had heard it wrong, and came out of the house with a frown, "What do you want?" ”

Qingzhu hurriedly ran over, holding a bowl, looking anxious, "Oh, mother, I want a bowl of wine, give it to me." ”

"Smack!" With a sound, Qingzhu slapped her on the back heavily, "I'll kill you disobedient girl, you, are you drinking now?" Who taught you to drink? Who allowed you to drink? Also, they came to me to ask for a drink, and I saw that I didn't teach you a good lesson today. ”

Qingzhu was suddenly beaten, his eyes widened, he stomped his feet, and said anxiously, "Mother, you, where do you want to go, I, I don't drink, this wine is used to cook." Give it to me. ”

"Huh?" The raised hand suddenly paused, and Qingzhu's mother frowned, "Is it really used to cook?" In fact, she didn't believe that her daughter wanted to drink, but just now, as soon as this dead girl entered the door, she wanted to drink, and her angry soul flew away.

"Are you really going to drink?"

"Mother!" Qingzhu shouted, "When have you ever seen me drinking?" I hate my dad drinking the most. Give me a bowl of wine, I'm still waiting for it. ”

When Qingzhu hurriedly broke the wine from her mother's hand, she thought about it all the way and felt funny.

In the kitchen, Huang Ya and Fat Ya have already cut all the dishes to be made, the fire is also burning, Fat Ya has already begun to fry duck, Qingzhu's wine came, poured down, and suddenly the aroma of the wine mixed with the aroma of duck came to the nose.

Huang Ya couldn't help but shrug her little nose, leaned over to the fat girl's side, and looked at the duck in the pot with wide eyes, "Fat girl, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, this duck is really like it, I didn't expect the duck with wine to be so fragrant." ”

Qingzhu is also the head of the jaw, and it is the first time she has seen a duck with almost a bowl of wine. Suddenly, a question came to mind, "Fat girl, this, there is so much wine in this duck, will we get drunk after we eat?" ”

The fat girl was stunned for a moment, and shook her head with an embarrassed face, "This, probably not." I haven't heard of anyone getting drunk after eating duck, probably not. Don't you drink when you make ducks on weekdays? "It stands to reason that this wine has been a condiment for cooking for a long time, and it is impossible not to know that it can be fishy when you put wine.

Qingzhu shook his head, "I don't know, I never let go of wine when I saw Mother Li making ducks before." ”

The fat girl suddenly thought of the problem, by the way, this is in ancient times, the ancient times of news and its blockage. In this era, your own recipe will never be leaked to others. There must be people in this world who know the role of cooking wine, but they may not share it with others. As a result, ordinary people still don't know anything about it.

"Well, our family is also thinking about it by ourselves, too, the Li family's cooking has been passed down from generation to generation, Qingzhu, you must learn more authentically, we are all wild roads, how to follow the taste." The fat girl laughed.

The fat girl made the lotus blood duck, and the reason why she made this dish was because: hehe, she herself misses the taste of the lotus blood duck very much. As soon as the dish is baked, the aroma is immediately tangy. Huang Ya couldn't help but follow the aroma from the stove to the table. The fat girl who watched couldn't help but laugh.

gave her a pair of chopsticks, "Huang Ya, you taste it first, it doesn't suit your appetite, isn't it too spicy, I just put a little too much chili pepper." ”

"Well, then you're welcome, sisters, I'll taste it for you first." Huang Ya couldn't wait to grab a chopstick, eat it in her mouth, and only remember to nod.

Thumbs up, "It's delicious, it's really delicious, it's appetizing, and it's not fishy, it's a little spicy, but I like it." This duck is fried just right, not old or tender, very delicious, green bamboo, you can also try it. ”

Qingzhu was making eggplant and responded, "I'll be here soon, and I'll be fine right away." ”

After two quarters of an hour's effort, one meat, one vegetable and one soup, it was ready. The three of them sat on their chairs, looking at the dishes with all the flavors and flavors, and they all smiled. Huang Ya, this girl still doesn't know where to get a pot of tea.

"Come, let's replace wine with tea, toast first, congratulations on our happy meal, happy to eat, hehehehe......"

Just after the three of them replaced the wine with tea and drank the tea, someone suddenly pushed the door in.

"Three girls, this is going to eat?" It wasn't someone else who came in, it was Mother Li, who saw a meat, a vegetarian and a soup on the table, and smiled brightly, "It seems that you made a good meal by yourself for the first meal, Qingzhu, your second brother bought it?" Which of you made this dish? ”

The fat girl hurriedly brought a chair over, and explained with a smile, "Mother Li, you do it, or you can try it too, and give us some advice." This is all bought by the second brother of Qingzhu, the soup is made by Huang Ya, the eggplant is made of Qingzhu, and the duck is made by myself. ”

Qingzhu had already washed a set of dishes and chopsticks, but Li's mother didn't shirk and took a sip of soup, "Well, Huang Ya has just started cooking, it's not bad." After another bite of eggplant, he looked at Qingzhu, "In terms of cooking, you have always had a talent, and if you want to say that the most difficult dish is not to be a poultry and beast, but to make a home-cooked dish into a precious taste." ”

In the end, Li's mother caught a piece of duck and ate it in her mouth, frowning suddenly. I picked up the chopsticks again, pinched a piece, and never let go of my brows.

The fat girls who watched looked at each other.