That night, Qu Jincun's classmates were ushered in in the neat and clean new house.

Well, to be exact, it should be the same door.

They are all disciples of the master.

Some of them are new to this subject, and some are the backbone of the previous subjects.

Qu Jincun zài is very low-key between them, neither showing Xiàn's excellence, but also not making people despise his talent.

And to feast them at home tonight was actually the master's idea.

For this dinner, Molly got up before dawn and began to prepare food.

Needless to say, big fish and big meat.

The braised hooves and iron egg lion's head were stewed last night.

Today's main dish is actually fresh fish.

The food in the restaurant tastes very rushing, the big fish and meat are in line with the appetite of the poor students, everyone eats very heartily, but the steamed anchovy that Qu Jincun admires the most is not much favored.

For these laypeople, Qu Jincun is both helpless and funny, but most of these fellow disciples he has made are good young people who have experienced the world and know how to deal with people.

The feast lasted from evening to midnight, when the cups and plates were lined up and the wine was all gone.

It was late at night, and they had not yet dispersed.

When it comes to drinking and feasting, it should be full of wine and food.

Because Qu Jincun told her not to go to the guest again, although she couldn't understand his intentions for a while, she obediently did so.

So now she's sitting in the kitchen napping.

The fire was about to be extinguished, and the hot water in the cauldron for Qu Jincun was steaming upward, and Molly was holding on to the warm embers as if she was sleeping.

Just then, something suddenly knocked on the door.

Is Qu Jincun sending off the guests and ready to rest?

Molly was quick to her feet, and before she could rub her eyes and dress up, a hand grabbed her chin.

She was taken aback.

- Qu Jincun has never been like this.

So she hurriedly blinked her eyes vigorously, and then she saw clearly, pinching her chin, and constantly squirting out the smell of wine, it was a young man who stared at her with a drunken red face.

Molly pushed him away with all her might, and without scolding the man for being rude, she hid her face and ran out the door, all the way to the backyard, and closed the door tightly.

——In such a time and space close to the Southern Song Dynasty, in such a strategic world where servants and slaves are like goods that can be traded, she has to guard against it.

Even if she is a raider and cannot be given away or sold by Qu Jincun at will, she can't give him the illusion of "I'm a good hookup".

- Otherwise, with his nervousness, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

Coincidentally, her words unfortunately came true.

As soon as Qu Jincun found out that Senior Brother Fang had gone to change clothes and had not come back for a long time, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

When he followed his instinct to feel the kitchen, he found that Senior Brother Fang, who was full of alcohol, was getting up from the ground scolding.

After understanding what happened, Qu Jincun refused Senior Brother Fang's request to ask for the cook to be used to "get out of the fire".

Without saying a word, he picked up a big broom and swept him out of the house.

When he returned to the table alone, and when the others asked Senior Brother Fang why he hadn't come back, Qu Jincun replied very indifferently.

"He fell in the hut and had to go back and change his clothes."

When everyone heard this, they were angry and funny, and they laughed and scolded "Lao Fang is not promising", so they passed this article so lightly.

After that, some people inevitably despise the surname Fang for not seeing the market, and ordinary family banquets can be drunk to the point of rudeness - therefore, even if Senior Brother Fang repeatedly defended that he was kicked out of the door by Qu Jincun with a broom, no one would believe him.

- Qu Jincun's popularity is still high, so far.

And Qu Jincun's anger did not disappear until dinner the next day.

Knowing that he was working hard outside, Molly made pine nuts that night to appease him.

Cut the fresh fish, cut it from the tail end, and cut off the meat on both sides of the fish little by little along the back of the fish. The head and backbone of the fish are left for later use.

The fish is then cut into wide grains with a transverse oblique knife. Be careful not to cut off the skin of the fish.

Add the marinade to marinate the fish for a quarter of an hour.

Evenly coat the marinated fish, head and backbone with a thin layer of □□.

Add 2 cups of oil to the pot and cook until it is 70% hot, put the fish meat and fish head in the oil and fry it on high heat for 5 minutes until the surface is slightly golden brown, remove and drain the oil.

Then fry the fish under the backbone until it is light yellow, remove and drain the oil.

Leave a little oil in the pot, add seasonings and bring to a boil, then add the three-color beans and cook for a while. Then pour over the □□ water and cook until the sauce is thick, then pour in the fish, sprinkle the pine nuts and serve.

Pine nut fish is a cooking method in Beijing, Sichuan and Shanghai, not the name of the fish. It gets its name from the fact that the fish is cut open and fried until it has a pine-like shape. The boiled sweet and sour sauce is then poured over the fish pieces and topped with a dash of pine nuts to make it crispy.

The fish is crispy and has a delicious and smooth texture, while the fried skin is extra crispy and has a hint of crunch between the lips and teeth.

The sauce is sweet and sour, and unlike the crockpot fish in the sauce, although it is also a sour beet dish, it focuses more on sweetness and aroma, and the taste is quite light when eaten, and it seems that the whole tongue comes alive with the vegetarian sake made from fruits.

The fried fish pieces are crispy and sweet, the meat is smooth, with a bit of sweet and sour, refreshing and delicious.

After eating two bites of fish with crispy pine nuts, Qu Jincun's anxiety was smoothed out a little.

Last night was a little impulsive, but he didn't think he had anything to regret.

The cook is his person, even if Senior Brother Fang looks at her, he has to get the consent of him Qu Jincun himself, let alone want to leave her?

At that time, Molly was witty and avoided the backyard in time, otherwise he would have no face for Senior Brother Fang in front of everyone, and he would offend a little more people later.

Molly couldn't read his expression, but that didn't stop her from deciphering his mood at the moment.

- He must have thought at the moment that he was doing the right thing, very right, very right.

— but that's not right.

- Now that he has decided to fight for his future, he shouldn't be so narrow-minded, any little person can make him thunderous, so what kind of energy is there?

She served him quietly and dined, and her heart was already ready for the words of persuasion to be prepared