The leaves brought by Ning Le were very mixed, mostly cabbage, but also celery, coriander, garlic sprouts, tomatoes, sprouted soybeans and some fragmented wild vegetables.

Aftertaste stood in the kitchen, looking at her smile in the face of a pot of vegetables that had been cleaned and cleaned, and was very surprised, this kind of behavior was completely insulting the chef's personality and profession, in the face of such behavior, she was not only not angry, but gladly accepted, if he had been before, he would have smashed the basket of rotten vegetable leaves on the head of the person who dared to play with him, beat him violently, and then ordered someone to throw him out of the restaurant, but she gladly accepted such an insulting provocation, and also planned to go all out, It's as if there is no self-esteem.

Because the washed vegetable leaves are too fragmented, they can be cooked directly without cutting at all, Su Miao returned to the stove with the vegetable basin in her hand, and opened the small window on the cooking table, which was facing Ning Le, who was sitting in front of the counter. Ning Le, who was amazed that the barley tea here was ridiculously delicious, was startled when she suddenly poked her head out, and Su Miao asked with a smile:

"Do you like meat?"

Because she asked too suddenly, Ning Le nodded subconsciously.

"What about vermicelli and tofu?"

"I don't eat tofu."

"Let's put a little bit of it, my fried tofu is delicious!" After Su Miao finished speaking, she retracted her head.

Ning Le was stunned, then jumped up and said angrily: "You have decided and asked me why you are still asking!" ”

"I'm just asking symbolically, it's not that I'm boasting, the tofu I fried must be the best tofu in the entire Yueliang country." Su Miao's bright smile was full of confidence.

"Hmph, what a boastful woman. The 'Little Sister Chef' at the East Wharf of Changle Street is you, right? Ning Le held his chin with one hand, and hung his head crookedly, staring at her in the window. Asked contemptuously.

"You just came to Changle Town to hear about this, and I am deeply honored." Su Miao said with a smile, add salt, monosodium glutamate, and cooking wine to the minced pork filling, stir vigorously, put eggs and sweet potato starch and continue to stir until the meat filling is sticky, squeeze the meat filling into pork balls, and fry it into golden brown and remove it to control dryness.

"I want to see how you turn a basket of rotten leaves into a delicacy!" Ning Le snorted sympathetically. But he clearly saw Su Miao in the window chuckling, as if he didn't care about his provocation at all, which made him feel very angry.

Su Miao washed and drained the tofu and marinated it with a small amount of salt to taste. After cutting the tofu cubes into moderate pieces, put them in the oil pan and fry them over medium heat until golden brown on all sides, and then dry the oil over high heat before removing from the pan.

Heat the oil in a pan. Put star anise peppercorns in a stir-fry pot. Then add green onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant, then stir-fry the vegetables for a while according to the easy ripeness of the vegetables, pour in soy sauce and cooking wine and stir well. Then pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot, it is advisable to completely cover the vegetables, wait for the water to boil, add the fried meatballs and tofu, and then put the sweet potato vermicelli after two minutes, change the heat to simmer until the vermicelli is soft and rotten, and then add soybean sprouts. Sprinkle in chopped green onions and coriander before almost out of the pan. The chopped green onion and coriander are blanched in the hot soup, bringing out the richer mellow flavor of the chowder itself.

Put peppercorns in hot oil and fry them to make pepper oil. After the chowder was put into the big bowl, a spoonful of peppercorn oil with thick choking fresh hemp was poured down, and a more enthusiastic and stirring fragrance suddenly came from the small window, which actually filled the entire restaurant lobby, causing all diners to start sniffing, eager to go into the kitchen to see what the little sister was cooking and it was so fragrant.

Even the aftertaste was stunned, although he had no sense of taste, but the sense of smell was still easy to use, such a rich fragrance was difficult to imagine if she didn't see it with your own eyes, she was actually made of a basket of rotten vegetable leaves, red and attractive color, rich variety of vegetables, fragrant and strong taste, mainly salty and fresh, mellow and beautiful, with a slight numbness, just smelling it will make people appetizing.

A wisp of vegetable fragrance quietly wafted into Ning Le's nose, who was sitting defenselessly in front of the counter, and for a moment, his heart trembled. This kind of aroma was very familiar to him, and the very familiar aroma seemed to be firmly engraved in the deepest part of his memory, although he could no longer remember where the memory of this fragrance came from, although this fragrance had been lost for a long time, when it was transmitted to the senses again, he still felt very familiar.

Su Miao came out of the kitchen with a big bowl, put it in front of him with a smile, and said simply:

"Eat."

Ning Le glanced at her, the familiar fragrance made him uncomfortable, staring at the spoon in his hand, refusing to move.

"What, don't you dare to eat? When I made a bet, I said that if I can make it, you will eat it, manly man, do you want to play tricks on me in front of so many people? Su Miao saw that he was staring at the vegetable bowl without saying a word, as if stunned, and asked with a smile.

When the diners heard this, they whispered, and they all whispered as if they were laughing at Ning Le for not being planted, not like a handle. Ning Le was enraged by these discussions, and turned his head to stare around, and the people who were talking were silent.

"Who said I didn't dare to eat! Eat it! Ning Le, who was immersed in the strangeness, was interrupted from his train of thought, and said angrily, in order to maintain his male dignity and not be despised, he happily grabbed a spoon and scooped up a large spoonful of chowder, and bravely put it in his mouth.

In an instant, the mellow aroma of pork, the soft and sweet cabbage, the tenderness and deliciousness of tofu, the roundness and smoothness of vermicelli, the lightness and freshness of vegetables, and the rich sauce aroma of meatballs quickly filled the entire mouth.

The ordinary cooking method has cooked a different taste, the crude processing method has cooked a comforting warmth, and the hot aroma that melts on the tip of the tongue and spreads on the entire taste buds makes Ning Le feel excited, and he finally remembered which period of life memory the familiar aroma that made his heart sour and his nose sour. In that memory, which he had long since abandoned and could not find even if he wanted to, he could no longer see his own appearance, nor could he remember the appearance of the person, and the only vague images that could still appear in his dark mind were the tiled houses in the countryside, the charcoal black stove, the chirping of autumn cicadas, and the bowl of soup and vegetable chowder that his taste buds still remembered.

He had long forgotten his mother's appearance, but he remembered the coarse apron that often hung on his slender body, the cough that was suppressed for fear of his worries, and the rough, soft hands that liked to caress his head most while he ate.

I don't know what's wrong, I don't know where it started to sour, the familiar and delicious aroma of vegetables permeates his mouth, but he doesn't feel happy with this familiar and warm feeling, but a pair of big eyes like little tigers unconsciously flush red, and when he subconsciously bows his head for fear of being seen, two teardrops the size of beans fall.

The people around were all stunned, and the little overlord who came to find fault and wanted to kick the restaurant actually cried out without warning after eating a bite of chowder, which is too unreasonable!

Su Miao watched Ning Le rudely wipe his face with his sleeve after shedding two tears, was stunned, and asked:

"It's so delicious that it makes you want to cry?"

"It's unpalatable! It's so unpalatable! Ning Le wiped away his tears roughly, glared at her viciously with a pair of eyes as red as rabbits, and jumped up and roared with two sharp tiger teeth.

Su Miao subconsciously took a half step back, lest he spray saliva on his face, blinked his eyes and said "um", and then asked with a good-natured smile:

"Xiao Lele, do you want to eat steamed buns?"

"Who do you call 'Little Lele'!" Ning Le really roared out this time, so loud that he almost tore off the roof, and he was about to burst his throat.

Su Miao blocked his ears presciently, and when he finished shouting, he took a plate of white flowers and fragrant Daalkali steamed buns that had just come out of the pot and said with a smile:

"Do you want to eat? Chowder with steamed buns is the best! ”

Ning Le stood in front of the counter and glared at her fiercely, but in the end he didn't resist the delicious temptation of eating the big alkali steamed bun with the chowder vegetables in his childhood memory, rudely grabbed a steamed bun and sat down heavily, and ate the chowder with the steamed bun, probably forgetting that this bowl of chowder was made of rotten vegetable leaves he brought.

After eating a bowl of chowder without saying a word, Ning Le's mood was still very bad, he dropped the spoon and got up without saying a word, turning his head to leave.

"Little Lele!" Su Miaoli looked at him from the counter and called out with a smile.

Ning Le's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to stare at her.

"Thank you for your patronage and welcome to your next visit!" Su Miao said with a smile.

Ning Le suddenly became angry because of her smiling face, and shouted angrily at her: "Stupid woman, annoyed to death, less verbose!" He turned around and walked away in a huff.

Su Miao didn't care, solved a troublesome spirit, and returned to the kitchen happily. Without saying a word, he walked to the stove, scooped up the chowder that was still a little left in the pot with a spoon, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"Can you eat it?" Su Miao asked with a smile.

After a while, he put down the spoon and looked at her, and exclaimed meaninglessly: "You can make such a thing out of a basket of rotten vegetable leaves, you are really amazing!" ”

"Turning decay into magic is one of the joys of cooking, isn't it?" Su Miao said with a smile.

Chaos's mind seemed to have been knocked hard, and a corner of Qingming appeared, looking at her in a daze, such a simple comprehension, but he didn't have a sudden resonance until she said it directly, what has he been doing in the past years!

"It just so happened that we were short of a vegetable basket, so he sent it." Su Miao said.

Aftertaste saw that she was fiddling with the vegetable basket, and suddenly remembered, and asked with some displeasure:

"Do you like to put a 'small' word in front of anyone's name?"

Su Miao was stunned for a moment, looked at his somewhat dark face, touched his chin and thought about it, and said with a smile:

"I should only be interested in people who I find interesting, because Tonggui is very boring, so I won't call him that."

"Master......" Tonggui laughed uncontrollably.

At this moment, Su Chan suddenly rushed in and said nervously:

"Second sister, come out quickly, something is wrong!"

Su Miao was stunned. (To be continued......)