When Ai Qiaoqiao returned to the old house, it was past noon.

She specially left food for them in the morning, and at noon the two little children served Ye Liyan and ate some casually.

also sent food to the Lan family.

When Ai Qiaoqiao returned, he began to gather for dinner.

What Aunt Ji said to her, she thought about it repeatedly, no matter what aspect, she believed in her father, and he would definitely not do such a thing.

And Old Man Ai's attitude really made her strange.

Every time someone brought it up, he would stop them from talking about it, and if his leg was really broken by her father, how could the old man give her a good face.

Maybe...... The best way is to talk to Mr. Ai about it head-on.

Hiding from it all the time won't solve the problem.

Ai Qiaoqiao made up her mind in her heart, rolled up her sleeves and peeled off the shrimp shell.

Yesterday Zhang Wu gave her some fresh live shrimp, she peeled the shells of the shrimp, drained the shrimp and simply minced them, adding some oil, rice wine, salt, batter and minced chives.

Ai Qiaoqiao's hand stopped when adding starch to the bowl.

The batter she bought in Huai'an City, made from wild vegetable roots, and it was very uneasy to use.

She couldn't help but think of the thick, thick batter her father had made homemade, and she remembered how proudly he told her that it was one of his cooking secrets.

You can't make a thick soup like him with the batter he bought outside.

Ai Qiaoqiao lost her mind for a moment, and an idea to make money flashed through her mind.

By the way, she can make a slurry according to her father's recipe and buy it.

She believes that the shopkeeper Luo who is full of people will be very interested.

In this way, she can earn some money again, and this winter will not be very difficult.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt better, and the movements of her hands became brisk.

After mixing the shrimp filling, start to mix the egg juice again.

She still used the method that her father taught her, rubbing oil directly in a large spoon, then pouring the beaten egg mixture into it, putting it on the fire, and turning the spoon to spread the egg mixture into a round egg skin.

Then take some shrimp filling and put it on the egg skin, and pick it up with chopsticks to form a flowering shape.

She wrapped a total of 10 of them, and the rest were all made of plain flour, with some leeks in addition to the shrimp filling.

It is also because eggs are too expensive, she plans to raise some hens in the future, but even if she raises them now, she will not be able to lay eggs in winter, so she plans to raise them in the spring of the next year.

On one side, she put the siu mai in the steamer, and on the other side, she began to cut the washed eggplant into thick strips and fry them in the pan until golden brown.

In addition to the New Year's Festival, most people rarely fry and eat, mainly because they are afraid of oil.

Listening to the wind and rain favored her in front of Ai Qiaohua, which also moved her a little, so she boldly agreed to make this dish.

One is to thank them, and the other is to better capture their minds.

After draining the oil on the eggplant, Ai Qiaoqiao poured out the oil, used the remaining oil in the pot to fry the ribs, and waited until the two sides were golden brown, she took out the ribs one by one with chopsticks, put a spoonful of sauce in the pot, fried the red oil over low heat, and finally put in the eggplant and the mixed ginger and garlic sauce.

When the juice was cleared over the heat, she put her things into a hot casserole that had been prepared next to her.

Suddenly, the soup boiled in the casserole, bubbling and fragrant.

Ai Qiaoqiao picked out the siu mai from the steamer and put the ten siu mai made of egg skin in a small steamer.

Listen to the wind just stick your head in.

"I'll help."

Ai Qiaoqiao was thinking about going to deliver food to the Lan family first, when she saw the wind coming in, so she put the meal that had left the night into the tray.

Listening to the wind, it didn't move.

"It's so heavy!" Tingfeng was surprised.

The casserole is very heavy, and if it is overturned, it is easy to burn people.

Listening to the wind and rain are all children, she didn't worry about letting them serve it, so she had to entrust them with the errand of delivering food to the Lan family.

The two reluctantly looked at the tray in Ai Qiaoqiao's hand.

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled, "Keep it for you, put it in the pot, and you will come back to eat it later." ”

The two children cheered and went out.

Ai Qiaoqiao went to the East House with a full tray of trays.

Pushing the door in, and when she turned to close it, her hands were no longer strong, and the tray began to shake.

Ai Qiaoqiao saw that the situation was not good, and said "hey".

Ye Liyan was reading a book on the couch, but he noticed it from the moment Ai Qiaoqiao entered the door.

He jumped down and grabbed Ai Qiaoqiao's arm.

But he forgot that his right hand had no strength, and he helped but did not hold it.

The soup splashed in the casserole still fell on the back of Ai Qiaoqiao's hand.

Ai Qiaoqiao gritted her teeth and put the tray on the table, then stuck out her tongue to lick the back of her burned hand.

"I'll see." Nightshade grabbed her wrist with his left hand.

A clear red mark was left on the back of the hand, and a layer of blisters faintly floated in a blink of an eye.

"The casserole is too hot, but fortunately I didn't let the two of them end it." Ai Qiaoqiao didn't care, and stuck out her tongue, "Ye Gongzi, you can eat first, I'll go to the kitchen to get some sauce and spread it." ”

Ye Liyan grabbed her left hand and didn't let go, dragging her quickly to the cabinet by the wall.

He opened the upper drawer of the cabinet and pulled out an azure porcelain vase inside.

"Use this." He opened the cap and a faint fragrance wafted out.

Ai Qiaoqiao was shocked, "This medicine is very expensive, right?" ”

People who are used to cooking have never been burned, and being splashed by oil stars is even more commonplace, when has she ever used such a precious thing.

"Don't ......" Seeing Ye Liyan pick up some ointment from the bottle and apply it to the back of her hand, Ai Qiaoqiao was nervous and at a loss.

"What are you afraid of, I won't charge you for medicine." The slightly lazy voice of the night is displeased.

"You really don't charge me for my medicine?" Ai Qiaoqiao blinked at him.

Ye Liyan froze for her, and lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, "No." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao always felt that there was some chagrin in his answer.

"It's not practical, I used to apply miso and it worked." Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "It's all my fault for being clumsy, let's eat quickly." ”

"What did you just call me?" Ye Liyan's tone was arrogant, and his compelling momentum suddenly appeared.

"Ah...... Yes, it's Big Brother Night. Ai Qiaoqiao's head broke out in sweat.

This miracle doctor is really picky enough.

It's just a title, and he cares so much about her.

Ai Qiaoqiao snatched her hand out of his hand, came to the table, and opened the small cage drawer containing the siu mai.

"This should be eaten hot."

Ye Liwu sat down, and Ai Qiaoqiao picked up a siu mai with chopsticks and put it in front of him.

The golden egg skin reveals the steamed shrimp, like crystal clear agate.

When you bite down gently, the soft egg skin will break when you touch it, and the shrimp inside is refreshing and moist, and the pure soup is mixed with the egg skin, and the aftertaste is endless when chewed.

Eating delicious, but the heart of the night is not a taste.

His gaze fell on the back of Ai Qiaoqiao's hand again.

If it weren't for the weakness of his hands, he wouldn't have been able to catch the weight of the tray.