But after walking around, I found that there was only this one selling pork in this vegetable market, and the business was not bad, so the butcher could close the stall early.

I don't know if there is meat in the big kitchen, if she only buys vegetarian dishes today, there is no meat in the big kitchen...... Sitting at a table of vegetarian banquets, how can you talk about replenishing Zhou You'an's body?

Song Jingshu frowned and continued to walk forward.

Leng Buding saw that there was a fish seller in front of him!

Song Jingshu's eyes lit up and hurriedly walked over.

The little brother who sold the fish seemed to be about the same age as her, and when he saw Song Jingshu coming to see the fish, he smiled and said, "Girl, my fish is fresh!" I just caught them from the river, and they're almost all sold, except for the last two. ”

"If you want, I'll give you a cheaper."

Looking at the little brother's dark skin, he should have been sunburned.

The sun in this spring day is indeed the easiest to tan.

The little brother's clothes were still wet and dripping with water, so it could be seen that he had just come up from the river.

These were two grass carp, swimming flexibly in the barrel, and Song Jingshu asked, "How did this fish sell?" ”

"I'll give you both of these two, and I'll count you as ten copper plates."

The little brother smiled happily.

"So cheap?"

Song Jingshu was a little surprised, and handed him a piece of broken silver, "Don't look for it, hurry up and go back and change your clothes!" Don't catch a cold! ”

The little brother was even more surprised than hers.

Looking at Song Jingshu's clean and quiet dress, I thought it was a young lady from a big family in Ningwu Town...... But if it is a young lady, there should be a maid to serve her, how can the young lady come out to buy vegetables in person?

But looking at Song Jingshu's atmospheric appearance, he doesn't look like a maid.

It's not like an ordinary girl or woman, the little brother can't figure out her identity for a while.

He scratched his head and said a little crampedly, "That's too much, even if I give you change, there won't be so many copper plates." You'd better give me the copper plate, I won't need it so much. ”

While speaking, the little brother used a straw rope to string the two fish together and handed them to Song Jingshu.

"No, take it."

Song Jingshu took the fish, smiled and walked away.

It had just rained heavily two days ago, and it was a good time to fish.

Song Jingshu thought in his heart that he would go down to the river to fish tomorrow.

If you're lucky, you can catch prawns and crabs from the river, and you'll be a delicacy that you can't describe in words!

Thinking of this, Song Jingshu couldn't help but drool.

After buying some more vegetarian dishes, Song Jingshu returned to Zhou's house with the loot.

Zhou Youan was still checking the account book in the study, Bizhu was sitting under the porch shaking a fan, and when she saw Song Jingshu coming back with a fish, she couldn't help but stand up with a blank face and said, "What are you doing when you get this thing back?" ”

"What's wrong?"

Song Jingshu was puzzled.

From the time she came to the Zhou family to the present, she had never seen fish appear on the Zhou family's dinner table.

Seeing Bizhu so nervous at this moment, Song Jingshu couldn't help but think, could it be that Zhou Youan is allergic to seafood and fish?

"Are you going to make it for the young master?"

Bizhu asked with a straight face, "I kindly advise you, the young master can't eat fish, you can quickly take it out and throw it away." ”

"Why?"

The more Bizhu didn't explain the reason, the more Song Jingshu was puzzled, so he gave full play to the spirit of 100,000 whys and made up his mind to get to the bottom of it.

If Zhou Youan is really allergic, it's a big deal that she eats it herself.

But if it weren't for allergies, she would have the confidence to make Zhou Youan fall in love with eating fish.

"I won't talk to you more, you'd better take it out and throw it away. If you don't give up and want to give it to the young master......"

Speaking of this, Bi Zhu couldn't help but sneer, staring at her as if she was watching a good show, "When the young master gets angry, you will bear the consequences yourself." ”

After speaking, Bizhu shook the fan and walked away.

Song Jingshu pursed her mouth and carried the fish into the small kitchen.

Since she was ready to wake up her cooking skills that had been "dusted" for months, Zhou Youan's small kitchen has become her usefulness.

Seeing that the sun was in the west, Song Jingshu sped up his movements.

I still thought that these two fish were bought, one steamed and the other boiled, but Bizhu's specious words made Song Jingshu uncertain.

To tell the truth, Zhou Youan's fire is indeed terrifying.

But he has never been angry with her, and Song Jingshu is still grateful in his heart.

Thinking that Zhou Youan was a guest of the Zhou family, it was inconvenient to be angry with her, so he treated her politely...... Song Jingshu, who was an afterthought in the matter of feelings, probably guessed Zhou Youan's thoughts, but he was slow to think, how could Zhou Youan really fall in love with her as a village girl?

Therefore, I pressed that unrealistic idea into my heart.

But she didn't know that what seemed to her was an unrealistic idea, but it was actually Zhou Youan's real purpose.

"It seems that I have to leave a piece of Ming'er to eat again."

Song Jingshu grabbed one of the grass carp in the wooden barrel, leaving a slightly larger one to swim around in the water, and grabbed the smaller one, preparing to use this one first to try why Zhou Youan didn't like to eat fish.

In the 21st century, she was a Sichuan girl.

In my hometown, people are not happy.

For food, it is even more dedicated.

Song Jingshu's cooking skills are also Sichuan-flavored.

During this time in the Zhou family, seeing that the people here prefer sweets, Zhou Youan's appetite is not very good. Even if the kitchen mothers-in-law tried to cook for him, he still couldn't eat much.

Song Jingshu couldn't help but think, could it be that Zhou Youan doesn't like sweets and likes spicy ones?

The kitchenette currently only has kitchen utensils, as well as the dishes she just bought.

There are a lot of ingredients in the big kitchen, but there is nothing Song Jingshu needs.

After she washed the fish, she stirred it with garlic slices, ginger slices, soy sauce, and a little white wine, and spread it evenly on the fish.

There is no cooking wine, so I have to replace it with liquor, otherwise the fishy smell cannot be removed.

Subsequently, Song Jingshu began to cut chili peppers.

She bought two kinds of green and red peppers, cut them all into small pieces, cut the ginger and garlic, prepared peppercorns, salt, and the general seasoning.

As for what kind of chicken essence and the like, it hasn't been invented yet.

Song Jingshu couldn't help but think that if she researched some seasonings and dishes that are not available now, would she be loved by everyone?!

"Braised fish, then a fish-flavored eggplant, cold green bamboo shoots, mashed potato cakes, it should be enough to eat."

Song Jingshu muttered to herself while looking at the ingredients in front of her and thinking about what to do.

Suddenly, she patted her forehead, "How did I forget the steamed rice!" ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly began to light the fire, washing rice and steaming rice.

In the 21st century, there are rice cookers and other pots, and you can mix rice and water together and press the power supply. At present, it is necessary not only to burn the fire, but also to boil the water, and when it is finished, the rice must be salvaged and filtered, and the rice soup can finally be put into the pot for the second time.

In her native dialect, it's called "controlling dry rice".