In the hall of "Fresh", the window lattices around it are greatly opened, and the wind flows in and out from east to west, and then from west to east.

Latty held the braised pheasant in oil in one hand, smashed it and smashed it, and ate it deliciously, and the other hand tightly wrapped in gauze was placed on the table at will.

Han Chuan smiled and looked at Lati, and he was very happy.

It was the first meal Lati sat up to eat!

Previously, he was lying on the bed, Han Chuan also had injuries on his neck, face, and hands, and he couldn't cook.

Forget it, don't mention it.

The person who runs the restaurant has the most mouth, and it can't be said that it is difficult to swallow, at least it has nothing to do with "just able to eat".

Mama Zhong is okay to cook, in the end, she has been immersed in the court for most of her life, but the stove in the restaurant is high, the pot is heavy and big, Mama Zhong is holding a spatula at the waist, and Han Chuan looks frightened.

In the end, Bai Sixi came over to cook every day, thinking about the old, weak, sick and disabled in a room, so he changed the soup porridge and soup dishes to eat.

Han Chuan can at least drink pickles, the imperial doctor explicitly forbids Lati to eat spicy and stimulating things, so Lati drinks white porridge every day, swallows saliva, although he can't speak, his eyes are quite wet when he looks at Han Chuan - Xiao Shuang'er can't stand it, pulling Han Chuan's sleeves, "... Just give him some meat, right? ”

Han Chuan asked the imperial doctor, and although the wound on Lati's back has not completely healed, it is also growing well, and he can eat oil and meat.

It's the hand that pulls the hand.

The tendons of the left palm were severed, and I could only wait for the palm to slowly recover.

If you can recover, of course, it is the best, but you must also be prepared to not bend your left hand for the rest of your life.

Han Chuan was a little sad.

Latty didn't care, he waved his right hand with a clear eye, which means that his right hand can still move!

Han Chuan was even more sad, often smiling at Lati, and as soon as he got out of the house, tears began to fall.

This stupid boy, the cook's hands are more important than the cook's eyes...

Han Chuan made up his mind to make up for Lati, isn't there still more than half a chance!

Coincidentally, Boss Jia heard the news that Han Chuan and Lati were both sick, and brought a colorful pheasant to visit the patient.

The colorful pheasants, under the spicy hands of the little shuang, turned into bare chicken.

Han Chuan asked the imperial doctor to take a look, the wound on his wrist was scabbed, and the bruises on his face had almost dissipated, only the scar on his neck had not completely healed.

The wound on the neck doesn't delay cooking.

Han Chuan rolled up his sleeves and finally cooked a good meal himself-braised pheasant with net oil.

The pheasant is offended, and the green and red wine, salt, lemongrass and oil are poured into the belly of the chicken, and placed in a wide porcelain bowl and marinated in a well. Net oil is the membrane grease of the pork belly, with the unique fat aroma of pork, washed with warm water, and then rinsed and flattened with cold water to dry. After the pheasant meat is steamed in a pot under cold water, the chicken belly is placed in the middle of the net oil facing up, and then the mushrooms and southern slices are neatly placed on the top of the chicken belly, and then wrapped in the net oil, put them in the porcelain bowl, add the boiled chicken broth, and then put in the green onion knots, ginger slices and the remaining cooking wine and salt, seal the mouth with mulberry paper, steam them for two hours, and take out the green onion and ginger.

Han Chuan divided a whole pheasant into two halves, half of Lati, and half of Mama Zhong, Xiao Shuang'er and herself.

Mama Zhong and Xiao Shuang'er didn't eat it, they said that the pheasant meat was very firewood, and they stuffed their teeth when they ate it, so they were like someone chasing after them, and before they finished speaking, they ran out with the bamboo basket!

A pheasant is not a rare commodity that will disappear after eating this one, and it is worth letting go!

Han Chuan laughed, and his eyes were a little hot when he smiled.

Lati ate sweetly, smiled and took a bite, and then took a sip of the soup.

Well, not bad.

The pheasant is stewed until it is crispy and deboned, and the soup is crystal clear and fragrant. The net oil disappeared in the early morning and melted into the soup, leaving only the unique fat aroma of pork.

Han Chuan squinted, and the boredom that had gradually subsided for days was completely defeated by this final blow!

All turbidity is dissipated.

All uneasiness is gently soothed.

Only the aroma and satiety of the food remains.

There was a sound of "squirming" behind him.

Han Chuan turned his head, but saw this person standing in the corridor, who seemed to be unable to advance or retreat, and was quite in a dilemma.

It's Xiao Su.

Han Chuan got up, his eyes glanced again, fortunately, he didn't follow the Hades behind him.

"Why are you here today?" Han Chuan beckoned Xiao Su to sit, "Does your master want to eat something?" ”

Xiao Su waved his hand and said respectfully, "If you can't afford this 'you', just call Xiao Su." ”

I heard that my master took out a copy of the "Awakening Dream" that had just been specially pasted with a layer of pinched gold wire from his arms, "You don't know, some time ago, our master was..."Xiao Su pointed to the sky, "That person was punished and grounded, and he has been nested in the house for the past few days!" Yesterday, our master found this book in the study, I think you must love to read, so I specially asked the slave to send it to the shopkeeper, you see, if you like to see, there are more in our house, always for you to see. ”

Ahem.

Sometimes.

It's not that the master has to say anything, it's something.

Although the master will not be wrong, but there is a specialization in the art industry, the mind of the girl's family, the master will not be able to touch it - if he can touch it, it will not be so long, and he has not even asked the girl's small words?

Xiao Su became proud, don't look at him as a eunuch, in the Qianqiu Palace, he is the most suitable one for the female envoys up and down!

Han Chuan looked at the delicately wrapped book and pursed his lips.

So did she always like this book, or did Xu Yi think she would like it?

Han Chuan took the book and asked about Xu Yi's grounding, "Why is it grounded?" Did the saints know? ”

I don't think it's right again.

If the saint knew, how could he only punish the ground?

Xiao Su smiled, "The matter of the father and son of the Heavenly Family, the little ones don't know very well." It's just that our grandfather's errand in the ministry was exempted, and he was confined to the mansion, saying that he wanted to make his grandfather reflect on the wall. ”

"These days, the master is very depressed, he has nothing to do every day, and the cook at home is also an ignorant person - on such a hot day, he stews hot soup every day, mixes vegetables with dogwood sauce, or is fried and steamed, which is already hot, and now looking at the dishes on that table, the master is really very little frozen with chopsticks, and people have lost a lot of weight."

Han Chuan felt a little guilty.

Xu Yi was not favored.

Now that he has made trouble, his father doesn't love his mother even more, right?

Even the errands have been wiped out, Xu Yi is so proud of being alone...

"You can't eat without eating!" Han Chuan frowned, "Do you want to go to the official tooth to look for it anymore?" Or go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask and urge every day. If you have a tough attitude, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not care. ”

Xiao Su nodded, "That's right, it's just looking for it immediately, it's really hard to find the right person." ”

Han Chuan thought for a moment, "Otherwise." You look for it first, and don't be in a hurry to find it slowly. ”

In the end, it was because of her that she was punished by the saints.

People still have to know how to repay their gratitude.

Han Chuan finally pursed his lips and smiled, "These days, if King Qin wants to eat, you will come over to serve food." ”