Chapter 7 Black stick marinated noodles
It was getting dark.
The hot dish bureau in the inner dining room was guarded inside and out, and Cui Dahai of Changle Palace came to visit halfway, looking hurried, "The saint is here!" Ready to eat? Grandpa Bai handed over the list, Cui Dahai looked at it, changed the osmanthus nectar into cucumber ice balls, put the list in his pocket, and hurried to the inner palace.
After that, a little eunuch came, sweating profusely, and nodded to Grandpa Bai, "Master Bai, Aunt Sujin has seen the list, and she will call for dinner at about Mohai." Aunt Sujin asked a small message, you have enough experience, this depends on your craftsmanship! ”
Grandpa Bai nodded calmly and rewarded the little eunuch with a silver bun.
Han Chuan glanced at the little eunuch more, white and pure, fifteen or sixteen years old, he looked quite good, and he looked like an honest man with a pair of inverted triangular eyes, Han Chuan sent him out of the inner dining room with his heels, and said with a smile, "My father-in-law has worked hard." The first to take the list was from Grandpa Cui, and now Grandpa Cui is waiting in front of the saint and the concubine? ”
The little eunuch wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, looked at Han Chuan twice, and couldn't hide his surprise for a moment, "This sister is good, just call me Xiao Zhuozi." ”
Listening to Han Chuan talking about Cui Dahai, Xiao Zhuozi's back was straight, and Han Chuan's eyes were a little more playful and showing off, "The Cui father-in-law in my sister's mouth is my master, and he is very valued by the lady concubine, and now he is waiting for him closely!" ”
While walking out, he leaned towards Han Chuan's side.
"If my sister has something to do in the future, bring a letter to Changle Palace to find my little Zhuozi." Xiao Zhuozi's elbow was about to stick to Han Chuan's chest, "Don't dare to say anything else, the rouge pollen and silk flower sachets in the inner palace, sister, you have a word." ”
Sister, your uncle!
Han Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, quietly pulled away from the distance, and sent Xiao Zhuozi out of the inner dining room.
Back in the dining room, Grandpa Bai pressed the black stick head with one hand, took the chopsticks with the other hand to remove the fish scales, and after disemboweling and cleaning up, he grabbed the thicker end of the fish body with his left hand, and clamped the fish body with chopsticks with his right hand.
Grandpa Bai's thumb spun quickly, and the plate turned to Han Chuan.
Wash your hands with a bundle of hair, and pick the fish bones while dipping them in water to prevent the fine spines from sticking to the fish.
It's a delicate job.
The palace does not like to give the master fresh fish, one is that the fish is fresh, the inner dining room to the inner palace to copy the path to run, the long half an hour, the meal is delivered, the fish is already old, the second is afraid that the fish spines are not clean, if the nobles are stuck, it is a felony of the nine clans.
Han Chuan didn't want to go into the inner palace to see Xu Yi, let alone see the king of Hades decades in advance, so he took the truth seriously three times before he started to get up.
As the sky gradually darkened, the lights came on in the inner dining room, and apart from the regular sound of slaughtering and cutting, there was only the sound of firewood rustling and burning.
Grandpa Bai holds a big spoon, peels bamboo shoots and chops mushrooms, the knife rises and falls, the bamboo shoots are as thin as paper, the large kitchen knife is oblique outward, a bamboo shoot slice is fried in lard, and then put the green onion and ginger to choke the fragrance, the basket scoops the green onion and ginger slices do not use, put the fish head, tail and belly, fry until golden on both sides, pour the broth, and boil over a hot fire.
After a while, the umami, the fragrance, the sweetness of the bamboo shoots, and the sticky taste unique to the black stick popped up in the dining room.
Mince the fish meat with Chuan, boil the soup in another pot, put the fish and soy sauce, refined salt, and chicken vegetarian into the domestic fire and boil it over a warm fire. After boiling the fish soup, Han Chuan turned around and prepared cold green bamboo shoots and small tea balls.
This is the first time Bai Sixi has seen Han Chuan cooking big dishes when he enters the palace, and his eyes are bright and dumbfounded.
Well... How so?
In the past, the beauty of the Han is beautiful, the beauty is in the skin, the beauty is in the figure, and the beauty is in the beautiful facial features.
Han Chuan behind the stove, suddenly gave birth to a momentum, the pot started the stove and flowed, the hemp slip was decisive, a spoon was dug down without half a minute of hesitation, there was a drop without regrets, until the death of the free and easy.
The Bai family has been an imperial chef for generations, he has never been a good cook, haven't you seen it?
Han Chuan has a fan in his hand, and he feels similar to the temperament of the top master - the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl is her grandfather's assistant cook, and there is no one who is dissatisfied in the inner dining room where she eats by hand, this... This is the growth path of a top master!
Bai Sixi looked at the cucumber in his hand.
He's better dig melons honestly first....
Grandpa Bai made the soup base, Han Chuan made the marinade, and the white case kneaded the noodles, and the three parties started the pot and turned off the stove at about the same time. Grandpa Bai finally checked, dusted the wet flour and stirred it in the fish marinade, then cooked the noodles in hot water and put them into a semi-cold basin of water, passed the mucus on the noodles, and then dusted the water droplets with a claw fence.
It was Xiao Zhuozi who came to pick up the food.
Grandpa Bai explained in a deep voice, "Please add salt to the soup base at the end of the soup base when the small kitchen finally combines the marinade, soup base and noodles, otherwise the marinade will be thin." ”
Xiao Zhuozi nodded again and again and wrote it down, and made a bitter face, "Please leave a few masters later?" In case the saint has to add food again overnight, although according to the rules, the small kitchen is on top first, but you also know..."
Grandpa Bai sneered, nodded and waved his hand to show that he understood.
What kind of virtue is the small kitchen of the inner palace, he knows it very well!
How delicious can the group of girls in the kitchenette of the inner palace cook? If you don't starve, it's done!
After waiting for half an hour, someone came to the inner palace, Grandpa Bai opened the food box, the black stick braised noodles were almost used, there were some noodles left, and a few side dishes were also eaten, but there were still a lot of cucumber ice balls left.
The guard room is afraid that the stove fire will be extinguished when the saint passes the meal again, so two people have to be left to guard the stove.
Han Chuan sat by the stove with a small stool, shaking the firewood with an iron skewer from time to time.
The firelight is reflected on the side of Han Chuan, quiet and peaceful, and the dog-like bangs are also a little cute.
Sixi sat next to Han Chuan, and after a while of fighting between heaven and man in his heart, he finally asked, "Chu'er, why did you order black stick marinade noodles at that time?" ”
In order to show that he was not unconvinced, Sixi hurriedly said again, "After listening to your explanation, I know that it is not good to pick shark fin with ham." But I didn't figure it out, how can I just use black stick marinated noodles? Black stick noodles are Jiangnan cuisine, and the available ingredients are not expensive. Although I haven't been in the palace for a long time, I have also heard that the saint has preferred young and lively concubines over the years, and Concubine Yang Shu has been..."
Sixi didn't continue.
Han Chuan calmly answered, "It's been a while since I fell out of favor." ”
Sixi looked around, and nodded when he saw that there was really no one.
Han Chuan laughed, "Concubine Yang has been with the saint since she was in the palace, giving birth to children for the saint, and often accompanying her, it is precisely because of this love that the saint will come to see Concubine Shu because of a bunch of begonia flowers." ”
I don't know why.
When Han Chuan said these words, his heart ached.
Han Chuan lowered his eyes, and the latte skewers poked the fire again, "Whether the ingredients are expensive or not, whether the ingredients are rich or not, are secondary." For the saint, the concubine is his homely taste. Sea cucumber shark fin is often available, but the home-style taste is not often available, and the black stick fish marinated noodles are a home-cooked supper that the saint loved to eat when he dived. ”
Sixi nodded thoughtfully.
Han Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, trying to bring up the anger in his voice, thinking about it, he threw a booklet from his arms to Sixi, Nunu mouth, "Turn to page twenty-three, the more important reason is this." ”
Sixi obediently opened it and read it carefully.
"Snakehead, snakehead has seven stars, warm sex, strong kidney meridians."
Strong Kidney Meridian....
The saint calls for food, and generally after the same room calls for water...
At this time, a black stick halo noodle that strengthens the kidney meridian...
Sixi looked at Han Chuan's eyes, revealing sincere admiration.