Chapter 103: What is Affection?

Fang Liang scratched his head and embarrassed: "I forgot that the little lady didn't do it." ”

Fu Shi took a sip of his lips, cut the bacon and changed it to a cutting board, cut the toon sprouts into half a small piece of nail length, and then cut the shepherd's cabbage into small pieces. Take out another piece of tender tofu, cut it into pieces and boil it in boiling water to remove the beany smell.

Scoop up the tofu and blanch the bamboo shoots that have been cut before.

Fu Shiyi commanded Fang Liang: "Pick the soaked shiitake mushrooms, wash them, and don't leave mud and sand." Wash another piece of ginger. ”

Liu Dalang was only responsible for lighting the fire.

Diced tofu, bamboo shoots, and shiitake mushrooms.

Finally, the ginger is cut into foam and slices.

Everything is ready, and Fu Shiyi starts stir-frying.

Heat the lard in a pan, and wait until the milky white lard melts, then add the ginger slices and diced bacon.

When the diced bacon is fried to eight ripe, Fu Shiyi poured in the washed beans, stir-fried evenly, added a little water, and covered the pot - the skin of the beans is thick, and the skin must be boiled until the meat is open in order to absorb the flavor.

At this time, the stewed chicken with mushrooms in another pot should also be cooked.

As soon as Fu Shi lifted the lid of the pot, a stream of hot steam first poured out.

When the steam dissipated, I saw the yellow chicken pieces and brown shiitake mushrooms in the pot. and a thick, transparent layer of golden chicken fat on top of the soup.

With it, there is also a tangy aroma.

The unique aroma of shiitake mushrooms is still covered underneath, and the first thing you smell is the aroma of meat and oil.

The chickens of this year have grown up eating grain and forage, and the meat is tender and the fragrance is pure. It is no exaggeration to say that Fu Shiyi's stewed chicken, Qi Sanniang next door, will definitely be able to smell it.

Fu Shiyi put the chicken broth up, then brush the pot, re-add the oil, wait for the oil to be hot, slide in the minced ginger, diced tofu, diced mushrooms, and diced bamboo shoots, stir-fry for a while, and then pour in the foam of the shepherd's cabbage.

The shepherd's cabbage will come out of the water on its own, and it won't be long before the soup is in the pot.

Fu Shiyi only put a little salt foam in it at this time.

After stir-frying evenly, immediately pour in the mixed dilute thickener.

The soup thickens quickly, evenly wrapping the dishes.

Fu Shiyi immediately poured a few drops of sesame oil, and then took it out of the pot, not daring to delay for a moment.

In the white porcelain plate, the white of the tofu and the green of the shepherd's cabbage are mixed together, and the brown diced shiitake mushrooms dotted in it make these two colors brighter-

Fang Liang held the plate and carefully served the food to the table, smelling the aroma, only to feel that the worms in his stomach were about to crawl out.

And on the other side, Fu Shiyi opened another pot with beans boiling.

The skin of the bean has fully bloomed.

The aroma of bacon is also forced out.

Because the bacon was originally salty, Fu Shiyi didn't put any additional salt, but quickly sprinkled the tsubaki sprouts into the pot and stir-fried quickly.

A peculiar aroma instantly permeated the room.

This is the unique taste of toon. Those who like it say it is fragrant, and those who don't like it only say it is boring.

Pay to pick up the pot and put it on the plate, and it's done in one go.

When the food was on the table, she took out her customized simple multi-layer food box, decorated each dish, and prepared to send it to Mrs. Lu for a while.

Fu Shiyi took off his apron: "Let's eat." ”

Liu Dalang smelled the smell of stewed chicken for an afternoon, and he couldn't help it for a long time, so he said politely and began to move.

Fang Liang was more like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Fu Shiyi silently smuggled the chicken wings and chicken feet into his own bowl - chicken legs or something, how can it be delicious here? People who can really eat will eat the tip of the chicken wings, the middle wings of the chicken. At this time, the stew is crispy and the meat is rotten, and the meat in this place is tender, and with a slight sip of the entrance, there is still a bone left.

She looked at Liu Dalang and Fang Liang humilly giving up chicken legs there, and only smiled silently.

The chicken soup is very delicious, pay to nibble on the clean chicken wings, and drink a bowl of chicken soup, and then eat the rice and eat it.

Hu Dou has completely inhaled the salty flavor of the bacon at this time, coupled with his own unique delicacy, as soon as he enters it, it makes people squint their eyes with enjoyment.

As for the taste of toon, it is a good embellishment and accentuation.

Fu Shiyi sighed: What is a perfect match? It's called a perfect match!

After all, bacon is greasy, and after eating two more bites, it is inevitable that you will want to eat something light.

Use a small wooden spoon to dig a spoonful of tofu and cabbage soup - there is only one feeling in the mouth, and that is freshness!

Fresh, refreshing, tender, and directly sweep away that little bit of greasyness!

Fu Shiyi thought while eating: I am really a genius.

The bowl that Fang Liang had eaten was shiny.

Liu Dalang exclaimed: "I don't need to wash it." ”

Fang Liang was ashamed, and he didn't dare to raise his head and covered his stomach: If I really can't eat it, I can eat another bowl!

Fu Shiyi coughed: "If you have nothing to do, I'll go with you to deliver food." ”

Fang Liang hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was not a bad rule: "Then let's go here?" ”

There is a layer of small clothes made by himself on the outside of Fu Shiyi's lunch box. In fact, it is a thermal insulation sleeve.

Fang Liang was curious when he saw it: "Little lady Fu, this is-"

"Portable lunch box." Fu Shi smiled: "Sometimes when I go out, I bring my own food." ”

Fang Liang farted: "Little lady Fu is really ingenious. ”

Fu Shi's face was calm: "It's all done by asking someone." ”

Fang Liang changed his words: "The little lady Fu is smart and unique. ”

Fu Shiyi was curious: "You are so good at sycophancy, does Li County let him know?" ”

Fang Liang coughed: "Little lady Fu said that-"

Blowing rainbow farts all the way, I arrived at the yamen.

After all, Mrs. Lu is a woman, so she naturally gives preferential treatment.

But no matter how preferential it is, it's still a prison cell.

The cell was not so dirty, but the oppressive and heavy atmosphere inside made people feel uncomfortable.

Mrs. Lu sat on the edge of the bed, but she didn't sleep, she was dazed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Hearing the movement, she immediately raised her head to look at it, and her eyes lit up at that moment.

But when she saw the person clearly, the light in her eyes dimmed.

Like a candle blown out by the wind.

Mrs. Lu still smiled: "Pay the little lady." ”

Fu Shiyi also smiled: "Mrs. Lu." ”

Then Fu Shiyi handed the food box to Mrs. Lu: "Mrs. Lu tastes it." ”

Lu Niangzi stared at the food box: "This is-"

Regarding Lu Niangzi's hesitation, Fu Shi smiled: "Lu Niangzi doesn't have to worry, it's just a meal." Someone asked me to bring it to you. ”

Lu Niangzi's eyes lit up again.

Fu Shiyi was vague for a moment, did not specify who it was, and only said: "Mrs. Lu, try it." Anyway, you should still eat. ”

Lu Niangzi opened the food box, was slightly stunned for a moment, and then her expression darkened.

She smiled bitterly: "This is not sent by the Du family. ”

Since Mrs. Lu had guessed it, Fu Shiyi also admitted: "I did it, and Li County ordered me to send it." ”

Lu Niangzi bowed: "After all, our two families are also in-laws." ”。

Five surnames and seven hopes, the major families, have always been married to each other. When you meet, how can you find out a little kinship.