Early the next morning, Su Shiwei got up to rectify the lo-mei, as well as the dried tofu.

The old lady and the old lady are coming to dinner at noon today, and everything has to be done carefully.

Su Shiwei looked at the prescription, every step was very rigorous, like an old pedant, chewing words.

Su Ziyu did not live in the house, but lived in a courtyard in the suburbs, which was clean and undisturbed, which was very suitable.

Liang Hui personally went to invite it, and when she heard that it was about new food, she didn't care about the bumps in the carriage, so she hurried to the house.

"What about there? So where is the lo-mei? Su Ziyu entered the house and began to shout.

Liang Hui beckoned to the housekeeper in the back: "Uncle Baosheng, you take your father and them to the back kitchen." "She has to slow down for a while, this way, not throwing up is already extremely upbringing.

The housekeeper Su Baosheng received the order: "Old lady, second master, third master, please follow me." ”

Su Ziyu thought he was slow, so he hurriedly roared to the back kitchen when he heard it, and the housekeeper couldn't cry or laugh: "Old lady, slow down!" ”

Where did Su Ziyu pay attention to him, the faster he walked, he could already smell it.

Fragrant!

Su Shiwei was looking at the changes in the soy milk in the pot after the gypsum was under the pot, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes did not blink.

"Order tofu and frown so deeply?"

Suddenly, the voice that sounded from the side almost scared his heart away, and he turned his head and was about to scold, seeing that it was Su Ziyu, he hurriedly lowered his head: "I've seen the old lady!" ”

Su Ziyu waved his hand: "Don't salute first, tell me, why are you frowning so deeply when you order tofu??" ”

"Back to the old lady, this is making dried tofu, not ordering tofu."

"Dried tofu?"

"Yes!"

Su Ziyu looked into the pot and looked: "It looks like the color is not right......

Su Ziyu reached out and dipped some tofu water and tasted it, pondered for a while, and asked Su Shiwei: "This is not ordered with salt stones, right?" ”

"Back to the old lady, no, it's plaster." As he spoke, he handed him the unused plaster powder on one side.

Su Ziyu took it with a cautious expression.

In memory, gypsum is a bland medicinal material, which has a good effect of clearing heat and dispelling fire, but it cannot be used more.

"Where did you learn this?"

Su Shiwei said respectfully: "I bought the lo-mei recipe and gave it away." ”

Su Ziyu was a little surprised, there is still this way of sending?

But speaking of which, he remembered the main purpose of coming to the backyard: "What kind of lo-mei?" ”

Su Shiwei hurriedly took him to see: "Old lady, this is it." ”

A pot of sauce-red water, a cloth wrap tumbling up and down inside.

Su Ziyu sniffed: "Star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, cumin, licorice...... Are they all herbs? ”

"Yes." Su Shiwei handed over the lo-mei recipe.

Su Ziyu looked at it several times: "Sichuan pepper? ”

"This is it." Su Shiwei handed him the thing.

This pepper seems to be very rare in the capital, and he sent people to several places to buy it.

Su Ziyu nodded, and continued to look at Fang Zi: "Fried sugar? Also add bone broth? After cooking, you need to soak ......"

The more he looked at it, the more strange it became, and his eyes did not move to command the second and third children: "Su Hong Su Yue, burn the pot, fry that, sugar in oil, low heat!" ”

"Daddy, what kind of sugar?" Su Yue asked him.

Su Ziyu looked at Su Shiwei.

Su Shiwei hurriedly said: "Third master, use brown sugar." ”

The two of them have been in the kitchen for many years, and after a while, according to Su Ziyu's command, they fried the sugar color.

I followed the recipe step by step, and the aroma of the whole kitchen was a lot stronger.

Su Shiwei sighed, in the end, they are still the old lady, and this smell is better than his pot.

Su Ziyu was like a baby, she spent a whole day studying this lo-mei, and the lunch and dinner were all used in the back kitchen, Su Rui and Liang Hui naturally couldn't eat alone at the front yard table, so they also moved to the back kitchen.

Facing a table full of lo-mei, Liang Hui said that she had seen it full.

In the next two days, Su Ziyu, Su Hong, and Su Yue were all studying the use of chili peppers and peppers.

Su Shiwei still couldn't cover the matter of putting too many chili peppers, and the old lady was scolded bitterly.

Su Shiwei touched his nose, he really didn't mean to.

Following Mrs. Su around the kitchen, the days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had been ten days since Su Shiwei returned to Su Mansion.

Su Mansion is very lively today, that is, Liang Hui is smiling and groaning all morning, and everyone is amiable.

Because the young masters and young ladies of the Su family are back.

The young master and miss of the official family, after all, are different from Wang Miaomiao, from the age of five, they will ask the master to enlighten and read and write.

At the age of ten, men will be sent to the academy to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, the art of war and politics, and women will also be sent to the women's moral academy to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etiquette and virtue.

Only in the middle of the month there are two days off.

This is the first one.

"Nan'er and Rou'er haven't arrived yet?" Liang Hui looked forward to it in the hall and asked the maid Luping behind her.

Lu Ping chuckled: "Madam, I'm afraid that Miss Young Master has just set off from the academy at this time!" ”

"Really?" Liang Hui looked at the sky: "It seems that I am too anxious, alas~"

Luping is funny, Madame is like this every time.

"Madam, it's so early, the young master and young lady must not have eaten yet, let's go to the back kitchen to see what the old lady has done, and see if we can even it out."

Liang Hui was delighted: "It's still Luping's intimacy, let's go, let's go to the back kitchen." ”

By the time the two of them came out with the trays, laughter had already come from the hall.

Liang Hui heard that it was her son, and hurriedly shouted to Luping to speed up.

"Nan'er, you're back, how are you doing in the palace?" Before entering the hall, Liang Hui shouted.

"Mother!" A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ran out and looked at Liang Hui with joy.

"Come here, mother's hug!" Liang Hui called him

"Mother, I've grown up, I don't need to hug anymore!" When the boy heard this, his face furrowed.

Liang Hui laughed: "Yo, who was going to hug my mother last time?" ”

The boy was obviously anxious: "Mother, don't say it!" ”

"Huh?"

The boy wrinkled his nose and whispered, "I, I brought my friend back!" ”

Liang Hui understands, the baby son knows that he is shy, and he wants to save face!

"Which friend, mother?"

The boy snorted: "Just, just ......" looked quite entangled.

Liang Hui looked at him like this, and said angrily: "I'm embarrassed to say, okay, my mother will see it herself." ”

As he spoke, he walked into the hall around his son and saw who the people in the room were, the smile on his face froze for a moment, and he knelt down with a soft knee.