One Hundred and One Cooking is also about feelings
Zheng Niangzi said: "Yo, Zhang Niangzi, do you think that Mrs. can't even afford to eat?" Only made a bowl of gruel to pass the lady! ”
Zhang Niangzi was so frightened that she knelt down: "Madam Mingjian, the slave's loyalty to you can be seen by the sun and the moon, but, I just don't know, this new trick of the cook is so bold, and the slave and maid will punish this bold cook!" ”
The golden porridge she was holding in her hand swayed and spilled half of the bowl.
When the soup is swayed, the smell will spread through the room faster.
Mrs. Xiang sniffed, took another look at the thin soup, I don't know why, I actually wanted to taste it, at the end of the day, I ate too much and was too greasy, and this half bowl of soup looked refreshing.
"That's it, you are also a piece of filial piety, bring the soup over, I'll taste it."
"This soup...... Be. Zhang Niangzi knelt and moved forward a few times, and lifted the remaining half bowl of golden porridge in front of Zhang Niangzi.
Mrs. Xiang picked up a white porcelain spoon from the table, scooped half a spoon directly from the bowl of porridge in Mrs. Zhang's hand, and put it in her mouth.
The light, sour, refreshing taste is particularly refreshing.
Mrs. Zhang scooped another spoonful, and then spoonful, and spoonful, and spoonful...... It tastes so good, ...... again Well, gone!
Mrs. Zhou, who was waiting next to her, hurriedly picked up a bowl of mutton soup and said: "Come, madam, eat this, that clear soup is not watery, what is delicious, this is carefully cooked for you by Chef Cao, sweet and delicious, you can taste it." ”
Mrs. Xiang waved her hand and said, "Mrs. Zhang, your porridge is good, bring a few more bowls and give them to the two young ladies and the little master to taste." ”
Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Yes, yes, the slave will go and serve soup to Mrs., Young Master, and Miss!" ”
After speaking, he quickly got up and hurried out of the door.
Mrs. Sun was waiting under the corridor, just now I heard the news from the little maids, saying that Mrs. Zhang only made a bowl of porridge for Mrs., and made a joke, and she was nervous, as soon as she saw Mrs. Zhang come out, she hurriedly stepped forward and slapped herself in the face and said: "It's all the old slave's fault, choose the wrong person, let Mrs. Zhang follow the shame!" ”
Mrs. Zhang didn't care what Mrs. Sun said, so she hurriedly said: "Quick, Mrs. likes to drink the soup made by the cook you are looking for, and she still wants to eat it, and she also wants to give it to the young lady and the young master, go and bring a few more bowls!" ”
"Ahh
Smack-
Mrs. Zhang slapped her grandmother's stunned face and said, "Go and serve the soup!" ”
"Ahhh
When the grandmother ran to Zhao Shuang's courtyard, Zhao Shuang and the four of them were enjoying a sumptuous dinner.
Zhao Shuang: "It's good that it's so hearty and it's all pollution-free food!" ”
"Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao......" Grandma Sun shouted and rushed into the small courtyard, "Miss Zhao, great news!" Madame, Madame loves to drink the porridge you make, quick, a few more bowls, I'll send them to Madame! ”
Zhao Shuang swallowed a mouthful of plum vegetables and said lightly: "It's gone." ”
Grandma Sun was a little dumbfounded: "What? Gone? If you're gone, do it! This is the Liufu of Lord Liu, what ingredients do you want? Go do it quickly, if you need anything, you can ask the chef, if he doesn't give it, just wait for Mrs. Zhang to clean him up! ”
Zhao Shuang didn't raise his head and said, "Can't do this meal?" ”
 
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; "Why?" Grandma Sun couldn't understand that she finally had a chance to be appreciated by her wife, but this person actually said no.
Zhao Shuang pointed to the food on the table where the four of them were sitting and said: "Boil out the freshest drop of soup in this chicken, remove the most tender trace of meat in this fish, pick out the most flexible tendon in this pig's trotter, and squeeze out the most delicious juice in these green vegetables...... It took more than an hour to make the bowl of golden porridge for you, and all we ate was leftover dregs. If you do it again, it will take more than an hour, so many materials, and a ray of sunshine from the sun that happens to set in the evening. It's okay to say that the materials can be stewed slowly, but what about that ray of sunshine, Grandma Sun, you go to find it? ”
Grandma Sun was a little dumbfounded, that small bowl of porridge turned out to be refined from so many things, and the most wonderful thing is that she still needs a ray of sunshine next night, is this?
Not only did Mrs. Sun feel, but even the three people who were eating silently next to her felt that Zhao Shuang was really fooling.
Fu Ning: That bowl of porridge is clearly made by the master with simple glutinous rice, dried apricots and peaches, where to use the essence of chicken, duck, fish and vegetables, not to mention a ray of sunshine when the mountain sets.
Rou Niang: Miss Shuang'er is mighty, this ability to fool people is really comparable to Nanshan!
Yuan Xi: ......
"This ...... So complicated? "Grandma couldn't believe it.
Zhao Shuang: "Otherwise? You think that ordinary things will make Madame want to eat a second bowl. ”
What she said seemed to make sense, and Mrs. Sun reluctantly recognized what Zhao Shuang said and walked away.
Rou Niang: "Miss Shuang'er, you are really godly, you can still fool people like this!" ”
Zhao Shuang glanced at the three of them: "Do you think I'm fooling people?" ”
Three: Isn't it? Obviously, the meal just now was not made as you said.
"Do you think it's ridiculous to add a ray of sunshine to cooking?"
Isn't it?
"If you think it's ridiculous, it means that you are still too far away from the real culinary master, and the cooking skills have reached a certain level, and it is not only the ingredients, heat, seasonings and other direct things that affect the finished product. Wind speed, air humidity, temperature, sun height, and people around you when cooking...... All of this can become an impact on the quality of the rice you are going to cook. ”
Fu Ning and Yuan Xi fell into deep thought one after another, Rou Niang listened to it with relish, Miss Shuang'er was really able to talk about it, and she could deceive herself into believing it.
The lady who didn't eat the golden porridge was very sorry, and she was even more concerned about the half bowl of porridge that Zhang Niangzi spilled: "Zhang Niangzi, you are also a big boss, how to do things is more and more hairy?" Serving a bowl of rice and spilling half a bowl, really! ”
Zhang Niangzi hurriedly admitted her mistake: "The slave and maid should die, and the slave and maid must pay attention to it in the future, and they will never do it again." ”
Madame said: "Okay, I don't want to blame you, you are so attentive to the diet of me and the young masters, and you have found such a good cook, which shows a piece of filial piety." Since the cook said that it still needs a ray of sunshine in the evening to make the golden porridge, it will be made tomorrow night. ”
"Yes, madam, I will definitely ask the cook to make a few bowls tomorrow night, and give them to both the young lady and the young master to taste." Zhang Niangzi hurriedly said.
"Ask the new cook what he is good at breakfast, and he will prepare breakfast tomorrow."
"Yes, ma'am." Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed in her heart, if Mrs. Zhang's meals were made by her own cook, she would not be far from the position of the lady in charge.