Originally, she didn't approve of the competition between these two girls.

Isn't it all a waste of firewood, oil and salt in the stove in the end?

But—

Lan girl's bet, it's a good one!

If you win, you'll stand up for Mayer!

Than, must compare!

Tan said to the women on the side: "Since these two girls have this meaning, then we will fulfill them." ”

"The Huang family, you are the lady in charge, and you are good at cooking."

"Tell me about it, let the two of them compare!" Tan said.

The sister-in-law of the Huang family also happened to want to see what the pig intestine made by Yang Ruoqing tasted like.

She smiled and said, "Otherwise, wouldn't there be two tables of wine tonight?" ”

"Let Lan Yatou and Qing Yatou each cook a dish and serve it to the table."

"The people in our back kitchen are not allowed to breathe."

"When the time comes, when the banquet is over, the result will naturally be known."

When two dishes are served at the same time, the mouths of the guests are the best criteria for judging whether they win or lose.

When the women heard this, they nodded their heads in agreement.

There was still half an hour before the dinner, and the sister-in-law of the Huang family took the women back to the stove room.

And Yang and Yang Ruolan also began to go back to the front yard to prepare ingredients.

Tan dragged Yang to the East House.

"I just saw your mother and daughter jumping up and down to compete, what kind of dishes can your Lan girl cook?"

Tan couldn't help but ask more.

Yang smiled mysteriously.

"Mother, you don't know, since the old Mu family mentioned the family affair last time."

"Lan Yatou has been in the town for a while, and she has learned to cook from a master in a restaurant!"

Yang said.

At the banquet this afternoon, I originally wanted to let Lan Yatou show her hand.

But the people of the old Mu family didn't come to the banquet.

It's also vain to do it.

Widow Liu is coming over at night.

Just let Lan Yatou show her hand in front of her future mother-in-law.

"Mother, just put your heart in your stomach, Lan girl will win, and when the time comes, let that dead fat girl kneel in front of Mei'er and cry!" Yang said.

Tan nodded.

Win, she and Meier benefited.

Lost, it was also a shame for the Yang mother and daughter, and it had nothing to do with her, a milkmaker.

"It's best to win." Tan said.

"What ingredients do you need, you have to go to the sister-in-law of the Huang family! I'm tired, lie down for a while. ”

"Okay, mother, you have a good rest, I'll help Lan Yatou."

Closing the door, Yang's fart went to the stove room.

This piece of the backyard.

Sun still looked worried.

Yang Ruoqing didn't have time to appease her at this time, and she was going to send the entries to the banquet at night.

This large intestine is still dirty and has not been picked up!

It's going to take some work to pick it up.

She hurried back to the house to gather the tools and materials.

In the courtyard, Luo Fengtang, who had been silent, opened his mouth at this time.

He said to Sun: "Third aunt, don't worry, Qing'er is not the kind of person who has no sense of proportion. ”

"If she dares to compete, she will definitely win, I believe her."

Listening to his firm words, Sun's anxious heart calmed a little inexplicably.

The woman nodded, "I hope so." ”

Over there, Yang Ruoqing had already taken the tools needed and walked out of the stove room.

"Mother, Tang and I went to the pond to pick up first!"

She greeted Sun, and the two of them carried barrels and basins to the pond.

When they arrived at the pond, Yang Ruoqing laid out the wooden barrels and basins.

Then the work tasks are assigned.

"The large and small intestines are cut out and placed separately in different basins......

"When picking, add salt and flour to the water, and then scrape the fat in the loofah naan......"

“……”

Yang Ruoqing understands that big guys don't like to eat the large intestine, and they feel that the large intestine can't be on the table.

Mainly because they don't clean up and get rid of odors in the first place.

Second, cooking is also illegal.

Therefore, the large intestine made has a strange smell and poor taste.

If picked up properly and cooked smartly, the large intestine is actually a very versatile ingredient.

Yang Ruoqing is well versed in this technique.

At this moment, it is being taught to Luo Fengtang one by one and logically.

Luo Fengtang listened with a serious face.

"Qing'er, I understand what to do." He said.

"I'll pick it up."

"You take the two pieces you just picked up, take them back to cook first, don't delay the banquet at night!" He said.

In order to impart experience and skills, she explained and demonstrated to him.

Two large intestines have been collected.

There's still a bucket in the bucket......

"It's still early, I'll pick it up for a while." She said.

I can't bear to leave him alone at the water's edge.

Luo Fengtang stopped her.

"If you're cooking, it's always good to have more time." He said.

"Listen to me, go home now and get ready, good!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't twist Luo Fengtang in the end.

I gritted my teeth and turned around and went home.

By this time, the sun had begun to sink in the west.

In the stove room in the front yard of the old Yang family.

The sisters-in-law of the Huang family have already burned the banquet at night.

The two tables of guests in the night also came over one after another.

Next, wait for the last two finale dishes to be fried, and then the banquet can be opened.

In the stove room, Yang Ruolan's mother and daughter have already begun to get busy.

In order to prevent himself from spending money, the skills he learned from the chef of the restaurant were stolen by these women.

Under Yang Ruolan's instructions, the Yang family drove the women out of the stove room.

Even the deaf and dumb Kim was kicked out.

"Lan'er, I went to the front yard to see before, and there are two tables at night."

While helping Yang Ruolan with the dishes, Yang said: "The men's table is Lizheng and a few old men in the village. ”

"The women's table, Mu Zichuan and his mother are also here."

"Lan'er, you have to behave well, let that Zichuan Niang see how skillful her future daughter-in-law is!"

Hearing Yang's words, two red clouds rose on Yang Ruolan's cheeks.

"Mother, don't worry, this sweet and sour tenderloin, but the signature dish of that restaurant." Yang Ruolan Road.

"I've been learning this dish with the chef all this time."

"When I came back this time, I also asked the chef for a secret seasoning."

"This spice packet can't be bought in the market outside."

"It's really a must-have to use in this sweet and sour tenderloin, and I'm sure these country buns are eye-opening!"

Yang Ruolan said with her eyebrows fluttering.

His face was full of confidence.

When Yang heard this, he stroked his palms happily: "My Lan'er is really capable, I must compare that dead fat girl to your mother, and give your mother and me a long face!" ”

……

In the stove room in the backyard.

Smoky fire.

Yang Ruoqing was busy on the pot with an apron, and Sun was stuffing firewood at the door of the stove.

With the only condiments left at home, Yang Ruoqing was making preparations in advance.

Shred the ginger, pat the garlic into foam, and chop the chives into sections.

The red and sharp dry spicy seeds, wet with water, are kept for later use.

Lotus root, potatoes, cut into thin slices......