Losing a sensitive tongue, after all, he just wanted to help others to see if the dishes tasted right, so after getting Shen Linzhou's promise that he would help, Qin Wuran actually felt that the road to be taken in the future was not so difficult.

So the next morning, she made stewed noodles that she hadn't done before.

Compared with ordinary noodle soup, braised noodles naturally have a few more processes, first of all, the noodles are prepared first, then pulled into noodles of uniform thickness, and then put aside for later use.

Finely chop the green onions, ginger and garlic, peel and cut the eggplant into pieces, chop the fat meat into minced pieces, and then add a bowl of sauce and put it on the side, then turn on the fire and pour the oil.

The moment the ginger, garlic and green onion were put into the pot, the fragrance exploded, Qin Wuran stir-fried a few times, then added the chopped minced meat and fried it until it turned white and changed color, and scooped a spoonful of the sauce prepared in advance to the side.

This sauce uses the recipe left by Mrs. Li before her death, and the sauce is fragrant when stir-frying, and waits until it is evenly coated with a piece of meat, and then poured in the eggplant and stirs well.

A bowl of sauce and a bowl and a half of water, then cover the pot and let it boil by itself, on the other side she mixed a few refreshing and delicious cold dishes, and waited until there were blisters in the pot here, and then shook the noodles that had been made in advance and simmered on top.

After a while, simmer and mix well, sprinkle the remaining chopped chives, and then drizzle a few drops of sesame oil while it is hot, the original white noodles are wrapped in a thick sauce, and the green onions are dotted among them, at least at this glance, Qin Wuran is very satisfied.

As early as when they smelled the fragrance, Li Yingyue and Ah Jin were also waiting outside, Qin Wuran asked the former to serve noodles, and the latter went to call his young master out for breakfast.

"What about Uncle Zhao? Why didn't you see him coming? Qin Wuran was preparing chopsticks, and asked Li Yingyue a little strangely.

Shen Linzhou's master and servant hadn't come yet, and Li Yingyue could only drool at the stewed noodles in front of her, and replied without blinking: "Uncle Zhao said that he won't eat with us in the future, after all, there are still a few people in his family, and it's not very convenient to come over like this." ”

Qin Wuran didn't persuade her after thinking about it, after all, they must be unwilling to let Zhao Lituo's family come here to eat, so it is natural for them to eat together as a family.

I don't need Zhao Li to take care of it here like he did a few days ago.

"Miss, you say, will your stewed noodles be as salty as before this time?" Li Yingyue heard that the two had already talked about it last night, so she made fun of the basis at this time.

However, hearing this, Qin Wuran just rolled her eyes, "It's good to eat some, and you're still picking and choosing here, if you really can't get used to eating, make it yourself." And when have I ever failed you? ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Linzhou, who had just come over, heard this sentence, thinking that his words last night should have played a role more or less, so he decided to give her his opinion earlier, which could be regarded as not delaying each other's time.

The eggplant stewed noodles taste really good, Qin Wu didn't put much spicy when she made it, Qin Cinian and Qin Yingnian also ate it, and seemed to be very satisfied with the food she made.

Among them, the most exaggerated one is probably Li Yingyue, who gave her a bowl of noodles and ate a play, just wiping the tears that were not suppressed at all, and complaining that she finally ate a normal meal again.

"Uncle Zhao made it salty a few days ago." Qin Wuran kicked her angrily.

This time it was not heavy, it was like tickling when it really kicked on the leg, Li Yingyue also reached out to scratch her leg, it seemed that she was really itched by his kick.

"Uncle Zhao's cooking has Uncle Zhao's taste, and Miss makes it different from him."

This is the first time Qin Wu has heard that what she does is different from others, so she asked, "What is the difference?" ”

Li Yingyue scratched her head when she heard this, "I can't tell where the difference is, but anyone with a sensitive tongue can always eat the difference between these two dishes." Miss still don't ask deeply, I'm a person who can't cook, and I haven't read any books, so how do I know how to describe the feeling in my heart? ”

Looking at her distressed look, Qin Wuran knew that she had feelings but couldn't say anything, so she could only move her gaze to Shen Linzhou again.

Although this person on the left and right is a young master whose index finger does not touch the spring water, he has read a lot of books, and he may have his own opinions.

However, in the face of her inquiring eyes, Shen Linzhou just wiped his mouth lightly, and then said: "Everyone has different habits, and the taste they make naturally has their own deviations. ”

"But Uncle Zhao and I are both learned from my grandfather's cooking skills, how can we be different?"

"Cooking is also a science, the timing of the seasoning, the habit of stir-frying, and so on can determine what the final product looks like, if you don't believe it, you can think about whether the taste of your grandfather's previous cooking is different from yours."

Qin Wuran thought about it after following his words, and really felt that the taste of Old Lady Li was a little different from what she had made.

It's just that I really want to say what's wrong, but there's no need.

This first time the stewed noodles are ready, and after doing what she is good at, Qin Wuran is more confident, and what others say is also very pleasant, even if one day she thinks that the taste of a dish is heavy, she will mention it to her a little, but after all, it has not broken the balance in her heart.

Qin Wuran slowly sensed the taste from it, some habits are engraved in the bones, even if she has not tasted the taste through the tongue, she can figure out what the specific taste is in her head.

But after doing this for a few days, Shen Linzhou didn't show a satisfied look after a dinner.

"Is there something that is not to your taste?" Qin Wuran asked tentatively.

By this time, she was unlikely to doubt herself, but she was thinking about whether it would be a certain spice that he didn't like, so she could avoid it after asking.

However, after hearing this, Shen Linzhou shook his head, "What you have been cooking these days is just some home-cooked dishes, no matter how many tricks there are, they are all things you are good at, we can say it before, you can't always do what you are used to before, otherwise it will not be good for you in the future." ”

Old Lady Li actually said a lot of such things when she was still there, which is nothing more than that she is self-contained and unmotivated, but Qin Wuran has never heard of it.

So Old Lady Li left, with irreparable regrets, Qin Wuran listened to Shen Linzhou's persuasion in the past few days, and only felt that even if she wanted to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, this step would always be taken out.

"But if you let me think out of thin air, I can't think of it for a while, why don't you tell me what you have eaten before, and I will think about it?" Qin Wuran asked.

Shen Linzhou is indeed well-informed, after all, the Shen family is an imperial merchant, and when he traveled around with the caravan two years ago, he also saw a lot of strange things, and food was naturally among them. But after all, he is not a person who can do it, and some tastes can't be summed up in a few words, which may not be of much use to Qin Wuran, and even confuses her and doesn't know how to start.

"I remember you told me before that your grandfather had left a recipe that recorded what he had seen and heard during his travels all over the world, so why not read it in that recipe? Maybe there will be something else in mind. ”

After he mentioned the mountain and river cookbook, Qin Wuran also had to think of the old lady Li who she didn't dare to open until now, not because she was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, but because she knew that the things in it were only afraid of subverting her cognition for several years, so she had never opened the things that had been by her side for so long.

"Then I'll go back and see." Knowing that she had to take this step at this time, Qin Wuran nodded, but she was obviously a little nervous when she left.

Shen Linzhou didn't think that her reaction was hypocritical, you must know that from the first moment she opened the book, it was a completely new road, which might run counter to her habits for many years, but if she chose to give up halfway, Qin Wuran might not be able to pass the level in her heart.

In this way, it is better to mention more by yourself.

made such a decision in his heart, Shen Linzhou never thought about why he wanted to help with this.

Maybe I just want to witness her growth, and I can understand some truth from it.

On the other side, after a few days, she took out the mountain and river cookbook, Qin Wuran actually breathed a long sigh of relief, after all, when she took this recipe from Zhao Li's hand, she was worried in her heart, for fear that she took Mrs. Li's things and didn't burn them for him, and if she couldn't do it well, she was afraid that she would provoke the underground Mrs. Li to jump to her feet. So at this moment, she finally let this cookbook see the light of day, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, at least she has overcome this first hurdle.

It's just that when she opened the cookbook and flipped through the pages, she had a hard time looking at the ingredients on the first line.