25 Fish as flowers
"Our young lady is well-informed, do you still need to say it?"
Ah Man glared at the eyeless young man.
Gu Xiyue secretly pinched her fingers to calm down her boiling emotions.
Not only does she know, but she even does.
The mother concubine made a good dish, and she grew up from snacks to adulthood, and also from elementary school to adulthood.
This chrysanthemum fish is one of them, how can you not know it.
"Golden chrysanthemum fish?" Ah Miao curiously picked up the chopsticks and poked the golden fish, "The maid thought it was a fried flower, but it was a fish?" β
"The girl laughed, where are the flowers and delicacies in this cold winter."
Xiao Er scratched his head, said slowly, and retreated.
"Miss, try it." Ah Miao urgently clipped a piece to her.
Gu Xiyue tasted it and silently put down her chopsticks.
"Miss doesn't think it tastes good?"
The two maids looked at her nervously.
"Average......
Gu Xiyue commented lightly.
The chrysanthemum fish she made is not as delicious as her mother's concubine, but it is much more delicious than this.
"General?" Ah Miao smacked her lips, "Miss, the maid thinks it's delicious!" β
Gu Xiyue looked at the two of them sympathetically.
If they ate the chrysanthemum fish of the concubine, they should treat such a dish as pig food.
The little second brother brought a few more dishes, and Gu Xiyue couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when she looked at the dishes.
Steamed four treasure duck, lotus leaf pearl roll, thousand silk tofu soup......
It's all the dishes that her mother taught her.
These dishes are all original creations of the concubine, not learned by the master like ordinary chefs.
If a dish is similar, it may just be a coincidence.
But there are so many dishes, could it be that the chef here is from the Sangline Palace?
Thinking of this, Gu Xiyue couldn't sit still.
"Miss, this thousand-threaded tofu soup is good."
Ah Man commented reservedly, and put a bowl of soup in front of her.
Gu Xiyue's heart moved, and she looked at her with a smile: "I think what I make is better than what he makes." β
"Really?!" Ah Miao, who was feasting, was taken aback, and the chopsticks fell on the table, "Doesn't Miss hate cooking the most?" β
ββ¦β¦ I hate it, but that doesn't mean I can't do it. β
Gu Xiyue pursed her lips and stood up: "Let's wait." β
With that, he walked straight to the shopkeeper.
"Miss, the servant will go with you." Ah Man wiped his mouth and hurriedly got up to follow.
"Shopkeeper, borrow your kitchen and ingredients."
Ah Man took out a large silver ingot with white flowers from his purse and threw it over.
Although there are often guests borrowing the kitchen to show their skills, the fat shopkeeper saw such a big silver ingot for the first time, and immediately jumped up with a smile to lead the way: "The guest borrowed the kitchen - miscellaneous people avoided itββ! β
The two followed the fat shopkeeper into the kitchen, and saw only three people standing in the kitchen.
A fire-burning elder sister with a gray face, her colorful broken hair was wrapped in a handkerchief.
A dark-skinned cook, his dark skin makes his eyebrows look very blurred.
and a man dressed as a cook, with a full beard and a face that could not distinguish his face.
Gu Xiyue secretly frowned.
It is difficult to identify the original face, so it looks very suspicious.
However, no matter how suspicious she is, no matter how urgent her heart is, she can't ask people for no reason what their relationship is with Sang Li, but they are the people who came out of Sang Li's palace.
After all, she herself felt unbelievable about the resurrection of the corpse, let alone talking about it with others for no reason.
Sweeping his eyes, there were a few fresh grass carp skewers with willow branches in the vegetable shelf next to him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you can do whatever you want, I'll only cook one dishβ" she pointed to the small stove beside her, "just use this stove." β
"Guests can be sent as they please, use as they please, use as please."
The fat shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, and instructed the other three: "What kind of dishes do you want to use, you can't be lazy!" β
The three of them nodded silently.
"Thank you shopkeeper, get busy, I'll do it myself."
Gu Xiyue smiled slightly, and went to the vegetable shelf to pick a fish.
"Distinguished guests can also make fish ......"
The fat shopkeeper is not busy, and the generous owner in front of him has to be well served.
Gu Xiyue smiled faintly, put the fish on the board, and cleaned it up.
Scales, abdomen, cheeks, visceral, and prick ...... Clean and neat, all in one go.
"Your guests are really connoisseurs."
The fat shopkeeper was amazed.
A Manliso rolled his eyes: "Our young lady is naturally an expert. β
I saw that the pair of plain white jade hands cleaned up a grass carp with a few strokes, cut it into two finger-wide fish fillets, took a sharp knife, and cut the fish meat into thin strips along the skin of the fish.
"Your guest's technique is very similar to that of the golden chrysanthemum fish."
The fat shopkeeper stroked the sparse beard on his chin and commented suspiciously.
"It's just to make chrysanthemum fish."
Gu Xiyue said, her eyes on the cook who was stir-frying.
As if he hadn't heard, he stirred up to himself.
It's even more suspicious.
Let the guests who come to eat make their signature dishes, and whose chef will be indifferent.
"Distinguished guests also make chrysanthemum fish?" The fat shopkeeper was slightly startled, and looked at the immobile cook.
Gu Xiyue just smiled, wrapped the fish flowers in a thin layer of flour, and began to prepare the juice for the fish.
After mixing the sauce, the oil is hot, and the fish flakes are fried one by one.
Because the fish shreds are extremely thin, they can't be fried violently, so they just need to put them in the oil with a bamboo drain, count five in their hearts, and then they will be fished up.
"Yo," the fat shopkeeper couldn't help but praise, "this fish flower is really beautiful." β
I saw that the freshly fried fish flowers were like chrysanthemums hanging on the moon with golden hooks, and the petals were trembling and hanging on the heart of the flower rolled out of the fish skin, and then evenly poured with clear sauce, like the color of the sunset, which was beautiful.
"Let's go."
"The little one will personally serve it to the distinguished guest."
The fat shopkeeper took the first step, happily lifted the plate, and a tempting sweet and sour smell went straight to his nose.
Ah Man glared at the overly attentive fat shopkeeper, and carefully waited for Gu Xiyue to wash his hands.
When she walked out of the kitchen, Gu Xiyue said to the three of them as if she was unintentional: "The materials of the chrysanthemum fish are simple, but the knife work and the heat of the oil are exquisite, otherwise the sweet taste of the fish will not come out." β
The eldest sister who was boiling water was obviously stagnant.
"Your guest is right." The bearded cook put down the spoon and owed her a debt.
"The little girl is showing off." She nodded slightly and walked towards the guest hall.
When Ah Miao saw her come out, she was moved to tears.
It's not that Miss hasn't cooked before, but by the way, half of the kitchen has been burned, and the dishes she makes are all raw and burnt.
Miss was so capable overnight, how could she not be moved.
The fat shopkeeper swallowed quietly.
It's the same chrysanthemum fish, why is the difference so big!
In the end, I have less knowledge, but Chef Qiu makes the most unique dishes in and out of the city, so I spent a lot of money to invite him here, I don't want people outside people, there are mountains outside the mountains!