I don't know how the adults discussed, anyway, Luo Stubborn, who was isolated, didn't hear the result in the end, so he was so tired that he washed up and fell asleep.

But because he was worried about things in his heart, it was not dawn yet, and Luo stubbornly woke up.

In the dark, I felt that Aunt Fang and Aunt Zheng should still be sleeping, the child is good at this, she didn't know when they came back to sleep last night.

I listened with my ears pricked up, and there seemed to be a noise in the courtyard.

Luo stubbornly got up lightly, put on his clothes lightly, and cautiously walked out of the house.

She didn't know what the adults were up to, but the feast was going to be held at noon, and some of the old people in the town would come to taste it.

I opened the door, walked through the courtyard, and entered the kitchen through the back door of the fairy house, where the light was on.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered, I saw my father sitting in front of the stove, looking at the bottom of the pot.

Luo stubbornly came by smelling the taste, so in the process of searching for the taste, she had already almost distinguished the ingredients in this pot of soup.

"Dad, haven't you slept all night?"

Luo stubbornly walked over, and when he saw his father's tired face, his eyes were a little straight.

"Oh, stubborn, why are you here? It's not dawn yet, you go back to sleep. ”

Hearing his daughter's voice, Luo Dahai wiped his face, with a smile on his face, but Luo stubbornly felt that his father's smile was a little reluctant.

It seems that Dad is still very worried about today's banquet for the elderly.

"I went to bed early and I'm not sleepy at all. Dad, did the master give you the recipe? ”

In fact, Luo is stubborn and knows without asking, and when Lao Luo is looking at this pot of soup here, it explains everything.

Luo's stubborn question made Luo Dahai indulge for a moment, then nodded and sighed.

"My skills in making these are not as good as your Uncle Zheng, but your master is angry, so he handed me the recipe and let me watch it."

Luo Dahai didn't know the bottom in his heart, he made this for the first time, although the master told him all the methods in detail, but he still played the drum in his heart, after all, the responsibility was heavy.

"Dad, can you give me a taste? I'm a thief with a tongue, I'll help you try it? ”

Dad is worried like this, where can Luo stubbornly watch it? She tilted her head to look at the pot of soup, but with the lid on, she couldn't get a glimpse of what's inside.

Luo Dahai was only greedy for children, but he also heard about Luo Stubborn's trouble in a single place, thinking about it, his daughter was afraid that she was a mouthful, and it was not impossible for her to try it.

So, Luo Dahai got up and took a small bowl, padd it with a rag, carefully staggered the lid on the big soup pot by a wide slit, and scooped a spoonful of soup with a clean soup spoon and poured it into the small bowl.

Carefully covering the lid, Luo Dahai took a spoon and stirred the half bowl of broth, for fear that it would be too hot to burn his daughter.

Just now, the lid was tightly closed, and Luo was stubborn and smelled very good, and when the lid was opened, the smell rushed to her nose.

After taking a sip of the soup that Dad had mixed to the mouth, Luo stubbornly squinted his eyes and carefully smacked the taste.

That action made Luo Dahai nervous, as if he was waiting for a gourmet's evaluation.

After a long time, Luo stubbornly tasted it and gave a pertinent opinion: "Dad, the ingredients in this soup are too particular, and they are all good things." But, it's because there are too many good things that they steal each other's taste. ”

Luo stubbornly said this, but he was not talking nonsense.

Meat soups made with meat and other ingredients are divided into hair broth, milk broth, and clear soup.

Mao soup is the original soup that was boiled, and it can be used to make milk soup and clear soup. The same goes for the degree of difficulty, and so on.

Lao Luo's pot is a clear soup, which is prepared to be used as the soup for the bottom of the pot for the old feast.

The main ingredient is chicken, and then it is served with ham and dried scallops.

In addition, Luo Yanyan also tasted the taste of more complex spices, which should have been put with complex proportions.

With so many fragrant things put together in a stew, it really takes a little effort to make a pot of honest consommé without being noisy.

Luo stubbornly felt that her father's operation was basically correct, probably because of the master's recipe itself.

But she is a little girl, where does she dare to question the master's prescription?

can only help Lao Luo fix the problems in this pot of soup around the corner.

Luo Dahai, who was nervous by Luo Stubborn's determined words, took the bowl in Luo Stubborn's hand and tasted it.

"I think it's okay, I'm right every step and the proportions are right. This soup tastes so good. ”

Luo Dahai didn't quite understand why his daughter said that the ingredients of this soup robbed each other of the taste, it was because he hadn't learned the ability of Quanfang Wenhai to cook fine dishes. And those skills are to be taught to whoever the secret recipe of the fairy meat is, and Fang Wenhai will teach them together.

"Dad, you believe me. You hang the soup once with minced chicken, and double it if you have time. ”

Luo stubbornly didn't care if what she said was in line with her cognition, now that time was pressing, if she didn't act quickly, it might be too late.

"What? What? Hanging soup? ”

Luo Dahai was a little confused, did his daughter still know this?

He usually cooks a lot of big pot rice and running water mats, and he is basically unfamiliar with such a delicate technique, because he usually doesn't use it at all.

This time to drive the duck to the shelf, his master didn't let his brother go to the stove, so he had to let him toss this pot of soup.

He trembled and guarded all night, but now his daughter tasted it and said no, and he had to hang the soup?

He didn't tell Luo Stubborn about this, how did she know that the soup should be minced chicken?

"Oh, Dad, don't ink it, otherwise you go and put Uncle Zheng and Uncle Feng together and let them taste it, should you follow what I said?"

Lao Luo's sudden cuteness made Luo stubborn and couldn't help laughing. But time waits for no one, and noon is getting closer.

"You're really here, scare me. When you woke up, you turned your head and you weren't on the kang, and I thought you got up at night, and you didn't come back after waiting for a long time, so you came here to see your dad? ”

The father and daughter were discussing it, and Fang Ruzhen, who was wearing a big cotton jacket, came in, and was relieved to see Luo stubborn.

"Hehe, Aunt Fang, I woke up and didn't worry about my dad, so I came to see him."

Luo stubbornly smiled at Fang Ruzhen, feeling that her hair was not tied up at this moment, but Aunt Fang on her chest looked very gentle.

"Brother Dahai, how's the soup?"

In fact, Fang Ruzhen is happy to see her father teach Fang Zi to Luo Dahai.

After listening to the past of the senior brother last night, Fang Ruzhen really had some opinions about Zheng Da's understanding of this person.

I thought that the senior brother was just more selfish, but I didn't expect that he had done such a treacherous thing.

It's no wonder that after so many years, people have to come to the door to retaliate, and if it were her, she couldn't swallow this breath.

"Ruzhen, you came just in time, you help taste it, and stubbornly say that you need to hang the soup."

Fang Ruzhen's arrival made Luo Dahai ask personally.

"Yo, the little girl can guide your father?"

For the amazing talent shown by Luo stubbornly, Fang Ruzhen still knows it in her heart.

After all, she couldn't hide the fact that she smelled the taste and found the ingredients, so Xiang Nan told her before.