Chapter 35: Double Happiness (5)

The lettuce has been cut into shreds, and the pot has been brushed clean, Qiao Xiaowan asked her mother to boil the pot with water, and then put it in the lettuce and blanch it, scoop it up and put it on a plate.

After scooping it up, put oil in the cauldron, put garlic, ginger, and green onion in the water to spice up, after the oil boils, about garlic, ginger and shallots are fried in the oil for about five minutes, and the oil is put in the self-pickled soybean paste, adjust the salt taste, put the chili pepper, cook it in the oil and scoop the oil directly with a spoon, pour it on the lettuce silk, the lettuce silk exudes a nourishing fragrance, and finally sprinkle the green onion.

The shredded salad lettuce with fragrant sauce is good.

Li Sanmei used to cook with salt and oil, there was no monosodium glutamate in ancient times, and there was no soy sauce or anything, and the peasant dishes had no umami, unlike restaurants and large households that could use chicken soup and duck soup to hang freshness.

Where can ordinary people's dishes be as colorful, fragrant and fragrant as in their previous life, it is a very distant thing, so Qiao Xiaowan made a trick and used an appropriate amount of sauce to adjust the freshness, and the lettuce tasted much more delicious when eaten in the mouth.

Qiao Xiaowan looked at the finished cold lettuce shreds, and smiled at Li Sanmei: "Mother, you can taste it." ”

Li Sanmei looked at the lettuce silk that intersected with beauty and fragrance, and salivated very much when she smelled it, she couldn't believe that it was her daughter's cooking, so she tried to pick up the chopsticks and taste it, and her brows suddenly relaxed.

This lettuce is still so made, and it is so delicious!

Li Sanmei glanced at her daughter in shock, and now she completely believed that Lord Yan had taught her daughter skills, otherwise how could her daughter make such delicious dishes, probably more than the dishes in the restaurant.

"Delicious!" Li Sanmei couldn't stop praising after eating, and then she stopped unsatisfied, waiting for Qiao Laide and Shi to eat together, and said: "Xiaowan, your dish is really delicious, my mother is sure, it is better than the chef of the restaurant in the town." ”

"Really?" Qiao Xiaowan asked.

Li Sanmei nodded with a full face: "Really, in the past, my mother and your father went out to do errands, and your father also took me to the restaurant a few times in order to make me happy, and the dishes they cooked were not as delicious as the ones you made in the evening." ”

Qiao Xiaowan's eyes rolled when she heard this, and she had an idea in her heart, it seemed that she was going to go to the town tomorrow to change some money.

"It's good if my mother likes it." Qiao Xiaowan smiled sweetly.

Li Sanmei looked at her daughter's smart and smart little face, and the more she looked at it, the more she loved her, and she couldn't help touching her head with her hand, her eyes were loving.

Qiao Xiaowan smiled: "Mother, while my father and brother haven't come back yet, let's hurry up and do other things." ”

"Okay." Li Sanmei was full of interest, and she was very excited to eat the delicious food made by her daughter and burn firewood.

Now the dishes are limited, and the seasonings are also limited, especially soy sauce, Qiao Xiaowan has found that there is no such thing as soy sauce in this era, so Qiao Xiaowan can only use very few seasonings to ensure the deliciousness.

But Qiao Xiaowan can only try her best, for her, the conditions are simple and difficult, and the taste is still much worse than in her previous life.

Qiao Xiaowan made hot and sour Chinese cabbage, fried shredded radish, sauerkraut soup, and put a lot of lard on the sauerkraut soup, so that the sauerkraut soup would taste much more delicious.

Cold lettuce shreds, hot and sour Chinese cabbage, fried shredded radish, sauerkraut soup, three dishes and one soup, a family of four is just right.

Qiao Xiaowan had just made dinner, and Qiao Wenjing helped Qiao Laide back.

Qiao Laide's face was pale, he had just woken up, and now he had a serious concussion at the beginning of the disease, he vomited on the road, and almost fainted, and he was afraid that his son would be tired so he insisted on not fainting, and when he got home, the bed was made, and he immediately lay down on the bed to rest.