Master Mai's face turned even redder, and he explained in a panic: "No, no, Master Ren is ...... with me."

"Don't talk yet!" Boss Xiao Mei was not happy, and the posture of protecting the calf was full, "Senior sister, you are too unkind, how loyal and honest people are, our clumsy and blunt cheeks are your opponents!" ”

The meaning of Ren Yan's words: "Xiao Mei, who are you with us?" ”

After all, the little girl was thin-faced, made a big red face, and was ruthless: "Ren Yan, you bully me again, I, I'll tell my dad to go!" ”

Ren Yanle: "You are Gui Geng this year, still playing this hand?" I'm three years old, so I don't like to sue for black! ”

The two girls were arguing, Mai Fenghui felt that he was in the way here, so he excused himself to go home on the pretext that Lu Yuan was far away, so he left politely, and greeted the seventh master outside.

There are only two girls left in the back kitchen, and they can whisper behind people's backs.

Ren Yan nodded at Xiao Mei's head: "Look at you being here all afternoon, wandering around like grinding, I really see it!" ”

Xiao Mei twisted her hands behind her back: "Don't you think Mai Fenghui looks good?" ”

"It's pretty."

Xiao Mei smiled happily: "People are usually polite and polite, and they blush when they speak, but when they cook, they are not ambiguous at all, they swallow mountains and rivers, and they are so likable!" ”

Ren Yan thoughtfully: "Ah, it turns out that you are so good!" ”

"Senior sister, you're so annoying!" She rolled her eyes, turned around and ran.

Ren Yan locked the door and laughed at her behind her: "Don't go, I'll send you home first, I have to tell the master, it's such a big deal!" ”

She ran faster.

Sending people home, Xiao Mei begged for a threat, but she didn't let Ren Yan tell Xiao Tong what she said.

The two girls had a secret, Gu Tingwen didn't look at it, talked some gossip on the road, and entered the courtyard of Fuxue Hutong together.

The female gentlemen of the neighborhood got off work early today and pulled Zhao's mother to touch the domino; The lamp under the porch was a warm yellow color, and the tallest female gentleman leaned out of the window: "Mr. Gu sent Miss Ren back, have you eaten?" ”

Ren Yan nodded, and took out a few packets of rose rice cakes from his cloth pocket: "Newly made in the second half of the morning." ”

The female gentleman took it in his hand happily, and went up to the cabinet in the room to take two paper bags: "I will go to Shanghai and bring some candy, Mr. and Miss love to eat, not more, just be a snack!" ”

One pack is a white ball candy, the ivory white candy paper is printed with red, yellow and blue balls, the crystal crystal is very pleasing, and it seems that the sweet and greasy taste is about to slip out.

The other package is assorted fruit candy, with colorful birds and birds printed on the bottom of the orange sugar paper, arching the picture of pineapple, pomegranate and orange, tearing the candy paper, and the room is full of the fragrance of fruits.

"Is it sweet?"

The one who took off his coat leaned over and snatched the candy from her mouth; Ren Yan quickly curled his tongue and didn't ask him to take advantage, but in the end, he still asked him to please him.

Yi Yi spread along her lips and tongue, Gu Tingwen had already straightened up and gave a pertinent comment: "It's too sweet!" ”

It was clear that she licked the tip of her tongue, and said that she was incomprehensible, old-fashioned and boring, what kind of virtue!

She curled up and hid in the couch.

The bargain man sat down across from her seriously, looked at her with his hands on his knees and smiled, it seemed that he had something important to say, and Ren Yan sat up straight.

"The Gu family's banquet is the most complicated in the year, and most of the people invited are elders, and my parents are not at home this year, so I will inevitably take care of one or the other."

He said that he was pitiful, and he wanted her to help.

Ren Yan didn't pick up the stubble: "The seventh master is hard." ”

Gu Tingwen was not in a hurry, and asked slowly: "You have a reputation with me, can you help me share some of it?" ”

How do you call it famous?

Her gaze dodged, her mouth pursed and her head bowed shyly.

He explained: "Last time in Tianjin, Uncle Xu asked about you, and I told him that you are my fiancée, and now the guests are coming, and the host is not complete, so it is not appropriate. ”

After Ren Yan was with him, he also developed the habit of reading the newspaper every day, and the Jingsheng Newspaper was mostly current affairs, and the Uncle Xu in his mouth, except for the one on the ceiling, probably no one else.

Since it is a person with such an identity who is a guest of the family, the accompanying person naturally cannot be taken lightly.

She became serious: "It's not a trivial matter, if something goes wrong in the future, you ......"

He smiled: "That's why I came to invite you, there are very few people who can believe it, and I can only rest assured when I hand it over to you." ”

She can live well in her own acre and three points, and that is only on the case, but this time it is a big feast, and she needs to take care of it inside and outside, and she can't get out of the slightest fork.

It was precisely because of her concerns that she did not dare to agree.

Gu Tingwen stopped talking, waiting for her reply.

"I haven't done any big banquets, the annual banquet at home or the birthday of my father and eldest wife, the eldest wife and her brothers are all talking about it, and I can't go on the stage after listening to a few ears, but those ears are also very complicated."

He smiled and nodded, listening to her continue.

"I came to Honghentang to make a birthday banquet with my master and uncle, just to do chores, and it was only Mr. Cheng's wedding banquet that took the lead, but it was still not comprehensive, and there was a big fork."

If you want to say that Lianxiu and Du Liren are not ninety percent, she also has to bear Yicheng, and she didn't pay attention to the guy who ate inside and out, which made people take advantage of the loopholes, and it was very embarrassing to say.

Ren Yan held his face and muttered: "Although I want to give it a try, I can't help but worry, and I don't want to implicate you because of unnecessary negligence." ”

"Rouge—"

He held her hand into his palm across the coffee table: "I will accompany you all the way." ”

Accompany her on the way to the chef, give her a pair of wings, and go thousands of miles back.

His hands were warm, dispelling her uneasiness.

Ren Yan laughed: "Okay, I'll try?" ”

"Okay, you try." He was firm in her thoughts.

Promised quickly, and waited until the dead of night, Ren Yan couldn't help but feel bold when he recalled it.

But in the future, it is necessary to open the door and set up a shopkeeper, and the guests who enter the restaurant are all kinds of people, and they can't be afraid because of their identity, and fear can't be successful.

She cheered herself up, took the time to add a handful of firewood, the fire in her heart can't be extinguished, if it's like cooking, it will taste like cooking halfway, then the taste will be defeated to grandma's house!

When she said this, she squatted by the stove and watched the purple abalone cook on low heat; Rinse the dry goods with cold water before, boil in an aluminum pot over high heat, and simmer on low heat for another hour.

This is the method of Hongpheasant, and as a handyman, it will be the most skilled in hair and dry goods.

Master Mai uses Nanyang money abalone to make Buddha jumping over the wall, which is well-proportioned, the color of the shell is good-looking, and the cooked meat is smooth and crispy.

Hongpheasant Tang commonly used is the purple abalone in the Jiaodong area, which is large and bright, with a rich fragrance, plump meat, and an excellent sugar heart.

The method of hair production is also very different, and Master Mai thinks it is very interesting, so he squats and watches it together.

"Did Master Mak do this when he was an apprentice?"

Mai Fenghui nodded: "Do it often, I will learn what the master does; If he doesn't learn well, he won't want to talk to me until he finishes learning. ”

That's very good, unlike Du Liren with his apprentices, who always thinks that filial piety comes out under the stick, and his fists and feet are combined.

Mak Fenghui said: "Master has a good temper, and he won't speak when he gets angry, but my other uncle has a bad temper, which is very similar to Uncle Du. ”

He was also embarrassed to gossip behind his back, and looked at it carefully from side to side before he was relieved.

Ren Yan held a small pu fan.

When it's time to move the abalone out to cool, brush the hair with a small brush and then go to the intestines, rinse it and put it on the grate to steam, the pot is boiled with alkaline noodles, and it is boiled on a warm low fire for two days and nights.

During the day, Ren Yan guarded the fire, and at night Mai Fenghui watched, and in two days, the purple abalone was sent through, and the knife was cut out to cool and changed.

The cut purple abalone pieces should be thoroughly fed into the newly hung chicken broth, and the flavor of the soup will be added. Drizzle a layer of glass dough and pour chicken fat on it, and wait for the skirt to be plated.

The newly taken skirt is also cut into long sections, put on the grate and steam it with chicken soup to get rid of the flavor of fifty percent, then add the solid flavor of the ingredients, simmer the stubble over low heat, and wait until it is soft before leaving the fire.

On the other hand, the scallops that have been removed and washed and peeled clean must also be steamed to make the chicken broth soft, add to the skirt with flavor, and then pour chicken fat to thicken and brighten the color.

At this point, an abalone skirt is finished.

No one has ever made this dish, and they all rely on experience to deal with it, and when they go to the dish, Ren Yan and Mai Fenghui are worried about each other.

Fortunately, they are all skilled masters, and the dishes are excellent.

When the water card was hung, Mai Fenghui's name fell, but when the guests saw him praise, he was not stingy, and he was not stingy, and he didn't dare to take credit for the hard work of Master Ren.

Ren Yan didn't go to the hall and buried his head in wondering if he could improve the dish.

Later, when simmering the scallops, the purple abalone was also deliberately put in, and the scallops were boiled in chicken soup and green onion and ginger; The fresh flavor that comes out is really more than before, and it doesn't look abrupt with the simmered skirt, and the two are truly combined.

After cleaning up this dish, Ren Yan pondered another dish that Mai Fenghui said last time, picking two, three or four or five kinds, and making a mixed or stewed dish with abalone.

But the abalone is very delicious, mixed with chicken soup and duck mushrooms, and the tip of the sheep's elbow and hooves is added, the taste is not as good as the original, not to mention the abalone skirt or Buddha jumping over the wall.

The meat and vegetables in the Hung Pheasant Hall flow like water every day, and there is no time for them to try the dishes again and again. After finishing his homework, Ren Yan always thought about it.

Thinking about coming and going, thinking about the magic barrier, I really figured out a strange one.

That day, she went to Gu's house to prepare a banquet, and saw that the prepared Zi Bao was unwilling to move, and the steward did not dare to disobey her, and she could call as much as she wanted, and she couldn't go back and make up for it.

The masters on the side of the case are frying the box, which looks like abalone; Ren Yan had a brain fever for a while, and the washed abalone was also rolled into the oil.

Out of the pot is beautiful and bright, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, if you don't look carefully, it really looks like a snack. The master of the white case looked interesting, and even picked a green plum outside to decorate it.

If it weren't for the plum blossoms wrapped in flour and put in the pot, and the wilted ones would have been fished out, Ren Yan would have wanted to fry the flowers, after all, the fried abalone would not look good on the plate.

Gu Tingwen came home from work, and saw her standing by the stove with her hands behind her back, wandering around, so she ordered someone to peel a box of pigeon eggs.

"What's the point?" Ren Yan's eyes were shining.

He shook his head: "No, I just remembered the piece of candy I ate with you." ”

That night, he didn't catch the assorted fruit candy, but he bit half of the candy.

Ren Yan cleared his throat: "What are you thinking about?" ”

"Do you remember that candy wrapper, the colored ball on it?" He laughed and pushed her into the kitchen, "Go and fry the eggs and put them on the side of the abalone." ”