"My mother still held her mind." Mrs. Gu sandwiched two fish cakes and put down her chopsticks reservedly, "Miss Ren's craftsmanship is very good, but she can't be the hostess of the Gu family, and she was reluctant to agree with Hui Yu at ......the beginning."

Gu Tingwen interrupted his mother: "Hui Yu has been married for more than a month. ”

"yes." The old lady couldn't hide her regret, and took the tea and ate it, "If Miss Ren were a girl from your father's colleague's family, maybe I would be relieved, but her identity is not good." ”

After being discharged from the hospital, Mr. Gu lay at home all day long, resigned from all positions, and claimed that he was old and needed to take care of himself; The old lady's attitude softened a lot, and she was often pleasant.

However, this is already her last compromise, as for her youngest son to marry a cook, she sternly refused, and expressed her determination to Gu Tingwen and Ren Yan every day, especially today.

The master of the Xiangdi family resigned early to avoid the civil strife of the Gu family, and now there is a shortage of people on the stove, the old lady wants to eat the Xiangfei fish cake, and on a whim she invited Ren Yan to take charge of the spoon, and the little girl was steaming taro in the kitchen.

Some time ago, she and Mai Fenghui pondered a new dish, and it happened that the Gu family ordered someone to send a basket of Lipu betel nut taro, which was large, and when it was steamed and ripe, it was not only loose and glutinous, but also fragrant.

At that moment, Ren Yan's heart couldn't bear it, so he fried taro slices and wrapped them in golden pork slices to make a roasted button meat, and then mixed fish or chicken minced chicken and mushroom shoots and fried them, which were crispy and delicious; But there were still a lot of taro left in the basket, and she thought about other dishes.

After steaming, the taro is ready to be kneaded into a puree, adding spices and meat or pricked or steamed, half taro and half meat, which has its own flavor.

But as soon as the taro entered the steamer, the old lady came, first asked the girl to give a reward, and then proposed to ask for a plate of Xiangfei cake in today's dish, and really regarded her as a master hired by the family.

Get off the horse, Ren Yan is like a mirror in his heart.

Before she could speak, Gu Tingwen first stretched out her hand to collect the reward money for her: "Mother is joking with you, this year's late New Year's money, take it." ”

The old lady immediately turned her face, and the little girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything.

Gu Tingwen didn't seem to be aware of it, and rolled up his sleeves to do chores for Ren Yan.

Scooped up a live silver carp from the urn, washed it and put it on the board, then cleaned his hands and stood aside to watch.

The old lady has always been stable, and the great anger of the sky had to be restrained a little in front of everyone's eyes, and when she saw that her son turned away, her steps were fast, but the steps in the bun were still steady.

"The old lady is really capable." Ren Yan looked at it with a smile of envy.

On that day, several ladies in the family could still walk by the eyes, but whenever they were in a hurry, their demeanor was simply unsightly, either they were thrown by earrings or smashed on their heads by tassels.

She looked at it in pain.

Gu Ting heard that she was haunted in her heart, and knocked on her head: "Cook well." ”

Xiangfei cake has only been seen once, but the old lady came to embarrass her cooking skills, so naturally she couldn't be frightened, so she removed the head and tail fin bones, and then picked out the clean fish meat and chopped it into minced pieces.

The minced mushrooms are mixed with soft white fat, put them in the mortar and beat them until the tendons are loose and broken, and then remove the fascia and splinters, so that they can knock the egg white and add fragrant powder.

The minced fish has to be minced with green onion and ginger to remove the smell, stir vigorously until it is evenly before it can be put into the steamer, spread a thin layer and steam thoroughly, and then brush a layer of golden egg yolk to steam.

In order to look good that day, the master of Xiangdi sprinkled the dried powder concocted by the seasonal red plum blossoms, and the red, yellow and white contrast was beautiful.

Now Ren Yan is ingenious, pick the black fungus soaked and pressed into plum petals, decorated with dried yellow filaments, clustered with lifelike winter plum pictures, the fragrance of plum blossoms naturally comes from this.

The old lady loves beautiful things and loves to be lively, looking at the fresh appearance of Xiangfei cake more and more, tasting it in the mouth is tender and refreshing, and the taste is extremely delicious, so she has the sigh that fish and bear paws are incompatible.

If any lady knows this craft, when she marries her husband and children in the family, it is also a means to increase the affection of husband and wife, but it's a pity that Ren Yan is a young lady who is a wild road, a female chef who shows her face.

But her son couldn't keep her soul, and she didn't have a choice, so she simply gritted her teeth and relaxed: "If you really like this girl, take it as a concubine." ”

In the hundred years of the Gu family, there have been countless aunts and wives, including famous ladies and small jasper, and there are few sisters who play with children, and the cook is the first one, which is a rare thing.

Ren Yan dried the taro, came to Gu Tingwentong to study new dishes, and left with a twisted face at the door.

Gu Tingwen then got up: "She is her son's wife, and she has no aunt's wife!" ”

He said it categorically, and the old lady was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether she was annoyed or envious.

"Have you finished talking to your mother?" Ren Yan pressed the taro to knead it into a puree, kneaded it until it was strong to become a dough-like taro paste, stretched it and then kneaded it repeatedly, and talked to him while he was busy.

"Yes."

Ren Yan smiled: "I thought you were afraid that I would be angry and rushed to explain." ”

Gu Tingwen pretended to have an epiphany: "I didn't expect this." ”

Ren glared at him.

He also laughed: "You want me to come, what are you doing?" ”

"I want to make a new dish, I have some clues, but there is no order, you can take a look, but what ideas do you have."

She kneaded the taro puree, put it on a plate, brought in the braised chicks that had been stewed earlier, and swept away the ice cubes and snow flakes that covered it, and the golden skin was crispy and soft.

The bone-cut chicken is crispy and soft, cut into shredded meat or strips, spread on top of the taro paste with egg yolk, and gently pressed into pieces.

When she got here, she couldn't make up her mind: "I thought it would be steamed, but the taro is easy to disperse when the water vapor comes up, and it is better to fry it neatly, what do you think?" ”

The master was in charge, and he only had to obey his orders, and when the oil was hot in the pan, he put the wrapped taro duck pieces into it.

Maybe the fire or the oil went wrong, and the taro paste soon loosened; I tried a few more times of fire and oil, but either the taro paste dispersed quickly, or it collapsed when it was in full swing.

I tried it for several days before I got a rough look.

The golden crispy taro shell is like a crystal clear rime out of the oil pot, wrapped in soft and glutinous taro paste, and the crispy chicken with thick tender juice in the taro paste, which is full of energy.

Ren Yan took the plate and put it in front of Gu Tingwen and Mai Fenghui: "Two masters, try it!" ”

She sat opposite her with her chin in her hands, staring at the people, hoping to make a decision; As a result, these two people spoke in unison and tasted each other, which was not the best.

Mai Fenghui put aside his chopsticks and smiled first: "Master Ren steamed the chicken first, and then took the frozen chicken skin to be crispy, the idea is very good, but the crispiness is not to the extreme, it is better to make fried chicken and then tear it up and freeze it." ”

Ren Yan buried himself in the kitchen again.

In order to keep the chicken tender, the chicken skin was overheated, and then the sauce was broken and the soup was marinated, and the urn was torn up and buried in the ice, which completely corrected the repetitive taste of the fried meat that the two masters were dissatisfied with.

For a week, she was competing with this plate of taro paste chicken, and it was easy to feel perfect, and she pondered the name of this dish.

It wasn't until Mak Bong-hui mentioned the lychee crispy chicken that the matter was over.

Gu Tingwen watched from the sidelines for a few days, felt interesting and distressed, and took someone from work to another restaurant for recreation.

The quiet room separates the bustle of the hall, and the hot master Ren can have half a day of leisure, and he lies down in the chair and shakes his hands, shouting to call the seventh master to serve.

He smiled and answered one by one, not forgetting to tap her forehead.

She rubbed her head and looked at him, "Do you feel this way when you write articles?" ”

Gu Tingwen said: "At first, it will be extreme, and it is inevitable to consider every word. ”

At that time, how many disasters were caused by the sharp edge, and later when I was able to express my mind freely, the words were full of tactfulness, and then I hid three or five points of sharpness, which was a simple concession to the world.

Therefore, he spoke: "If you can do it perfectly, work hard, no matter how bad it is, you still have me." ”

She bowed her head, her ears hot.

This meal can be eaten at will.

Back to Gu's house late at night, they discussed the renovation of the new restaurant, Liang Fu called, laughing at them for not having much patience, it was easy to go to Taixingchun today, but did not wait for him, the owner.

At the end of the chat, Liang Fu suddenly suggested that his wife wanted Ren Yan to listen to the phone.

Cheng Huiyu has rarely left home since he got married; Cheng Shi'an went south the day after she got married, and she has not returned yet, and their news has been cut off for a long time.

Now it's like a reunion of old friends.

Ren Yan held the earpiece, and on the other side was Cheng Huiyu's soft voice: "Xiao Yan, hello-"

"Hello, Hui Yu." She wasn't sure what to say, and she didn't know anything else.

"I was pregnant, and I went to the hospital today to find out." Cheng Huiyu was laughing, his voice was a little unsteady, "I can't think of anyone to share this with, so I told you first." ”

Ren Yan laughed, holding the microphone loosely and tightly: "Does your husband know?" ”

"Yes." Cheng Huiyu's laughter became more and more obvious: "He accompanied me, and the child is very healthy." ”

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

They talked a lot about it later, until Liang Fu apologized for saying that it was late and that his wife needed to rest, so he had to hang up.

Gu Tingwen had been sitting behind her, holding her waist and hands, and when he saw that he had put the phone down, he kissed her before he could hear her.

"I heard it all." When she was teary-eyed from the kiss, he restrained himself and left her body first.

Ren Yan covered his hot face, and his urn voice was angry: "Ming'er went to see her, I haven't seen her for a long time." ”

"Okay, I'll send you."

This topic seemed to be about to come to an abrupt end, but I heard him add again: "Even Liang Fu has a child, so fast." ”

She coughed softly and refused to answer him again.

It's a good thing to have children.

For Cheng Huiyu and Liang Fu, at least on the day they met, Ren Yan felt that their joy and the estrangement on the wedding day were long gone.

As for her and Gu Tingwen, after Mrs. Gu clearly learned her son's intentions, her attitude became more and more resolute, and she occasionally invited acquaintances to a banquet at home, so as to take the opportunity to agree on a suitable marriage for Gu Tingwen.

Most of the wives and ladies were hindered by their former faces, so they did not go to the banquet, and in the end they naturally broke up; Mrs. Gu became more and more anxious, and when she returned home from work, she could still see the guests entering the house.

She was busy with her, and Gu Tingwen and Ren Yan never coped.

came and went, and the marriage was not decided, but Ren Yan took the opportunity to pick a satisfactory female apprentice.