The old man of the Cheng family did not have a good face, and he played with the Buddha beads: "You are unreasonable, your entourage is going to take over the girl, can your uncle stop it?" Who knows that it's the second person in your family, and the nephew can't blame the uncle for his brother's suspicion! ”

The secretary-general dragged Gu Tingwen's family to make a short time, and it was Gu Tingwang who instigated him so that he could detain people in the office; As for the people outside the Chengfu, it remains to be discussed.

Gu Tingwen held Ren Yan's hand and didn't let go, his eyes were dark, and he was always silent.

The Buddha beads knocked, and the old man of the Cheng family took his hand and sighed: "Uncle knows that you don't want to see our family, but that woman is unruly." But no matter how unruly it is, you have to look at your unborn eldest nephew and let her live a few more breaths. ”

There was a long silence.

Master Cheng couldn't help it first: "Let's go, when the child is born, her life and death are all up to you, and the family has nothing to do with her." ”

In order to avoid trouble, a compromise of last resort.

So what kind of short handle does he have in Gu Tingwen's hands, and if he really doesn't let go, what price will he pay for it?

Ren Yan was curious, and he was also worried about Gu Tingwen.

He is a junior, no official and no position, and to his father's generation, he is an idler who does not want to make progress, and he can't become a big thing, but his strength is clearly not.

His existence makes people jealous, and even his biological father wants to kill him, let alone others?

"Not feeling well?" He sat side by side with her, noticing that she hadn't opened her mouth all the way.

Ren Yan shook his head: "I'm thinking about you." ”

The tone is serious, and it doesn't make people feel like it's a love sentence.

Gu Tingwen smiled slightly: "Are you thinking about me, what?" ”

She told him that he was confused and worried: "Actually, when I was in Tofu Hutong, I wanted to ask you, but we were so angry at the time, it was not appropriate to ask such a question." ”

Raw points?

Yes, he was too serious, and he didn't have a good impression of her, but who would have thought that they would be an unmarried couple in just a few months.

The topic is very serious, but the first thing that comes to mind is Fengyue.

He shook her hand: "You can think like this, all this is just because my surname is Gu." ”

This is a surname that can make people rise to prominence and make hatred go to the bone.

"Oh." She didn't seem to understand.

"As for the rest," he thought for a moment, "being a journalist is the most taboo to be blind-eyed, and I have a lot of acquaintances with three religions and nine streams, and everything that should not be known has a clear account." ”

It is a real account book, grievances and hatreds, there are walking corpses under the bright moon, and there are also splendid anointing in the yin wind.

Ren Yan nodded, but couldn't help it: "What is Mr. Cheng's father afraid of?" ”

He didn't answer but laughed: "If it is his morality to save you today, it is his duty not to save you, and I don't blame him." It's just to let him loosen up, and in the future, he will sort out the lawsuit with Lian Xiu. ”

It was his uncle who had a ghost in his heart, and he was in a hurry, so he couldn't complain about him.

After saying this, he still corrected her title: "In the future, you will also be called Uncle Cheng, don't be angry." ”

First the fourth brother, then Uncle Cheng, the stubborn old man who turned around would definitely throw the Buddha beads in her face.

Gu Tingwen was unimpressed: "Your Uncle Cheng has gone on a lot of evil paths, and he has always been cautious, and he will never do anything offensive to the Buddha." ”

Until he slept late at night, he didn't talk to her about those obscure old things.

The girls' school was on vacation, and Ren Yan put all her thoughts on Hongpheasant Hall. The chefs in the medicinal kitchen are busy, and she may not need to do everything herself, so when she takes care of the stove, she has to think about what she can learn from Du Liren.

He looked down on her openly, but secretly he tried his best.

I caught the two gentlemen last night, and they screamed like ghosts, saying that they had received Master Du's ocean to pick up her nephew, who was a loud nephew, and said that they had noses and eyes.

Although Master Du is not so capable of calling friends and companions, he tosses such a mighty battle for her, but when Gu Tingwang is involved, he can't run away from Du Liren, and the master and servant are alone.

Originally, if he caught her, he could not only threaten Gu Tingwen, but also help him, killing two birds with one stone.

Ren Yan stood in the threshold and looked at the red kitchen with the opposite face, and he was teaching his apprentices a lesson, sneer, how could he have such a big face!

The young man rushed over: "Master Ren, you are still here, the wife of the Zhang Mansion in Xicheng said that there is no more rose dew wine left, and I sent the order money, please take the time to send someone to get it." ”

When Senior Brother Yang heard the letter, he flipped through the account book: "No, I came to take two altars on the eighteenth of last month, and it will be time." ”

When he had finished speaking, he took two new urns of new wine from the top of the wooden shelf, checked the date on the brown paper slip at the bottom of the altar, and gave it to the fellow.

"It's just a month, when I send it to someone, I say that I will take it again before the year, otherwise I will get a new one after the year, and I forgot that the symptoms of liver qi and stomach can not be broken."

"Okay, don't worry!"

The young man walked like a fly with two jars of wine in his arms.

Ren Yan looked back and smiled: "After a few years like this, the senior brother will probably be able to sit in the hall for consultation." ”

Senior Brother Yang waved his hand: "I've listened to you for a long time, who doesn't remember it?" Didn't you say that it was left for us, where should we put it? ”

Ren Yanbi is a small urn with a big palm at the bottom: "There is a Buddha's hand in the rose wine for Mrs. Zhang, we don't need this, so we made six new altars, scooped them out and distributed them to everyone." The smallest red paper sealed altar was sent to the Xu Mansion. ”

Senior Brother Yang's hand holding the wine paused, and his fingers pretended to inadvertently skim over the smallest altar.

There are still a few days to be New Year's Day, and in the second half of the day, all the chefs in the kitchen have got an urn of rose wine, which is an excellent New Year's gift for themselves or for their wives and girls, and they are full of joy for a while.

Ren Yan gave his altar to Mai Fenghui: "I can't be idle these days, Master Lao Mai sent it to Xiaomei, this girl doesn't know where Gao Le went." ”

Mai Fenghui held the small wine jar and nodded, speechless.

As a person who came over, Ren Yan squinted at him: "Quarrelsome? ”

Mai Fenghui's face flushed, and he returned the wine jar to her: "I, I rejected Miss Xiao, she is a good girl, she just thinks that I am not suitable for her, I ...... I'm sorry......"

Ren Yanle: "I'm sorry for what, don't be embarrassed, you also keep this altar, and you have the right to honor the old lady." ”

"My mother is not in Beijing, I ......," he held the wine jar a little embarrassed, "Let's cook dishes from my mother's hometown for Master Ren." ”

Mai Fenghui's mother is from Changting and cooks authentic Hakka dishes; He was young and naturally skilled.

At this point, Ren Yan cheekily felt that the talented masters probably had similar experiences.

Coincidentally, there is an urn of good rose wine in the back kitchen, as well as live pigeons cooing in the cage, just in time to make a plate of rose-baked pigeons.

Mak Bong-fai caught two young pigeons, slaughtered and washed them, and let his hands and feet be difficult, so he had to help him, grinding aniseed and pepper powder, so that he could coat and marinate the pigeon meat.

Salt and honey powder are also smeared, and a small glass of rose wine is poured in, and all the ingredients are ready to force out the flavor of the pigeon meat.

Waiting for the time to absorb the taste, Ren Yan listened to Mak Fenghui introduce her to all kinds of spices, after all, when she made medicinal food, she might as well consider these ordinary and inconspicuous spices.

In the mixture of braised pork and beef, there is anise, cumin and cinnamon, cloves and peppercorns and ginger are added to add two flavors of licorice and tangerine peel, and the soup boiled is sweet and spicy, and it has the effect of strengthening the spleen and warmth.

In addition, the Sichuan cuisine next door Master Xue often makes peppercorns, braised lo-mei or pickled sauerkraut, occasionally grinding flour and coarse salt mixed into pepper salt, and the meat skewers on the grill may also be sprinkled to increase the fragrance and remove the fish, and can also dispel dampness and relieve pain.

Similar black pepper and white pepper, the former is often used to accompany Western food beef and lamb chops or pieces of meat, freshly ground to store the maximum aroma, warm the spleen and kidney.

As for the latter, in addition to the effect of black pepper, it can also remove the fishy greasy and antiseptic, and can also treat wind and cold and increase appetite.

There is also perilla used for stir-fried snails or beef and mutton, which is spicy and incomparable; The sweet pine used in the brine goose is thick with fragrant hemp; Occasionally, it is replaced by an appropriate amount of Yangchun sand or Xinyi, and the brine is another different taste.

The medicinal Angelica Angelica Astragalus and Angelica codonopsis can occasionally be used as soup or marinade to dispel fishy smell and increase fragrance.

Ordinary spices, just remember the recipe, but did not carefully touch the doorway, it is rare to have such a detailed statement, Ren Yan held a small notebook to write down one by one.

Mak Bong-hui spoke slowly and patiently, glanced at the table clock, and took out the pickled pair of suckling pigeons and put them in the clay bowl; It's not like that, and there is a pair of chopsticks under the pigeon.

In the gap between the chopsticks and the bottom of the bowl, a cup of rose wine was placed, and the fried green onion and ginger were added to the spoon of Shao wine and the second soup urn at the bottom of the bowl, the bowl lid was firmly covered, and the whole clay bowl was put into the iron pot to sit on a slow fire.

When the time comes, take the bowl to hold the pigeon meat, and the wine is fragrant; There was still half a glass of red rose wine left in the bowl cup, but it was already tasteless.

Ren rouge slipped his cup stupidly.

Mai Fenghui smiled while cutting the pigeon meat: "The taste of wine is all in the meat, this is the meaning of baked pigeons." ”

A pair of pigeons were cut and neatly stacked, and their heads and tails soared to the sky, pouring a layer of soup left over from the bottom of the bowl, and a few grains of coriander on top.

The fire and wine bring out all the flavors, fresh and rich, the pigeon meat is smooth, not rich and colorful, but the umami is very good.

Ren Yan reluctantly put down his chopsticks: "Why didn't Master Mai do it earlier, hang up the water card, so that we can see the master's handwriting." ”

Mai Fenghui put down the knife and was a shy man, he lifted his glasses and shook his head: "Master is better than me, but he is too old and refuses to go north, so I only have seventy percent of his essence." ”

"Master Mai is not very old after all, if it is a little later, he will definitely be blue."

I have to say that Gu Tingwen invited Mai Fenghui here, and he was discerning.

She was so happy.

After being here for nearly an hour, she should also go back and bow to someone with a smile: "Thank you for your advice today, I have benefited a lot." ”

Mai Fenghui shook his hand again and again and said he didn't dare: "I heard that Master Ren wants to learn from his uncle, I want to do my best to help Master Ren, there are not many people in our generation who have courage and craftsmanship, and I don't want Master Ren to be buried." ”

"Thank you for lifting." Ren Yan pursed his lips and smiled, "I hope to live up to your trust." ”

Her arm, new and old, can only fight with all her strength when the time comes.

"Master Ren." Mai Fenghui remembered something, and called her again, "Is there a favorite helper, if...... I'd like to give it a try. ”

Ren Yan smiled: "We are not in the same family, it is not in accordance with the rules to learn from others like this." ”

said that it is good to go it alone, and it is not possible to form a gang.

Mai Fenghui blushed and smiled: "I understand, then worshipping the master as a teacher and the apprentice helping the master is not a deception." ”