Chapter Twenty-Nine: Three-Layer Chicken

After finishing his homework from Li Yi's house, Lin Ming hurried to the vegetable market near his home to buy vegetables.

Stewing a three-layer set of chickens is very time-consuming.

He now looks very much like a family cook, cooking and cooking, just taking care of a child, doing housework and hygiene every day, and cooking when An Ran gets off work, so that An Ran can go to work to support him.

When I came home with the ingredients I bought, I was surprised to find that my mother didn't go out to play cards today, and was watching a TV series at home.

"My son is back."

Fang Lan knocked on the melon seeds while watching the TV without moving.

Lin Ming entered the door to change his shoes and asked casually, "Mom, didn't you go to play cards today?" ”

"If you don't fight today, I'll cook for you." Fang Lan saw Lin Ming enter the living room, and he also carried the vegetables in his hand, and said in surprise: "Why are you buying so many vegetables, I bought vegetables in the morning and put them in the refrigerator, they are all fresh." ”

"I'll cook my own meals today." Lin Ming carried the dishes into the kitchen.

Fang Lan got up and came to the door of the kitchen, and said while rolling up her sleeves: "You usually just make noodles or something, how can you eat it often to nourish your brain, today my mother will make you a gastrodia steamed pigeon, and replenish your body." ”

"Okay, I love the steamed pigeons made by my mother. But I make the other dishes myself, and I want to stew a three-layer chicken set today. Lin Ming took out the ingredients and put them on the kitchen board, three sets of chickens need to be stewed for a long time, he bought an old hen, and he deliberately looked at the local chicken, 11 yuan a catty, the difference between the local chicken and the feed chicken is very big, a slightly experienced housewife, just look at the chicken mouth can be distinguished at a glance. The beak of the native chicken is hook-beak-like, with the upper beak hooked downward. The feed chickens bought from the chicken farm will be flattened as soon as they are born, so that they can eat the powdered feed. In addition, feed chickens do not peck food with their mouths all year round like native chickens, so no matter how big they are, chickens have a relatively large mouth.

Fang Lan saw Lin Ming take out a processed local chicken, a lattice, and a turtledove from the bag, as well as some medicinal herbs, such as gastrodia, wolfberry, angelica, red dates, and so on. The ingredients are well prepared, and I can't help but be surprised: "Son, what kind of dish is the three-layer set of chicken, do you want to learn to cook?" ”

Although the three-layer set of chicken is also a famous dish of Hunan cuisine, it is very troublesome, and ordinary housewives really don't know how to do it. Lin Ming told her while he was busy: "This is chicken soup, which is used to replenish the body, and when I am ready, my mother will taste it later." ”

"I'll do it. It's just a chicken broth. If you don't know how to cook, don't mess around, waste food, the heat of the soup is very important, you don't know the time, how to do it. ”

She pushed Lin Ming and said, "Okay, go outside and watch TV, if you're hungry, I'll cook now." ”

Although it was only 4 o'clock, Fang Lan had made up her mind to cook for Lin Ming. I did ideological work for myself yesterday, and I always feel that now the child is consciously obedient and no longer let the stick discipline, so let's cook for him. Therefore, she insisted on letting Lin Ming out, and she was not from a poor family, where did the child need to cook so early?

"Mom, I really do it myself, I'll do it."

"Get out and get out."

Fang Lan didn't listen to Lin Ming's explanation at all, and drove people away with disgust, constantly pushing and shoving behind Lin Ming, driving him out of the kitchen.

As an experienced housewife, Fang Lan knows very well that whether it is making chicken soup or steaming pigeons with gastrodia, it takes time. Especially in chicken soup, the tender chicken is fine, but the old hen is different, and the mastery of the heat is a very important skill for a chef. Making old hen stew is the same concept as making beer duck with old duck. The meat of the old hen is very tight, it is not easy to cook, and it needs to be stewed for a long time to make the meat soft. Therefore, it is normal to simmer in a casserole for two or three hours. Moreover, how to stew chicken soup, how to stew it, and how to make it nutritious is also a great knowledge, and it is by no means something that can be studied by reading this recipe and reading according to the book.

His son is just a freshman in high school, how can he have the skills to learn to stew soup. Even if it is stewed at that time, it will definitely not be nutritious and not delicious. Therefore, in order to be afraid that her son would waste food and mess around, Fang Lan would definitely use the authority of her parents to drive him out of her kitchen.

Lin Ming still wanted to struggle, but his mother didn't play according to the routine, punching and kicking, pinching and scratching behind him, and kept kicking. It is simply a standard template for biological mothers, which makes Lin Ming suspect that his mother may be telling the truth when he was a child that he was picked up by a trash can.

was kicked out of the kitchen by his mother, and other dishes may not be done, but he still wants to work the three-layer set of chicken. What was said yesterday was water that was spilled. If An Ran knew that he didn't do it for her, he would definitely not be angry when he was angry, and he would not really hit Lin Ming. But Lin Ming himself couldn't help it, after all, it was a promise he made.

"Mom, Mom, eh, don't pinch, it hurts to death. I'm watching from the side, just looking at the side, and I make sure I don't interfere with the whole thing. Lin Ming's scalp was numb from his mother's white bone claws, and he swore to the sky with a painful face: "I swear, just look at it and don't say it, it will definitely not hinder you." ”

"Just look at it and don't talk about it?"

"Absolutely just look at it and don't talk about it."

"Okay, you'll just be watching from the sidelines."

Mom turned around and put on her apron and began to skillfully cook in the kitchen.

Because the chickens, pigeons and turtledoves have been processed, as long as they are washed and boiled in a casserole, my mother will wash them and say: "Just the chicken will cook the soup, and the pigeons and sparrows will be steamed Tianma, you can watch and study hard next to you, and it will not hurt to cook when you grow up in the future." ”

“......”

Seeing that the three sets of chickens he bought were ruined like this, Lin Ming had a painful expression on his face, but he couldn't say it now, otherwise he would definitely be kicked out again. But don't say no, the three-layer chicken that was said to be good turned into local chicken soup and gastrodia steamed pigeon, and one dish became two, which looked good, but his promise was gone.

Leaning against the kitchen door, Lin Ming had an idea, pretending to be careless and said, "Mom, haven't you heard of the three-layer set of chickens?" ”

"I've heard of it, it seems to be Huaiyang cuisine."

Fang Lan carefully washed the ingredients.

Lin Ming said seriously: "Huaiyang cuisine is three sets of chickens, and three-layer sets of chickens are authentic Hunan dishes." Liu Sanhe, one of the four famous chefs in Yuncheng during the Republic of China, invented it, Mom, you are not good at cooking, I have never heard of such a classic dish. ”

Fang Lan rolled her eyes and said, "Doesn't eat good home-cooked food?" Raised you to such a big age, your wings are stiff, and you start to dislike your mother's cooking? ”

"That's not it, my mother's cooking is the best in the world."

Lin Ming said: "But I heard that this dish is very nourishing, so I want to make it for my mother." ”

Fang Lan glanced back at him and said, "It's you who want to eat it." ”

"It's worthy of my own mother, and her eyes are like torches. Am I not trying to do my homework? When I was still growing my body, I lacked nutrition. ”

"Don't you know how to cook? Don't you think you need me as a nanny anymore, what nutrition is missing? ”

"Mom, what are you talking about, I'm only 15 years old, I grow up, of course I lack nutrition. The most important thing is that I am now preparing for the entrance examination of the first high school, and I am working hard to make up for the culture, if I don't make up for my brain, how can I do it? ”

"Chicken soup and gastrodia steamed pigeon are not enough for you to make up?"

"Although the local chicken soup and gastrodia steamed pigeon are good, but Mom, think about it, these are two dishes, the nutrition and brain nourishing things in them are separated, and the medicinal herbs put are not as many as the three-layer set of chicken, and the supplements are definitely not so comprehensive. The three-layer set of chicken is different, there are many things in it, and there are many medicinal herbs, and it will definitely be more nourishing to drink. The combination of local chicken soup and gastrodia steamed pigeon must be better nutrition than separate ones, do you say? And my belly is only so big, and I can't eat a whole chicken and a whole pigeon, so I can only eat chicken soup and pigeons, and my stomach is not a basin, and it can't hold so many things. I just thought that it would be easier to do it together. ”

"You're as much-fed as a cat."

Fang Lan put down the native chicken in his hand and shook the water in his hand: "Okay." Do you have a recipe, I'll make this three-layer chicken for you. ”

"I memorized the recipe at a glance."

Lin Ming said happily: "I'll tell you the method, just wait for you to master it." ”

"How?"

"Cook the chickens, pigeons, and sparrows in water for 20 minutes over high heat."

"Boil?"

"Yes."

"And then?"

"After cooking, chop off the chicken head and chicken feet, then stuff the sparrows into the pigeons, stuff the pigeons into the chickens, then put the casserole, put cooking wine, fine salt, fennel, ginger, red dates, wolfberry, gastrodia, angelica. Cover the mouth of the pot with a layer of gauze, and you can start making soup. ”

"It's not very difficult." Fang Lan wrote it down carefully, nodded and said, "Got it, you go watch TV, I'll take care of it." ”

"Then I'll wait for my mother to stew a three-layer chicken for me."

Hearing his mother's assurance, Lin Ming left to watch TV in the living room. He doesn't really care about how his mother is doing, he just depends on whether his mother is willing to do it. As a female chef recognized by the family and deeply inherited by her grandmother, her mother's cooking skills are no worse than that of her aunt. The authentic Yuncheng home-cooked food is made to perfection and is divided into three points.

Basically, as long as she promised to cook, even if it was the first time to cook it, with years of kitchen experience and housewife intuition, the taste would definitely not be much worse. Although the family banquet in later generations is generally the chef of the eldest aunt, it is because the spoon is a hard work, and the mother does not move.

Otherwise, the eldest uncle and the second uncle would rather eat the food cooked by their mother. Because according to them, this is the most grandmother's craft meal, and it is the taste of the hometown countryside, the original taste, and it is very nostalgic.

Lin Ming returned to the living room, but instead of watching TV, he ran to his room to read a book. Later, when the three-layer chicken set is ready, he will have to find a way to send it to An Ran.

After more than ten minutes, when he was working on the question, Lin Ming suddenly felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and someone called.

When I picked up the phone, it was Liang Xiaoyue.

"Hey, Lin Ming."

"Yes, Mr. Liang, what's wrong?"

"I heard Hou Wenhui say, your music website is looking for some relationship to ask for copyright?"

"Yes. I originally thought that I would find you in two days, but I still have to find a way to get the copyright of some domestic record companies. ”

"I have a way, but there are some conditions."

"Well, you say."

"Your Mingran Technology, I'm very optimistic, how about I get into some stocks?"

Lin Ming's Mingran Technology, before the MP3 market arrived, Hou Wenhui and Liang Xiaoyue were not optimistic. Because it exists without any market, netizens simply won't buy it.

But as soon as MP3 came out, the result was naturally different. In order to download more and more complete music, the arrival of the era of music websites is a natural thing.

In fact, as soon as the MP3 market came, domestic music download websites sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. However, these are all pirated websites, focusing on traffic to earn advertising fees, and later generations were either defeated by those genuine websites or got into lawsuits, and the end was quite miserable.

So this is also the reason why Lin Ming wants to be genuine, because there is no stain on being genuine, and if it develops in the future, even if competitors want to destroy it, they can't destroy it.