When Duanning's reply arrived in Guangzhou, the third typhoon had ended, and the weather was hot again, but it was different from the previous sweltering, and the evening began to be a little autumn cool, but the sun was still scorching during the day.

Shuning was very happy when she received the letter, not only because she received the letter from home, but also because for Tong, who was sick in bed at this time, her son's letter was a great comfort.

said that he was sick, but in fact, there was no big problem, but two days ago, Mrs. Tong invited him to listen to the play, and he was hot and tired, so he was crooked in bed and didn't want to get up, and he didn't even have much appetite for eating, just scared. Su Yun was afraid that Xianning would quarrel with the Tong family, so he spread a thin quilt on the couch in the east room, and then covered it with a soft straw mat, so that Xianning could crawl around on it, and someone else would take care of it.

As a result, Tong enjoyed tranquility and improved his spirits, but he still had no appetite and felt tired of eating.

Shuning thought about it, and saw that there was a newly bought bitter gourd in the kitchen, so she asked someone to cut the bitter gourd into sections, blanched it with water to remove some bitterness, put the pork bones and mussels into the pot to make soup, and then put the bitter gourd in after half an hour, boiled for two quarters of an hour before closing the fire, separated the oil residue with clean gauze, and put a bowl for Tong's.

Tong drank it and liked it, felt that although the taste was a little sweet, but with the taste of mussels, it was very refreshing to drink when it was hot, so he drank an extra bowl, and entered two bowls of porridge at night, and felt that his appetite was opened, and asked Shuning to make it again tomorrow.

But when Mrs. Chen came to see her the next day, she said: "The bitter gourd is too cold, and ordinary people drink this soup to cool off, but it is not suitable for Mrs. to drink." The adult is in good health, there will be nothing, but the child is still breastfeeding, I am afraid that I can't stand it. Tong immediately understood what he meant.

Shuning vaguely guessed that her mother drank the soup and then breastfed her younger brother. It will be detrimental to the health of the child, so he felt a little embarrassed, and said to Mrs. Chen: "It's Shuning who is not thoughtful. Grandpa Xie Chen reminded. ”

Old Lady Chen stroked her beard and smiled: "It's okay, the lady is also to honor her mother." If you want to make this soup again, it would be better to add more ginger to neutralize it. ”

Shuning saluted and thanked him, but he waved his hand, pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, "Speaking of which, the old man has traveled so far, and he is also a little thirsty." Lady, do you want to give the old man a bowl of bitter gourd soup too? ”

Shuning hurriedly smiled and asked Yahuan to serve the soup.

Since the bitter gourd soup was too cold, I had to change it to another one. Shuning asked someone to go to the back garden to pick some fresh lotus roots, cut them into small pieces, also use pork bones to make soup, put a handful of red beans, thought about it, put a handful of dried shrimp, and added a large piece of ginger. Salt was put in the middle of the boil, and after more than an hour, the fire was collected. I also filtered it with gauze and gave it to Tong's to taste. Tong drank it, but felt that it was not as refreshing as bitter gourd soup. But it tastes good. I ate another bowl of porridge. Shuning saw that her mother's appetite had improved, so she happily changed her method to make soup for her to drink. But Tong drinks soup and eats porridge every day. I soon felt tired of it, and liquid food is not as good as noodle rice, and it is not easy to be full after eating it for a long time.

Tong had no energy, so he half lay on the bed all day long, and from time to time asked Yahuan's daughter-in-law to hug her son and feed her by the way. Zhang Bao returned home and saw that his wife was unwell, so he came over to accompany her. He has been busy with business recently, and he has neglected his family a little, and Tong is particularly happy to be accompanied by him.

Shuning watched from the sidelines, but felt that her mother had taken the opportunity to be coquettish to her father, so she secretly held back her laughter, and instructed Su Yun, who was also snickering, not to let people disturb her, and left the upper room.

But Tong's problem of poor appetite and too little food still needs to be solved, to put it bluntly, in fact, she is tired of eating her usual meals and wants to taste something fresh. For the sake of her mother's health, Shuning racked her brains to find ways to make all kinds of delicious food.

One day, when Shuning saw Ah Yin take Tong's unfinished noodle soup back to the kitchen, she suddenly remembered something.

If she remembers correctly, the modern Shahe Noodles should only be one or two hundred years old, that is, they have not yet been born. This food is steamed with rice milk and should not be difficult to make. So she discussed with Ah Yin, asked someone to buy some old rice from the rice shop at a low price, used clean water and ground it into thin rice milk, and then steamed it into a thin skin with a bamboo drawer, cut it into thin strips with a knife, put it in water with a bamboo cover fence and cooked it, put it in a bowl, and then poured the soup specially cooked for Tong's every day into it, which was a bowl of soup powder.

Ah Yin tasted the taste and said, "It's very refreshing, make it thinner next time, soak it for a long time, and wait for it to taste." What is this powder called? ”

Shuning replied, "It's Shahe Noodles." After a pause, he added: "I heard that it is a local specialty food called Shahe, but it is impossible to know how it is." We don't have to care about its origin, if the taste is okay, let's make another bowl for Eniang to taste. ”

Ah Yin nodded, steamed the rice milk more thinly, cut it more evenly, and made a bowl for Tong to eat. Unexpectedly, this Shahe noodle was right for Tong's appetite, not only the taste of the soup she liked, but also something that could be eaten, and she ate a big bowl.

Shuning happily pulled Ah Yin back to the kitchen to discuss what tricks could be conjured up with Shahe noodles. When she saw the rest of the ground flour, she wondered if this translucent and thin thing could be made into other foods. That's right, such as cheong fun, such as ...... Pink fruit?

She remembered the Cantonese dim sum skin she had been troubled with, and wondered if this rice noodle skin could be used to wrap dim sum?

Do what you think. It's early afternoon, and the kitchen is fine, so it's time to use it for experiments. She checked the pink skin, and thought that it should not be easily broken, so she used a bowl to separate the round skins, smeared them with a layer of oil, and put them for later use.

She asked Ah Yin to help, cut some minced meat, mushroom grains, dried shrimp grains, coriander or something, mixed peanuts and fried them together in the oil pot, put some seasonings, put them in a bowl, and put them in the middle of a piece of flour with a spoon, wrap them, and stick them with rice grains if they can't stick to them, and put them in the pot to steam them in water.

After steaming and tasting one, the taste is okay, but the skin is too easy to break, and there is a smell of rice. Ah Yin tasted one, handed another one to Chunxing to eat, and then tilted his head and asked Shuning: "Why do you use this kind of rice skin to make it?" Wouldn't it be better to use clear noodles? ”

Shuning looked at her with wide eyes, and Ah Yin hesitated a little when she saw her like this: "If you make it with clear noodles, it's not so easy to break the skin." And the Otherworldly Cannon Mania Sodu tastes better, right? ”

It turns out that Ah Yin knows how to make clear noodles! Shuning hurriedly asked, "Sister Ayin, how do you use Cheng noodles?" Speak quickly to me. ”

Ah Yin told her carefully. It turns out that the dough is washed in water and the gluten is washed out. Let the powder sink to the bottom and drain the water. After drying it into a dry powder and grinding it finely, it is a clear face. Some people have been using this kind of noodles as a snack for a long time

Next, Ah Yin made some noodles in front of Shuning, took them to the backyard to dry, and then said to Shuning: "Miss, don't worry, the sun is so big now." It doesn't take two days to dry. Shuning nodded.

In the evening, Tong greatly praised the Shahe noodles made by Shuning and Ah Yin, and Zhang Bao also ate a bowl of supper, but he felt that the soup base made with pork bone soup was not as delicious as chicken soup, but he still praised his daughter.

Shuning didn't take her parents' praise to heart, and was thinking about Chengmian with all her heart.

After two days, the noodles were dried and ground up. After the kitchen work was done, Ah Yin drove the others away, leaving only Shuning and Chunxing to demonstrate how to make dim sum skin with Cheng noodles.

She tossed some corn flour with the noodles. Bring a small pot of water to a boil, pour half of the ground flour into it, stir and cover. After a while, put the pot upside down on the wooden board prepared next to it, and then add the remaining ground flour. Rubbed for a long time. Roll out something that resembles dough.

She broke the lump into small pieces and used a rolling pin to grind them into pastry skins. Then he smiled and said to Shuning, "Just put the finished stuffing in it." I've got the aspici and shrimp ready for lunch, so let's try it now? Shu Ning nodded hurriedly, Chun Xing brought out a plate of fillings, and the three of them began to wrap powder fruit and shrimp dumplings.

After making a steamed meal, the taste is really good, Shuning sighed in her heart: I finally found a way to make Cantonese dim sum, and when I want to eat it in the future, I can make it and eat it at any time. This kind of food is better than Wanning's fruit salad and cookies.

Ah Yin ate a few snacks and said: "Actually, it's better to use Cheng noodles to make dim sum, but the rice skin that Miss used that day can also be used to make other things, such as what rice noodles you said yesterday, as long as you smear a layer of egg juice on the flour skin, and add vegetables and meat to steam." But what I like the most is the sand river noodles, it's easy to make, just change the soup base, you can make different flavors, and it doesn't cost much. ”

Shuning said with a smile: "Actually, there are many tricks in Shahe Noodles. For example, if you squeeze the juice with bitter gourd or carrot and mix it with rice milk, won't you be able to make red, red, green and green powder? In addition to making soup powder, you can also stir-fry dry and wet stir-fry, and it is also delicious to stew with meat. Although she hadn't eaten them all, she had also seen the advertisement of the Shahe Hotel before the crossing, and she was deeply impressed by the "Shahe Noodles Banquet".

Ah Yin thought for a while, slowly stopped what he was doing, and lowered his head to think about things. Shuning didn't pay attention, made a few more plates, and brought them to the upper room for her mother to try.

Seeing that her daughter and Ah Yin were digging out their hearts and minds to make food for themselves every day, Tong felt a little embarrassed. Maybe it was the effect of the food, maybe it was the gentleness of her husband and the filial piety of her daughter that inspired her, maybe it was because the weather was getting cooler, in short, within a few days, Tong finally recovered and was able to take care of his son and take care of the house as usual.

She smiled and said to the Liu sisters, who came to the door, and said: "Because I am not good, I haven't been to see you for so long, how much neglect, please don't be surprised." ”

Da Liu waved his hand and said, "What kind of friendship do we have?" Why be so polite? You're all right now, aren't you? Tong smiled and nodded.

Xiao Liu had just heard the news of his son, and he was still there wiping away tears, so he got up and made a big salute to Tong, and said, "Thank you, Sister Tong, for thinking about it, I thought I would never know Xiaobao's whereabouts anymore." ”

Tong Shi hurriedly helped her up and said, "This can break me, just like your sister said, what kind of friendship do we have?" It's just a gesture and it doesn't take much effort, so why do you bother to make such a big gift? ”

Da Liu smiled and said: "You just let her go, for her, now there is nothing more important than her son, for me to bring her to Guangdong, she doesn't know how many times she complained behind her back, saying that she will never see her son again." In fact, even in Beijing, I don't see each other once a year, and the old man stopped her tightly, for fear that she would eat the child, but fortunately they treated their grandson well. ”

Xiao Liu straightened up again, wiped away his tears and said: "Actually, they are all good people, and they all really love Xiaobao, even if I can't see the child now, I know that he is doing well, and my heart is high."

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Tong took her sisters and gossiped for a long time, and then ordered someone to bring some gifts over and let them take them home.

After another two days, Tong felt that his daughter had been focusing on food recently, and had not made much progress in female popularity, so he hired 12 women to help and invited an embroiderer with outstanding skills to guide Shuning's embroidery skills.

The new embroidery master Sister Zhong Lian heard that the husband and wife are very good at embroidery, and her husband is an embroiderer in the number one embroidery workshop in Guangzhou.

Sister Zhong Lian's embroidery method taught by Shuning belongs to the local school of Nanyue, which is very different from what Shuning learned in the past. The thread she used was not a single silk thread, but also a velvet thread, gold and silver thread, etc., which made Shuning, who had used velvet embroidery, overjoyed. Moreover, the embroidery thread she uses is gorgeous and complicated, and when she draws, she always paints the whole cloth to the fullest, and if there is a vacant piece, she will draw some flowers and plants on it.

For this, Shuning has a bit of a headache. She prefers fresh and elegant embroidery, and is not very accustomed to this gorgeous style.

But gradually, Shuning also began to get started, and she did better and better, Sister Zhong Lian had praised her several times, and the few young ladies she had preached, Shu Shuning learned the fastest.

One day, Shuning was embroidering alone in the room, and felt tired, so she put down her work, stretched her waist, and planned to go to the back garden for a walk. She went down half of the stairs, but saw Qiaoyun at the bottom of the stairs, staring dead in the direction of Qingyun Lane, with a handkerchief in her hand.

Shuning followed her line of sight, but saw that in Qingyun Alley, Ah Yin was whispering something to Changgui.