Chapter 13: Butterflies
The day dawned quickly in Sunset City, and the old man woke up not long after, and the light shone on the room, and the sleepiness of the people was dispelled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Hough frowned and had to get up.
Looking at the cold weather peeking out of the narrow window, he became more and more irritable.
Although he is also in the north, the temperature is relatively mild, except for the peasants working in the fields, people are used to eating only two meals a day, but when they get to this place, they can't eat well, and they can't even sleep.
"What a hell of a place. ”
Hough muttered, put on his thick cotton boots, and put his fur coat over the futon before he walked out of the room with his hands rubbed.
I thought that the others must still be sleeping, but when he saw that Cathy's door was open diagonally across the aisle, Hough was also a little surprised.
But he didn't think much of it, and went downstairs anyway.
But as soon as he got downstairs, the old man was stunned.
All the people are up!
So early?
Can't you sleep?
This place, cold and bright, really can't sleep well. But it's still strange that so many people are here.
The old man went downstairs.
"Morning!"
As soon as Kate saw Hough, she greeted with a smile, this face was much more comfortable than the inexplicably dull of the others.
"Early. ”
Hoff wondered about the aura of the hall, and he could sense that these people were in a bad mood from a distance, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it, and walked straight to the kitchen.
Bart suddenly said, "What are you going to do?"
Louis hasn't gotten up yet!
That dead boy, sleeping like dust, I have never seen a person who can sleep so dead in such a cold place!
What they didn't know was that Louie's whole body was extremely warm, coupled with the good quality of sleep, as soon as he fell asleep, he could block out all the noise.
But by this time, he was almost up.
Hough frowned: "What are you doing? Cooking! You don't eat?!"
The scream was so sudden that it startled him.
However, Bart was tall and a wandering samurai, so he didn't say anything, and went straight to the kitchen.
The people in the hall were shocked when they saw this posture, how could they eat the food he cooked?
Bart and Kate stood up at once, and Cathy frowned as she watched the two of them enter the kitchen and stop Hough from cooking.
"What are you going to do?!" Hough said angrily, "I'm going to cook, what are you dragging me for?!"
Bart and Kate didn't listen, there wasn't much flour in the first place, and that was what Louie needed, so they couldn't be wasted on this old man!
Kate closed the lid of the clay jar tightly, and Bart dragged Hough ...... He simply half-hugged Hough out.
"What are you going to do?!What !!are you two doing?"
"No need to cook," Cathy said as she looked at the old man, "We'll only eat ramen, you sit down first...... Quick, put the old man down......"
Hough tiptoed to his toes in anger.
At this moment, the leather door of the powder room to the small kitchen was suddenly opened, and the black pudding was already dressed and ready to light firewood, indicating that Louis had risen.
Bart was hooked at once, dumped the old man and went to the kitchen.
The old man almost didn't stand still, his head was facing the brazier, and there were flying sparks in front of him, and he gasped and leaned back immediately, which was to be avoided.
When he came back to his senses, a straw mat beside him was empty.
......
A crowd surrounded Louie.
Everyone was babbling, and the chaotic language was heard in Hough's ears, but it was all about why the other party got up so late, let's make a few more bones, and how much ramen noodles should be enough, which made Hough dizzy.
He didn't have time to pay attention to why the boy who had followed them into the city was still here, and his mind was full of information - these people didn't want to eat the food he cooked, they just wanted to eat what this kid made?
How is this possible?
He listened for a long time before he was sure he had heard correctly.
But after I understand it, I don't understand it even more.
The old man walked into the kitchen with a strange look, but the people ignored him.
"You can't eat too much ash, what's the matter with the ramen?" Gail retorted to Louie.
Louis paused and thought it was funny: "Ramen is made of fluffy ash." ”
"Just this stone?"
"Hmm. ”
Gail looked at Louie in disbelief, like you're kidding me!
Isn't ramen made of flour?
Besides, isn't this just a broken stone? He said that he had to rely on such a stone to make ramen, and he believed it all over the streets!
Louie knew he didn't believe it when he looked at him, but he didn't say anything, and Gail looked like "You're lying to me again", and Louie turned around and picked up the flour.
Now, people don't speak.
Hough watched quietly, and after seeing Louie pour out so much flour, he was distressed and ridiculous, although their flour was delicious, but any too many ingredients would ruin its own taste, Louie's first action was failure.
But then, he watched strangely as Louie picked out a shin two fingers wide.
Used to stir "ramen"?
Louis chose the most suitable bone to grind a rounded and smooth outline, used it as a rolling pin, placed the awakened dough in a scoop, and soon rolled out a thin egg yolk dough and a crystalline egg white dough.
The dough is slightly curved, but this is just enough to take on the flavor of the soup.
The fingertips are close together, and the carved sawtooth eggshell is used as a mold to press out the small round dough with wavy edges, and the three pieces of dough with a total thickness of less than one millimeter in the palm of the hand are instantly pinched out of a small and delicate golden butterfly.
Hough was surprised.
This is exactly the butterfly face.
The bright gold is inside, and the outer layer lingers with a delicate transparent color, which is very moving.
Louie chose to cook the noodles in a second bone broth, which would also make them more flavorful, which is why he kept the bones last night.
As the butterflies puffed into the water, they soon floated on the surface of the water, and Louis quickly made the condiment.
The finished product is beautiful.
The milky milky white is supported by gold, the butterflies are vivid and lovely, the transparent egg liquid also faintly reflects the luster under the illumination of the light, and sprinkles a little green coriander, the appearance is very impressive.
Not only the women, but even the men present felt pleasing to the eye, and Kate even smiled and said: "It turned out that the 'butterfly' did this, you kid really want to." ”
Hough also found it unexpected.
A novice can't make such food, even if he's been cooking for decades, he's never tinkered with it.
It's all the same ingredients, but in Louie's hands, the image has completely changed, but I don't know how it tastes......
Gail inhaled more than 20 butterflies in one gulp, and his cheeks were crowded, and the wheat and egg aromas of the butterfly body were mixed with the strong aroma of bone marrow and the tenderness of the soup.
Kate also ate comfortably, but looked at Hough suspiciously: "Huh, you don't eat?"
"Well, I don't eat it. Hough said coldly, got up and walked to the kitchen.
Although the thing is cute, but it is just a fresh appearance, and when the novelty passes, everyone will know whether it tastes good or not.
In terms of the treatment of taste, he could not be inferior to this teenager.
When he thought about it, he felt that it was nothing.
And here I finished eating the stew, and suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves outside, and it was the old man who traded the goods arrived.
Hough smiled, put down the bowl, and walked out: "The guy I said is here!"