Chapter Seventy-One: Rice Cake (1)

Liu Yuan, who also took a bowl of ice noodles and sold it to Wen Mingtang, found the nearest empty food table and sat down, and then couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks to grab the ingredients mixed together on the plate.

The nose is filled with the spicy and fragrant taste, Liu Yuan's first chopsticks naturally did not hesitate to clip the thin pork slices, the specially processed pork slices are far more delicate than the ordinary pork slices, wrapped in the fragrance of red oil and sauce, the fish minced into minced meatballs are fragrant and rich, and the meat of the fish is delicate and slightly elastic; The potato chips soaked in the sauce are fragrant and glutinous, the lotus root slices are crispy, and the cabbage and other leafy vegetables are completely blended with the spicy fragrant pot that can be called "all-encompassing" under the blending of the sauce.

Among them, what surprised him the most was the vermicelli used to fill his stomach in Su Ri, the soft and tenacious vermicelli was wrapped in sauce red oil and sent to his mouth, and the elasticity mixed with the slight viscosity made Liu Yuan can't help but applaud.

"It's called spicy fragrant pot!" Liu Yuan's mouth was full of sauce and red oil, he didn't care about wiping his mouth, and couldn't help nodding while eating.

Bai Zhu, who walked to him and sat down, glanced at him and said, "Yesterday's garlic pork ribs were not delicious?" ”

As soon as I mentioned the name of "garlic pork ribs", I thought of the rich garlic fragrance yesterday, especially the fried golden garlic.

Swallowing his saliva, Liu Yuan said, "How can it not be delicious?" It's also delicious. ”

Bai Zhu was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and asked him: "Which one is more delicious?" ”

Liu Yuan smacked the noodles stained with sauce on the chopsticks into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's all delicious, I want to eat it!" ”

It's not a child anymore, what choice do you make? Can't you choose them all?

Bai Zhu continued to bow his head and eat the spicy fragrant pot.

Approaching the end of the twilight meal, Li Yuan hurried to the kitchen with double happiness, took the last spicy fragrant pot, walked to Lin Fei, who was about to finish the twilight food, sat down, sandwiched a piece of pork meat, and said while eating: "It's late today, and I went to Brother Zhao's house again." My father and grandfather watched so closely that they almost couldn't slip out. ”

Lin Fei, who was on the other side, put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth slowly, and said, "Your two families have a good relationship!" ”

The tone of this sentence obviously didn't fluctuate much, and the tone was mediocre, but I don't know why in Lin Fei's mouth, it inexplicably made people hear a bit of "yin and yang".

Li Yuan bit the pork slices and lifted his eyelids to look at him: "They are all from the same clan, and besides, I heard that an old steward of his family didn't know what was going on, and there was a lack of a competent steward in the house, which caught people off guard." Brother Zhao was red-eyed when he talked about this 'Uncle Song' who had an accident. Wretched! In just a few days, there were no two people in the Huaishan County Palace......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Lin Fei on the other side say: "Then Uncle Song is not dead, we arrested him, and he was locked in the cell where you were held earlier." ”

Li Yuan: "......"

Bai Zhu and Liu Yuan: "......"

Wen Mingtang and others who don't know much about the case: "......"

Li Yuan, who came back to his senses, glared at Lin Fei, his face was flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or choked, he could only take a bite of the pork slices hatefully to vent the hatred in his heart.

Lin Fei, this guy is really too much! If it weren't for this bite of food, who would be happy to come to Dali Temple to see Lin Fei's cold face?

Li Yuan, who already likes to hum coldly, hummed many times this twilight meal, and when he finally sent Li Yuan away and began to clean up the countertop, Ji Cai bought it.

didn't go around in circles, Ji Caimai said bluntly: "Master Wen, there are still some old glutinous rice left in the warehouse, and we should use them up earlier." Just as the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, it is good to buy a batch of new ones. ”

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he immediately understood and said, "Okay, I will use these glutinous rice for my morning meal tomorrow." ”

This answer made Ji Caimai nod with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to be as skilled as you!" As far as our purchases are concerned, if the things we buy are too wasteful, we will have to be looked down upon and harshly reprimanded when we go to the internal affairs yamen to collect the money for purchase every month. ”

At first, because of Master Sun and Master Wang, he endured a lot of white eyes for this.

However, when it came to Master Sun and Master Wang, Ji Caimai once again had one more mouth, reminding Wen Mingtang: "The two of them said this mouth, although stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice now." But now that those people know about your existence, you need to be careful. ”

The previous plan hadn't gotten Wen Mingtang away, but he had to get Master Sun and Master Wang away first, so he had to stop the means. But for those people, it couldn't be easier to target an ordinary girl, and I'm afraid that this pickling method will emerge endlessly in the future.

In fact, Ji Caimai didn't want to say more about these words, that is, after getting along these days, I really felt that this girl was not bad, and Wen Xuance's affairs back then had nothing to do with her, so I couldn't help but say a few more words.

Of course, Wen Mingtang knew Ji Caimai's kindness, and when he heard this, he thanked Ji Caimai again: "Thank you Ji Caimai, my province will be careful." After saying this, the girl's eyes flashed, and she said to Ji Caimai: "Ji Caimai, after tomorrow's morning eclipse, I want to go out, and the ice powder and sour plum drink will be made by Ah Bingtong glutinous rice balls, is it feasible?" ”

As long as it can be done well, who will do it or not? Ji Caimai nodded, just looked at Wen Mingtang, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: The girl just came out of the palace, and she went out alone to meet someone?

It's just that although it was an accident, Ji Caimai didn't ask much.

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With a "sting", the boxy glutinous rice bricks were put into the oil pot, and they were immediately wrapped tightly by countless tiny bubbles.

Yesterday, he promised Ji Cai to buy those aged glutinous rice, and Wen Mingtang made rice cakes for today's morning meal.

Although it is only one word different from rice balls, they are two different things. After steaming the glutinous rice, take it out, and stir the shrimp skin left over from the salted soybean milk into crumbs with a stone mortar into the glutinous rice, add salt to taste, wait for it to cool and set, cut it into square bricks, and then put it into the oil pan one by one and fry it.

As soon as the square glutinous rice bricks entered the pot, they sank to the bottom of the pot, and after they were fried to a slight float and set, Wen Mingtang gently turned it over with chopsticks, and only then did Wen Mingtang fish it out when both sides turned into a completely golden yellow.

Smelling the aroma of glutinous rice that was thoroughly stimulated after being fried, Ah Bingtong couldn't help but start swallowing his saliva for a long time, and when the first pot of rice cakes was scooped up, the two immediately reached out and grabbed the rice cakes out of the pot.

The rice cake that had just come out of the pot was a little hot even if it was through the oil paper, but the two of them didn't care about the hot hands, blew it slightly, and then took a bite of it.

"Click", the outer layer is crispy and excessive, but the inside is the opposite of crispy soft and sticky glutinous, the original salty glutinous rice fragrance plus the shrimp skin crumbs is the real finishing touch, salty fragrance with shrimp fresh, lining the whole piece of rice cake is delicious is simply excessive.

It's just that this rice cake is good everywhere, but it's too full to be full, and I can't eat it after eating two or three pieces.

Wen Mingtang hurriedly made the rice cakes, and did not sit down with them behind the table to eat the morning food slowly as usual, but said to A Bingtong Tangyuan: "I have something to go out today, and I will hand over the matter of sharing the meal with you two in a while, okay?" ”

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