There are so many meat and vegetarian ingredients in Darong, even the emperor and queen in the palace only have more rare ingredients such as bear's paws than ordinary people. As Wen Mingtang's identity, she doesn't say that she can't touch these ingredients at all, even if she comes into contact with them, she doesn't touch them, she still has modern habits in her bones, she is still used to eating some ordinary chicken, duck and fish, although the ingredients are common, but you can make different flavors through cooking skills.

This point, Zhao Sishan also agrees, this is probably a chef, oh, or maybe it is a chef who specializes in the study of ordinary ingredients, although it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, but as long as there is rice at hand, you can cook the most beautiful taste in the world.

Just now, Ah Bing plucked the feathers in his hand, and when the slaughtered chicken arrived in the hands of the two, he was ready to change to a method that is not common in Darong - frying.

"Chicken is always indispensable to eat meat and vegetables on auspicious days, after all, it is auspicious." Zhao Sishan put the chicken into the water again and rinsed it, and said casually, "The name auspicious is sometimes a good thing. ”

Wen Mingtang, who was shredding the tofu skin and preparing to serve it with coriander salad, heard this, and the movement in his hand suddenly paused: "In this way, my aunt's name is not bad." ”

Mrs. Wen? Zhao Sishan, who was washing the chicken, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously answered: "I only heard that your mother is a beauty before, but I don't know Mrs. Wen's maiden name." ”

"Xiwu." Wen Mingtang lowered his eyes and looked at the tofu shreds in his hand and said, "My mother's name is Xiwu." Because when I gave birth to my mother, there was a magpie standing on the plane tree outside the window and chirping, so the magpie and the plane tree each took a word as the name, and then after my mother married my father, no matter the backyard or my father, they only called her milk name, and I only took her milk name as a boudoir name......"

This is not surprising, and it is not surprising that a seven or eight-year-old child is still ignorant of the perception of his surroundings.

"How did you find out her name?" Zhao Sishan asked while rinsing the slaughtered chicken in his hand.

She washes it very carefully, and if she doesn't wash it, it will smell fishy. Ordinary people sometimes learn the seasoning practices of the cook and do not do well, many times it is not done well such as washing and cutting, and many years of cooking make her extremely strict in every step of cooking, even if it is just an ordinary family banquet now, it is still the same.

Wen Mingtang said: "I heard Wen Xuance reprimand my aunt and said that she is an ordinary woman, how can she use such an expensive name? My aunt said that it was just a magpie standing on the sycamore, and there was no meaning on the side. My dad said that ordinary people can just take an ordinary name, don't take any noble name, can't hold it down, and don't be known by those demons outside to say anything or something. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Sishan casually pressed the rinsed chicken in his hand into the water, because he had just rinsed it again, and as soon as she pressed it like this, blood foam immediately seeped out of her flesh and bones, she didn't raise her head, only focused on the ingredients in her hand, and asked, "Where is this name expensive?" ”

"Fengqi Wutong, perched Wutong, Xiwu two words homonym Xiwu." Wen Mingtang said this, and raised the knife in his hand to cut the tofu skin on the cutting board again.

Zhao Sishan, who kept moving in his hand, was stunned at this time, looking at the chicken in his hand that was constantly oozing blood, and he didn't make a move for a while.

Wen Mingtang in that compartment cut the tofu skin, and took a peeled radish, his hand rose and fell, and he cut it up aggressively, and the chopping sound sounded in his ears, Zhao Sishan raised his head and looked at Wen Mingtang who was cutting the radish, and after a long pause, he said: "Your mother's name...... It's really expensive. ”

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he smiled, and said lightly: "No matter how expensive it is, it's useless!" My mother is dead, and the body was buried by my own hands, and it won't be used by some evil sect to do a crazy magic circle. She still remembered the noble girl who was still at peace after her death in the case of the beauty lamp, and she was quite concerned about it.

What's more, that Jiang Chengzu was one of the people who did this, and she had already thought about this possibility in private, but because her mother's body was buried by her own hands, there was no such possibility.

"Wen Xuance also said that those evil demons are just making up reasons to harm people," Wen Mingtang said, carefully cutting the radish in his hand, "Even if it is called Xi Wu, as long as they want to, the name is just an excuse." ”

That's right! Zhao Sishan picked up the chicken in the water, rinsed it again, and said while doing things: "Are there still few things about those mothers in the harem of the first emperor cursing people with the eight characters of their birthdays?" There are a few who even make their own bureaus, stab their own villains, in the end, what witch Gu and name are just an excuse to frame them. ”

Wen Mingtang nodded, washed the bean sprouts again, cut the shredded green onions, prepared the vegetarian dishes and put them aside, and began to pour flour.

Daei custom - after the beginning of spring, you will start to eat spring plates. At present, although the winter jacket on the body has not been changed, and it will take about half a month for leeks and garlic sprouts to start to emerge in the market, but because spring has already begun, it is time for this spring plate to be on it.

On the day she came, the two of them went to the market and bought a lot of vegetables and meat, but because they were too enthusiastic, they bought a lot, so that Lichun was busy solving the unfinished ingredients and didn't eat the spring plate.

It was a spring plate to make up for it and eat it today.

The so-called spring plate is to prepare all kinds of vegetables and meat with neat yards, dip them in sauce and roll them into the cake together, and open the mouth to eat the cake with the meat and vegetables rolled inside.

But the wonder of food is here, the same flour and water and dough, because the amount of water is different, the taste is hard or soft, thin or thick, into a different pot or stove, the texture, appearance and taste have changed dramatically, all in the chef's skillful hands.

There are spring cakes as the staple food in the spring plate, and there is no longer any need to prepare rice noodles, Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan prepared the spring plate one and the gourd chicken.

It sounds like there is a lot to do to prepare a spring plate, and there are a lot of dishes to prepare, but it is not difficult to really make it. Shredded tofu mixed with coriander with salt, garlic poured with oil is light and refreshing, and the same shredded radish is also cold, the bean sprouts are scrambled, the egg stall skin is shredded, and a shredded green onion is added, and the vegetarian dish is ready.

As for the meat dish, it is the sauce of pork elbow and pork meat, which is Zhao Sishan's specialty, and it was stewed in the stew pot early in the morning, so Wen Mingtang picked up a big leak, and he didn't have to worry much about the meat food in the spring plate.

As for the dipping sauce, because of my efforts a few months ago, I just took it out of the sauce jar, whether it is soybean noodle sauce made of soybeans, spicy meat sauce made of pork foam and spicy, as well as bean paste, and even sweet and sour plum sauce.

At this point, Wen Mingtang only has to do the one thing that is to spread spring cakes, but Zhao Sishan, who only makes a gourd chicken, is very busy.

After the chicken has been cleaned of blood, the chicken is tied up with hemp silk and thrown into boiling water, and the chicken is taken out with about two cups of tea. Because the hemp silk was tied before entering the pot, the boiling water did not deform the chicken, and this step was just the beginning.

Wen Mingtang couldn't help but sigh when he saw the practice of this gourd chicken for the first time, and when she was ready for the dishes and everything, only when she was making spring cakes, Zhao Sishan took out the chicken in the pot and put it in the basin, and added broth, wine, salt, sauce, green onions, ginger, star anise, cinnamon and other spices in turn, and then put the pot into the steamer and steamed.

Wen Mingtang knew that the practice of boiling first and then steaming like this was far from the end, and it still needed to be fried after steaming. If you only need to cook the chicken, this step is enough, and it is enough to make all three.

Of course, under such a complicated method, the taste of the gourd chicken made is really good.

Wen Mingtang really felt amazing when she ate this gourd chicken for the first time, and while she opened her mouth to eat it, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: she remembered that she had heard the name of this gourd chicken in modern society, and it was also a local famous dish. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, the combination of the same oil and chicken, why didn't this gourd chicken spread? Not many people know about such deliciousness...... It's a shame.

She was sighing with emotion, and Zhao Sishan, who was sending the basin into the steamer, was finally empty, and took a short break with her waist, and raised her eyes to look at Wen Mingtang, who was slowly stirring the batter here. Such a leisurely move, of course, is because this spring cake is easy and fast to make, and there is really no hurry.

There is no hurry...... Zhao Sishan leaned on the stove, looked at Wen Mingtang with his hands on his chest, and chatted with her: "Right now, you can tell me about what happened after I left the palace." It won't be that easy for her to let you deliver refreshments! Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sneer, "That woman's calculations are all written on her face!" ”

She doesn't like Xinyue very much, and she didn't like it from the beginning.

Wen Mingtang stirred the batter in his hand and said leisurely: "It's really not simple!" She asked me to bring refreshments, and I went to the Qianyuan Palace, and happened to see the murder scene of the murder of the imperial court official, and the Yasukuni Gong who was dozing next to the corpse was also at the scene. ”

Zhao Sishan's face changed suddenly after listening to just one sentence, and he immediately "spitted" and said: "It's really a poisonous woman, she didn't have a good heart, so didn't you offend the Lin family?" That Yasukuni Gong originally looked at you unpleasantly because of Wen Xuance's matter, now it's good! ”

Wen Mingtang was noncommittal about this, thought about it for a while, and said: "The Yasukuni Gong is now involved in the murder case, and the reaction is very similar to that of Wen Xuance back then. All the questions are admitted, and he only denies whether he killed or not, and if he justifies himself, he is the same as Wen Xuance, just saying that he did not kill anyone, and there is nothing to do. ”

When Zhao Sishan heard this, he gasped, pointed his finger at Wen Mingtang, and said, "It's okay now, you Lin Shaoqing is going to follow your old path." ”

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "He's a man, what kind of court is he into?" ”

"Isn't that worse? The man was going to be beheaded. Zhao Sishan glanced at Wen Mingtang and said.

Wen Mingtang smiled: "No, I was eight years old at the time, how old was he?" Why sit still? What's more, even if he was really convicted of the murderer of Chang Daren, it was only a matter of one person, and it was not as big as Wen Xuance's fake transmission of the holy decree back then. ”

"It's hard to say, maybe there's something else going on in there?" Zhao Sishan rolled his eyes and muttered, "It's really hard to say such things!" ”

Wen Mingtang grinned and wanted to laugh, but there was really no smile in his eyes, thinking of Wen Xuance's arrangement before he died, he couldn't help but sigh: There is indeed something here, and I am afraid that the things in it are not small.

It's just that at the moment, things are not fully figured out.

Wen Mingtang lowered her eyes and added some water to the batter, and then added some salt and sesame oil into it, she liked this kind of fragrant and soft, easy to bite spring cakes, so she wanted to add more water. Not only are the cabbages delicious, but they are also very fragrant when eaten alone.

……

Wen Mingtang is not the only one who likes spring cakes that are effortless to bite, Lin Fei is the same, chewing spring cakes with tofu skin, shredded radish and sauce meat in his mouth, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the man standing in front of him - he hurt his hand a few years ago, but at this time he had already removed the bandage, okay.

This person is not an outsider, it is the chef Master Xing who was recruited a year ago.

"The second son doesn't like to eat such spring cakes?" Master Xing was busy preparing the chicken soup for the evening meal when he was called by a little servant named Ping'an.

Thinking of the little guy who spoke an unauthentic official dialect, and then looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing an ordinary uniform, but he was still handsome and could not hide his noble spirit, Master Xing always felt that the two masters and servants were a little mismatched.

This second son in the Jingyun Marquis Mansion is really alive and well out of those handsome and beautiful people's words, obviously giving birth to a face that is only suitable for painting on the piano on the top of the mountain, but it is amazingly down-to-earth.

At this time, the young man who was holding up the rolled spring cake and chewing vigorously with his cheeks was frowning and replied, "It's too hard to chew." ”

Master Xing: "......" is obviously still young, and his teeth are good. At least, he had seen this prince of the Hou Mansion gnaw bones behind closed doors, bite walnuts one by one effortlessly, how could he just eat a slightly chewy spring cake so picky?

Of course, the master's reprimand, such as Master Xing, who has already been trained by the world, will not open his mouth to refute it, so he only bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and then said: "Second son, wait, let's go and spread some softer spring cakes again." ”

"No need." Lin Fei, who was frowning and chewing cakes, said, "Let's do it another day!" ”

Spring cakes are not only eaten on the first day of spring, but can be eaten for a long time after the beginning of spring.

Swallowing the chewed spring cake in his mouth into his stomach, Lin Fei, who had not finished eating the spring cake, raised his eyes, looked at Master Xing, and said leisurely: "It's not a problem that the cake is too laborious to chew, but people are different." ”

One moment he was still talking about cakes, and the next moment he suddenly mentioned people, Master Xing was stunned, obviously not reacting. When he reacted, his eyes flickered, and he was about to explain, when Lin Fei, who had taken another bite of the spring cake, pushed an object in front of him.