Cold Toad Soup and Gold and Silver Sandwich Flower (1)

Yu Jian's situation in the capital is unknown, because she is busy with a new round of exam weeks at the moment.

In last week's exam, she took the first place without any suspense, and she was a full 30 points ahead of the second place in her grade. Looking at the names on the list, there is a sense of loneliness that is unbearable.

Chen Xinyi also did well in the exam, third in the class and sixth in the grade.

On the other hand, Huang Nuan, this guy was the same as at the end of last semester, hanging the back of the car of the twenty students in the class, and the grade was ranked outside the fifty places.

Yu Jian was curious: "How can you accurately maintain the same ranking for so long?" ”

Chen Xinyi also cast a curious glance at her.

Huang Nuan felt that this achievement had exceeded his expectations, and there was a faint joy in his tone: "Maybe it's the credit of the summer vacation make-up class?" "In these years, the involution is so powerful, and it is already a great progress to be able to maintain non-regression.

"Did you just compliment her?" Chen Xinyi turned her head to ask Yu Jian, got a helpless hand, and said to herself, "I don't think you're praising her." ”

After speaking, he walked hand in hand with Yu Jian......

Huang Nuan stood in front of the bulletin board, touched his chin and laughed cheaply. She is self-aware, her two best friends are people who stand at the top of the food chain, and she will definitely not be able to catch up, but she didn't say that she didn't want to use a roundabout strategy. She has asked the teacher, as long as she can maintain her current grades, it is no problem to attend an ordinary undergraduate in the capital.

I didn't pay attention to this, and the two girlfriends actually carried her away!!

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It's Thursday, it's Mid-Autumn Festival. The school kindly gave them a half-day vacation, and Huang Nuan sadly swept the things on the desk into his schoolbag little by little, sighing.

Her father and mother don't come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival, count, how many years has it been? Every time I ask, I always say that I am busy.

"Why don't you go to my house for dinner? My parents won't be coming back this year. Xinyi, what about you? Yu Jian invited them.

Chen Xinyi pushed her glasses: "Go to your house, my dad won't go back." ”

When Huang Nuan heard this, his heart instantly balanced. The same difficult brothers, everyone is the same. Haha laughed twice, and his movements became brisk.

The two of them went home first, and Yu Jian said that they would call their grandparents over and put together a table, so that the elderly could talk together.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Yu Jian plans to make it a little more sumptuous, firstly, it is not easy to celebrate the festival, and secondly, it can be regarded as a celebration that the exam has reached its goal.

"Uncle, what's new today?" Yu Jian carried a bamboo basket to the west of the village, which is the largest fishing port in Xi'ao Village, where the fishing boats returned from the sea, and the seafood they caught up set up a long corridor, and even the restaurants in the township would come here to pick up the goods.

When the swarthy and thin man saw that it was her, he grinned, revealing his festive eight white teeth: "Is it the girl of the Yu family?" The crab is good, it's big and fat," the man picked up a big blue crab that was firmly tied with a straw rope, put it in his hand and checked it, "There must be eight taels." ”

He picked up a white sea fish, pinched the head of the fish and touched the belly of the fish: "Look, full of seeds." ”

Yu briefly looked at three crabs and two fish, and saw that there were clams selling next to him, and his eyes lit up.

It's time to make cold toad soup.

As for the crabs, two of them can be used to make a fried crab, and the other can be used to make a honeysuckle clip.

"Oysters, sell oysters!" Yu Jian walked slowly along the seaside promenade and heard the sound of selling.

A middle-aged woman wearing a hat and a floral shirt saw Yu Jian coming and introduced her: "The oysters I raised myself are fat." As he spoke, the oyster shell opened as soon as the knife in his hand was forced. Yu Jian looked at it, and it was really fat and tender, revealing a milky smell.

I picked out a small half basket of oysters, and then I went home. Huang Nuan loves to eat oysters, and he can also make fried oysters to try.

Yu Jian looked at the fishing boats sailing high in the sealight, and saw the smiles on the faces of the fishermen, and he smiled slowly.

Relying on the sea to eat the sea, the fishermen breed and fish, and the villagers eat seafood desperately.

The clams are spit sand with salt water to ensure that they are not grainy to eat. Yu Jian put the salt water and added another drop of oil to it to speed up the process of spitting sand.

Taking out the steamer, Yu Jian began to steam the pumpkin. Datang's original cold toad soup is boiled clams in clear water, and then some vegetables are added to hook a thicken, except for freshness, there is not much taste.

After combining her grandfather's notes, Yu Jian prepared to innovate this dish. Mash the steamed pumpkin, add milk and water to make pumpkin soup, add a pinch of salt and stir well.

Take the shrimp head, stir-fry the shrimp oil over low heat, remove the shrimp head, pour in the pumpkin soup, cook until slightly bubbling, put in the cleaned clams, cover the lid, and stuff until it is fully opened.

Finally, sprinkle with a little pepper and chives, parsley, and you're ready to serve.

Such a cold toad soup will not have any fishy smell even if it is cooled. Even if the elderly eat two more bowls, there will be no burden.

The blue crab is washed and steamed in the pot, and the crab roe and crab meat are removed after cooling, which is a meticulous job, Yu Jian wears gloves and carefully takes out the crab meat, not letting go of any corner. After dismantling it, the crab shell was put together, and it turned out to be a complete crab.

She looked at her masterpiece, washed her hands, took out her mobile phone, took out a photo and posted it in the group.

【! There were crabs to eat today! Huang Nuan replied.

Chen Xinyi enlarged the picture, looked at it frame by frame, and quickly found the clue, and poked Yu Jian: [Empty crab shell? 】

Yu Jian looked at the replies of the two with a smile, put down the phone and continued, regardless of the fact that the two of them were scratched by a cat, full of curiosity and didn't know.

The dough roll should be thin, Yu Jian sandwiched the prepared crab meat in the dough roll, put the thumbs of both hands together, and took a toothpick to fix it. Fry in a pan of oil until the surface of the rolls is golden brown, drain and control the oil, put on a plate with a teaspoon of orange crab roe on top, and place two ice grass with water droplets on the side.

The golden flower clip is silver-white crab meat, with a touch of green, not like food, but like a beautiful picture in the spring of the garden.

The old man has a bad mouth, so the sea bass is steamed, put on the green and red pepper lines, and drizzled with hot oil sauce.

The fried crab is rich in flavor and is filled with glutinous rice cakes. Oysters are coated in batter and fried into small golden pieces, a plate of oysters and a plate of fried oysters, sharing a dipping sauce. One is crispy and the other is fragrant.

The vegetables are picked from the vegetable garden, and the leek flowers are broken as soon as they are pinched, and they are served with squid whiskers, which is Grandma Yu's favorite meal. There are also sweet potato leaves, put two garlic slices, roll in the oil pan, and swallow the tongue with just a little salt.

Yu Jian was immersed in the joy of cooking, and even outsiders knew about it.

"I feel like I'm going to have to eat this meal again." Huang Nuan picked up the kitchen door frame as usual and peeked through the glass.

Chen Xinyi was in the same posture as her, and finally suppressed the saliva that kept secreting: "Same as above." ”

Looking at it again, Yu Jian has already started to make the last duck flower slice soup. Chen Xinyi's pupils trembled slightly, and she couldn't calm down anymore......