Su Qingluan took advantage of the time to refine the lard, and changed the pork belly that had cut off most of the fat in his hand into slices of meat as thin as cicada wings, and threw them into the iron pot for refining.

After a while, the original pink and white slices of meat gradually became slightly transparent under the action of frying, and the surrounding area also became brown and curly due to heat.

Su Qingluan saw that the heat was almost over, picked out the fishy spices inside, put the black pepper powder into the hot lard and fried until fragrant, and fried it with soy sauce, sugar, refined salt and a small amount of water starch to make black pepper sauce, and when the juice was thickened on high heat, he removed the iron pot to prevent the pot from overheating and causing the sauce to burn.

Next, Su Qingluan peeled off the old skin on the outside of the onion and cut the onion into small pieces at will.

"Xiao Langjun......?" The servant woman surnamed Huang lost her voice, "Why are you crying?" But what grievances can't be done? "It made the cook who the little master fancy burst into tears, could it be that there was something wrong?

Su Qingluan choked himself with tears when he felt the spicy smell of the onion, and when he heard the other party's exclamation, he quickly squinted his eyes and tried to look at the other party. Helplessly, the tears flowed too much, and I couldn't see clearly, so I could only wipe my tears and explain: "It's just that the smell of this onion hurts my eyes, and I don't feel wronged......

It's just embarrassing......

When a little maid next to her heard this, she immediately stepped forward obediently and saluted: "Xiao Langjun, Xiao Tao will cut this shallot......

Xiao Tao quickly took the knife in Su Qingluan's hand to cut the onion...... Then she became in tears, too.

"Okay, that's enough for these onions." Su Qingluan hurriedly thanked him, "If you close your eyes and let the tears flow for a while, your eyes won't hurt so much." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you......" Xiao Tao's face was somehow a little red, Su Qingluan didn't care too much, turned around and spread the peeled garlic and chopped onions under the casserole, spread a thick layer, and then put the flounder with ginger slices into the casserole piece by piece in the order of cutting, and put it into the shape of the whole fish.

Finally, pour the freshly boiled lard black pepper sauce over the fish whole.

Originally, Su Qingluan wanted to sit the whole casserole on the stove, but found that this casserole was a bit small compared to the stove.

"This pot is a little small, is there a smaller stove eye?" Su Qingluan turned around with the pot and asked.

Xiao Tao nodded when she heard this: "Yes, yes." As he spoke, he turned around and hooked down two iron hooks from the lower rack in the back - iron hoops?

Su Qingluan was very wise not to ask what it was for, because it seemed to be a very common thing, and if she was a "chef" persona, she intuitively felt that if she asked "what is this", she would collapse her personality.

But fortunately, Xiao Tao didn't need Su Qingluan to ask, so he put the larger iron ring on the stove, which happened to be the edge of the outermost layer of the stove, making the stove a big circle smaller.

Su Qingluan picked up the casserole and tried it, but the stove eye was still a little big, so Xiao Tao added another iron ring, and the stove eye was smaller again.

Su Qingluan thought in her heart that this thing was really convenient, and she would get a set for the family at home, but on the surface, she didn't say anything, only nodded and thanked her.

The cook, who had been watching from the side, looked at Su Qingluan a little stunned: "Xiao Langjun, this is ...... That's it? "So easy? Isn't it a bit ...... to treat the hard-earned precious ingredients like this? Careless?

Of course, Su Qingluan couldn't say that in fact, she just chose a more convenient public method, so she adjusted her expression, first looked at it with the eyes of "you don't understand this", and then said calmly: "The more precious and delicious the ingredients, the simplest cooking is used to retain the original freshness of the ingredients to the greatest extent." ”

The cook glanced at Su Qingluan suspiciously: "Really? But the black pepper, garlic and shallots are all spicy, not light, enough to hide the taste of any food......"

The corners of Su Qingluan's mouth stiffened, twitched, and then said: "I heard that the doctor has a saying that summer is a good time to go to winter cold, so eating spicy food appropriately in summer is conducive to physical health." Of course, Su Qingluan just talked nonsense casually, but it was amazing that the people in the stove room actually believed it.

Su Qingluan said that she had finally fooled it, cut some green onions, and the time was almost up, she opened the pot with a dry towel pad and opened it, and suddenly the aroma was accompanied by white smoke, and a few people nearby couldn't help but take a breath, as if the fragrance could stay longer.

Su Qingluan sprinkled a handful of freshly chopped green onions and covered the pot again.

"Where's the pallet?"

"Here." Xiao Tao took the tray, and another servant put the casserole on the tray.

Su Qingluan saw that the tray was ready, and nodded: "It's ready to be served." ”

As the sun set in the west and the angle of sunlight changed, Xie Zi'an had already moved from the previous pavilion to another water pavilion.

At this time, all the windows of this water pavilion are supported by poles, and the murmuring of the water, the breeze through the window lattice, is very cool.

Su Qingluan sighed in his heart: luxury! What a luxury! The three-entry mansion that I saw in Old Man Xu's house before was already very spacious, but there was actually a garden pavilion behind the five-entry mansion, and there was even living water!

And listening to what Xie Zhonger and his housekeeper mean, this should just be an ordinary outhouse of their family!

There were all kinds of barrages in her heart, but Su Qingluan's movements on her face were very steady, she handed Xie Zi'an chopsticks and reminded: "This fish is stewed in oil, it is very hot and not easy to blow cold, you have to be careful when eating." With that, she lifted the lid.

"So much?!" Xie Zi'an exclaimed, "How can I eat this pot?!" ”

Su Qingluan rolled her eyes in her heart, and said in her heart that it was a big deal to eat the next meal. But she also understands that Xie Zi'an's background is estimated that he will not eat leftovers, and this fish will either be rewarded to others, or thrown away.

Xie Zi'an didn't feel Su Qingluan's slander at all, and only asked curiously, "Where do you think it's the best?" ”

Su Qingluan thought for a while and replied: "The meat on the cheeks of the fish head is delicate and tender, the fish bones are flexible and elastic, the fish skirt is rich in oil, and the fish skin is fragrant and glutinous, all of which are the best choices." ”

Xie Zi'an listened to her words, and said with some doubts: "Didn't you say that you haven't seen this fish?" How can it be clear where it tastes? ”

Su Qingluan's heart was broken, and he complained too much and forgot what he said nonsense before, so he thought about it and said: "I've read it in books before, but I've never seen a real plaice." ”

"Floice? Is this fish named flounder? Xie Zi'an was curious.

Su Qingluan didn't know what flounder was called in this era, but she also had a ready-made reason: "It was called flounder in that book, maybe different regions have different names." ”