In fact, the rice that the Su family is accustomed to buying is a variety that is harvested twice or even three times a year. Although this rice matures faster than upland rice in the north, it also has the disadvantage of being bland in taste and not so sweet.

However, ordinary people, it is already thankful that they can fill their stomachs, how can they account for what taste? Don't say that it is a rice with a poor taste, even the bran can be eaten.

To be more extreme, in the year of famine, grass root bark, as long as it is not poisonous, can be eaten.

However, this bowl of porridge is very different from the usual clear soup with little water, not only has a sticky texture, but also exudes a burst of oily fragrance.

Because a lot of soybean oil and sesame oil are added in advance, and mung bean water starch is added when grabbing and mixing the shredded pork tenderloin, this semi-liquid porridge has a thicker taste than the clear soup with little water, but it is not easy to blow cold.

Su Qingluan looked at the younger brother and sister who were a little anxious to smell the fragrance, and reminded again: "Don't take a sip if the surface is cold, it may still be hot inside...... Eh, why are you so quick to ......?"

Before the words fell, Su Qingluan saw that his younger brother Su Xuanhe had already stuffed a tablespoon of porridge into his mouth, and then he was scalded and grinned, which made Su Xueyan next to him laugh.

Although the mouth was stinging because of the burning, and even the upper teeth were broken, he had developed the habit of not wasting any bit of food since he was a child, so Su Xuanhe didn't spit out the porridge in his mouth.

But he still wrinkled his face and muttered, "The innermost skin is burned......"

Su Qingluan asked him to open his mouth and look at it - fortunately, only a layer of epidermis had been lost, and his tongue was a little red, but it had not yet reached the level of blisters, so he looked at Yang and Su Guangfu who were very worried and said: "Don't worry about Daddy and Auntie, it's not serious, let him rinse his mouth with salt water later, but it will be fine in three or five days." ”

"This porridge is salty, if I drink a little more porridge, it will be regarded as salt water, right?" Su Xuanhe muttered.

"Well, you're not stupid, you know that porridge tastes better than light salt water, but ...... No way! Su Qingluanhu lowered his face, "I'll go rinse my mouth later!" ”

Although Su Xuanhe was very skinny, he didn't dare to talk back in front of Su Qingluan, so he only shrunk his neck, and then asked as if he remembered something: "Sister, I have eaten something slippery like meat jelly!" It's delicious! ”

Yang smiled: "How is it possible? If the meat jellie encounters such a hot porridge, isn't it going to melt? ”

Here, Su Xueyan also echoed his brother: "I also ate it, slippery meat jelly!" As she spoke, the little girl stuck out her little tongue, and there was still a small piece of crystal black on it, "Oh, it's on my tongue!" ”

"It's black...... Not meat jelly? Su Xuanhe stared at the little bit of black on his sister's tongue, a little puzzled.

And Yang and Su Guangfu glanced at each other, and they also stirred the porridge in the bowl in front of them a few times with a spoon. Su Guangfu originally wanted to take a big bite at once according to his previous temperament, but thinking that his son was so embarrassed to eat, he endured his temperament, skimmed a small spoonful of porridge in front of him, and blew it into his mouth.

Such a cautious appearance made Yang Shi, who was sitting on the side and looking at him sideways, couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Su Guangfu looking over, Yang Shi hurriedly covered his mouth and said with a smile: "It's hard for you to be so anxious, you can't hold back your unpleasant eating, it seems that in the future, you should let the big girl make more of this kind of food that is not easy to blow cold, and cure your temperament!" ”

Su Qingluan sat on the side, and naturally heard Yang's words. What can she say? She could only act as if she didn't hear anything, and look at her nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart, and be very wise to keep silent, otherwise......

"Auntie, you can't let Daddy be burned like Brother, it's very painful!" Su Xueyan's little face wrinkled, and she said very seriously.

"Yo, what's not going on, it's distressed? Sanya, where are you? Yang teased his little daughter with a smile.

The little girl was stunned by the question, and Su Qingluan looked at her little sister with an unfathomable expression: Look at it, this is the death choice question that the "unauthorized team" will face: do you like your father or your mother.

Although the adults don't think they mean anything serious, just teasing the child, the child himself is estimated to be Alexander.

So out of the indescribable "friendship on the same front", Su Qingluan planned to draw everyone's attention to his side and save his little sister almost doubting the heart of life.

"How is it, is this porridge okay today?"

Although Su Qingluan has always been confident in her craft, considering everyone's rejection of preserved eggs, she still has a little bit of drumming in her heart.

The Su family is a very simple person who asks for land and asks for help, and Su Xuanhe, the only one who can barely be called a "scholar", has been going to the school for more than a month, and naturally there is no particularly outstanding improvement in word choice and sentence formation.

Therefore, everyone's "reviews" are just "delicious" and "fragrant", which are particularly simple and down-to-earth adjectives.

However, Yang still noticed the faintly scattered black and slightly transparent ingredients in the porridge, and asked, "Is this ...... Is it preserved eggs? ”

Su Xuanhe suddenly lowered his head in disbelief when he heard this, picked out a piece of preserved egg with a spoon again, and shouted in surprise: "This is the stinky preserved egg that smelled like a toilet yesterday?" ”

Su Xueyan also leaned in and sniffed: "It doesn't stink today!" ”

Why doesn't it just "stink" anymore? The preserved eggs become more smooth and tender due to the long time of boiling and simmering with rice porridge.

In the process of pickling preserved eggs, the botanical aroma of plant ash mixed with salt can stimulate a special aroma, which has completely penetrated into the egg white and yolk of the egg. In the process of boiling porridge, the flavor of ammonia is fully volatilized, which is stimulated by the spicy taste of salt and ginger, which can highlight the original unique flavor and texture of preserved eggs.

Su Qingluan said with a smile: "Actually, although the taste on the surface of the preserved egg is pungent, it can be completely neutralized with vinegar." However, since you are not used to the taste of preserved eggs, the taste of this preserved egg and lean porridge is not so obvious, you should be able to accept it more easily. ”

"Porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork?" Yang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the piece of pork loin that Su Qingluan asked her to buy before, and couldn't help but admire, "The shredded pork here is really smooth and tender to eat, and it's not firewood at all!" ”

Su Qingluan smiled: "It's good if A-Niang likes it." ”

Although this shredded meat looks inconspicuous, Su Qingluan has also put in a lot of effort. Preserved eggs and ginger can be rolled in a casserole with porridge, but the shredded pork here must not be like this, but when the preserved egg and lean porridge comes out of the pot, the shredded meat is added and seasoned with residual temperature, so as to ensure the smooth and tender taste of the tenderloin to the greatest extent.

This preserved egg and lean porridge has a thick and delicate taste, due to the addition of preserved eggs, it exudes a salty flavor that is different from ordinary salt porridge, coupled with the unique elastic taste of preserved egg whites, which makes the taste of porridge more rich and varied.

At least Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan are two little guys, since they found that the preserved eggs are not stinky and very elastic, the two of them seem to have discovered a new world, and they are keen on the game of "biting the whites of preserved eggs with their teeth" and have enjoyed it for a long time.

"It's amazing!" Yang Shi stared at the dark and transparent preserved eggs in the spoon and sighed, "It was originally a smelly food, but after such cooking, it has become so delicious?" ”

Su Qingluan said with a smile: "Actually, this kind of 'smelling and fragrant' food is everywhere, such as stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, snail noodles, sour bamboo shoots and so on......

Yang turned his head in surprise and looked over: "I said, big girl, why haven't I heard of these foods?" Where the hell do you see so much? ”

Su Guangfu also raised his head to look at her.

Su Qingluan was stunned: Oops, a smooth mouth, actually bald out! God knows how she would explain these ingredients that had never been heard of in this era, but were regulars at modern food stalls!

After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Mu Xing...... Mr. Mu! Seeing that his father and mother and younger siblings had come over, Su Qingluan began to play on the spot, "He has everything from the subset of scriptures and histories to the travelogues, what kind of books he has!" I also read it in a book......"

"What, I heard it from Mr. Mu." Su Xuanhe no longer doubted the origin of the food that "smelled fragrant and ate smelly" for a while, "Since it is Mr. Mu's book, then Sister shouldn't be doing it indiscriminately." I shouldn't have any problems eating it. ”

Su Qingluan: "......?" "It's not that the little brother, what do you mean by saying it's dangerous, what do you mean by "you should be fine if you eat it"?!

And what made her complain the most was that even her own father and aunt, when she heard that the ingredients of this "evil sect" were from Mu Xingzhi's book, she actually had a "then I will be relieved" expression!

Su Qingluan was powerless to complain.

With a family member who engages in blind worship in his heart, Su Qingluan continued: "In fact, there are many delicious ways to make preserved eggs - such as adding them to meat filling, which can also improve freshness and increase taste. ”

"Minced meat?" Yang was stunned for a moment, "In that case, do you want to make a bun with this preserved egg another day?" "Since it was possible to make the preserved eggs that were originally far away from it be able to eat and be so delicious, Yang was naturally very happy.

Su Qingluan shook his head: "Steamed buns need to be dough, now our family is like this, don't say that it is so cold at night that you need to add cotton clothes, even if it is daytime, it is also a little cold." It's not that easy. ”

Of course, if the fire is turned on in the stove room, it is not impossible to put the basin next to the stove to warm the noodles, but there are too many uncontrollable factors in this method, and Su Qingluan has no intention of steaming the buns.

"How about making a clear soup ravioli?" Su Qingluan proposed.