Because the steps of "Squirrel Fish" are more complicated than the previous recipes, and there are more details that need to be paid attention to, Su Qingluan is very careful when writing each step in order to ensure that each step is not missed.

Because of this, Su Qingluan not only wrote several pieces of paper, but also because of the large number of words, by the time Su Qingluan wrote down all the steps and marked the main points, she had already eaten the plate of refreshments.

And what was even more embarrassing was that Su Qingluan felt that her stomach was hungry again.

Fortunately, there is no second person present in this wing room for the time being, so the embarrassing scene of Fang Cai in the back kitchen can be avoided.

Thinking so, I heard a knock on the door.

Su Qingluan hurriedly took a sip of tea and pressed the gurgling Five Organs Temple, and Su Qingluan raised his voice: "Please come in!" ”

The door was pushed open, and the first to come in was the shopkeeper Liang, who was happy, followed by the junior boy holding a tray.

Seeing this, Su Qingluan hurriedly pointed to the coffee table between the two mahogany chairs next to the dining table and said, "Put the tray there first, I just finished writing here, and the ink hasn't dried yet." With that, she went to clean up the straw paper that had been written halfway through.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Liang waved his hand and said to Sui Qingluan: "You don't have to worry about these chores, just let them do it." ”

The one who ran the hall was also very clever, and hurriedly took a step forward, and smiled very pleasantly at Su Qingluan: "What our shopkeeper said is that if Mrs. Su does everything for us, then we will have to roll up and leave!" ”

"You skin monkey, save you!" Shopkeeper Liang scolded with a smile, and then turned to Su Qingluan, "So Qingluan, you can rest for a while, just wait for dinner." ”

Su Qingluan looked at the shopkeeper Liang and knew that he was just joking with the junior second in the hall, so he relieved himself to hold up the menu that was written silently at the end, and blew a few more lightly to make the ink on it solidify faster.

When the ink no longer glowed in the light, Su Qingluan handed over the three recipes to Shopkeeper Liang in order.

After confirming the order to Su Qingluan, Shopkeeper Liang put it away.

And in this gap, Xiao Er had already quickly packed up the used pen, ink, paper, inkstone and discarded paper, and handed over a slightly steaming towel.

"Mrs. Su, let's use this towel to clean your hands?"

Su Qingluan took the towel, the temperature was slightly higher than the body temperature, in this autumn that was already cool, some cold fingertips were fumigated by this warmth, very comfortable.

She carefully wiped the ink that had just been stained when she was writing, and the running hall next to her immediately handed over the lard ointment.

Su Qingluan knew that it was used to moisten her hands, but she had always disliked it for being too greasy and hadn't used it much before.

But because it is rainy and humid in summer, but there is little rain in autumn and the climate is dry, so in order to prevent frostbite and cracking on his hands, Su Qingluan still dug a little lard paste with his little finger and applied it to his hands.

…… Although she still hated the sticky taste.

At this time, Su Qingluan was attracted by a burst of fragrant taste. When I looked at the smell, I saw that the ribs and tendons that had been placed in the middle had turned reddish-brown.

The moment Xiao Er put the small porcelain bowl on the tabletop, as the bottom of the container collided with the tabletop, the flesh of the bones and tendons trembled slightly, which showed how crispy and soft it was!

Su Qingluan's eyes lit up: "This is the dish that has been particularly sought after in the restaurant recently?" ”

Shopkeeper Liang smiled and nodded: "That's right, although it is not as eye-catching as Qingluan's 'squirrel fish', it does make many diners linger - even myself, if it weren't for the repeated instructions of Lang Zhong of the 'Rejuvenation Hall', I must not eat more, I also want to eat a few more meals of this nest of bones." ”

The so-called "nest bones" refers to the cow's nest bones.

Su Qingluan also once noticed that compared with pork and mutton, beef cannot be regarded as absolutely none, but it accounts for a minority.

Because cattle, as large agricultural livestock, are more often helpers of arable land, for most people, cattle are more used for "farming" than "for eating", and the tool attributes are far greater than the food attributes.

Therefore, most of the bones and tendons that can be eaten must come from various cattle that have died of accidents or old age.

This is why, as a hard dish, there are only as many small porcelain bowls as a small porcelain bowl - this bowl still has half a bowl of white radish as a side dish.

Su Qingluan smiled and quipped: "I said Uncle Liang, this dish should be in short supply for a long time, right?" ”

Shopkeeper Liang smiled bitterly: "Isn't it, the cow nest bones and tendons are delicious, but even if we have the heart to buy the cow nest bones of the old and dead cattle around us at a high price, it is still not enough, we can only reduce the amount and increase the price - to be honest, Hongfu Building has been open for so many years, and I have never sold such a small bowl of dishes here!" ”

Even the bowl used to hold the soup in the "Frost Snow Fish Soup" that Su Qingluan sat on for the first time was much larger than the small porcelain bowl under the moment.

Shopkeeper Liang was afraid that Su Qingluan would not be comfortable eating here, so he smiled and said: "Qingluan, you are eating slowly here, downstairs should be busy at this hour, I'll go see if there's anything going on, and when you can eat, let's talk about it." ”

After speaking, he turned around and ordered the runner who came to serve the food to wait outside: "Although he hasn't been here for long, he can be regarded as clever, Qingluan, if you have anything, you can tell him to be." Then he turned and said, "Give me a little alert." ”

The runner nodded in agreement.

When the room was empty again, Su Qingluan said in her heart: This can be regarded as a typical example of unintentional "hunger marketing". Beef is already rarer than mutton, pork, and fish, and beef bones are even more precious, Su Qingluan doesn't need to ask, he knows that this dish must not be cheap.

In this case, it is even more impossible for her to waste it!

Su Qingluan picked up a piece of crystal clear nest bone tendon and put it in her mouth to chew, and squinted her eyes happily for a moment - ah, how long has it been since she tasted the unique aroma of beef?

In this life alone, she has been wearing it for half a year, plus what she ate and vomited in the last period of her previous life, and she didn't know the taste of food, Su Qingluan felt that eating beef was already a matter of her previous life!

…… So it's really a lifetime thing.

Thinking like this, Su Qingluan felt that his fate was really a cold joke.

Gathering his thoughts, Su Qingluan shifted his attention from his memories to food. In fact, Xu Yuanwei's beef nest bone tendon is a "braised nest bone tendon" that Su Qingluan is very familiar with, both in terms of method and taste—but the chili pepper in it is replaced by dogwood.

But Su Qingluan is familiar with it because he has two lifetime memories, and the cooking technique of "braised blood" is in this era, at least Su Qingluan has eaten it for the first time, and it is here.

This also proves that Xu Yuanwei, as a chef, can innovate new cooking methods, which is really not simple.

And this faintly special aroma ...... Is it tangerine peel? Taste carefully, not only tangerine peel, but also hawthorn fruit.

Su Qingluan's chewing action paused: Yes, why did she forget? It seems that this trip has been a real windfall.