When the fried chicken was served, Su Qingluan looked at Songbo cautiously: "Can you eat spicy?" ”

Songbo was stunned: "It should be possible, I don't eat much spicy." ”

"Where's the spicy?"

"It should be okay," Song Bo scratched his head, not knowing why Su Qingluan specifically asked, "You can eat anything when it's tough, there's no reason why you can't eat normal seasoning, right?" "Songbo, who was born in the army, has always been not picky about eating, especially at the beginning, he was not so good at cooking, and he learned thousands of lessons from blood and tears.

However, even if his cooking skills are the worst, and he can't even ensure that the food is fully ripe, whether it is himself or Mu Xingzhi, he is not picky about the taste of the food that he has obtained so hard.

After all, their situation was too difficult at that time, and they had to be grateful to God if they had something to eat, and as for what was delicious and unpalatable, they couldn't be so picky.

However, Songbo, who arrived at this moment, obviously did not understand Su Qingluan's resentment that he had loved Sichuan cuisine in his previous life, but had to quit in the last few years because of illness.

It's really not okay not to quit, although Su Qingluan is young in the last few years, she has undergone a series of lengthy and extremely damaging treatments, which has greatly reduced her overall resistance to below the level of a normal person.

Therefore, a very slight cold and fever will make her fall to the ground and get up again, and she will not be able to get up again for ten days and a half months; A casual wound can not heal for several days; Especially in the mouth, whether it is the bump of the teeth or the scratching of slightly hard food, it can add a new ulcer to the oral mucosa that does not heal for a long time.

This kind of ulcer comes and goes, the area is large, it is difficult to heal, and it is very difficult to even make Su Qingluan open his mouth to drink water for a while, not to mention that if he wants to eat Sichuan-style food that is so irritating at this time, it is simply a torture like putting a soldering iron on his mouth.

Su Qingluan is a person with a normal head, and he doesn't want to go crazy and masochize himself.

So in the last few years of illness, Su Qingluan spent the simple and monotonous cooking method of boiling everything in light salt water, which can save physical strength to the greatest extent, and can avoid food being too hard and causing secondary damage to the oral mucosa.

However, satisfaction is not the same as satisfaction, everyone has times when they are hungry, and Su Qingluan is no exception. Especially once, her mouth ulcer had not recurred for a month, so she decided to happily open herself a slightly spicy hot pot soup base to treat herself.

Then the painful throat ulcer and stomach ulcer taught her to be a person, because of severe diarrhea, she was almost dehydrated, and had to go to the hospital to hang water to maintain electrolyte balance.

Since then, even if there are gluttonous insects in his stomach, Su Qingluan is trembling and does not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

And when Su Qingluan traveled to this time and space, she finally had a healthy body, but when she knew that there were not many ingredients in this world, including chili peppers, such as the ingredients she loved very much in her previous life, at least for now, Su Qingluan's loss was conceivable.

However, as a foodie who does not admit defeat, Su Qingluan has always been willing to spend effort in satisfying his tongue.

In her previous life, she was limited by her health, but she was very healthy in this time and space, and although there is no chili pepper available, sesame pepper and spicy dogwood can also be substitutes.

So Su Qingluan took Wu Zhuyu as the starting point, and often frequented the spice shops on the side of Fanshang, in addition to finding inspiration for the development of new flavors of jam for "Su Ji", but also to find more substitutes for chili peppers, or to find other spices with a unique fragrance that are not spicy but have a unique fragrance for various purposes.

After two years of repeated attempts, Su Qingluan finally concocted his own special spicy noodles.

It is still not comparable to those devil chili peppers such as Mexico's perverted spicy, but judging by Su Qingluan's Sichuan head in his previous life, this "spicy powder" made with various spices and sesame seeds can reach the level of "medium spicy" in the mouths of Sichuan friends in his previous life.

Su Qingluan saw that Songbo nodded very affirmatively, and he was also convinced of this - at least in terms of eating, Songbo should have no reason to be deliberately modest, let alone in terms of taste, whether he can eat spicy or not can't say anything.

And Mu Xingzhi ...... Forget it, Su Qingluan knew that he wouldn't say anything about taste preferences at all. Even if Su Qingluan didn't ask casually without any temptation, he would only say things like "I'm okay, I'll eat it all".

Sure enough, when Su Qingluan turned his gaze to Mu Xingzhi, he smiled slightly: "I can do it." ”

Okay, count her worries in vain, Su Qingluan shrugged.

So Su Qingluan relieved himself to sprinkle only half of the spicy powder directly and evenly on all the chicken wings. Even because she was afraid that the powder would not be able to fully touch each piece of fried chicken, she held up the oil paper on the outside and tied it tightly, so that all the chicken pieces were fully shaken inside, so that every piece of chicken could fully contact the spicy powder.

In this way, Su Qingluan didn't have to care about the taste distinction of these chicken nuggets, and casually divided half of Songbo - after all, Songbo had the biggest appetite and the most food among the three of them. Then there are yam fries and fried steamed bread slices, as well as crispy vegetables.

"There's Mrs. Law." Song Bo was about to turn around and leave, but Su Qingluan shook a small porcelain bottle placed next to him: "Song Bo, pour you some of this salt - this is different from ordinary salt, it tastes better with steamed bread slices or yams." ”

"Qingluan's salt is very chic, is it added with peel and pepper?" Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan turned around and looked at him: "Have you smelled it?" The nose is really smart, I did add a little bit of dried lemon zest and pepper to it. ”

In fact, this is a "lemon salt" made by imitating the Japanese-style yuzu salt eaten in her previous life, because Su Qingluan prefers lemons or oranges to the fragrance of grapefruit, but at the moment she only has lemons at hand, so she made this seasoned salt with lemon peel, and she tried it with yam in the kitchen, which is a completely different flavor from tomato sauce, more fresh and refreshing.

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan: "Qingluan has been busy for a long time, I have a little thin wine here to express my feelings," and then looked at Songbo, "And go and bring the fruit wine." ”

Su Qingluan hurriedly shook his head when he heard this: "No, I've never drunk, what if I go crazy with alcohol?" "The most important thing is that this shell is only fifteen years old......

However, in her previous life, she seemed to have secretly drunk red wine when she was in elementary school, and she didn't seem to have any position to say so......

Mu Xingzhi smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just your own, besides, this national wine is not very spicy, Qingluan will like it." ”

Since the other party said so, Su Qingluan thought of the brewing technology of this era, it is estimated that it cannot be a particularly high level of liquor, and the amount of alcohol she drank in her previous life was still good, so she nodded and agreed, and then began to eat spicy chicken nuggets with relish.

A piece of chicken was entered, and Su Qingluan squinted her eyes happily: Ah, although it is not a chili pepper, it is this spicy and fragrant feeling! It's really refreshing! This feeling of eating spicy food is finally back!