It was dawn.

The oolong in the kennel wagged its tail twice and fell down again.

Aunt Zhang walked through the small door, saw the note in the stove room, folded it and stuffed it into an apron, took the silver tael and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

The sky is purple, and the rooster announces the dawn.

Sting.

The white soup is boiling in an iron bucket, and the dried peppercorns are put into the oil pot, and the shredded eel is stir-fried, and the spicy fragrance fills the entire courtyard.

Fan Xinglai, who got up early in the morning to bathe Chishan, washed the dead grass in the stable, smelled the strong and spicy fragrance, and leaned on the window with Oolong, salivating.

"Aunt Zhang, what are you eating?"

"Noodles!"

"What noodles?"

"Saury noodles, eel noodles, add two side dishes, spring bamboo shoots and snow cabbage, green beans and pickles to fry old tofu."

Fan Xinglai heard his stomach growling.

Liang Qu is not at home, the old monk eats more vegetarian, the food fee is left, and there is meat at the meal, but it is not as rich as usual, and there will be no pepper, star anise, and cinnamon.

"What about the soup, it's not stewed with beef bones?"

"For hanging soup, bones and tendons and meat stewed for oolong to eat, Ah Xing do you want it? Scoop a piece for you? ”

Aunt Zhang said, and inserted a large cylinder of beef bone.

Oolong's ears stood up, and he turned his head to look at Fan Xinglai, his eyes gloomy.

Fan Xinglai laughed twice: "Forget it, Oolong is not enough." ”

In the courtyard.

The beams and canals dance and wave, and the sharp light flows, smooth and freehand.

I fell asleep at night, smelled the chickens dancing at dawn, was full of energy, did not feel the slightest tiredness, and slept at home to wash away the bumps and dust of the past few days, but I was also hungry.

I have been on the road to a restaurant since noon yesterday, and I haven't eaten since then, and I smelled the aroma of peppercorns at first glance, and my index finger moved.

Putting down Fubo in his hand, Liang Qu wiped away a hot sweat, put on his clothes and came to the stove room, wanting to ask when the meal would start.

"The owner!" When Aunt Zhang saw Liang Qu, she hurriedly explained, "I said that I can do it alone, but your uncle has to come to help, and he can't stop it." ”

"Uncle?"

Liang Qu was stunned for a moment, and then saw Su Guishan who was helping to add firewood behind the stove, with a strange face.

Su Guishan broke the fine firewood, stuffed it into the stove, and enjoyed it: "Idle is idle, you can't eat rice, right?" ”

Aunt Zhang hurriedly interrupted: "Uncle is laughing, how can it be white rice......"

Liang Qu Muran.

Su Guishan faked his death and hid in his own home, and he should know that Xu Yuelong was a few high-level officials, but it was impossible not to show up, after all, there were three outsiders in the family Guangfan Xinglai, Aunt Zhang, and Aunt Li, and their feelings were called like this?

Never mind.

Liang Qu thought about it, it didn't matter.

Anyway, Su Guishan is twenty-nine years old, Guan Qianshun has an epiphany in battle, and works hard, and now there are more than one hundred and eighty in the country, and he will not suffer a loss if he calls his uncle.

"When will it be good?"

"After frying this pot of yellow eel, it will be ready immediately."

"Done."

Liang Qu saw that the basin was full of most of the burnt eels, and he didn't leave, sat at the table and waited, leaving a letter last night, specially for this mouthful.

Waiting for the dishes to be served, Aunt Zhang scalded the noodles with a colander and spread out the big bowl.

In a large bowl, first put the ginger shreds at the bottom, the fried crispy yellow eel is plated into strips, then scoop a spoonful of hot broth to soak softly, put in the noodles, and finally spread a layer of saury or eel shreds, sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Fan Xing came over to serve the bowl, and Oolong ran to call the old monk.

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People are all in the picture, and the face is in unison.

The old monk served the bowl first and moved the chopsticks to the noodles.

Su Guishan drew a pair of chopsticks and flicked them twice, he had never seen such thick noodles, saying that thin noodles are thinner than ordinary noodles, and saying dragon beard noodles, they should be thicker.

As soon as the mouth is entered, the taste is slightly special, the teeth are elastic, and the bite will break, which is quite weird, but after getting used to it, it has a different flavor, crisp and clean.

Especially the crispy eel fried at the bottom, the bones and blood are clean, the fingers are thick, the ginger shreds are fishy, soaked crispy and soft, absorb the soup, and go down in one bite, with that hot energy, fresh from beginning to end.

It's no wonder that you have to eat while scalding, Su Guishan has also eaten a lot of good things, this kind of noodles with this texture, a little longer is completely different, and what you eat is this refreshing and sharp.

Eat a bowl in one go, your stomach is warm and comfortable, and your pores are stretched.

Su Guishan looked at Aunt Zhang: "This kind of fine noodles and vegetables is unique to Huainan?" How have I never seen it before. ”

Aunt Zhang said with a smile: "It's all taught by the owner, this time it's not done, the normal hanging soup should be prepared at night, stewed for three or four hours, the owner came back in a hurry last night, I bought bones and came back late, only stewed for an hour and a half, old uncle, you will." ”

Su Guishan looked back in surprise: "What did you teach?" ”

"I don't have any hobbies on weekdays, so I think about what I like to eat. I don't eat from time to time, just when the saury and spring bamboo shoots are on the market, the yellow eel is a little worse, but the summer is also fast, I want to entertain you, and I specially made a pasta breakfast. ”

The Western Army pioneered and introduced a lot of foreign varieties, and Dashun cuisine was in a period of vigorous development.

Liang Qu belongs to standing on the shoulders of giants, and from time to time he comes up with an idea for Aunt Zhang to practice.

In the past two years, the spices, materials are enough, and in terms of craftsmanship, they are no longer inferior to ordinary restaurant chefs, and they are better than the many recipes, which are still surpassed.

For this reason, Liang Qu deliberately raised his salary, starting with 800 wen a month, and later after being inquired about, it rose to 1,500 wen a month, and now it is 223 wen a month, as a woman, a proper high-income group.

"Very good!"

At present, Su Guishan no longer speaks, and the chopsticks are moving.

Two quarters of an hour smaller.

Saury, eel, spring bamboo shoots and snow cabbage, and three kinds of toppings, Su Kameyama, all taste.

Even the soup and noodles, after eating more than ten bowls, a layer of fine hot sweat surfaced on the brain, and one was summarized.

The spring bamboo shoots are refreshing, the saury is delicious, and the eel is satisfied!

Find a complete fat eel at the bottom of the bowl, eat it in a few bites, half crispy and half soft, squeeze out the rich soup flavor between the crispy skin in the mouth, and mix it with elastic eel meat, which is the most enjoyable!

Mrs. Zhang was stunned.

The owner can eat normal, a well-known martial artist, how can an old man with a gray beard eat like this?

However, when I thought that the master with a more aged face was not bad, Aunt Zhang was used to it again.

The empty bowls were stacked, and Su Guishan was full of red light, and he let out a hot breath.

Feed him comfortably.

"Rejoice! The old man has eaten good things for decades, not to mention treasure fish and meat, and there are few ordinary breakfasts that can give me such a sense of freshness! Will eat! My cooks are not as good as you. ”

Counting the small courtyard of the pond is only four acres of land, Huaiyin Su Mansion is less than one-tenth, there is nothing to be curious about, I never thought that there was such an unexpected joy, and listening to the meaning of Liang Qu's words, there are obviously many recipes.

Su Guishan pulled out a handkerchief, wiped away the hot sweat, and in a happy mood, he took out a small pale blue wooden box from his waist and gently put it on the table.

"Uncle, this ......"

Liang Qu recognized that this kind of treasure box is generally used to store treasure plants.

"You have also cultivated the golden body, I heard the old monk say that it is best to practice the golden body, and it is best to have the assistance of similar and non-attribute treasure plants.

When I came, I picked it from the house, and found that there happened to be a water and fire vine, which was too late yesterday and was not given to you, so it happened to be used as a meeting gift today and as a rent. ”

The old monk put the chopsticks together and laid them flat on the bowl: "It's a good material." ”

The implication is that it can be collected.

Liang Qu was overjoyed.

He heard the fat catfish say last night that the old toad claimed to be the owner of the pond, and received a gift from Su Guishan, a good treasure lotus, and thought about how to find a reason to deceive him, but he didn't expect that he also had a share.

Uncle recognizes that he is not wronged!

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