Chapter 17: Hospitality
Zhao looked at his daughter, and his eyes gradually became firm.
She considered her rhetoric for a while, and then said slowly: "I don't count on my husband in my life. ”
"My daughter is my God, Jing'er has grown a lot after retiring from the Zhang family, and I see these changes in my eyes."
"She's very different from before, at least, Jing'er didn't know how to cook before, but I can't manage that much."
The voice gradually lowered, and Ye Chujing's eyebrows jumped as she listened.
I always feel that Zhao is not seeing something.
The original Ye Chujing is no longer there, maybe it's her body.
Whether it will be changed back in the future, she doesn't know.
She only lives in the moment.
Zhao's voice became clear again, and Ye Chujing's eyes were extremely soft: "I don't have any other thoughts." ”
"I just want to live with Jing'er, she is in charge of many things in the family, since she doesn't want Ye Qingshan's father."
"Then don't want it, just leave and leave, I'm this age, do I care about my reputation?"
As she spoke, she laughed instead.
The corners of the eyes that are wrinkled due to overexertion seem to have water stains.
Ye Chujing touched the back of her mother's hand, pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes silently comforting.
He Shi sighed, breaking the slightly heavy atmosphere: "Harmony is harmony." ”
"The widows in our village can marry for the second time, and you and divorce are nothing."
She glared at Ye Yuanshan and continued: "I have seen that Ye Qingshan has been unhappy for a long time, if it weren't for Yuanshan, I wouldn't even let him in." ”
Ye Chunlu's immature face was also very disgusted: "Approve of A-Niang." ”
Ye Yuanshan touched his nose.
In front of his wife and daughter, he didn't dare to say a word more for his little brother.
Ye Chujing smiled faintly and said, "Okay, don't talk about this, aunt uncle, you just sit here." ”
"I'll go to the kitchen and get ready."
He was used to enjoying himself at home, nodded instinctively, and raised his chin: "Chunlu, go and help your sister." ”
She wanted to try Ye Chujing's craftsmanship.
I was too lazy at home before, and I didn't know how Zhao was taught.
She leaned on the bamboo chair, and when she saw that Zhao also wanted to help, she hurriedly shouted: "What did you do in the past?" ”
"The work at home is done by the juniors, let them hone and hone more, and they must have a skill."
"Otherwise, what can I do in the future."
After speaking, his hand loosened Zhao's sleeve.
In her house, Ye Yuanshan has always been cooking, and Chunlu is lighting the fire on the side and making a move.
She is not good at cooking, so the kitchen work will be handed over to someone who is good at it.
Zhao's face smiled a few times, what kind of personality is He's sister-in-law, she has gotten along with her for many years.
is spicy and shrewd, and Ye Yuanshan was treated obediently by her.
Thinking that someone had to chat with her here, Zhao also sat down, but he couldn't snub them.
In the kitchenette.
Ye Chunlu looked at Ye Chujing, who was skillful, with curiosity.
She stepped forward and gently grabbed Ye Chujing's arm, stopped talking, and whispered for a while: "Sister, why don't I come?" ”
Being withdrawn from her family, wherever she is placed, is a big blow to the girl's family.
Cousin has changed so much, Ye Chunlu has to make a draft and consider it a few times.
lest the words inadvertently hurt her heart.
She didn't know if her cousin's change was good or bad, Aunt Zhao used to cook.
She was really worried about her cousin's cooking.
Ye Chujing raised her eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves: "You come and make a hand, I will show you a hand, which will definitely impress you." ”
As always, she first soaked the pork in rice water to remove the dirt.
Ye Chunlu couldn't hide her suspicions: "Really? ”
She would like to say that self-confidence is a good thing, and it is not good to be overconfident.
But my cousin can't be stimulated now.
Ye Chujing asked Ye Chunlu to pay attention to the heat of cooking, but don't burn it.
Ye Chunlu nodded cautiously.
Watch her sister skillfully take out a bag of flour, pour it into a small basin, and add a little salt.
Putting a small amount of water many times, kneading the dough is very skillful.
Ye Chunlu was really surprised: "Sister, are you going to roll noodles?" ”
Ye Chujing nodded: "Just order the rice, I'm afraid you won't be full, make a few bowls of noodles." ”
She sprinkled some dry flour on the clean board and pushed a rolling pin to roll out the kneaded dough.
In order to prevent the dough from sticking to the panel, the dough was sprinkled with flour constantly.
After rolling it out and folding it, she weighed it a little and cut it more finely.
Purely because she loves thin noodles.
There are no other ingredients at home, just mustard greens.
When the water in the pot boiled, she took advantage of the situation to add oil and salt and cook the noodles.
Add shredded mustard greens and sprinkle with chopped green onions.
Mustard greens and clear soup noodles are refreshing, light and pleasant.
Ye Chunlu took out the bowl and waited for her to serve it.
In the steaming heat, Ye Chujing glanced at her and suddenly spoke.
"Chunlu, you can handle pork, right?"
"Go wash it, and by the way, chop it into meat foam."
Ye Chunlu responded: "Of course I will, I help my father at home." ”
Looking at my cousin's skillful technique, it doesn't look like a novice at all.
Ye Chunlu was a little relieved.
I think I can still look forward to what will be made.
After Ye Chunlu washed it, she chopped it directly on the cutting board.
Bang bang bang!
The strength is quite strong, and the attack is very regular.
Ye Chunlu found that she was a little slow and half a beat, why did she chop pork into meat sauce?
It's finely chopped, and it's not a child, so you don't need to eat these meat pastes.
"Sister, what are we going to do?"
When she had a doubt, she asked directly.
Ye Chujing squatted on the ground and cut the tofu, and the tofu was put in a bucket.
Cut her in a bowl.
Hearing the question, she said casually: "Stuffed tofu with water, have you ever eaten it?" ”
Ye Chunlu shook her head ignorantly: "We have this way to eat in this place?" ”
Ye Chujing smiled: "You can try it later." ”
Seeing that she was okay to chop, Ye Chujing put some shredded green onions and stirred them in the filling
Ye Chujing demonstrated to her: "Put the filling on the tofu, and then take a piece of tofu and cover it, it's very simple, right?" ”
Ye Chunlu nodded vigorously, and the movements in her hands were not unfamiliar at all.
Ye Chujing glanced at it and got up to spice the sauce.
She glanced at Ye Chunlu behind her and saw that she was concentrating on wiping the filling.
Ye Chujing closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, several small jars appeared in her hands.
Peanut oil, fine salt, light soy sauce, oil consumption, and a small amount of cornstarch sauce.
Ye Chunlu spoke out with great interest: "Sister, I'm done." ”
"Okay, make a fire and fry it, don't be too hot, just low heat, and wait until I'm slowly frying until golden."
Ye Chujing also mixed the sauce and put it aside.
Ye Chunlu is still very skilled in making fire.
Ye Chujing fried slowly, and then turned over and fried after frying on one side.
The pot is steaming, and with a crackling explosion, the tofu is boiling in the oil and gradually turning golden.
The fragrant smell spreads from the pan to the tip of the nose.
Ye Chunlu sniffed and smelled the fragrance, staring at it with her eyes, and secretly swallowed her saliva.
Seeing that the quality was about the same, Ye Chujing put in the sauce and stewed.
The orange-red soup is beautiful, the tofu is delicious and tender, and some of the fillings leak out slightly, and it is boiled with the soup.
A few minutes later, Ye Chujing scooped them up in a bowl, steaming hot and fragrant.