Chapter Ninety-Seven: Dry Firewood Meets Fire
Li Yan came here this time to hide from Qingqing, so he didn't bring too many people with him, and Jing Yinuo was taken out by him, so he had to go to the kitchen by himself.
Before he came, the old man in charge of the yard had already put fresh ingredients in the kitchen, and the yard was planted with tomatoes, cucumbers, lettuce and other vegetables, and he could pick the freshest ones directly if he wanted to eat them.
There were chopped pork ribs and pickled bamboo shoots in the kitchen refrigerator, and he went to the car to take out the red wine, drinks and ice cream he brought and stuffed them into the large refrigerator in the kitchen.
As a gentleman, it is unqualified not to like to eat and drink, and he has eaten all over the world, his tongue is much pickier than ordinary people, and his knowledge is wider than others, so it is inevitable that he will always move his mind to cook.
Li Yan's time is very tight, because there are foreign companies to manage, so he hasn't spent two or three years on vacation, even if the excuse every time he goes out is to play, but his play is completely different from what others know.
He recalled that most of the dishes he was skilled in were Western food, but the meat piled up in the refrigerator and the seasonings in the kitchen could only be used to make traditional Chinese food, and most of his recipes were instantly invalidated.
Jing Yinuo was still waiting for dinner, and he was unwilling to try.
Li Yan regretted it a little, he knew that he should have let Jing Yinuo cook, but he was really killed by face.
He sighed, he could only take out the ribs in the refrigerator, make a sweet and sour pork rib first, and then make a fish with live fish stored in the small pond in the yard, and add a few simple vegetarian dishes, which should be fine.
He and Jing Yinuo don't have a lot of food, and there are fresh watermelons sent by the villagers for dessert after cooking, so they don't have to cook too many meals to eat.
There is a farmer's pot in the kitchen, and the meat cooked slowly in this pot is more flavorful than a more modern pot, but Li Yan is blindsided with this very traditional stove, and he barely learns to make a fire after learning a few times with the old man watching the yard, let alone cooking while burning the fire to control the heat.
For the sake of insurance, Li Yan could only settle for the next best thing, unscrewed the valve of the gas tank, added cold water to the pot, put the ribs into cold water and boiled, and when the water boiled, he took out the ribs and passed them through cold water again to filter the water.
In between preparing the ribs, he had already prepared the green onions cut into small pieces, as well as the ginger cut into small slices, as well as the rock sugar and star anise that had been brought to the cutting board.
The water in the pot is poured out, the oil is re-added, and when the oil is hot, put the rock sugar in it, melt the sugar into the sugar juice with the high temperature of the oil, and then pour the pork ribs that have been drained into the sugar juice and stir-fry for two minutes, the pork ribs are stained with yellowish sugar, and they already have the appearance of a delicacy.
Li Yan grabbed the green onion and ginger on the cutting board and put it in the pot, and continued to stir-fry the pork ribs, but the color of the pork ribs at this time and the cost of sweet and sour pork ribs are still very different.
Add light soy sauce, cooking wine, and the village's own soy sauce and rice vinegar, and the ribs will soon become sweet and tempting.
The rice vinegar and soy sauce placed in the kitchen taste very good, more than one grade higher than the ones on the market, Li Yan praised the craftsmanship of the villagers in his heart, while pouring hot water into the pot, the water did not pass the ribs, put in the star anise, boil over high heat and then simmer slowly over medium-low heat.
The ribs need to be cooked for a long time, and the flavor of the seasoning will be perfectly immersed in the flesh and bones, Li Yan took advantage of the middle time to run to the yard to pick fish, and if he liked a suitable size, he called the bodyguards who came with him, and asked them to cook better to help him make fish.
He himself continued to cook his vegetarian dishes, stir-fried a plate of chrysanthemum, eggs, and wild vegetables that the old man who watched the yard had specially gone to the mountains to fetch.
Jing Yinuo was hungry to play on the mountain, and she didn't have the strength to walk at all, let alone take the interest to visit the mountains and rivers, as long as she saw the smoke rising from the villagers under the mountain, her stomach growled vigorously.
Niuniu also wanted to go home to see her children, Jing Yinuo walked a short distance and took Niuniu home, sitting on a bamboo bench in the yard, staring at the Chinese pastoral dog Niuniu, who looked very similar to the Labrador.
I especially want to know where this dog with an extremely humble pedigree comes from with an indescribable nobility.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, Jing Yinuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he went straight to the kitchen, took out a tomato first, washed it and gnawed it.
She stood aside, watching Li Yan from a distance, with a faint smile on her face, and she felt very satisfied in her heart.
Actually, she likes Li Yan very much, Li Yan was born in a top wealthy family, but he is brave and strategic, and he is very humble to others, although he likes to use some strategies, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and he is very skilled in those things that rich people disdain.
Li Yan is wearing an apron, his figure is tall and beautiful, his face is gentle and handsome, and the whole person is like a five-good gentleman, a housewife who is considerate of his wife, such a top nobleman cooks in person, which is a blessing that few people in the world can lose weight.
It was hot in the kitchen, and Li Yan was sweating on his forehead and neck, Jing Yinuo tore open a pack of wet wipes and stepped forward to help Li Yan wipe his sweat.
The moment the cold wipes touched the hot skin, Li Yan couldn't help shaking, and when he turned around, he saw Jing Yinuo's beautiful face, and his mouth was dry uncontrollably.
The kitchen is filled with the aroma of food, Li Yan's endurance is stronger than others, and the messy thoughts dissipate in just a moment, as long as he has scruples, Li Yan can restrain himself.
In order not to let the vegetables in the pot fry too old, he could only continue to stir-fry, then put them on a plate, and said to Jing Yinuo: "The ribs will be ready soon, you bring these dishes to the house first." ”
Jing Yinuo agreed, and hurriedly took the fried dishes away, but after Jing Yinuo left, the faint fragrance on her body remained in the kitchen, and the thick smell of pork ribs could not cover up the extremely light taste.
Li Yan was a little upset, and he really couldn't calm down when facing Jing Yinuo.
He regretted it a little, he originally wanted to relieve the pressure on Jing Yinuo, and pushed back the news heat between him and Jing Yinuo to the time when the designer competition was broadcast on TV, but now that the two of them are staying in the mountain village together, their hearts are relaxed all of a sudden.
Usually the two of them are always full of all kinds of worries, they don't think too much, and their minds are full of work plans day by day, but now facing the green mountains, the birds chirping leisurely, and the curling smoke rising at the foot of the mountain, everything makes people return to their original selves.
Some thoughts hidden in the bottom of my heart can hardly be restrained from rushing upward.
Thinking about the fact that the two of them will continue to stay here for several days, he is almost about to collapse, where is this enjoyment, obviously torture, okay!
Li Yan washed his face with cold water, put his face in a basin and held his breath, endured it for a long time, choked on saliva, and the physical pain made him forget the lack of hope in his heart for a while, so he raised his head, turned off the fire and took out sweet and sour pork ribs, and sent them to the house.
Jing Yinuo saw Li Yan's face full of water, and hurriedly took a towel over to wipe his face.
She just did this subconsciously, in her eyes she was just helping her good friend wipe her face, but Li Yan was like seeing a flood beast, so she quickly refused, took the towel herself, and wiped her face clean.