Chapter 10 Breakfast

A quarter of an hour later, Qinghe walked in with a beautiful food box, put the food box down, and took out a bowl and two plates from it.

A bowl of porridge, a plate of lotus root slices, a plate of pastries.

Qinghe knew that Dian Hua didn't understand many etiquettes in Qi Mansion, so he hurriedly said: "Immortal Master, the porridge is still a little hot, and the temperature of the dishes is too high, now is not the best time to eat breakfast." ”

"Before eating breakfast, you need to clean your hands, face, and mouth. ”

"Immortal Master, please wait. ”

The Dao Robe Immortal Weapon that was just lit yesterday comes with a body cleansing technique, and the body can always be kept clean, and there is no need for these things at all.

Originally, Dian Hua wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Qinghe didn't give him this chance, and he had already left the living room quickly.

Looking at the green lotus in and out, busy before and after, Dian Hua found that compared with last night, both Qingzhu and Qinghe seemed to have changed a lot, becoming more vivid, more life, and becoming ...... It's more like a "person" than a "tool".

It seems that because he forgave Qingzhu and let Qingzhu stay, Qinghe is very grateful for this, so he treats him more attentively.

Thinking of this, Dianhua didn't open her mouth to stop Qinghe, and just as she liked, she just happened to experience what the decadent and depraved life of the upper class elites in feudal society was like.

Not long after Qinghe went out, he soon led four thirteen or fourteen-year-old maids in green dresses to walk in, each holding a basin filled with warm water, a tea bowl and a small plate of bamboo shoots on a tray, a spittoon, and a tray with a few dry and wet towels placed separately.

Dianhua is full of curiosity and anticipation about everything that is happening now and about to happen. He didn't speak, and he didn't make any extra movements, treating himself as a puppet, obediently letting Qinghe teach him by hand. Qinghe said what should be done, and he did it.

"Wipe your hands with a damp towel first, then change to another wet towel and wipe your cheeks first, then apply some flower soap paste to your hands and face, rinse them with water in a basin, and then dry them with a dry towel. ”

"The next step is to clean the mouth, you need to chew this bamboo shoot repeatedly for half a cup of tea, and then rinse your mouth with salt water, and then spit the mouthwash into the spittoon, and then rinse your mouth with water, you need to rinse it twice. Finally, wipe the corners of your mouth with a dry towel and the preparation before eating is complete. ”

It took nearly a quarter of an hour for Dianhua to wash up.

Qinghe waved his hand to let the four little maids go down, and said, "Immortal Master, the temperature is just right now, and you can enjoy breakfast." Drink porridge first to warm your stomach. ”

After hearing that he could eat breakfast, Dianhua, who had long been hungry, habitually followed Qinghe's suggestion, quickly picked up a spoon and drank a sip of golden millet porridge.

'Hmm~ It's so delicious!' Dian Hua squinted his eyes and quietly recalled the taste just now: "It seems that there is a taste of chicken soup This is not a simple millet porridge, there must be other ingredients in it, and I don't know what it is?"

Dianhua glanced at Qinghe and asked, "Ingredients?"

Qinghe's comprehension ability is very strong, although there is only one word, he immediately understood what Dian Hua wanted to ask, and explained with a smile: "The breakfast you have is the same dish as the master." This bowl of millet porridge is made from hen soup that has been simmered overnight, and after filtering solid residues such as chicken, chicken bones, spices, and ingredients with gauze, only the clear chicken broth is left to make soup, and it is made by adding millet. ”

Dian Hua was amazed in his heart, it took one night to make it so exquisitely, but it looked the same as ordinary millet porridge, if he didn't drink it himself, he really couldn't see the difference with ordinary millet porridge, it was really "low-key".

After two more sips of porridge, Qinghe continued: "Immortal Master, don't just drink porridge, eat some pastries and side dishes. ”

Dian Hua picked up a piece of light yellow pastry from the stream, but put it in front of him and looked at it carefully, but from the side it can be seen that it is not a whole, but a square pastry formed by each layer as thin as a cicada's wings, layer by layer.

It looks inconspicuous from afar, but it is a work of art up close. made Dianhua almost reluctant to put his mouth down.

Put the pastry in your mouth and chew it gently, it is warm and delicious, sweet but not greasy.

This sweetness is......

"Honey?"

This pastry Qinghe doesn't know much about it, so he explained in a general way: "This pastry is just made of rice and honey, and it doesn't use precious ingredients, but it's just a little exquisite." ”

Yes, it is a precious ingredient that is not used, but the effort and thought used are more precious than the precious ingredient. ’

Dian Hua picked up a piece of lotus root and looked at it carefully, like the pastry, the lotus root slice looked like an ordinary lotus root slice from a distance, and a closer look also found that it was actually cut into pieces of thin lotus root slices like cicada wings and re-superimposed.

The holes in the lotus root slices are diced and filled with other vegetables, which are naturally treated in the same way as the lotus root slices.

Curiously, these vegetables are obviously stacked from thin slices, but I don't know how to stick them together, and when the chopsticks are clamped, they don't fall apart at all, and they don't deform at all.

I put it in front of my nose and smelled it gently, and it seemed to have a faint aroma of wine.

Dianhua took a bite, and when he first entered the mouth, the taste was average, only the crispness of the lotus root slices and the faint aroma of wine, but the more he ate it, the more fragrant it became, the taste of other vegetables, and the taste of eggs, etc., the taste of a thousand flavors stimulated the taste buds and turned into a sense of pleasure called delicious and poured into his heart.

After swallowing it unconsciously, it still lingers on the lips and teeth, and it is so delicious.

Qinghe found that the immortal master seemed to enjoy eating, and he was also very curious and eager to learn, and after each dish, he was also interested in how it was made.

"Fortunately, I'm still good at cooking, and I'm proficient in some of these family dishes in the house, otherwise I would have been asked." ’

With the first two explanations, Qinghe is becoming more and more handy, this dish is one of the dishes she is best at making, this time there is no need for Dianhua to ask, Qinghe saw Dianhua looking at her, and immediately explained:

"The ingredients of this dish are ordinary, only one fresh word is taken, but it is a great test of knife skills. Each vegetable should first slice the lotus root according to the normal size, cut the other vegetable ingredients into small round dices, and inlay the small round cloves into the natural holes of the lotus root slices, and splice them together tightly. ”

The spliced lotus root slices are then cut into thin slices like cicada wings, and egg whites are used as a binder to coat one side of the flakes to re-glue them. ”

"Fry in warm sesame oil for a while, before browning. The heat of this process is very important, whether it is sesame oil or frying. If you are not careful, the heat will be either big or small. The dish was ruined by a little bit of heat. ”

After frying, take it out, put it in a small bamboo steamer, and steam the soup with cloudy sake made from grains that took 30 years to brew, and steam for a while to remove the greasy sesame oil and the fishy smell of egg whites. ”

"This is also a test of the heat, the heat is too big to lose the crispness of the lotus root slices, the freshness of the vegetables, and the heat is small, it will be a little greasy or fishy to affect the taste. ”