Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 500 Beef
Gu Xiang smiled lightly: "Fortunately, the broth in the kitchen is properly boiled, otherwise we wouldn't be able to make it so fast."

If this noodle is to be delicious, it is still the same sentence, the soup base is the most important thing.

Gu Xiang's seasoning skills are top-notch, but if the base soup is not good enough, no matter how seasoned she is, it is impossible to turn a toad into a fairy.

The broth in Fan's kitchen is not bad.

Gu Xiang held the tray with both hands, on it was a bowl of fragrant longevity noodles, and placed it in front of Mrs. Fan.

Mrs. Fan blinked her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt a surge of heat pouring from her throat into her internal organs, her throat moved, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"It smells so good!"

All the guests around looked sideways, and there was a buzz of discussion for a while.

"This scent is really..."

"It makes people's mouth hungry, their eyes and their hearts hungry."

"Although they are all boiled with mutton and beef bones, the chefs in your house are really capable. They can control the heat well and choose the ingredients well."

Gu Xiang smiled lightly.

Fan Zhenghong's face turned red, he was both grateful and sighed: "It's really..." to let the little lady do this for my mother.

He paused, then laughed again: "Little lady is a golden cook, if you want to practice your skills, you should find some precious ingredients to cook."

Sun Lao and the others also nodded: "Next time the caravan goes out, we must take care of the little lady, ah, the little old man remembers that last year there was a little one who went to sea, as if he caught a big big sea fish, only the bones left It is as big as a keel, if you can bring it back to the little lady, it must be a good food."

When Gu Xiang heard it, he was really moved.

Regardless of the fish in the sea, they are all fish, but their tastes are very different, each has its own taste, Gu Xiang has tried it a long time ago, and her tongue is most active when tasting seafood.

These are all later stories.

At this time, Gu Xiang took a step forward, stretched out his hand and lifted the covered white porcelain bowl, revealing the whistle inside, stirred it gently with a spoon, scooped up half a spoonful, and poured it on the noodles.

As soon as the hot breath is smoked, a spicy and salty fragrance hits the nostrils, but it is not pungent at all, just fragrant.

The guests on the left and right suddenly growled in their stomachs.

They came back to Fan's house for a banquet, and they said they were eating, but they didn't think about the food just now, so they didn't feel it when they were nervous, and now they unconsciously relaxed a bit, smelling the fragrance so much that they all whetted their appetite, smelling the fragrance Pick up the smoked chicken and grilled fish on the table in front of you. Although the ingredients are a bit ordinary, but when you eat them at this time, they are still fragrant and delicious.

Mrs. Fan's eyes were even brighter, she picked up a piece of noodles dipped in golden diced meat and sauce with her chopsticks, sucked it into her mouth, squinted her eyes and ate it in small mouthfuls.

Suck, suck, suck!

The mouthful is full of rich fragrance, and the noodles are also very firm. As Madam Fan ate, she remembered that the bowl of noodles her mother cooked for her before she got married that year was also so sweet.

Fan Zhenghong swallowed his saliva, couldn't hold it back, took a pair of chopsticks and sneakily took a chopstick meat whistle from the porcelain bowl in front of Mrs. Fan, and stuffed it into his mouth. Is it the can of beef at home?"

Gu Xiang nodded: "The beef is a bit old, but it took a lot of effort."

The cattle that Fan's family slaughtered today were not the ones that were crippled, but an old one that they bought and had no strength to farm.

The stewed beef is really a bit firewood. Although the chef at home has put in a lot of effort, he can only say that it is edible, but it takes a lot of effort for the elderly to eat it.

However, Gu Xiang picked out the fat from the whole beef, chopped it together with the lean meat, cut it again according to the texture, picked the lard and melted it in the pot, and then stir-fried the beef. To be just right, the aroma of lard should be melted into the beef just right, and then put the marinade in the jar and stew carefully.

After the stew, add the tender marinated bamboo shoots and eggplant and stir well.

The stewed beef is crystal clear, and it trembles slightly when it is caught on the chopsticks, and it cannot be dropped. The juice is locked in the mouth, and it is very plump. When you bite it lightly, your mouth is full of grease. It is so fragrant that your lips and teeth will fight.

If it is changed to modern times, Gu Xiang has to admit that this beef is not bad, maybe some people will find fault with it, thinking it is too fatty.

Moreover, lard is added to the beef, which makes people know that the reputation of the chef is about to be ruined, but now it is very different. Even the Fan family does not have a lot of oil and water on weekdays. color.

Although rich families don't eat much pork nowadays and think it's dirty, but this bowl of noodles, once the whistle comes out, the emperor must be here, and he won't mind eating this little lard.

Mrs. Fan laughed as she ate the noodles, the creases all over her face stretched out, she looked a little younger, and the little decay she had just now had disappeared.

Fan Zhenghong quietly looked at his little lady, and couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness at seeing his princess' successor.

Before that, no matter what he did or how much he achieved, he was not at ease in his heart. He rarely had a good time to sleep peacefully throughout the night, but at night he refused to dream, not even a nightmare. Come and scold him in his dream.

Seeing Fan Zhenghong's eyes, Gu Xiang couldn't help laughing as if he was greedy, so he called a few cooks from Fan's family to help, and packed some meals together.

Since a large table of dishes had already been cooked in the kitchen, Gu Xiang didn't do anything else, just boil the noodles and bake the pancakes with his fingers.

Ordinary pasta, these aristocratic families probably don't even look at it on weekdays, and the maids and servants around them probably don't care about these things, but today they are looted by everyone as soon as they are on the table. Spoon a spoonful of stir-fried beef into it, the mouth is fragrant, it is not too delicious!

The only problem is that from now on, these aristocratic daughters, sons, and wives always feel tasteless and lose their appetite when they eat their own rice noodles every day. Home, I want two more plates of meat sauce, so I can use it smoothly.

The scent wafting from the garden eased the atmosphere of the banquet, but the beef seemed to be a bit stretched. Gu Xiang blinked his eyes, and was very playful. After thinking about it, he gave orders to ask people to count the beef he fried. After a while, divide it up with games.

"That's all the fried pork. Everyone wants to eat it. Why don't I hide it. You can look for it in the garden. Whoever finds it will eat it. It's the most fair."

The guests nodded.

Obviously, it is not just one or two who want to eat alone.

Gu Xiang smiled, and asked some more questions, but those who answered the questions correctly could get some clues, which immediately aroused the excitement of all the guests.

Mrs. Fan looked cheerful and said with a big laugh: "We have attended many banquets these years, I am afraid that this is the only time our family can attract all the guests to compete for victory."

The old lady can also read and write now, and can speak a few elegant words.

Not long after, I heard someone beside me exclaim: "Ah, on the tree!"

Everyone looked up and saw a hanging basket on the tree, and the guests couldn't help but look at each other.

"Here, who can climb a tree?"

Those who are skilled in riding and shooting on weekdays hurriedly tucked up their clothes, and before they could climb, they heard the crossbow arrows being fired, and then there was a bang, and the hanging basket fell into one of their hands, followed by another thud, bang. , Everyone followed the sound and saw a short knife fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)