Jinghua little cook

"Crispy vegetarian stew" is actually "mushroom meeting".

The temperature in the summer morning is just right, and those who carry loads on the street like to hang out at this time, and the ingredients sold are also the freshest.

Lu Xiling called to the mushroom seller who passed by the door, and bought several kinds in one go, including oyster mushroom, Coprinus comatus, crab-flavored mushroom, and white jade mushroom. Unfortunately, no bamboo shoots were bought.

The goods in the hands of small merchants and hawkers are not complete.

Returning to the kitchen with regret, Lu Xiling went back to her old profession, catching chickens and killing chickens.

Looking at the chicken cubs jumping up and down, Lu Xiling wiped off her sweat, told herself that Liang Chen would be back tomorrow, and at the same time cheered herself up.

Today she and the chicken can only stay one!
Facts have proved that when a woman becomes ruthless, no one else has anything to do with it. She kills chickens and plucks feathers in one go, and Lu Xiling is a batch of neat ones today.

After freshening up, Bean Sprouts stood under the eaves and put everything back into his eyebrows, the temperature in his heart became colder and colder.

By the stove.

Blanch the mushrooms and put them in the chicken soup. What you eat is the original taste and freshness!
Add some rice wine and some pepper, you have to be willing to let it go, otherwise it won't taste good.

"Is Boss Lu there?"

There was a knock at the door.

And, a crappy Huihe accent.

Lu Xiling called out Bean Sprouts to open the door, took a mouthful of soup with one hand and sipped it into her mouth.

The thick warmth flowed into the stomach, and the cold air that came out of the palace this morning was completely washed away at this moment, leaving only the delicious aftertaste in the mouth.

"What is Boss Lu doing? This delicious smell really whets the appetite."

After staying in the capital for more than half a month, the uncle has learned a lot of Chinese.

Lu Xiling came forward and teased a few words with the person, beckoned him to sit down in the main room, and ordered the bean sprouts to be served, then turned around and buried himself in the kitchen again.

The Huihe businessman recognized his family at a glance. He stared at the bean sprouts for a long time and refused to look away until a more alluring aroma than before came out. Then he withdrew his eyes and devoted himself to the delicious dishes. .

It is said that the food culture of the Central Plains is extensive and profound. It seems that what the predecessors said is true.

For a while, he ate lychee fried rice, sweet glutinous rice balls, pork knuckles, spicy soup... he almost ate all the delicious food in the capital.

But even though he doesn't eat and drink the same way these days, there is no day when he is full of anticipation for food like today.

The Huihe merchant licked the slightly dry corners of his lips.

Could it be the reason why he woke up early in the morning and hasn't eaten yet?

The Huihe businessman no longer asked about the whereabouts of the bean sprouts. His eyes seemed to grow on the bead curtains, and he had to stand up from time to time to take a look.

The fresh fragrance is spicy, which is the taste of Hu Jiang.

It seems that the delicacies of the Central Plains are also inseparable from the seasonings of their hometown.

When Uncle Huihe was immersed in the pride of being honored, Lu Xiling also came out of the kitchen with a plate of cups and jars.

"Is this time to start eating?"

Bean Sprout looked up and glanced at the kitchen, and snorted a little coquettishly: "Greedy ghost, Ah Ling is clearly going to the kiln."

When it comes to food, when it comes to food made by Lu Xiling, bean sprouts must be the most familiar.

The Huihe merchant saw that he had indeed gone to the two large earthen kilns in the backyard, so he sat back on his chair disheartened.

"It doesn't matter, there is a saying in the Central Plains that a good meal is not afraid of being late."

He has nothing else to do today, he can afford to wait.

"Does uncle like to drink?"

All the pots were pushed into the kiln, Lu Xiling wiped her hands and came out with a smile.

"I love to drink!" The Huihe businessman felt that his mouth was already parched, and drinking alone could not quench the thirst in his throat.

"Greedy ghost!" The child wiped his face with his index finger, just to shame this Huihe uncle.

Lu Xiling said: "You must not understand the rules. This is our distinguished guest! He is also from your hometown."

"Sure enough." The Huihe businessman laughed when he heard this, "I just said that this girl is like a member of our family!"

"Girl, come here, let me take a good look at you, and tell uncle, how did you come to the Central Plains alone, and you came to such a beautiful Boss Lu."

Gentiles are lively and unrestrained, with a sweet mouth and good eyesight!
Lu Xiling smiled heartlessly, not noticing the abnormality of the child at all.

"Bean sprouts, go quickly." Lu Xiling said with a smile, "I wonder if the uncle recognizes her aunt? It is said that she is the most beautiful woman in the Huihe tribe."

"The most beautiful?!" The Huihe businessman froze for a moment, staring at Douya's cobalt blue eyes in shock and said, "Could it be that you are the child of the master's family?"

"God, I actually found you! Your mother, my master's Peda, asked me to find you before I left!"

Lu Xiling couldn't understand their native dialect, but from the Huihe businessman's expression, it was clear that she was very familiar with Bean Sprout's grandmother.

Lu Xiling turned around happily, but the child was gone.

The Huihe businessman didn't care too much when he saw people running away, and said, "Young girl has learned to be reserved from the young ladies in the Central Plains over the years."

Lu Xiling smiled coyly, and couldn't help feeling suspicious.

But she didn't have time to think about it, there were still a lot of mushrooms in the pot for a meeting in the chicken soup, she had to go to the meeting!

Since Huihe's uncle likes to drink, she will add a few spoonfuls of rice wine to the remaining mushroom soup.

After a while, the aroma of wine was overflowing, and the golden soup was so intoxicating that Lu Xiling couldn't help sucking it twice after seeing it.

This taste is said to be Buddha jumps over the wall, and some people believe it!
The cook in the kitchen was so used to eating all kinds of delicacies that she couldn't bear it anymore, not to mention the foreign diners sitting in the main room.

He raised his hand to close the window facing the street.

Enjoying the wonderful smell that belonged to him alone, the Huihe businessman narrowed his eyes, already thinking about eating a few bowls of barley rice later.

When he first arrived, he couldn't get used to eating wheat rice because other people's cooking was not delicious, and he couldn't eat any more.

It's different when it comes to the little lady. The cumin-roasted lamb bibimbap by the Luoshui last time was very delicious.

The soup bibimbap made from this catty of rice wine must be even more delicious.

He rubbed his hands together, swallowing hard as he waited.

When Lu Xiling came out, the bowls and chopsticks were already set on the table, and the Huihe people had set them up by themselves, and the child hadn't come out yet.

The Huihe businessman was overjoyed: "Is this puff pastry?"

Lu Xiling withdrew her eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, it's made from cheese sold by uncle."

"No wonder it smells so good!"

The delicacy of the capital is enhanced by its own ingredients, which businessman would be unhappy to hear that.

Lu Xiling laughed and said a few more words, seeing that one of today's protagonists has not come out for a long time, she had to let the guests eat first.

Going around to the backyard, Lu Xiling tried her best not to open the door.

Children are most afraid of heat on weekdays, and they have to sleep with the door open at night, why is it locked so tightly today.

"Bean sprouts?" Lu Xiling knocked on the door and said, "Come out for dinner."

There was a silence in the room.

Lu Xiling knocked on the door again.

After a while, a sob came from inside: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

The voice was muffled, as if it came from being buried under the blanket.

Lu Xiling turned the corner, is the little girl crying?It's not crying.

At this moment, Lu Xiling is like a scumbag, dumping all the negative emotions of her girlfriend on her relatives.

After a girl grows into a woman, she really becomes more and more sensitive.

After thinking about it carefully, she just entered the palace without taking her, so why did she get upset.

But thinking about it the other way around, she did break her promise.

It was agreed to go and go back, but it took one night to go.

Lu Xiling ignored it, and her tone weakened: "Liang Chen will be back tomorrow, and I will take you to pick him up at the gate of the palace tomorrow. Didn't you buy new clothes for him to see?"

"I don't want it." The child in the room said angrily: "You don't plan to keep me anyway, what do you care about me now?"

Thanks to Da Lai Zhao for the monthly ticket!

There will be a small chapter later, and the babies who can't bear it will go to bed, and it will be the same tomorrow morning.