Jinghua little cook

Chapter 21 Soft Tofu

Chapter 21 Soft Tofu

People in this dynasty love to eat sweets, especially the older generation.

Aunt Li bluntly said that if she was not old, she could eat half a catty of brown sugar and glutinous rice cakes.

Looking at Mr. Qiu who was showing off one after another in front of his mouth, he seemed to be much older than Aunt Li.

Is it really good teeth, good appetite?

Chief Qiu wiped his hands with a handkerchief and put it on his lap.

Lu Xiling withdrew her probing gaze, and poured a cup of tea for someone pretending to be reserved.

What's more, as soon as Mr. Qiu took a sip, he felt that this humble snack was very suitable for his pear garden!
The lotus seeds are bitter and should not be boiled, but the little girl can make the lotus seeds both sweet and bitter, crisp yet soft.

With a sip of tea, the taste buds are instantly filled with the sweetness of icing sugar, the glutinous aroma of lotus seeds, and the aftertaste of green tea.

What's even better is that none of the tastes is covered up by the other, but they complement each other and sublimate each other.

This taste is like a poignant and sad Jiangnan ditty finally reaching its climax at that moment.

It's surprising and unsettling.

A small one is also convenient and interesting to eat. It is really a rare refreshment.

"Young lady's skill is the only one in the capital. In a few years, if she is supported by external forces, she will be the best."

"The little girl's skills don't stop there."

Yes, if you only sell pastries, wouldn't it be easier to come to him?
"In this case, the girl's ambition is not in the pastry." Mr. Qiu said.

Talking to smart people is easy!
The old man was afraid of losing his status, so he didn't have the nerve to point out that she was poor.

Lu Xiling laughed at herself: "To tell the truth, Mr. Qiu, if I had the money, I would have bought the shop and started my own business. Now that I'm short of cash, I pretended to be bold and came to meet friends."

A sole proprietorship is the best, and a joint-stock system is not bad either.

It is important that the contract be clear.

"You contribute money, I contribute. The business of this store will be divided into four or six from now on, and I will do the same for the fruit."

This means that the other party is not allowed to interfere with the business of other shops except for the double income right.

Chief Qiu smiled.

Although he loves to eat and knows how to eat, but every other place is like a mountain, so if he really ends up pointing out the food shop, I'm afraid it will only add to the snake.

I squinted my eyes for a while.

Businessmen who have been in the mall for a long time have their own principles of doing things. Thirty thousand yuan is not a lot of money in their eyes, but it doesn't mean that they are squandered.

Director Qiu spread out the words and made it clear to Lu Xiling.

Lu Xiling also knew that he didn't know how capable she was, so she definitely wouldn't agree on the spot.

At times like this, I usually coax her first, let her go back and wait for the news, and then do something like this behind her back.

I wish I could dig some secrets and come out and hold myself.

It's a pity that the refugees settled down a while ago, and she took the opportunity to stand in the queue and get over it.

Want to dig out her scandals?
Tsk tsk, it's harder than climbing to the sky.

Sure enough, within two days, the boy from Orchid Garden came over again to hand over the post, asking her to go to the garden to sign and pledge.

The rules and regulations on the contract were very clear. After reading it, Director Qiu checked again and again whether there were any new clauses.

Lu Xiling has nothing to say, and is very satisfied with this ancient labor contract that can be called a template.

Both parties signed, and then sent someone to the government to stamp the red seal. This matter can be regarded as an explanation to Hu Erniang.

Parting, Mr. Qiu jokingly cupped his hands and said, "From now on, you and I will be together, and I would like to do my best to help the girl's restaurant business."

They were all polite words to flatter her face, Lu Xiling was not far behind, and said: "I should encourage him, he will definitely fail to meet his expectations."

Chief Qiu laughed.

He didn't expect much.

It's nothing more than getting older, more famous, more and more things you can control, and life becomes a little boring.

He is self-sufficient and clean, and he does not eat, drink, prostitute or gamble.

I want to find something interesting and uncontrollable, that is, in the matter of growing vegetables, and now there is another Lu Xiling.

Of course, it is impossible to tell the truth, what a blow to the enthusiasm of young people.

It never occurred to him that the young Lu Xiling, with his sharp tongue, survived the slightest blow, but when he went home, he was crushed by Hu Erniang's suspicious and repeated questions.

"They agreed so easily, will it be fraudulent? Will they open their mouths to the buyer Lion?"

"Fang Zi was sold from us. If the nobleman has a problem with eating, will he cause trouble for us?"

"Are you optimistic about the doorway in the contract? Be careful not to be tricked by them!"

Lu Xiling said with a smile: "I came up with the prescription, and they also bought a shop. As for how much money they want from the nobleman, that's their business. Their family has a big business, and they are more careful than us in every move. Don't worry, Er Niang, they I won't slap myself in the face."

Lu Xiling accepted all the good intentions, but what Hu Erniang said was really mediocre.

Lu Xiling decided to gag the other party's mouth with delicious food.

The moon is full tonight, and it will be waning tomorrow.

Taking advantage of the fact that the shop is full of people, and Lu Xiling has spare money, she simply cooks some special dishes.

Fresh bamboo fungus and winter melon soup, braised yellow croaker in sauce, grandma's vegetables and eggs, braised quinoa with spring bamboo shoots, and a selfish Fuyuan tofu.

There are Furong tofu and Fuyuan tofu in later generations. People who have never tried it will think it is a dish at first, but it is not.

The biggest difference is that one is boiled and the other is steamed.

"This is tofu?" Mr. Yonglang put down the bamboo chopsticks, picked up a spoon and gently dug a piece.

Lu Xiling: "Your Majesty, don't be careful, this dish is not that delicate."

Fortunately, it was not said that the imperial chef of the empress dowager did it.

Firstly, they don’t know each other, and secondly, I’m afraid they will be too frightened to say anything.

"Excuse me, girl, what else is added to this dish besides tofu? Why is it tender but not broken, smooth but not greasy, and the taste is so wonderful." Yonglang-jun asked.

"If you want to talk about the ingredients, there is really only tofu."

As for why it's so delicious.

Lu Xiling thought for a while, and was amused by herself: "Probably the most delicious cooking uses only the simplest ingredients."

Mr. Yonglang put his head down and smiled subtly.

Exemption—

At the age of 35-[-], her smile is tenderer than tofu, no wonder Hu Erniang loves her husband so much.

The hot and spicy Hu Erniang is paired with the tender tofu Yong Langjun.

complementary!

A perfect match!

"Yonglang don't ask." Hu Erniang said: "These dishes are all A Ling's housekeeping skills. If I tell you, how will he make money in the future."

With admiration, I don't value sex over friends.

"What's the matter." Lu Xiling was in a good mood today, and said simply: "Er Niang kindly took me in back then, it's just a prescription, there's nothing I can't tell my family."

Besides, it's just a home-cooked dish, and it's far from getting rich by relying on this dish.

"What I said just now is indeed the truth. This dish is really only tofu." Lu Xiling was afraid that the other party would not believe it, and added: "The reason why it is tender and smooth does not lie in the ingredients, but in the technique."

"What kind of skill is so particular?"

Lu Xiling said eloquently: "Lang Jun, look carefully, the tofu is wrapped in egg white, so this dish can melt in your mouth."

Mr. Yonglang picked up a piece and looked at it.

Hu Erniang also watched from the side.

Not to mention that I really didn't see it, but this time I looked carefully, and there was really a layer of egg white on it.

The egg whites are not clear, but rather milky, sort of like...

"Like a cloud." Mr. Yonglang scratched his cheek: "I don't know how to describe it properly."

Not only tender, but also humble.

Unlike her, her mind is full of waste, and the first thing she thinks of is a bubble bath.

Like a master looking at his beloved disciple, Lu Xiling said patiently: "Your Majesty is right."

"It's amazing, beating egg whites has become a skill? In the past, our fried pancakes were also stained with egg whites?" Hu Erniang asked in surprise.

"It's stirring." Yong Langjun smiled and said: "Put the egg whites in a bowl and keep stirring, as long as the speed is fast enough, the egg whites will froth, and after a long time, they will turn into a milky white paste, which looks light and fluffy. "

Lu Xiling was pleasantly surprised.

Before he even opened his mouth, Mr. Yonglang has learned to answer quickly!
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