Jinghua little cook

The servant girl has been with the girl since she was eleven or twelve years old, her every move is not understood by others, but she can see it clearly.

The girl in front of the stove is really carved out of the same mold as the wife's best friend!
When the group entered the garden, Lu Xiling was still preparing carrot soup.

Originally, there was no such soup in the menu, but last time Madam Song said that it tasted very good, this time she replaced the original mushroom soup and changed it to simple carrot soup.

It's easy to say, but others don't believe it.

Even Aunt Li in the store didn't believe it.

Lu Xiling couldn't argue with it, so she simply didn't explain it. After all, not being mysterious is not a good dish.

After everything was settled, Lu Xiling twisted her neck and dropped her shoulders habitually.

With this flick, I saw two "watching her stones" on the edge of the fence.

Lu Xiling's breath stagnates.

Fortunately, the embarrassment of the reunion did not last for three seconds, and the two gentlemen behind caught up.

Song Hezhi shouted: "Look at you, what's the use of going fast, you have to wait for us to eat together."

After finishing speaking, Song Hezhi turned around and nodded slightly.

Nodding along with him was Bai Ye at the back.

Biting her lip, Lu Xiling became dumb in an instant, and she didn't show her eloquent skills.

Bless the body and salute.

Song Hezhi looked at it and smiled: "The proprietress doesn't have to be so polite, maybe it will be common in the future!"

Lu Xiling's throat was astringent, and it seemed that after a long time of difficulty, she uttered a rare breath.

Answering the wrong question: "The dishes are ready, a few noblemen, please sit down. If you eat late, the fish will not be crisp and tender."

Song Hezhi nodded and smiled, and pushed the heavy-footed old mother into the seat.

Bai Ye followed closely behind, his eyes seemed to be fixed on the table, but in fact he had already seen through the red eyes of the man when he turned his back.

Lu Xiling adjusted her breathing several times.

I warned myself: Don't be sensational!Don't play tricks on yourself either!Maybe people are just overwhelmed by the food.

Abandoning the emotions in the memory, Lu Xiling turned around, started again, and started talking about the mandarin fish in a heartless manner.

"I heard that my wife is from the south of the Yangtze River, but have you heard the nursery rhyme of mandarin fish?"

Mrs. Song has lost her mind a long time ago, how can she remember any nursery rhymes.

"I seem to have heard it when I was a child, but I don't remember it clearly. I only remember the first sentence, which is head up and tail up."

"right!"

Lu Xiling thanked this enthusiastic audience for their support, and the scene did not cool down in the end.

"The head is raised and the tail is raised, the color is amusing, the shape is like a squirrel, and the brine is squeaky!"

Song Hezhi laughed. He was looking at the orange-yellow mandarin fish, but it was exactly the same as described in this nursery rhyme.

"Actually, my little girl knows another story about this famous Jiangnan dish."

"It is said that once upon a time, an emperor went to the south of the Yangtze River for a private visit. When he saw the Songhelou Restaurant, he walked in."

"Which emperor is it?" Song Hezhi asked.

Lu Xiling was startled.

My dear friend, why don't you ask routine questions.

Song Hezhi was slapped by Bai Ye, curled his lips, and continued to listen to the legend.

"The sage sat down for a long time when he saw a waiter coming over. The waiter saw that he was wearing cloth clothes and shoes with a lot of dirt on his shoes. He thought he was a farmer from the village, so he put on a perfunctory attitude and refused to serve good food and meat. I also despise saints for not being able to eat squirrel mandarin fish."

"The Holy Majesty couldn't swallow after hearing this, and threw the tea in his hand at the guy's face.

"As the noise came, the owner of the shop also rushed over. After all, it was the owner of a shop. He saw that although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had an extraordinary bearing and a generous hand. He was expected to be underestimated. So he hurriedly served the squirrel mandarin fish .

"Later, because of the shop owner's actions, not only was the shop not punished, but it was also rewarded by a sage. The shop owner was very happy, and since then he has put up the sign of "Mingjun's first creation, Su cuisine is unique"!"

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There was silence.

Lu Xiling sought help from the sidelines, but Bai Ye lowered his head as if he didn't see it, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth!

"This emperor is so casual." Song Hezhi held up the bamboo chopsticks and said, "It's too unprincipled to forgive the waiter who neglected the common people just because of one dish."

Is a dish of mandarin fish with squirrel worth it?
Lu Xiling smiled.

Choose to go back to the old business and share meals with the guests.

Song Hezhi has reservations about the authenticity of the legend, but after a squirrel fish with chopsticks enters the mouth, let alone forgive the waiter, he can forgive the entire dynasty!
"Sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's a model of color, fragrance and taste!"

Until today, Song Hezhi discovered that it turned out to be such a happy thing to let go of principles.

Simply enjoy.

Feel the intuitive impact in the taste buds.

Looking at this dish again, Song Hezhi didn't just see the appearance of squirrel fish.

The sweet and sour aroma was like an invisible hook, gently resting on the tip of his little fish's nose, making him involuntarily immersed in the delicacy of the bait.

Even if the next moment is the endless hell, he is willing!

Then look at the layer of orange-red soup on the top, just one glance is enough to make the mouths of the people present salivate, and they wish to leave the burden of the young master and eat it right away.

"Xiao Wu is right, the proprietress's private order is really a dragon and phoenix in the dishes."

Well, this girl is using idioms indiscriminately again.

It also took No. 1 from the bottom of the class.

"Sir, don't bother eating, drink radish soup to moisten your intestines."

Song Hezhi took it with his hand, and praised: "The proprietress's radish soup is also a must, no one else can make this taste!"

Lu Xiling smiled helplessly.

She really didn't know how to explain it.

The ingredients are nothing more than water and radishes, and she just fine-tuned the ratio of the two.