Jinghua little cook

Lu Xiling almost escaped from the Minister's Mansion.

Her face was not salty, and she saluted the group with a smile that was so official that she could no longer be official, then turned and left decently.

Lu Xiling thought: I can't look in the mirror, and I don't know what she looks like in the eyes of my aunt. Is it the embarrassment of trying to save face after being broken up like a young couple?Or is it the sad phase of self-indulgence in good memories?
From Bai Ye's expression, something could be seen.

However, until Lu Xiling left, she didn't have the courage to raise her head again.

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【Ding!Congratulations on completing "Squirrel Mandarin Fish"]

【Ding!Congratulations on unlocking the new menu "Lianfang Fish Bun"]

The incoherent day finally passed, the blue electronic screen was still flashing in his mind, Lu Xiling waved his hand, fell asleep, and didn't even want to clean up himself.

at the same time.

Someone was tossing and turning on the bed, and the third watch had sounded, but she was still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

As soon as I close my eyes, my mind is full of the old pagoda tree, with a glass of water flowing, sitting cross-legged in the forest with my best friend, chatting about everything from rouge and gouache to husband and child.

The little girl with a double bun stepped on the water with her bare feet, and lifted a bamboo pole taller than herself above her head.

Niang Niang called her: "Hezhen, don't go too deep."

The little girl turned her head and smiled brightly, and the next moment, she stabbed a catfish with lightning speed.

The fish tail threw a rainbow in the air, which was as bright as a girl's smile.

Mrs. Song let out a long sigh.

Thinking about it now, it seems like it happened yesterday.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhuoyu closed his eyes and said, "I sighed before I ate this meal, but now that I ate it, why did I sigh even more?"

Mrs. Song turned her head sideways, looking at her husband's expression in the dim moonlight.

"What's the name of the proprietress of Yueling Restaurant?"

"My little girl is from everyone, how can I ask her name?"

"Erro doesn't know either?"

Song Zhuoyu shook his head: "Knowing what you don't know has nothing to do with being a husband, you don't care about the affairs of the gentlemen."

Could it be that she found out that Bai Erlang was interested in this girl?Want to ask for an explanation for the daughter of your girlfriend's family?
Song Zhuoyu's back was slightly sweating.

"I don't know where this girl is from, but she seems to have a Sichuan accent."

"Is there? Why didn't I hear it." Song Zhuoyu said: "Today, what she cooked for you are Sichuan dishes?"

The people around me lost their voices.

Song Zhuoyu finally came to his senses.

Isn't it just eating the dishes of Shu and recalling the people of Shu?

Song Zhuoyu is not like this, but he can't hear the slightest Shu accent, if it sounds a bit like Mandarin, it's not far off.

Therefore, in his opinion, the move of the bride is just a more delicate and sensitive woman's mind.

In the quiet night, the little frog on the lotus leaf jumped into the water with a "plop", and the complacent Song servant was kicked out of the bed with a "Duang".

Lu Xiling suddenly woke up.

Supporting his forehead, the next moment, he bent his knees and hugged his feet.

"It's okay, it's okay, the feet are intact."

Last night, she dreamed that she didn't listen to her mother's words and insisted on fishing with a bamboo pole, but in a flash before her eyes, when the pole was raised and the pole fell, she missed the fish, but hit the sole of her foot instead.

The pain made her cry every day, and the ground didn't work.

Lu Xiling gritted her teeth: "Hmph! I want revenge!"

Yesterday, before she went out, Mr. Qiu from Orchid Garden sent a greeting card, saying that the lotus pods in Fenghe Pond were flooded, and invited them to go on a cruise to pick lotus pods.

Isn't this a coincidence?

It just fits her new menu, and she can take revenge on her.

During the day, Yueling Restaurant was open as usual, but in the evening, when the black gold fell, the clouds dissipated, and the snow-white crescent had just hung on the treetops, Lu Xiling raised her hand and greeted: Let's go!
In the eyes of the world, the beauty of the lotus pond can be roughly divided into two categories, one is the "ling leaves lingering in the lotus wind" in the eyes of poets, and the other is "the cool breeze in midsummer comes, and it is time to eat lotus root" in the eyes of foodies.

Lu Xiling is obviously the latter.

But unlike the literati who can write poems and paintings, and have the joy of gluttony, what Lu Xiling talks about is far from others.

However, don't delay the little fan girl's admiration for her.

Bean Sprout held up the lotus pod and smirked: "A-Ling sings really well!"

On the small fishing boat, Lu Xiling and Dou Sprout leaned on the bow and were in charge of cutting lotus roots and picking lotus pods, while Liang Chen sat in the stern and was in charge of washing lotus roots.

The young man raised his head in bewilderment: "Miss Ah Ling sang?"

Bean Sprout glared at him again.

"Wash your lotus root!"

After saying that, he took Lu Xiling's hand, and the child's smile was sweeter than the moon tonight: "A Ling also teach me, I will sing with you."

This is not appropriate.

Regardless of whether she sang "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" thousands of years later, she shouldn't harm people anymore even if she has a tone-deaf tone.

Lu Xiling changed the subject with a smile, and talked about the many ways to eat lotus root - fried lotus root, mixed lotus root, steamed lotus root...

Among them, her favorite is fried lotus root.

"Fry everything!" Bean Sprouts replied.

Lu Xiling nodded: "That's right, but I shouldn't just call it fried lotus root, it should be called lotus root box!"

It is similar to the eggplant box, the only difference is that one is wrapped with eggplant slices and mashed meat, and the other is with lotus root slices.

Compared with eggplant boxes, Lu Xiling prefers lotus root boxes.

The reason is that it tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the fragrance of lotus root slices, and you won't get tired of eating three or four at a time.

Bean Sprout looked at the lotus pod in his hand and swallowed.

Lu Xiling understood.

She really couldn't bear to make the child greedy, but when she saw Bean Sprout's month-long bulging belly, she couldn't help but think of the old saying "Habit is like killing a child".

"Why don't you lose weight after this meal?" Bean Sprout asked tentatively.

It's true that plump women look better, but Bean Sprouts has far surpassed the standard of a plump beauty, and is rushing all the way towards short, thick and fat.

Bean Sprout closed his eyes, and said harshly: "Why don't I bear it, this meal is not bad, and I can still eat it in the future."

It's so pitiful, who is it implying?

Lu Xiling looked helpless: "Why, why don't we go to Luoshui to digest food after eating?"

Before he finished speaking, the little chubby man on the opposite side immediately showed a row of yellowish teeth.

Lu Xiling sighed inwardly: After all, she succeeded.

Liang Chen shook his head helplessly: Sister A Ling is just too soft-hearted!Just like his mother, if she still looks like this in the future, I'm afraid she will be bullied when she gets married!
Stay home.

Liang Chen was afraid that Lu Xiling would be troubled, so he insisted on cutting the lotus root before going home.

When Bean Sprout heard this, he politely sent him out the door, and as soon as he turned around, he met Lu Xiling's penetrating eyes.

Don't think she can't see it, the little fat man is really protective of food, he must think that once Liang Chen leaves, no one will grab her food.

Bean Sprout smiled mischievously, raised three fingers and said, "I promise to eat three! Let's save the rest for breakfast tomorrow!"

This means that the supper is hers, and the breakfast is still hers.

Lu Xiling was completely speechless.

In order to punish the little girl for her lack of humility, Lu Xiling handed over the job of chopping up minced meat to her, while she mixed the batter on the white table.

If you want to fry the lotus root box well, the ratio of flour, egg liquid and water in the batter is the most important thing.

If there is too much water, the batter can't hang, and it will only be crispy and lack of crispiness.

If there is too little water, it is easy to burn the outer skin when frying, but the inner part is not yet cooked.

In spaces with more or less water, different pastes will produce different tastes.

It is roughly the same as the magic method of making radish soup.

After sprinkling three handfuls of flour and a handful of cornstarch into the basin, a happy voice came from behind.

According to Lu Xiling's recipe, the first time the bean sprouts are mixed with the meat filling, the taste of this life has no regrets.

"It's too fragrant. I feel that the fried meatballs are very fragrant."

"I'll fry a few for you later."

The blue eyes became brighter, and the child pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes! Good!"

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There is another chapter after today's chapter, and then I'm going to play haha.