Jinghua little cook

Wen Wan looked like the kind of daughter who grew up step by step.

All the roads have been paved by her parents, she only needs to walk on them, and everything will be fine if she walks properly.

Such a girl is lucky, not unfortunate.

Only statement questions, not multiple choice questions.

Lu Xiling looked at "Sister Lin" who was frowning three times a second, and said with a smile: "How about the girl make a bowl of pastry for the girl?"

Wen Wan raised her head, her eyelashes fluttered, as if she was asking "what is a soggy pancake that has been over water".

Lu Xiling couldn't laugh or cry.

I thought of my friends in my previous life, who were born in a traditional Chinese medicine family, took the examination of Chinese medicine, and worked in a Chinese medicine hospital. I have lived in such an environment for more than [-] years, but I have never eaten junk food.

People are healthy, easy-going, and have good skin.

But it’s not good at all, as soon as you eat street food after graduation, you will have diarrhea.

Lu Xiling worried that Wen Wan also had this kind of physique.

Although the ingredients of her own dishes are guaranteed, what she is afraid of when doing business is the eventuality. Lu Xiling suggested that she start with a simple taste.

"Especially now that it's summer, and the girl has just suffered from the heat again. If you eat greasy and warm food, I'm afraid your stomach will not be able to digest it. Why don't you order Shuisuobing, which is light and appetizing. There is also citron rewarded by the princess in it, which is sour and refreshing." very."

This kind of high-grade food is very gentle and familiar. A while ago, the Holy One rewarded all the officials, and also rewarded some of their families.

Unexpectedly, Yueling Restaurant could be so favored by the princess, even citron.

"Then I will trouble the lady boss."

Lu Xiling liked to see beautiful women smile, so she said softly, "Girl wait a moment, my little girl will go get ready."

Over water pancakes are equivalent to cold noodles.

But it is different from the stewed noodles they usually eat. The appearance and taste are more like Dai style rice noodles.

The fire was simmered in the backyard, the grate was covered, and two red and big tomatoes were placed on it for roasting.

Garlic is also put on some.Ladies should not open their mouths full of garlic, half a head is enough, and leave the rest for their family for supper.

It's a pity that there is no spicy millet to enhance the taste, and it lacks a little bit of fiery excitement.

After dinner time, many guests in the main room left, and Liang Chen was almost too busy, so he simply spared the life of the carp in the bucket, and came to help Lu Xiling with the work.

The job of peeling the persimmon skins was handed over to Liang Chen, and Lu Xiling set up another pot to boil the noodles.

After the water boiled and the noodles were placed in the pot, the division of labor between the two changed again, Liang Chen was in charge of watching the pot, and Lu Xiling was in charge of pounding the garlic.

Cooking noodles is just a process of adding water to it three times, which is easy for Liang Chen.

At this moment, he happened to be focusing on two things, looking at the face while observing Lu Xiling's technique.

If there are some private recipes, the two people in the kitchen will tacitly start the stove separately, as if there is an insurmountable barrier in the kitchen aisle.

At that time, Lu Xiling didn't shy away from him, which meant that Liang Chen could learn from him.

The smell of pounding tomatoes and garlic came out, the fruit acid was mixed with the garlic, and the garlic was added with a handful of coriander. After a while, the three merged, and the solid in the garlic tank turned into a liquid, and the smell was even stronger. It was richer and more top-notch before.

As soon as the sour smell entered his nose, Liang Chen couldn't hold back his saliva, which was both sour and sweet.

After hearing the sound of Lu Xiling's knife being raised and lowered, the juice of half a citron was squeezed into the bright red sauce, leaving only sour in Liang Chen's mouth.

"Is this really delicious?"

He drank the citron water, it was refreshing and relieved the tiredness, it was perfect for summer.

But it's still the first time to see you in a dish.

How did Lu Xiling respond to this?

Wouldn't it be solved if you just mix a mouthful of noodles with the child?
The sauce is sour, piercing into the tip of the heart.

Liang Chen took a sip, and looked at the overcooked pancakes in the bowl in surprise. If the bright red sauce is the connotation of this bowl of pancakes, then the rich topping is the facade of the bowl of pancakes.

Only the tip of the iceberg is exposed from the pure white sob, surrounded by shredded radish, chopped coriander, chopped shallot, and two slices of green citron.

The red, green and green are very attractive.

what is this?
It starts with appearance and ends with connotation?

Pour over it full of ice cubes, and the cold feeling rushes to the limbs and bones, dissipating all the heat that was on the side of the stove this day.

Cool!
Putting Wen Wan's ice cream on the tray, just as Lu Xiling was about to go out, another little greedy cat came to the door relentlessly.

"A-Ling is biased, and even gave Liang Chen a small stove alone!"

"I'm wronged." As witty as Lu Xiling, she knew that children are particularly sensitive to food's sense of smell and hearing, so she prepared a bowl for her and placed it by the window.

It is exactly the same as what Liang Chen eats, and there is no preference for anyone.

Bean Sprout narrowed his eyes happily, and changed the topic: "I knew A-Ling would never forget me! A-Ling treats me the best!"

As she spoke, she still didn't forget to glance at Liang Chen.

Lu Xiling shrugged her shoulders, ignored the strife among the adolescent children, and offered the cold noodles to Wen Wan.

After all, she is a lady of every family, she chews slowly when she eats, and Wen Wan probably only took three bites in the amount of time it takes to dry a bowl of noodles with bean sprouts.

Three mouthfuls are not in vain.

"Sister Lin"'s eyes lit up, with the clarity of seeing the future behind the clouds, and Lu Xiling praised it.

Lu Xiling's eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile.

After finishing speaking gently, I realized that I had talked so much for the first time in my life, and said shyly, "Does the proprietress think I'm noisy?"

Lu Xiling said with a smile: "Everything the girl says is sweet in the hearts of women, and has nothing to do with being noisy."

"That's good." Wen Wan took a deep breath and said: "The proprietress's pancakes are really delicious, I was a little anxious to eat just now."

Lu Xiling: "..."

Either this girl is too burdened as an idol, or she is used to restraint.

Lu Xiling felt that she was more like the latter.

"The girl's food is the most elegant except for the princesses."

"Really?" Wen Wan wiped her mouth, recalled it carefully, and felt that these words were a kind of relief.

But looking at the diners around, it seems that ecstasy has been added to the food, and the eating appearance of many gentlemen is not as good as hers.

"Forget it, as long as it doesn't look like 'Wang Lantian eats eggs', it will be fine."

Wang Lantian and Wang Shuye tasted the chicken and stabbed it with chopsticks, but they were furious when they failed.

This man has a bad temper.

It's not good to eat.

Throwing and stomping on the eggs, the eggs are taken from the ground, and then spit out after biting them.

Ok.

This girl's bottom line for eating looks is getting lower and lower.

"Girl, Second Highness."

Wen Wan glanced at the figure at the bar over there, Yuan Shanmei frowned uncontrollably.

Lu Xiling looked gentle.

"Girl sit down for a while, call me if you have something to do, the little girl is going to a shop to work."

Blessing her body and saluting, Lu Xiling returned to the first shop with the tray in her arms.

Before entering the back kitchen, he was stopped by someone.

"I'm out of ice, get some more ice."

It was business, Lu Xiling looked at the ice in the bucket, remembered the situation in the ice cellar, pursed her lips and said, "Okay, sir, wait a moment."

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