Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 62 Sweet Potato Flour Face

Li Jing looked at Su Qingfeng steadily. Seeing that the pot was almost dry, he sighed, "Forget it, let's cook first."

A group of kids gathered together and took out their own ingredients. In addition to the sweet potatoes they already had, there were also a handful of mustards and some common onion, ginger, and garlic condiments.

This mustard is actually pickled cabbage, which is a kind of pickle. It is a very common thing in the Northeast, and every household will prepare some in winter.

In addition to this, there are a few pieces of crumbled tofu and a piece of grass carp.

This grass carp is not big, but Su Qingfeng couldn't help but exclaimed, "You can do it. You can catch grass carp. With this level, it's not difficult to taste it."

Li Jing curled his lips and started pouring out his bitter words, "Isn't it difficult to taste it? You have your own skills, so you can talk without pain. This grass carp smells like mud, and I don't know how to season it, so I don't want to eat it. I plan to I wandered around to find other things to eat first, and let these boys find a place to raise them for two days."

Su Qingfeng was washing the mustard seeds, so she added some water to the pot and washed them.

This group of people are really particular about being particular. They refused to eat grass carp because of the muddy smell and endured it for two days.

But if you say it's not particular, it's really not particular. This wretched place is full of dust, and I just flushed it hastily before use.

But after hearing Li Jing's words, Su Qingfeng laughed.

"You're lucky, you did something right by mistake."

"What?"

"Cathedral carp has a strong mud smell and the flesh is loose. If you want it to taste better, you need to starve it in water for two days. The grass carp produced in this way not only has no mud smell, but is also tender and delicious, and even tastes like crab meat."

Li Jing was so drooling that he waved his hand and said, "Do it, do it as you want! I can eat a pig as hungry as I am now."

Su Qingfeng stopped talking nonsense and looked at the ingredients around him before deciding, "In that case, let's have three dishes, stewed tofu with mustard mustard, West Lake fish in vinegar and shredded sweet potatoes."

Li Jing looked shocked.

"My darling, except for that tofu dish, all of your dishes have taken a lot of effort." As he said that, he added a little against his will, "If... you are really tired, just make it simple and fool around with it."

Li Jing even had some doubts about West Lake Fish in Vinegar... How did Su Qingfeng learn this dish?
Others even had dark eyes.

A fish in vinegar is a fish in vinegar. What is West Lake?

Su Qingfeng glanced at him and said, "Truth or lies?"

"……lie."

"That's it."

Su Qingfeng has never found cooking to be a troublesome task.

He feels lucky enough to be able to find something he loves and make a living from it.

Stewed tofu with mustard greens is said to be stewed, but in fact it only takes 10 minutes to stew. Su Qingfeng saw that the young man was very hungry, so he prepared to cook this home-cooked dish quickly.

Wash and chop the mustard seeds, and take two pieces of ginger. It would be more delicious if you add some minced meat, but unfortunately the conditions are limited, so it would be good if you can have some.

As for the tofu that he wanted to cut into pieces, it was broken into pieces and could only be eaten, thus saving Su Qingfeng the step of cutting into pieces.

After finishing the preparations, Su Qingfeng raised his head and asked, "Do you have oil?"

Li Jing nodded and took out a small pot of rapeseed oil from the corner.

It is said to be a pot, but in fact only the bottom is left.

This made Su Qingfeng feel like she was dreaming back to the beginning of time travel.

To make this bowl of food, it is obvious that lard is used to make it more fragrant, but at the moment, it is just a dream.

Fortunately, Su Qingfeng has his own secret seasoning skills.

He seemed to be taking out a few small bottles from his shoulder bag, but in fact he was taking out the light soy sauce, oil and sugar from the all-purpose seasoning box. The bottles were opaque and dark from the outside, and he didn't know what they were. .

In the dark environment, no one knew what those things were.

As the lid of the pot that I found somewhere was closed, the soup and tofu inside began to slurp, and a fragrance gradually brewed in the air.

A bunch of boys were tickled by the scent, and their hearts jumped up and down.Suddenly, the way they looked at Su Qingfeng began to change.

This group of boys are usually very naughty, but they become a little more honest when they come home with sticks and sticks.

But now, they all took the initiative to work obediently, passing firewood to others, watching the stove fire, and fanning Su Qingfeng. There was even a boy who stepped on the broken bench and stood on tiptoes, wanting to give Su Qingfeng some food. The breeze wiped away the sweat.

In this way, it seemed that Li Jing had nothing to do.

He stood there for a while, feeling miserable and indignant, and finally resigned to his fate and went to fetch water.

These kids are as smart as monkeys!
Next time whoever says that the boys in the village are not smart, Li Jing will be the first one not to believe it!
If you have breasts, you are a mother, right?
After more than ten minutes, the first dish came out.

Su Qingfeng looked at the children who were gathered around a bowl of tofu, exclaiming in low voices, and joked, "Don't finish mine!"

Li Jing laughed loudly and pounced on him in a pretentious manner, "Everyone, eat quickly, don't leave any food for your brother Qingfeng!"

The adults and children suddenly made a fuss.

They said this, but while Su Qingfeng was busy killing fish, they tacitly agreed to put half of the mustard stewed tofu on one side of the plate, preparing to leave it for Su Qingfeng.

Su Qingfeng was steaming from the heat and his face was dripping with sweat. Laidi stood on tiptoes and wiped the sweat from his forehead seriously.

Just put water in the pot, bring it to a boil over high heat, slide the cut fish fillet into the pot and cook, then pick it up and put it on a plate.

Next, it’s time for the universal seasoning box to show its power.

There was some soup left in the pot, and sugar, vinegar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and cooking wine were added in sequence. When finally looking for water starch to thicken the soup, Su Qingfeng was in trouble. This water starch was not a condiment, so where should he find it? ?

Fortunately, Li Jing had been paying attention to what was happening on Su Qingfeng's side. Seeing him suddenly stop his hand, he frowned and hurriedly came over.

Don't blame him for being diligent.

The man in front of him was the bread and butter of him and his gang of younger brothers.

I just heard him speak, "What's wrong? Is there something missing?"

"Powder face...do you have it?"

Fanface...this thing is difficult to do.

The so-called powder face is the name of this area in Northeast China.

In fact, it is the so-called starch, the starch used to thicken gravy. Don’t think about flour. That thing is expensive, how can it be used to thicken gravy, such a luxurious way.

Li Jing pondered for a while, then suddenly ran to the corner and peeled off a stone slab above, revealing a dark hole.

The hole was not deep. It looked like it had just been dug, and there were only a few small bags inside.

He rummaged through it and accurately carried a small bag to Su Qingfeng's side. "There are still some sweet potato noodles left, is that enough?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief, "Enough!"

As expected of Li Jing, he could actually touch these things.

Without him, none of these things would be possible today.

After saying that, he dug out a spoonful of sweet potato noodles, mixed it thoroughly and thickened it, put it into the pot, and finally poured it all over the fish.

At this time, the edge of the bowl was still a little hot, but the monkeys on the side were ready to move.

They all started chatting: "Brother Qingfeng, what is West Lake? It's sour with vinegar. Why does it taste so good when made?"

"Brother Qingfeng, how do you know so much? How did you learn it? You always say to add the right amount of seasoning, but what does the right amount mean?"

"Brother Qingfeng, can you be my biological brother? I will give you my sister, as long as you cook for me every day, I can support you very well!"

Hearing the last sentence, Li Jing's face immediately turned dark.

　Post a little early.I'm full of sleep and in a good mood.

　　The first one is here!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)