Hard work

Chapter 104 Making Sour Radishes

Because the lo mei would be difficult to realize for a while, Lan Huaer first made the cold salad she had been thinking about.

She was actually a southerner before, but in modern times there is no difference between the south and the north.Let alone Chinese food, you can taste food from all over the world, as long as you have money.

She couldn't cook dishes like stewed lotus root slices, so she tried making sour radish and spicy cabbage at home.

Sour radish - it should be called sour radish here - is very good.The only problem is that this ancient wine is a bit too expensive.Because there is not much food in the first place, there is not a lot of food used for wine making, which makes white wine and rice wine more expensive.

Lan Huaer still used white vinegar instead of wine.

When cutting radish, Zang Lang wanted to help again, but Lan Hua'er drove him aside, saying:

"A good-looking man is not ashamed to come to the kitchen to chop vegetables and cook rice. It's just such a small thing, and it's not hard. Don't tell me I don't have the strength to cut it. You just worry about it."

Zang Lang scratched his head. After being told by Lan Huaer, he didn't feel annoyed. He just stood aside and watched Lan Huaer do things.

Lan Hua'er also likes to have someone talking next to him while working, so she asks him:
"Have you finished all your homework today? If it's okay, just wait by the side and help me taste the taste later. It's my first time making this, and I don't know how much ingredients to put in."

Zang Lang agreed, and sure enough, he moved a stool, and sat by the side to watch Lan Huaer cut vegetables.

First, wash and peel the radish, split it from the middle, and soak it in salt water for half a day.

While the radish was soaking, Lan Huaer had already started cutting cabbage.

The cutting method of womb is different from the usual cooking method. After breaking through the middle, it is cut vertically in the middle. A womb is only divided into four parts, which is enough.The same is thrown into the water and soaked.

This time, Lan Hua'er called Zang Lang over and asked him to help clean the area around the cabbage clapper.

Zang Lang agreed, and while washing, he felt that Lan Huaer's method was wrong, so he said:

"What is the little lady going to do, it's too big, it's not delicious."

"It's not cooking, it's cold dressing. You see, when we eat vegetables on weekdays, we have to re-season and cook them again. I wonder if I can marinate this dish like bacon. When it’s time to eat, just steam it. I don’t think anyone in the village eats it like this, so I want to try it. I don’t know if it can be done well. Have you ever seen something like this outside?”

Zang Lang shook the watery cabbage and thought for a while, but still shook his head:
"I've never eaten anything like this."

Naturally, Lan Huaer couldn't tell him that he had eaten a lot before, so he said:

"I just wanted to try it out. Now I'm idle, and I have a lot of dishes at home. Anyway, it's just a bad dish. I saw that someone outside has started to dry soybean paste. At our house I didn’t plant beans, otherwise I would like to try it. Whether it’s beans, bean paste or tofu, it’s all delicious. Hmm... Do you like spicy food, Wolf?”

Of course Zang Lang would not object to Lan Huaer's idea.Hearing Lan Huaer's question, he thought about it for a while and said, "It's delicious if it's spicy."

Lan Hua'er pouted, but didn't say anything to him. She took out some peppers from the basket next to her, washed them, and chopped them up quickly.I also took pepper, garlic and ginger, chopped them into pieces, and mixed them together.

She hadn't cut something so spicy for a long time.At the beginning, I thought it was okay, but after a while, I was choked by the spicy juice splashing out of the air and coughed.

Zang Lang hurriedly dropped the womb vegetables that were being washed next to him, and went over to take the knife:

"Little lady, I'll cut it."

Lan Hua'er was so coughing that she was almost speechless, and almost fled to the inner room, coughing and crying, and after a long time, she wiped her eyes and carefully looked in from the outside. Look at Zang Lang.

Zang Lang didn't care at all.After Lan Hua'er went out, he took over the knife and asked her in a muffled voice through the wall:

"Chop it up?"

"Hmm...chopped up..."

Lan Hua'er looked at Zang Lang with a bit of mourning as he chopped those things finely and put them aside.Just like this, she didn't dare to go in directly, and waited for the spicy smell in the air to dissipate a little before she dawdled back inside, looked at Zang Lang sadly, and asked:

"Why don't you find it spicy..."

Zang Lang scratched his face beside him and said, "Spicy".He had just finished chopping the peppers, and there were still some crushed pepper skins on his hands.As soon as he reached out, he rubbed those things all over his face.

Seeing his carefree appearance, Lan Hua'er didn't know how to complain about him.He simply turned around and went to get the cloth towel that he used to wipe his face, wet it with some water, and went back to wipe Zang Lang's cheeks.I'm afraid that if he accidentally rubs it on his eyes, or rubs it into the wound, it's not a question of whether it's spicy or not.

"If you think it's hot, why didn't you react at all. Look at my tears... as if something happened to me. It's strange, I didn't rub my hands into my eyes, so my reaction is like this Big……"

She used to chop onions, and she didn't have such a big reaction.I can also cry, but I don't cough like this, as if I want to cough up my lungs.When chopping peppers this time, she still wanted to sneeze, but fortunately she held back.

Before she crossed over, when she was still at home, every time she cooked taro, her father was responsible for peeling it.Because after she and her mother touched the taro, their hands would itch for a long time, but her father would not.She said it was a physical problem, but in fact, she thought it was probably because men have thicker calluses on their hands.The velvet thorns on the taro skin do not penetrate into the hands, so naturally they do not feel itchy.

But even her father would burst into tears when chopping onions.It's not scientific at all that Zang Lang's reaction is so far from hers.

Hearing her question, Zang Lang wanted to stretch out his hand and scratch his head again, but was patted down by Lan Huaer:
"Your hands are very dirty. Scratch yourself when will you wash this?"

He agreed, and sure enough, he sat upright. After hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"Little lady... is relatively small."

Lan Hua'er said "Huh?", unable to react for a while, she stared at Zang Lang in a daze.

Zang Lang hesitated again, then stretched out his hand to gesture, and said vaguely:

"Little lady, little...so..."

Lan Hua'er was stunned again, then she suddenly came to her senses and asked:

"Are you saying I'm short?"

Zang Lang immediately denied it in a panic:
"No, no, little lady, she's just small, so..."

"So you're still calling me short..."

Lan Hua'er was a little sad, but felt that what Zang Lang said was probably right.She is not particularly tall, and she is not very old. When standing in front of the cutting board, she can't wait to put a small bench under her feet.The face was so close to those chopped peppers that it was naturally smoky.No wonder there was such a big reaction.

But even so, after being told by Zang Lang, she still felt very depressed.

"I will grow taller... how old am I, I will definitely grow tall and fat in the future, very... well, just like Juju. You know Juju, she is A Lin's daughter-in-law. You didn't see it from a distance last time. But you, you won't be able to grow much taller in the future, right?"

Zang Lang probably felt that he had said something wrong, so he nodded cautiously, looking a little frustrated.

Lan Hua'er didn't really care.She is indeed young, just entering the puberty stage.There are plenty of opportunities to grow taller in the future.It would be really abnormal if she was already a bit taller than her peers now.After all, she is not like in modern times, where she eats and drinks well, and grows up quickly.

After the seasoning is cut and mixed evenly, the rest is to marinate in jars.

The method of radish is very simple. Cut the radish into thin strips, and then soak them in salt, sugar, pepper, and pepper.Lan Hua'er would like to add some star anise and fennel, but she doesn't have such things at home, so she can only leave it at that.The taste is not very similar to modern ones, but it should be similar anyway.

Since Zang Lang took the knife, he refused to let Lan Huaer take over.

Lan Huaer couldn't compete, so he could only instruct Zang Lang to cut the radish into finger-width slender strips.Zang Lang probably used a lot of knives in the past, and the radish strips he cut out were neat and beautiful, which was indeed much better than Lan Hua'er doing it himself.

He put all the radish strips into the jar and soaked them, poured all the seasonings down, then moved it to the side and covered it, and listened to the orchids, watering the outside of the jar.

Lan Hua'er saw that he was doing things quickly and well, and he looked very happy doing it, so she couldn't help but feel a little sad, so she said behind Zang Lang:
"Ah Lang, you are so good at doing things. I used to think that you were working outside, and I just cooked and washed clothes at home. It was much easier than ordinary people. If you continue to burn I have already learned how to eat, so what am I going to do in the future. How about embroidering flowers? I’m afraid that within half a year, you’ve even learned how to be a female celebrity, so what use will I be.”

Zang Lang couldn't tell that Lan Hua'er was making fun of him, so he thought about it seriously and said:
"I just do things. The little lady will take care of it."

Lan Hua'er didn't know what to say.

Raising... This is really raising her like a pig.

She doesn't know how young ladies of this era are raised, but she is not a young lady or princess, so she is not used to Zang Lang treating her like this.

The point is, Zang Lang is too diligent and useful.No matter what it is, it is estimated that apart from giving birth, Zang Lang can learn it, and he can do it well.

Lan Huaer decided that Zang Lang must not be allowed to learn how to cook.

If he really learned it, what would she need Zhao Lanhua to do?

　Thank you yaoye6 for your reminder vote!I ate it bluntly!Swallow it in one gulp! XDDD
　　
　
(End of this chapter)