self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 36

Because he was going to Taoli Village, the master and the senior brother stayed in the other courtyard. The three masters and apprentices had dinner in Anran's small courtyard, and were placed in the guest courtyard by the housekeeper An Yuan. It can be seen that the elder is quite polite to the master. .

Speaking of the Eldest Man, An Ran couldn't help but think of An Zihe. She always felt that this man was very contradictory. It is undeniable that An Zihe was a deep and interesting man, and getting along with him was very easy, just like grilling fish by the lotus pond that day. In Guanyue Pavilion.

Moreover, this man knows how to cook, and he is not a layman in the field of cooking, so I have some common topics with him.

Just imagine, a man with a handsome appearance, a rich background, a witty conversation, and a common topic with himself. Once such a man breaks into his own world, the result can be imagined.

Even though An Ran kept warning herself not to get too involved with him, she still couldn't help being tempted. Even though the tempting wasn't very frequent and not too deep, it was still tempting.

Sometimes when I think about it, the heartbeat between a man and a woman may just happen in a flash, or more maybe the previous ambiguity has sneaked into my brain unconsciously, and fermented into a heartbeat medium at a certain moment, just like making wine koji, cooking cooking wine, at the right time, cooking wine can neutralize the five flavors and make the best dishes.

But this man also made her uneasy, An Ran believed in a woman's intuition, that's why she purposely distanced herself from him, which caused some misunderstandings and almost killed her because of it.

Later, as the two of them shook hands and made peace, this dangerous feeling gradually faded, until she almost forgot the chance, but today when she watched him break the old grandson's hand, this feeling suddenly came out again , making her subconsciously feel dangerous.

An Ran sat in the small courtyard and carefully recalled An Zihe's words and deeds, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't find any flaws.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard An Zihe's voice: "What are you thinking about, you don't even know I came in."

An Ran suddenly stood up, subconsciously took two steps back, and was about to hit the vine behind her, An Zi and Yan Jishou quickly grabbed her and wrapped her in her arms, only to be able to escape.

But the two hugged each other in an extremely intimate posture, An Ran hurriedly broke away, but she didn't want An Zihe not to let go of her, but stretched out his arms to wrap her waist tightly, and the two got closer , so close that they were almost stuck together, An Ran could feel the masculine aura coming from him, as well as the sound of her own intense heartbeat, as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and even her brain was a little confused.

"Little girl, what are you hiding from? Well, you have this look in Hexiangxie during the day, afraid of me? Why? Why am I worthy of your fear?" His voice was extremely low, with some indescribable heat, ambiguous to the extreme.

An Ran didn't know how to react, until he lowered his head to find her lips, An Ran suddenly woke up, pushed him away, and ran across the table: "Well, it's getting late, I should go to bed, you can go."

An Zihe looked at her deeply for a long time, this little girl was sometimes as slippery as a little loach, making it difficult to handle, when he made a slight movement, the little girl would shrink back and even chased him away, thinking that he was so easy to get rid of.

But seeing her looking at him vigilantly, her eyes flickering, she really can't be impatient with this girl, perhaps, she shouldn't act too hastily, just like making a Dongbo meat, slow fire, less water, when the fire is full It's beautiful, so why worry.

Thinking of this, he laughed: "Zihe is being abrupt, but you should forgive Zihe for not being able to help himself."

An Ran didn't expect him to speak so bluntly today, her little face couldn't help but blushed, but An Zi said softly, "You girl is really heartless, you don't even let me have a sip of tea, so you rush I'm leaving, it's wasting my time, I didn't come empty-handed, I'm here to give you this." Then, he took out a small delicate bamboo basket from the side and put it on the table.

An Ran glanced at it, and couldn't help saying: "Qiao Guoer."

An Zihe's eyes flashed: "You really know."

An Ran was a little surprised. Qiaoguo is a custom of Qixi Festival in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. On Qixi Festival, a special kind of pasta is made, which means begging for cleverness. There are also complicated ones made into the shape of flowers, such as fish, lotus pods, flower baskets, even tigers and lions, etc. Some are particularly dexterous, and they can be made into patterns related to the story of Qixi Festival.

Of course, modern times are quite convenient, no matter how stupid you are, because there are exquisite molds, it is easy and convenient to cut out any pattern you want directly with the mold.

Some have been deep-fried, and some have been left out. Compared with other dim sum, they are not very delicious. They are just meant to be auspicious. It wasn't An Zihe who sent this, she even forgot that today is Qixi Festival.

Moreover, the Qiaoguo sent by An Zihe was of various styles, An Ran couldn't help counting, there were a total of [-] Qiaoguo, each with a different pattern, which means there are [-] kinds of Qiaoguo.

An Ran couldn't help picking up a villain's and looked at it. The villain was very delicately made. At first, An Ran thought it was a cowherd, but after a closer look, it was not. Wearing a certain scarf and hat, although his brows and eyes are blurred, it can be seen that he is definitely not a cowherd.

An Ran was about to ask who it was, and suddenly saw An Zihe also had a villain in his hand, it looked like a girl, An Zihe held the villain and smiled at her.

An idea flashed in An Ran's mind, and she reached out to grab what was in his hand: "Let me see who you are?"

An Zihe raised his hand: "Don't you have one? Why are you robbing me? Isn't there enough fruit for you to eat?" As he spoke, he said softly, "Little girl, you must be sixteen."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why it was sixteen coincident fruits, which coincided with her own age.In ancient times, girls would put melons and fruits on this day, begging for wisdom and skillful skills from the Weaver Girl in the sky. It's called Girl's Day.

The modern Qixi Festival has become Chinese Valentine’s Day, and they all go out to celebrate in pairs. For those who have nothing to worry about like her and Lin Xing’er, they get together to make a good meal and chat while eating. A celebration.

But my nature is completely different from Lin Xinger's. I really don't have a man, but Lin Xinger finds me because there are too many men and I can't choose who will accompany her to spend Qixi.

I never thought that in the ancient times, a man would come to accompany me to spend Qixi Festival. I can't say it was moved or something else, but at least An Ran would not drive him away.

This man's intentions are always just right, and he deliberately made sixteen fruit, making An Ran feel like celebrating her birthday.

An Ran glanced at him: "This is a custom in the south, but we eat dumplings in the north."

An Zihe looked at her with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to use this basket of Qiaoguo to exchange some dumplings with you, but I didn't expect you to drive me away when I came here. I think I won't be able to eat these dumplings."

An Ran couldn't help laughing: "If you want to eat dumplings, you can't just move your mouth, I need help." Then he began to divide the work: "Choose and knead the noodles or mix the stuffing?"

An Zihe smiled: "Naturally, it's a face-to-face meeting."

The two entered the kitchen, An Zihe's movements were exceptionally neat, and after a while the dough was kneaded, and he put it aside to wake up. Seeing that An Ran was still picking leeks, he took a closer look and found that the leeks were thinner than usual. With a look of not growing up, he couldn't help frowning: "What kind of leek is this?"

An Ran: "I planted it myself."

An Ran didn't expect that the elder brother would bring her a basket of vegetables, saying that Defu heard that he and the master were coming here today, so he packed them up specially, and they were all grown in her small yard.

The eldest brother said that it has grown several stubbles, although it doesn't look good, but the taste is good. Now that the master is free, he will go to her small courtyard to take a look, and pick a few shallots to dip in the sauce.

It wasn't the elder brother who brought her this basket of vegetables, An Ran almost forgot what her small courtyard was like.

Seeing that An Zihe was idle, he gave him some: "Don't help me, otherwise I won't be able to eat dumplings."

An Zihe shook his head: "It's clear that I agreed to make noodles, why are you letting me pick vegetables now?" But he also obediently sat on the small bench and picked them.

An Ran glanced at him, feeling a little funny, sitting on the small bench with his stature, it was a bit inappropriate, his appearance reminded An Ran of those students of An Ji Cooking School, but her students were comparable to An Zi and Qiang Qiang. There are too many, just saw that he still looks good, and this picking of leeks is completely exposed. This is no picking, it is simply pulling. Let him pick it like this, and there will be nothing left after a while.

An Ran hurriedly took it back, and said dissatisfied: "You really are a young master, you can't even pick vegetables."

An Zihe was quite innocent: "It's obvious that your leeks are too thin. By the way, where did you grow them? Why didn't I look at them." As he spoke, he looked around.

"I've only been in the other courtyard for a few days, so I don't have time to grow vegetables. This is from Anfu. I planted some leeks, shallots and cabbages in spring, and they grew. I came to the other courtyard, and I handed over these vegetables to Defu. Taking care of it, he knew that the master came to the other courtyard today, he packed up a basket and asked the senior brother to bring it to me, thinking that it was for me to taste the vegetables I grew."

"You can grow vegetables?" An Zihe was quite surprised.

"What's so difficult about growing vegetables? Sometimes I think about it. When I'm free, find a small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters, buy a yard, split a piece of land at the back of the yard, plant some melons and vegetables, and build a thatched hut in front of it. Made tables and chairs, opened a private restaurant, regardless of the guests from all over the world, they are friends when they come, they use the melons and vegetables grown by themselves to make a table of dishes for entertaining, make a pot of tea after the meal, and enjoy the moon when there is a moon, Chatting when there is no moon, if it rains, it will be even better. You can listen to the rain, and you can plant a peach or plum tree in the yard. Sweep the snow off the plum blossom branches and make tea."

As he said, he tilted his head: "By the way, speaking of plum blossoms, there is another delicious one, honey-soaked plum blossoms. How do you do it? It seems to be peeling a little plum meat, soaking it in snow water, and fermenting it in plum blossoms." , put it in the open air for one night, take it out and soak it in honey, and then it can be served with wine.”

An Zihe couldn't help laughing: "The snow-sweeping fried tea you mentioned earlier is quite elegant, but what is this pickled plum blossom now?"

An Ran curled her lips: "I'm ignorant, don't you know that there is a poem that says, "Wengcheng snow water is brewed with spring cold, and honeydew plum blossoms are served with dew meal. There is little smoke in the sentence, so who can teach someone to go to the Shaoling altar?" Isn't it better than sweeping snow and frying tea? elegant.

Looking at the little girl shaking her head and reciting poems in front of her, An Zihe couldn't help but yearn for the scene she just described, a small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and an ordinary small courtyard, where peach and plum blossoms are planted, where you can enjoy flowers and Snow, you can listen to the rain, you can enjoy the moon.

An Zihe subconsciously ignores what she said about cooking to entertain guests from all over the world, and if there are guests, it can only be herself.

How pleasant it would be to have spring dew and autumn frost, summer flowers and winter snow, beautiful scenery in four seasons, and this skillful little girl who is also a guest in front of me.

He said: "what's the difficulty? I'll just find a suitable place later on."

An Ran shook her head and laughed: "I'm just talking, people always have dreams and hopes, this is my dream, I don't expect it to come true, I just think about it when I have nothing to do, I still have important things to do .”

An Zihe asked puzzled, "What important things can you, a little girl, do?"

An Ran pursed her lips, even though his surname was An, he was not from the An family, and would not understand her persistence, not to mention, she was just a little girl in the An family, so it would be weird if she wanted to add to An's food list.

Seeing that the leeks have been picked, I stopped continuing this topic with him, and went over there to ladle water to wash the vegetables. Although these leeks look stunted, they are extremely tender. They are truly pollution-free and natural. Wash them with water for a few minutes. After a while, you can cut it without worrying about pesticide residues. This is probably the biggest benefit of traveling here.

An Ran makes homemade vegetarian three delicacies dumplings. Actually, it shouldn’t be called vegetarian because there are shrimps in it. Today, there is a cooking competition held in another hospital, and the ingredients are extraordinarily complete. Shrimp came out, chopped and mixed with chives and eggs, and the vegetarian dumpling filling was ready.

Anzi and the pasta cooked well, the dumplings were beautifully made, the fillings were large, and the speed was also fast. Later, Anran simply helped him roll out the skins. The two cooperated very tacitly, and in a short while, a whole board was filled. dumpling.

Seeing that the water was boiling, An Ran put the dumplings in, and when she brought the dumplings to the yard, she found that there were Qiaoguo just now on the table, and there were a lot of melons and plums on the table, which looked very rich.

An Zihe: "Anyway, it's a festival, so you have to look good. Come on, beg for cleverness from the Weaver Girl, this is the occasion."

An Ran was also kind, she put her palms together and bowed to the moon, and suddenly she heard An Zi say: "Zhi Nu knows your sincerity, and will definitely give you a good marriage."

An Ran couldn't help giving him a blank look: "You're not Zhinu, how do you know?"

An Zihe didn't speak but looked at her with a smile, An Ran couldn't help blushing, and turned away uncomfortably, "Let's eat your dumplings." An Zihe left very late.

Because she slept a little late, An Ran almost didn't get up in the morning. Fortunately, the master went to the back mountain to fight boxing early in the morning, and when the master came back, he was having breakfast.

A crock pot of millet porridge, a few scallion oil rolls, mixed with cucumber strips, and an egg scrambled with the leftover leeks from yesterday, it is nutritious and simple.

After breakfast, the three of them left the other courtyard and declined the carriage arranged by the housekeeper An Yuan. The three master and apprentice walked to the road on foot and took an old farmer's ox cart.

The driver was an old man, who was about the same age as the master, with the simplicity of a farmer, but also quite talkative. He probably felt that the combination of the three of them seemed a bit strange, so he said to the master: "You are your old man. His son and granddaughter?"

An Ran couldn't help but burst out laughing at this sentence, and it was only later that An Ran realized that the two senior brothers were actually not very old at all, at least in An Ran's view they were very young.

There is only one year difference between the two. When they came to Jizhou from Beijing five years ago, the senior brother was only [-], and the second senior brother was [-]. They both learned crafts from the master since they were young, and they haven't married a wife for so many years.

On the contrary, the second senior brother mentioned to himself that when he was in Beijing, someone told the elder brother that he had a family relationship. Later, the master was defeated by Han Zizhang and left the imperial dining room.

Because of this matter, the master became ill for a few days, and the senior brother swore that he would never marry a wife in his life. This year, the senior senior brother is only 25, which is about the same as An Zihe.

The second senior brother is younger, but there is a habit of growing beards here, so that the two of them look much older than their actual age, especially the second senior brother, An Ran thought that the second senior brother was almost forty at first.

Speaking of which, An Zihe didn't have a beard, and looked extraordinarily refreshing, and with a folding fan in his hand, he seemed quite suave.

Suddenly came back to his senses, why did he miss him again? Seeing that senior brother had a gloomy expression on his face, he couldn't laugh anymore, but he covered his mouth and snickered.

The elder brother gave her a ruthless look, and the master thought it was funny, so he explained: "These are my two apprentices."

The old man hurriedly said: "The old man's eyesight is dull, since you have taken in apprentices, you must be a craftsman."

The master nodded: "I am the cook."

"If you are a good cook, you won't be able to make a fortune. At least you can make a living. To tell you the truth, my two grandsons don't care about farming. A few years ago, they went to the city to learn how to be a cook. They are half grown up. The grandson came back and found it hard, saying that it would be better to farm the land for leisure, married a daughter-in-law, and gave birth to a great-grandson for my old man at the beginning of this year. It is impossible to learn the craft well, and it is too late to marry a wife. I went to the city this time to see him. I wanted to go and see him a few years ago and refused to let him. Now I want to come and play a little bit, so I should be at home People go to see him, I just want to see if I can tell this kid a daughter-in-law first."

As he said that, he looked at An Ran: "This girl is really handsome, how old is she? Did you mention her husband's family? If you didn't mention her family, she would be a perfect match for my little grandson..."

An Ran was very embarrassed, but fortunately when she reached the ground, she quickly jumped out of the car, helped the master and left, and then sat in the bullock cart for a while, and had to ride herself into it.

Eldest brother watched her laughing forward and backward, the master also laughed and said after laughing: "It's sixteen now, it's time to find her husband's family."

An Ran blushed, "Master..."

Eldest brother: "The one who can be matched with Junior Sister can't be an ordinary person. This one is the same, and the craftsmanship must be better than that of Junior Sister."

The old man shook his head and laughed: "If that's the case, girl An Ran is hard to find."

The three masters and apprentices talked and laughed and walked forward, crossed a small bridge, and said calmly: "Master, look, there must be Taoli Village ahead."

It's really easy to recognize. There are a few peach trees and a few plums planted on the head of the village, and behind it is a small village. From a distance, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and there are a few faint barking dogs, which makes people feel a little bit uncomfortable. Longing for pastoral life.

At the beginning of autumn, the tree was full of fruits, and a few naughty children were climbing up the tree to pick the fruits to eat. Suddenly, an old woman yelled, and the children jumped down and ran away.

The old woman cursed, saw the old woman, An Ran hurriedly said: "It's her, master, she is the bun seller."

The three masters and apprentices walked over, and An Ran greeted the old woman: "Madam, do you still remember me?" The old woman smiled and said: "There are not many girls who are so handsome and kind-hearted, how can the old woman forget, are you The kind girl who bought my steamed stuffed bun one day asked me how I made the stuffing. She came and told my old man, and my old man said, you are a connoisseur of goods. My old man doesn’t praise people easily, so you can see It's a capable one."

An Ran blushed a little from her praise, and said to herself, what kind of skill is this, at most she is just a foodie. Seeing the old woman looking at her master and senior brother, she hurriedly said: "This is my master and senior brother, they came here with me today."

The old woman saw that the old man had kind eyes and kind eyes, and the elder brother was also smiling like a bad guy, so she let the three of them into the village.

The old lady lived at the entrance of the village, and after passing the peach and plum trees, she saw a small fenced courtyard and three adobe houses, which were quite dilapidated.

An Ran recalled those children she chased away just now, and couldn't help asking: "Did you plant this peach and plum tree?"

Old woman: "This is planted by my old man. To tell you the truth, my old man is a little crazy. Sometimes he doesn't recognize people when he is crazy. When he gets better, he is no different from a good person. He has a weird temper. There was a flood in his hometown a few years ago. , the fields were flooded, and then there was a plague, and there was no way of life, so I came to this Jizhou Prefecture, and settled down in this Taoli Village. Our old couple has no children, but we have nothing to worry about. Similarly, these trees were planted by my old man in those years. He said that there were no peaches or plums in this village, so what did he do with such a name? So he planted a few peach and plum trees at the entrance of the village. It grows up, and when it bears fruit in autumn, it can be sold for a few dollars."

As he spoke, he sighed: "My old man is good at everything, and he just likes to tinker with food. Just that vegetarian bun, he tossed all the savings at home, and made me scold him before letting me go to the market to sell it." , I’m going to sell it for five cents a piece, but I couldn’t even open a shop that day if I didn’t meet a girl, so don’t be sorry if the old man says something weird.”

After talking, he entered the fenced yard. As soon as he entered the yard, he could smell a tangy bean fragrance. In the shed on the side of the yard, there was an old man making tofu. He was doing it very carefully and attentively. Look up.

The old woman went to the house and moved two benches out, and greeted a few people: "Sit down first, it's okay when I'm next to this old man, but as soon as I make tofu, I feel like a demon. If I don't finish it, the sky will fall." They don't even care about people."

An Ran: "It's okay, I came here to ask for technical advice, and I should do it later."

The old lady nodded, and stopped greeting them, but instead of going to help make tofu, she went over there to clean up the dried bean curds, thinking that the old couple didn't expect to sell steamed buns for a living, just look at the bean curds in the yard. The skin knows that tofu is a serious livelihood.

An Ran saw a row of jars in the corner of the wall, they didn't look like pickled vegetables, the tops were tightly pressed with bricks, An Ran looked at those jars, then looked at the old man making tofu in the shed, and suddenly thought of Su The one in the stuffed buns, I can’t think of what it tastes like, soy bean curd, it can also be called fermented bean curd.

Because it is the most common thing, I didn't think of it for a while, and I haven't seen this thing since I came here, so I ignored it. It seems that this old man can do it.

Suddenly I heard the master say: "Girl, don't you think that ordering tofu is not knowledgeable? Look at how he orders it. How is it different from your method of ordering stew?"

An Ran knew that since the master said so, there must be a trick, so she went outside the shed to watch the old man order the stew.

After watching for a while, I found that the old man's ordering of stew was indeed different from his own. Instead of ordering immediately, he waited for a while. An Ran estimated that when the soy milk was about [-] degrees, the old man began to order stew.

The old man is quite skilled in ordering the stew, but it is extremely slow. The whole process of making the stew takes about an hour and is divided into seven times.

An Ran carefully calculated that the first three brines were made every five to six minutes, and the amount of brine used in the third time was nearly double that of the first and second times.

Then the fourth time I ordered the brine, the interval was a little longer, An Ran counted, it was like 8 or [-] minutes, but the brine I ordered this time was less than the first and second time.

For the next three times, order once in about 10 minutes. The amount of brine is less than that of the fourth time. Each time you order the stew, you must press it with a ladle along the cylinder to make the tofu solidify. After each order, you must cover the lid to keep it warm , and then pressed tofu.

The strength of the old man is great, and there is more than 100 kilograms of bluestone slabs. He lifted it up and pressed the tofu effortlessly. It took about 10 minutes to press the tofu, and then opened the tofu.

The old man finally raised his head and took a look at them, his eyes stopped on the master: "You old man looks familiar, have you seen me?"

An Ran couldn't help laughing, no one would ask someone like that, shouldn't I have met you, right?

The old woman came over at this time: "I am a bit crazy, and my words are confusing."

As he spoke, he looked at the old man: "But you're talking nonsense, this is a guest from Jizhou Mansion, how can I recognize you."

But the old man said: "Everything is destined to happen, if you meet you are destined, it doesn't matter if you recognize it or not."

An Ran couldn't help being stunned. The old man's words sounded ordinary at first, but when he thought about it carefully, they sounded like Buddha's words. The old woman shook her head: "It's getting more and more nonsense, why did you start to recite scriptures again, and think you are a monk again?" .”

The old man ignored her, but walked up to the master: "You know me."

The master smiled: "Didn't you just say that Wan Fa is destined to be born, so why recognize it? Since we met by fate, since you and I are destined today, let's sit in this small courtyard for a while. My apprentice wants to ask my old brother about your plain stuffing How do you adjust the steamed stuffed bun, can you teach me, brother?"

The old man glanced at An Ran, then at the old woman: "She was the one who bought the buns."

The old woman nodded: "It's her, you can't hide it, she is a kind girl, tell her quickly."

But the old man asked An Ran: "What do you think is in the stuffing of the buns?"

The old woman stomped her feet angrily: "But she became crazy again. It was the girl who asked you, but why did you ask her?"

But I heard An Ran say: "The main ingredients include mung bean vegetables, coriander, gluten, dried fragrant, day lily, fungus, vermicelli, mushrooms, seasoning, sesame paste, sesame oil, salt, and one flavor. I guessed it, it’s fermented bean curd, I wonder if I’m right?”

The old man stared at An Ran for a while, then nodded: "Other things are pretty normal, but this fermented bean curd is made by me, there is no one next to it, you can even guess this, really amazing, I think you are an expert A master at cooking."

An Ran shook her head: "To tell you the truth, old man, I haven't left my teacher yet."

The three master and apprentice left Taoli Village, holding a small rough pottery jar in An Ran's arms, which contained fermented bean curd bought from the old woman's house.

The old man is very good at making fermented bean curd, but it is a pity that the old man has not developed green fermented bean curd, that is, stinky tofu, otherwise An Ran would like to make a modern snack that is popular all over the country, deep-fried stinky tofu to satisfy his cravings.

However, today I briefly mentioned it to the old man. With the old man's technique of making fermented bean curd, I guess I will be able to eat it soon. Who is this old man? Not ordinary people either.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help asking: "Is this old man, Master, your old friend?"

The master nodded.

An Ran was stunned for a moment: "Then why didn't you recognize him just now?"

"My old friend used to be the chef of Jianye Temple. He was a bit crazy, but he could cook well. I once saw him cook a melon and ten flavors."

An Ran was stunned for a while: "Master said he was a monk?"

The old man nodded: "Later, I heard that I was lost, but I didn't expect that after so many years, our old brothers would meet in this Jizhou mansion. It really is what he said. , and, since he has returned to secular life and married a wife, why bother to bring up the past, which will only increase trouble."

An Ran nodded, yes, it seems that he has long forgotten that he was a monk in the past, the only thing he remembers is his cooking skills, no wonder he can make such delicious and fragrant vegetarian stuffing, it turned out to be a monk cook.

Suddenly remembered what the master said, and asked curiously: "Master, what are ten flavors in one melon? Can one winter melon make ten flavors?"

The master nodded: "It's been too long, and the master doesn't remember much. Let me think about it, there seems to be braised winter melon, stir-fried winter melon, double-cooked winter melon, radish and winter melon cake, red bean and winter melon porridge, seafood stuffed with winter melon, steamed with minced meat. There is a winter melon dumpling, and finally a winter melon pork rib soup."

Pfft... An Ran couldn't help laughing: "Master, didn't you say that you are a monk? This is minced meat, seafood, and pork ribs. How can a monk eat something?"

The elder brother said: "Who said monks don't eat meat, monks just abstain from meat."

An Ran was even more puzzled: "Isn't meat meat?"

The senior brother pointed at him and smiled: "It seems that the monks there don't eat meat, but here we do. The meat mentioned in Buddhism refers to the five spices such as onion and garlic. The monks think that eating meat will consume meat Scattering one's qi will harm one's sincerity and make it difficult to communicate with the gods, so one should abstain from meat, but one is allowed to eat three clean meats."

"What are the three clean meats?" An Ran became more and more confused the more she listened.

The master shook his head amusedly: "It's rare that you, a girl, don't know about it. The so-called three clean meat deeds, first, I don't see the murderer; second, I don't hear about the murderer; third, I don't suspect the murderer for me."

An Ran was stunned: "This does not mean that you can eat any kind of meat." These few sentences can be interpreted in four words, deceiving her ears: "I never thought that being a monk is so happy. If I can marry a wife and have children again, what is the difference between returning to the vulgar world?" what."

The old man: "The secular world is nothing more than a thought. The pure cultivation of Buddhism is practice, and the world of mortals is also practice. Why bother about the secular distinction."

An Ran thinks about what the master said makes a lot of sense, moreover, whether a monk eats meat or not has nothing to do with her literacy, what she should think about now is how to take care of her relationship with An Zihe, and the matter of going to Beijing.

Although I think the master shouldn't put up with Han Zizhang, but if I let myself compete with Han Zizhang in cooking, I don't have much confidence, especially from the master's words, I know that although Han Zizhang's character is mean, his cooking skills are quite superb, and there are dozens of them. With years of experience, although he is from the northern school, he is also proficient in southern cuisine.

There is also Liu Hai, the chief manager of the imperial dining room, and Han Zizhang has been running the palace for five years now, if he is really better than cooking skills, he is afraid that there will be some shady tricks, and he will be hard to guard against.

What's more, An Ran felt that although her cooking skills were cheating, she was not very familiar with ancient ingredients, seasonings, spices, etc., some of which she had only seen in books. If you have seen the ingredients, you will definitely lose. Therefore, the master is right, knowledge is the most important thing.

In addition, there is also the relationship between myself and An Zihe. Since Qixi Festival, the relationship between the two has become more and more ambiguous. An Zihe is no longer as disciplined as before. Whenever he finds an opportunity, he will hold her hand, or give her a hug, or, Say something that makes her blush.

And An Ran found that she, like all women, was still powerless against men's vulgar moves, and began to think about the future.

If she and An Zihe continue to develop, they will definitely talk about marriage, and she must not allow it. She follows a man without knowing it. This is her bottom line. Think clearly.

I don't care, because subconsciously, I'm not the one who had the affair with the elder, but An Zihe, as a man in ancient times, is still related to the An family, so would he not care if his wife had that affair with other men?

In ancient times, women regarded chastity as more important than life. The reason why women were so pure was because of men. Would An Zihe be an exception?

Also, if she married him, she would definitely not be able to stay in An Mansion, not only herself, but also An Zihe.

What did the two of them do for a living after leaving the government?If you open a restaurant, what kind of restaurant will you open?where?All problems.

Once she chose to develop with An Zihe, she had to face the problems that she had to face. This made An Ran extremely entangled, but she never thought that An Zihe was going to get married while she was still entangled.

The bride is Su Yunniang, Su Tongpan's niece. I heard the news from my second brother Zhou He. The moment I heard it, it was no less than a bolt from the blue.

Just yesterday, An Zihe took her by the hand and said that when he left Jizhou Mansion, he would go to Jiangnan. He said that Jiangnan had a good scenery and a good climate, and it was the source of southern cuisine. Maybe he could find a small courtyard that Anran Qixi had mentioned. .

These words were still close to her ears, which made her quite tempted. After a few days, she heard the news that he was going to marry a wife. What did he think of himself?Or to put it another way, what he was planning in his mind, could it be that he wanted to take himself as a concubine after marrying a wife.

Does he really regard himself as a woman with three obediences and four virtues here? Or, in his eyes, he has always been just a bed girl. No matter what, An Ran will never swallow this tone. No matter how embarrassing it is, she will confront her face to face An Zihe.

Asked the second elder brother Zhou He, knowing that because the old grandson left, An Zihe had been sitting in the Anji restaurant in the east of the city for the past few days, An Ran rushed to the east of the city without thinking.Entering through the gate, he ran into An Zhi head-on.

An Zhi originally had a pretty laid-back attitude, but the moment he saw An Ran, he almost threw the menu card in his hand, and said to himself, hey, why is this aunt here, today is a family meeting, the elder master and the third master Su Tong judged Mrs. Su, and Su Tongpan's elder brother and his wife, even though they have only been engaged for a few days, they have to have a meal first, take a photo, and make a face for the chief manager. At this moment, why is this aunt here? If you go up, it will be lively.

He quickly greeted her: "Why did the girl come here today? If she came to look for the senior manager, but unfortunately, the senior manager has an important dinner, so she won't be here now..."

It was time for something to happen. Before An Zhi said this, the door of the private room upstairs suddenly opened, and the old man came out from inside. His eyes swept over An Ran and he was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, another person came out from the back with his eyes wide open. Jianjian was quite similar to An Zihe, and he patted the old man: "Zihe, why did you come out?"

An Zhi's head suddenly buzzed, and he thought, it's bad.

An Ran was stunned for a while, as if she understood something, but still hesitantly called out: "An Zihe, you are in charge."

Seeing the person she always thought was the elder looking at her, An Ran really wanted to laugh, so that's it, that's it, he is An Zihe, and the An Zihe that she always thought was, she knows who it is without even thinking about it.

Moreover, he also came out, and when he saw An Ran, he was obviously taken aback, An Ran looked at him and smiled, turned around and ran out of An Ji, completely ignoring the voice telling her to stop...

(End of this chapter)