self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 50

Today, Fuchunju opened the water banquet, and it was more lively than any other day. The elegant room was already full, and tables were set up in the atrium outside. The dishes were served one by one, changing Fuchunju’s past tradition of only selling southern dishes. Half of them are northern dishes.

The chefs from the north and the south are no longer divided, and they sit at the same table, talking to each other about the things in the kitchen business over the years, their own difficulties, and the atmosphere is quite enthusiastic.

The chef of Huiquan Pavilion, Lao Liu, was already drunk, so he stopped Gao Bingyi and kept muttering: "Brother Gao has suffered a lot from your southern cooks in the past few years. They are all from the kitchen industry, so there is a quarrel." After all, I didn’t talk about stealing people’s jobs. When Mr. Zheng was in glory, our northern cooks suffered a little bit of grievances, but after all, they still have something to eat. They are better than you. To put it bluntly, just like Miss An said They are all in the same industry, what is the fight for? Is it easy to eat food in kerosene? I have never admired anyone in my life, but now I admire Ms. An, regardless of her young age, in terms of craftsmanship and mind. , in terms of temperament, it's all this..."

As he said that, he raised his thumbs up and made a circle towards the table: "You guys said, is what I said right?"

"Yes, why is it wrong? I have been learning to cook since I was eight years old. I have never seen a cook who is better than Miss An. I wonder how she learned this skill. Even if there is a famous teacher like Mr. Zheng, But how old is Miss An, she has learned to cook since she was born, and she is more than ten years younger than me, but her cooking skills are definitely better than those of the imperial chef."

"Come on, the imperial chef is a fart. You haven't seen Cui Qing's virtues. When he came here, he pulled two to five to eighty thousand. What's going on now? He's bald. It's strange to say that, with Miss An's temper, how could she be so arrogant?" As for Cui Qing, didn't even Zhao Laoliu be let go before?"

"I said what are you listening to? I didn't hear that Ms. An's eldest brother had a daughter-in-law who had never been married in Beijing. Because Mr. Zheng lost to Han Zizhang, the family resigned and married the daughter to Cui. Qing? I've heard about this incident. It's said that because of this incident, Mr. Zheng was annoyed and laid down on the kang for several months. Although Ms. An is kind, it's worth it. The reason why Cui Qing was cleaned up is It's to avenge Mr. Zheng and the girl's senior brother."

"That is to say, otherwise, how could I make five long fish dishes all at once? Speaking of these five long fish dishes, they are absolutely perfect, absolutely perfect."

"What, the tea shop made by Ms. An is truly amazing. We are all in the kitchen industry, and we all know that it is difficult to make the noodles so thin. The girl also made all kinds of delicate ones. Look, that lotus-shaped tea shop is much prettier than Cui Qing's lotus cake."

"Gao Bingyi, you got a good deal by guarding such a chef. I said that you have become good at your craft recently. Have you been taught by Ms. An? You are not Ms. An's apprentice, let alone have any relatives. Ms. An is really willing." teach you skills?"

Gao Bingyi nodded: "We think it is a unique skill, a craft that is not passed on, but in the eyes of Ms. An, it is nothing at all. The girl told me that in the future, there will be a chance to share the world's unique skills, big dishes, and snacks, regardless of whether it is north or south. , Write it down and print it into a booklet, so that each of our chefs in Dayan has a copy in their hands, and look at the unique skills and dishes from various places, and exchange information, so that our kitchen business can stand firm and develop. If the faction continues to fight, sooner or later the kitchen guild will decline.

Think carefully about what the girl said, it is really reasonable, don't say that outsiders look down on our cooks, we are fighting to the death, can we blame others? Art, to learn one's craft well and master it well, is not better than anything else, are you all right to say what I say? "

"It's reasonable, our chefs will have to rely on their craftsmanship to eat at any time. Why are you arguing? By the way, why don't you see the young owner of Jufeng Tower these days."

The chef of Huiquan Pavilion said: "The Young Master's family has come to Beijing. I heard that the old lady of the Shangshu Mansion wanted to eat the bagged chicken from Jufeng Tower, but he couldn't go far because of his bad legs, so the Qian Dong family let the Young Master's family go. It's been a month, but it's a pity that I missed this good show today. : "

Suddenly the cook next to him whispered: "It's been a month since we talked, but I saw that Miss An went to Daming Lake with the Young Master's family. Speaking of which, Miss An and the Young Master's family are really a good match. If I were younger..."

"You're about to get over it, you, with your virtue, you don't take a picture of yourself in the piss. At first glance, you think it's a black Li Kui. It doesn't even match a strand of Miss Ren'an's hair."

"Why don't I just talk about it, tell me, I know I'm not good enough, but even though my mother-in-law is not as good-looking as Miss An, she's still neat and tidy." Hahaha... Everyone laughed loudly: "Just your mother-in-law It's not much whiter than you, compared with Miss An, thanks to your kindness..."

An Ran stood far away on the porch, looking at the people eating and laughing in full swing, although she couldn't hear what was said, it was enough for her to feel relieved that these cooks from the north and the south could sit together and laugh heartily. up.

Suddenly the hand was pulled up, and there was a familiar feeling in the palm, it was Mei Da who wrote on his hand: "What are you laughing at?"

An Ran shook her head: "I didn't laugh at anything, I just felt happy, Brother Mei, do you think Master will be happy if he sees the scene in front of him?"

Mei nodded.

An Ran sighed: "The reason why the master lost to Han Zizhang five years ago was because of the world's cooking business. The master sees farther than anyone else. After a lot of painstaking efforts, he made a villain like Han Zizhang proud. Sometimes when I think about it, it's really disappointing." People are angry, there are such villains in the kitchen business, and Cui Qing, the elder brother's marriage was dismissed back then, but the master has been ill for a long time, the master has been working in the kitchen business all his life, and has never thought that the imperial chef is so great, let alone I look down on fame and fortune, but such a master is sick of being so petty, and when I think of the master and senior brother, I wish I could beat Cui Qing violently."

Mei Da couldn't help but pulled the corner of her mouth and laughed, but the voice that came out of her throat was quite harsh, and wrote on her hand: "You have avenged your master and brother."

An Ran nodded: "I won't let him chop his hands, anyway, he is a person in the kitchen business, chopping his hands is too wicked, I will make him bald, just to hit his master Han Zizhang in the face, so that Han Zizhang will not be complacent, thinking it is a conspiracy Is it a trick to become the imperial chef and wear the hat of the best chef in the world, even if you are proud now, sooner or later let him fall off, and fall harder than anyone else."

Mei Da: "Do you want to compete with Han Zizhang in cooking?"

An Ran was silent for a while before she opened her mouth: "At this point, I'm afraid it's not a question of whether I want to or not, so it's not for the master, not for the brother, but for the world's chefs. In the end, the battle between me and Han Zizhang is inevitable."

"Are you afraid?" Mei capitalized two words, but did not let go of her, but held her hand in his palm.

An Ran couldn't help but blush a little, but she didn't shrink back, letting him hold it, feeling the rough calluses and warmth in his hands, she shook her head: "I'm not afraid."

Mei Da looked at her for a long time, and wrote four words on her palm: "Don't worry, I'm here."

An Ran suddenly felt as if she had a backbone, subconsciously leaned into his arms, this embrace was warm and safe, it would be great if she could lean in his arms for the rest of her life...

Cough cough cough, a few coughs interrupted An Ran's delusions, she hurried out of Mei Da's arms with a hot face, glanced at the annoying Yue Jintang, and had to squat down to salute.

Yue Jintang waved his hand: "Miss An, you're welcome." He glanced at Mei Da: "It's my king who interrupted the two of you, so just don't blame me for being annoying."

Seeing that An Ran's face was flushed, Yue Jintang chuckled twice: "It seems that every time I see the girl is different, especially the girl's cooking skills. I just realized today that the girl's cooking skills are so superb. Just at the banquet, Mr. Liang told Ben Wang that he wanted to recommend you to represent Yanzhou Prefecture to the capital to participate in the imperial chef competition. Although Ji Gongming and Liang Zisheng, the prefect of Jizhou, were on the same list of Jinshi, they never got along with each other. The girl can be regarded as a member of Jizhou Prefecture. If she finally succeeds The chef of Yanzhou Mansion, Ji Gongming is afraid that he will vomit three liters of blood, what does the girl mean?"

An Ran shook her head: "It's not the time to go to the capital, An Ran hasn't left her teacher yet."

Yue Jintang raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to win against Han Zizhang?"

An Ran thought for a while: "I can only say that there is no certainty of winning at the moment. The master said that although Han Zizhang's character is poor, his cooking skills are quite superb. From today's Cui Qing, he can also see it."

Yue Jintang: "As far as I am concerned, your culinary skills are not as good as Han Zizhang's, and you can also draw a tie. What's more, now that you have humiliated Cui Qing, it is equivalent to humiliating Han Zizhang. Han Zizhang is quite insidious. If you use tricks to deal with him You, aren't you afraid?"

An Ran glanced sideways at Mei Da: "Not afraid."

Yue Jintang laughed: "You are really a girl who is not afraid of anything, but I am really curious, what is in your little head, and what does the rise and fall of the kitchen have to do with you, a little girl? The king has a suggestion, if the girl returns to the capital with the king, the king will come forward and take care of Han Zizhang, otherwise it will be fine, and you will follow the king obediently from now on, how about it?"

An Ran couldn't help but frowned: "Your Highness is joking, An Ran has no intention of clinging to His Highness, what's more, my master was defeated by Han Zizhang back then, it was his conspiracy and tricks used by Liu Hai. What is the difference between Han Zizhang, Anran will not do this, Anran will use her cooking skills to win him openly, and will not rely on anyone, this is what Anran should do, and must do."

The frivolity in Yue Jintang's eyes receded, replaced by a little respect: "It's my lord who was abrupt, miss forgive me, if there is something I can use in the future, you just have to open your mouth."

"An Ran thanked the prince first."

Yue Jintang took a few glances at Mei Da: "This man is really lucky, to be favored by Miss An, even this king can't help but be envious." He left without saying a word.

An Ran's face turned even redder, and she took a peek at Mei Da, with a mask covering her face, she couldn't tell what his expression was, but his eyes were particularly deep, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or unhappy for a while.

An Ran suddenly felt that she was really just like what Lin Xinger said, she was a hypocritical woman, she obviously liked her, but just now she was leaning in his arms, but she didn't dare to speak out, if only she was Lin Xinger.

However, if Lin Xinger would die, she would probably never fall in love with a man like Mei Da. That woman is very realistic. She never pays attention to the inside when picking a man. She only looks at the face, and what other abilities are there. The woman said that a man is useful Just these two things, she has everything else herself, why bother to find a man, what a proud and conceited woman.

An Ran wanted to see what Lin Xinger would do if she wore it here.In particular, she had to meet a man who was a hundred times worse than An Jiamu.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing, she really became more and more vicious, if Lin Xing'er knew what she was thinking, she would definitely say that she was being inconsistent, but she really missed her, in this world, she said There is no one on my mind, it is really lonely.

"What are you thinking about?" Feeling the words Mei Da wrote in her hand, An Ran glanced at him and shook her head: "I didn't think about anything, I just felt that sometimes people can't help themselves and their hearts."

Mei Da looked at her for a while, helped her wrap the cloak around her, and wrote on her hand: "It's cold, go back." An Ran nodded, and let him lead her back to the small courtyard.

Sure enough, the next day, Liang Zisheng personally came to invite An Ran to represent Yanzhou Mansion to go to Beijing for a cooking competition, but An Ran refused. If I go to Sichuan, I will naturally not participate in the cooking competition in the spring of next year. It does not represent Yanzhou Prefecture, and naturally I will not be the candidate recommended by Jizhou. As long as I don’t let that old boy Ji Gongming overwhelm me, I will do anything.

It's fine if An Ran doesn't go, after all, she is still standing on Han Zizhang's side. If she goes to the capital, it will be equivalent to Zheng Chunyang and Han Zizhang facing off. Sooner or later, this competition will be unavoidable, and it will be temporary if it can be delayed for a while.

An Ran is not in the mood to pay attention to Liang Zisheng now, so Qian Hong, the owner of Jufeng Tower, and Feng Ji, the owner of Huiquan Pavilion, brought several time-honored owners from Qizhou to find An Ran, begging An Ran to help them think of some innovative dishes.

These few people figured it out, just one egg roll that day, An Ran could conjure up several dishes with just a random word, what does this mean? Only An Ran is the only cook who is superb, knowledgeable, and very clear about the cuisines of the north and the south, who can extract the essence and discard the dross, and come up with suitable innovative dishes.

What's more, seeing An Ran's Huai'an tea shop that day, several people understood better, this guy not only cooks authentic northern and southern dishes, but also handles the work on the white table, and is exceptionally good at it.

That is to say, Anran's random thinking is more useful than their research for a year. Introducing the old and bringing forth the new is what these time-honored brands must do now. When they are unworthy descendants, they unite together to seek safety.

To be honest, this is quite a taboo in the kitchen business. After all, if someone else came up with it, why would I teach it to you?

Even though they knew that An Ran was magnanimous, when these people came, they couldn't open their mouths. They talked for a long time before they got to the point.

An Ran had just figured out their purpose, at first she thought that these bosses were just idle, and they were chatting with her, but when she figured out their purpose, she suddenly realized and agreed.

An Ran agreed too happily, which made several hostesses feel a little uncomfortable. After leaving Fuchun Residence, several people said: "Miss An really agreed? Did she just fool us?"

Qian Hong shook his head: "Miss An will definitely not fool us as a person."

Feng Ji nodded: "Didn't Ms. An say that someone would send us the recipe in a few days? Let's just wait, and don't rely on others, Ms. An. We will study it ourselves. Speaking of which, this is our recipe." own business."

Now that she agreed, An Ran got busy, but she didn't need to think about it. She is a successor of An Kee's private kitchen and a top chef. Whether it's traditional dishes or creative dishes, all the recipes are in her head, but she has to be properly screened. It will take a lot of effort to write it out.

Screening is easy, but this photo is a big problem, let's put aside the quality of my handwriting, the speed is too slow, if I write so many dishes, it will really exhaust her, so I think about dragging Meida over to help.

An Ran also had to admit that she had her own petty thoughts and wanted to be alone with Mei Da.

Mei Da is a bit stupid, he said he was not interested in him, he would hold hands from time to time, give a hug or something, and look at him with affection, of course, if he didn't make himself affectionate, his mouth would be like a clam shell As tight as it is, I never made it clear. Up to now, the most exposed time was the last time I took myself to Daming Lake on horseback. At that moment, An Ran felt that the two were very close, but when I came back, the feeling faded away. It is a matter of gain and loss.

Moreover, if he didn't look for him, he would never come to him, at most he was chopping firewood in the yard, but the more passive a man was, the more An Ran couldn't stop.

An Ran sometimes feels that she has an unusual taste, so why do she like this kind of wooden man? At the beginning, An Jiamu was so active, but she was quite scared, so she rushed away in a showdown. The man is too active and aggressive, so that An Ran felt uneasy, but Mei Da made her feel at ease, and wanted to take the initiative to post it.

Mei Da's handwriting is very good, good and fast. At first, An Ran wrote it herself, but after comparing with Mei Da's handwriting, she threw all her own writing aside. May is capitalized.

According to the fresh seasons in Qizhou, it is divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter, and I have mentioned all the dishes I know.

Seeing Mei Da looking at him, he couldn't help saying: "Why don't you write?"

Mei Da shook her head, and wrote on her hand: "Did you really teach them these dishes? This is Qizhou, and they are a time-honored brand of the Northern School."

An Ran smiled: "If these time-honored brands in Qizhou can continue to operate, it will be a good thing for the kitchen business and the diners all over the world. If they really close because they cannot innovate, it will be a great loss. In fact, it is not only the kitchen business, but all the restaurants. Time-honored brands should be managed well, so that future generations can understand the wisdom and wisdom of their ancestors, and innovate on the basis of these old craftsmanship. It is the most meaningful thing to pass on the wisdom of life and death, what is the use of a person holding a unique skill, and bringing it into the coffin, no matter how good the skill is, it is useless."

Mei Dading looked at her for a long time, and wrote on her hand: "What do you want to do?"

An Ran shook her head: "I don't know what I can do, I just want to do my best, just like I told you last time, if possible, I don't want to open a restaurant, I want to open a college specializing in cooking, Or, not only cooking, but also other things, all the unique skills are worth passing on, this is our most precious wealth."

As he said that, he looked at Mei Da: "Brother Mei, do you think I am thinking wildly?"

Mei shook her head, and wrote a few words on the white paper next to her: "You are the savior of the kitchen business."

An Ran smiled: "What a savior, it's like saying how great I am. I was also rushing to put ducks on the shelves. Before that, I just wanted to complete our Anjia's food list, increase knowledge, and learn cooking skills. Only after I came out did I realize that my previous experience My thinking is too narrow, I only think about an An family, but the master thinks about the world's kitchen business, even for generations to come, the master is a real chef, An Ran is just a little girl."

Mei Da took her hand and wrote a few words lightly: "What will you do when your culinary school opens and the world's kitchens live in harmony?"

An Ran was stunned, what are you doing?I vaguely remembered discussing this issue with An Jiamu when I was in the other courtyard in Jizhou, and couldn't help saying: "Perhaps, at that time, I will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and open a private restaurant called Anji, and then it would be good to die there. thing."

But I can't help but think in my heart, if there is someone like Mei Da at that time, it will be even better by my side. He chops firewood and cooks by himself. Talking in the shade under the grape arbor, sitting in the yard in autumn to bask in the warm autumn sun, and nestling on the kang in the house when it snows in winter...

Thinking of the kang in the house, An Ran couldn't help but blush, and scolded herself inwardly, is she so hungry, she can think of such things...

Can't help but glance at Mei Da, only to find that his eyes are looking at her, a few sparks are jumping in the bottom of the dark eyes, even if there are only a few sparks, it makes An Ran feel as if the next moment will start a prairie fire, and the ambiguity between the two Rapid growth.

An Ran blushed watching his hand reach out, and the moment it touched her cheek, she suddenly heard the voice of Gouzi: "Master, Master, Prince Xiaoyao is here."

Mei Da's hand quickly retracted, An Ran hurriedly lowered her head, she couldn't express the regret in her heart, she was really hungry and thirsty, did she start longing for physical contact?However, why is Yue Jintang here again? What is he doing in Qizhou if he doesn't return to Beijing?
I was dissatisfied with Yue Jintang, so I didn't have a good attitude. I glanced at Gouzi: "The prince is here, just treat him well."

Gouzi has a bitter face: "But the prince said that he wants to eat the dishes made by the master himself, and he also said that he will not eat any southern dishes and northern dishes. Let the master think of another fresh food that can satisfy his hunger."

An Ran couldn't help rolling her eyes, because he has a lot of things to do, what's new, she rolled her eyes, but thought of a dish, and asked Gouzi: "Did the lord come here by himself?"

Gouzi shook his head: "There is also the third master of Anfu."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, even now, hearing the word An Fu, she still felt a little awkward, subconsciously she didn't like to have anything to do with An's family: "Go and prepare a rooster."

Gouzi's eyes lit up, knowing that the master is going to cook. Now he and Shunzi are eagerly looking forward to the master's cooking. The master is different from other masters. He doesn't teach them anything. Apart from the basic skills, he is herding sheep. Yes, but I found a teacher to set aside an hour every day to teach them how to read and write.

The master said that an illiterate cook cannot be a good cook, a successful dish needs color, fragrance and shape, and an illiterate cook will never understand everything.

In the past, both he and Shunzi felt that it was not necessary for cooks to be literate, and they didn't take the number one examination. After seeing the chef's cooking, they understood that each dish expresses not only the taste, but also a lot, just like what Mr. Mei said. They have never heard of the fish feast, and the Huai'an tea shop made by the master.

The master said that even if they had never been to the south, these books were there, and the uncle of the master told them every day that they should study hard and learn their crafts, so that they would not embarrass your master in the future.

He and Shunzi feel the same way, and every time the master cooks, he will explain to them how to do it and the places that need special attention. They know that the master is teaching them the craft, and they can watch the master to learn the craft all the time. Even the uncle of the teacher was very envious, and ran out happily to prepare.

An Ran Zhuo Mo Yue Jintang is a native of the capital, and he probably can't eat spicy food, so he decided to make a roasted chicken, and even made a super spicy roasted chicken.

When frying, Gouzi and Shunzi tried their best to hold back at first, but then they couldn't help but run out to cough while holding their noses. Anran fried them and poured them into a large casserole. The chicken pieces were soaked in red soup, spicy and delicious. Looking at it has an appetite.

Thanks to her friend Lin Xinger, who is not too spicy or unhappy, An Ran specially learned Sichuan cuisine for a long time. For this reason, she stayed in Chengdu for a few days. Xing'er made it once, but the peppers here are much worse than those in Sichuan, and there are fewer spices and herbs. If the seasoning is complete, it can be made more authentic.

Mei Da looked at the pot of red soup and remained silent for a long time.

An Ran called Gou Zi in and asked him to bring it over, Gou Zi couldn't help hesitating: "Well, master, it's so spicy, I'm afraid the prince and the third master of An's Mansion won't be able to eat it."

An Ran said angrily: "Don't tell me you want to eat something fresh to satisfy your cravings. This is the freshest and most satisfying. If they don't like it, they can bring it back. Your master and I will eat it ourselves."

Gouzi could only carry it over, seeing the two little apprentices going, An Ran couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Mei Da staring at him, he couldn't help blinking: "Brother Mei, what do you want me to do? Doesn't the prince want to eat fresh food?"

Mei Da wrote two words on her hand: "Naughty."

An Ran said, "Don't look at the red soup, it's not spicy, and it's really delicious."

Mei Da: "Have you ever been to Sichuan?"

An Ran thought for a while: "Let's say I've been there, maybe I've been there in a dream, I don't know."

I don't know what to say to him in this situation, and I can only be ambiguous. Some things, An Ran firmly believes that it is better not to say, not everyone can accept themselves unconditionally like the master and brother.

With Mei Da, even An Ran doesn't know where he can go. There are too many variables between men and women. With the sound of his throat, An Ran could tell that he was not a servant, he was quite a capable man, as for why he followed Mr. Mei as a servant, maybe there was a reason he didn't know.

And I haven't reached the level of honesty with him yet, once I'm honest, it's the time when I can't escape and have to make a choice, thinking of this, An Ran has a bit of an ostrich mentality.

In the end, she was greedy for the warmth and sense of security that Mei Da gave her, and she didn't want to lose it, but she didn't know what the result would be after facing it, so she was worried about gains and losses.Maybe she and Mei Da need an opportunity to break through the worries in their hearts before they can be honest.

Yue Jintang watched Gouzi and Shunzi toss with great interest, first took the charcoal stove, and then brought in a large casserole. When the lid of the casserole was opened, a strong spicy smell wafted over.

Yue Jintang couldn't help sniffing: "This smell really makes me miss it. When I traveled to Sichuan, I ate it very well. It's been ten years now. Unexpectedly, this girl can cook this."

He said to Shunzi: "You two go and bring some green vegetables for this king, just your Chinese cabbage from Qizhou, you don't need gangzi, just young leaves, but also tofu, mushrooms, duck blood, fungus... In short, give me everything. Wang brought some over here, by the way, some coriander powder, garlic paste, garlic paste is indispensable, this girl made a pot together, regardless of the dipping ingredients..."

As he said that, he scooped out the red oil from the pot, mixed it with the minced garlic and coriander that Gouzi brought, and ate it with a hiss, sweating profusely from eating, and it was so satisfying. Seeing An Jiashu directly next to him Frowning, he couldn't help saying: "Fortunately, you are still a Jianghu person, this food has to be eaten like this to be delicious. Speaking of which, this girl really has more and more thoughts on this king, but it's a pity that she was caught first. If I had known this girl was so This king got it back to the palace early in the morning, so I don’t have to go all the way to the imperial dining room to grab the ingredients if I want to eat in the future. You two little guys, stop staring, go to the kitchen and have a look. No duck intestines, hairy belly, get some, these two are the best to eat."

Then Gouzi Shunzi ran back in a daze, searched around but couldn't find it, so he went to ask An Ran.

An Ran was overjoyed when he heard it, he is really a big eater, but unfortunately this is Qizhou, not Fujian, let alone Sichuan, where did the duck intestines come from, let alone the hairy belly, now it is still the farming period, but cattle slaughter Those who break the law can't slaughter cows, where does the hairy belly come from?However, how does Yue Jintang know, it seems that this prince is not a rule-abiding master, and his taste is similar to that of his bad friend Lin Xinger.

What An Ran didn't expect was that after the prince ate roasted chicken once, he would completely stay in Fuchun Residence. He must come here once a day, either at noon or at night. Today he wants to eat boiled fish, and tomorrow he wants to eat Twice-cooked pork, and later ordered to eat spicy chicken.

However, no one knows how to cook these dishes, so An Ran can only cook them herself. Speaking of it, An Ran also feels that it is a pity that no one cares about Sichuan cuisine, which is popular in modern times, and even the people in the kitchen do not know that there is such a kind How to do it.

Gao Bingyi was very curious, every time An Ran cooked, he would watch from the sidelines, and then asked things: "Miss An cooks Sichuan dishes, so spicy, how can the prince eat it?"

An Ran smiled: "This is the charm of Sichuan cuisine. The hotter it is, the more fragrant it is. In fact, the most powerful thing about Sichuan cuisine is not the spiciness, but the complex flavors. The most classic dish is today's fish-flavored shredded pork."

I have to say that Yue Jintang is really good at ordering. He orders all the classics of Sichuan cuisine, which seem to be the most difficult dishes to cook.

Gao Bingyi shook his head: "It's the name that's even more strange, how can it be called Yuxiang if you don't even have fish?"

An Ran: "The reason for this name is that the cooking method is based on the method of cooking fish in Sichuan. The finished dish has several flavors of salty, sweet, sour, spicy and delicious, and it achieves a delicate balance. It is the smell of fish. Compared with Combining finely crafted and light southern dishes with sophisticated techniques and difficult northern dishes, these are common people’s dishes. They seem ordinary, but it’s not easy to cook them well. Moreover, many seasonings and sauces are only available in Sichuan, so , what I cook these days is far from authentic Sichuan cuisine.”

Gao Bingyi: "When I was learning how to cook, I heard from my master that Sichuan is a land of abundance, with many spices, and most of the dishes are fresh, spicy and spicy. I think it is the Sichuan cuisine that the girl said."

An Ran shook her head: "Sichuan cuisine has many flavors. It can't be said that Sichuan cuisine is delicious, spicy and spicy. If you have a chance, you can go to Sichuan to see and you will understand. In fact, the world is so big, which one is north and south? Desert grasslands, snow mountains and glaciers, All over the world, plateau forests... Different climates, different folk customs, different products, different ingredients, different tastes, and the dishes are naturally impossible to be the same. Where there are people, there are cooks, and there are cooks. Now, it's ridiculous to only divide the north and the south."

Gao Bingyi: "Girl really plan to go to Sichuan?"

An Ran nodded: "Let's start the spring, I will leave after the new year's spring, and I have stayed in Qizhou for a long time." Looking up, she suddenly saw Mei Da standing outside the window looking at herself, he must have heard it, it's good to hear it She told him again, no matter what, she couldn't stay in Qizhou forever, she must go to Shu, she wanted to visit the ancient Sichuan cuisine, and how was it different from the Sichuan cuisine she knew.

An Ran thought very well, but she didn't know that there would be another accident at that time. This is something for later, let's not mention it for now, and now, finally, the Longevity Festival is coming, Yue Jintang has also returned to the capital, and no one will come to bother him every day. dish.

Through Yue Jintang, An Ran can finally understand the feeling of the master. I think Mr. Mei was so annoying to the master back then, but Yue Jintang left, and Mei Da also left, saying that he was helping Mr. Mei deliver something to the capital, and he left for a month.

When Mei Da came back, it was already the twelfth lunar month, and the moment she saw Mei Da appear in front of her eyes, An Ran suddenly had the feeling of a resentful woman waiting for her husband to return home.

However, when she saw the gift he brought her, she felt sweet in her heart. The gift Mei Da brought back to her was two rough silver bracelets without delicate patterns, just two ordinary silver bracelets. Can have different meanings.

An Ran always felt that when a man gave a woman jewelry, it was tantamount to confessing his love. Although Mei Da still didn't say it clearly, An Ran thought so, which made An Ran happy for a long time.

It's a pity that Anran was not happy for too long, Mei Da left again, and this time he didn't come back until the new year, Anran was even more depressed, even after a few words about the buffet at the end of the year in Fuchunju, he came out.

Today is New Year's Eve, but she is not at all happy for the New Year. Walking along the gallery to her small courtyard, the lantern in her hand is on and off. Such a lonely New Year's Eve makes her feel a little aggrieved for no reason.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help shaking my head. Sure enough, women can't be tempted, and if they are tempted, they will become extremely fragile. In modern times, I have spent many New Year's Eves by myself, and I don't feel wronged. Even if my parents and grandpa are gone , She can also cook a table of dishes, just like a family having a reunion dinner, why bother to hurt herself like this, it's not like her anymore.

Thinking of this, he suddenly cheered up and went to have a look at the kitchen in his small courtyard. Gao Bingyi was very thoughtful and prepared all kinds of ingredients, but An Ran still decided to eat hot pot, which is most suitable for cold weather.

After tidying up, I went to take a bath first, and put on the new clothes that Gouziniang made for her, cotton jacket, cotton trousers, the material is satin, and the color is bright pink. In the words of Gouziniang, she was young and never married. A human girl has to wear bright clothes to look good, especially during the Chinese New Year, and An Ran was forced to make such a suit.

An Ran really didn't have the courage to wear it out. She always felt that she was thirty, and she couldn't accept it psychologically when she wore such a tender color. It's the New Year's day anyway, so it should be worn according to the occasion. Anyway, no one will see it.

After changing it, I took a look in the mirror, and it was not ugly. The fresh pink color matched my fair little face, which was indescribably beautiful, and she was still young. If the modern self wore such a suit, I would probably be able to Soil dead.

After tidying up the hot pot and setting out four sets of bowls and chopsticks, Dad, Mom, Grandpa, and myself, after thinking about it, went to get another pair and placed them next to me. After a glance, I couldn't help feeling a little resentful, Mei didn't care about me, I still think about what he is doing.

She stretched out her hand to put it away, but suddenly heard footsteps outside, An Ran was stunned, dropped the chopsticks and rushed out, the moment she opened the door, she saw Mei Da standing at the door, carrying dust from a long way on her body, most of it was covered by the mask Face, still unable to see the expression clearly, but spit out a few words in a hoarse and ugly voice: "I will come back to spend the New Year with you..."

(End of this chapter)