Peasant Businesswoman:Good At Training Her Husband And Farming

This is how they eat in the capital. When they get to the peasant girl's mouth, they say that the taste is bad. They don't understand it, but they pretend to understand it.

Although Xuezheng's wife was not comfortable in her heart, she would not argue with a peasant girl openly.

After su Daya finished, she was waiting to hear Su Wanping say the following, but she didn't open her mouth at the moment. Su Wanping didn't talk to Su Daya as quickly as she did. Su Daya was surprised by her composure, so she said, "the two dishes you mentioned just now are better than your sister's cooking to see if they really want to taste better."

Su Daya's proposal is good. Everyone looks at Su Wanping. Mo looks at the county magistrate's wife Tian. She asks, "do you know if the magistrate's wife has any left?"

"There is."

Obviously, Tian agreed with Su Wanping. Many of you want to see Su Wanping lose face.

Fu was worried. She was not born in the coastal area. She didn't even know it. How could she cook? Besides, when she was at home, she didn't see her daughter making any seafood. She usually made some sea fish to eat.

Su Wanping held Fu's hand tightly, and then got up. "Since the county magistrate's wife and the county Cheng's wife all have this intention, I'd better obey my orders than respect them."

Originally, these ladies felt that they were too leisure. Now they had almost enough to eat. Naturally, they wanted to have some fun. They had never seen this thing. However, the peasant girl said that she not only had seen it, but also said that she could do it. It was up to her to see how she did it.

Su Wanping went to the kitchen with the servants of Zhao's house. Mo sat beside Fu's and saw that her wife had stopped her chopsticks, so she took Fu to the kitchen. She also wanted to see how the farmer girl cooked seafood.

When Su Wanping arrived in the kitchen, he asked the cook if he had pickles, the more sour the better. He also asked the cook if he had any rice cakes.

These two things are the favorite food of the poor. These cooks are not of high birth. Naturally, they know that even if they don't, they can get them from other places, but they may not like to run.

Su Wanping understood that she took out the silver bag from her arms and gave the cook five Liang silver. The cook was not happy. She immediately wanted to find the ingredients. Su Wanping asked her to find some hot peppers, red and green, all right.

So the cook went.

Su Wanping took a look at the garlic. It was really fresh and tight. There were so many more. She could make three dishes to taste it.

The cook got the silver and ran very fast. She didn't give Su Wanping what he wanted.

Su Wanping rolled up her sleeve. She first made pickles and rock garlic. When she tasted this dish, she asked the master and commented on it. The other side also briefly said that she was also a cook. Although she did not have the chef's authentic style, it was not a problem to deal with several ladies in front of her. Moreover, the dish just now really made her feel sick.

At this time, Mo and Fu came to the kitchen and smelled a smell of sauerkraut at the door. Mo couldn't help frowning and said to Fu: "there are always servants in my kitchen who love to eat these dishes. I have tasted them. The taste is not as good as I thought. Would it be a waste of food to cook with such rare pickles?"

Mo's temperament is straight, and what she has to say is candid, but also said that Fu is a bit depressed. Their mother and daughter are what she said in her mouth. They like pickled vegetables best. The pickled vegetables are delicious. In her opinion, they are not worse than the taste of today's banquet.

However, Fu didn't refute Mo's, so she didn't answer. Mo also said for a while. Seeing that Fu didn't answer all the time, she realized that she had gone too far. So she laughed and said, "why don't we two sit down at the table of eight immortals, and we'll have a taste of the new first pot."

Fu sat down with her at the table. As soon as she sat down, Su Wanping's first dish came out. She poured it into the exquisite porcelain plate. All the chefs who had been staring at her were dumbfounded. If it wasn't for the county magistrate's wife, they would have gathered around to taste it.

The first time I saw someone eating like this, I had the same idea as Mo's. in this way, the rare ingredients of the host family would not be damaged. Everyone was waiting to see her make a fool of herself. However, the taste of cooking would arouse their taste buds.

Just now she said that she wanted to find more sour pickles. The cook also thought that the soup contained more acid. I'm afraid those who don't like acid will not get used to it.

When Su Wanping saw that the two people were sitting in a row, she took out a small bowl and filled them with a little for each to serve.

Mo's can't wait, just came in smelling bad smell, how a good smell out of the oven.

Here two people eat, the kitchen several actually secretly swallow saliva.

Su Wanping then stir fry the second dish, fried rice cake with rock garlic. It looks a bit mushy but tastes delicious.

She quickly brought it to the two people at the table. Mo had just finished the first dish, and had already been full of praise. She said that the pickled vegetables were also delicious, and asked the cook to eat them the same way. She also said that these rare things would have to be found at the next Du family dinner.

The last one was fried rock garlic. This time, she added hot pepper, a little boiling water and old wine before leaving the pot. After a while, she put it on the plate.

Mo's and Fu's have already tasted three dishes here. Mo's smile, "you're right. This rare thing should be eaten in this way. You'll take it now, and you'll have to replace the cook in the magistrate's house."Mo said casually that all the people present were still in their kitchen. Su Wanping had just asked for help. When they heard this, they all turned pale. The cook regretted that she should not have coveted the five Liang silver to find some pickles for her.

Su Wanping was embarrassed, so he quickly comforted them and said that he would speak up for them in front of the county magistrate's wife. The cook quickly returned five liang of silver to her. As long as she could say something nice, she could not have silver. As long as she could stay in the magistrate's house to work, she would be satisfied.

Su Wanping, however, didn't want it. Mo found that he said something wrong, so he walked out of the kitchen ahead of him.

Three dishes are served to the banquet.

Even Mrs. Lu, Xuezheng's wife, smelled the fragrance and looked over there. She was a little curious. Maybe there are other ways to make this dish.

When a dish is fried with three flavors, the taste buds have already been aroused by the appearance of the dish. Su Daya looks at it and is shocked. When can su Erya learn how to cook? She was not like this before. She couldn't cook at all, and the food she cooked was not delicious.

The servant gave each lady a small plate and tasted some of them. Except for the last one, the first two were full of praise, while the last one was actually in line with the taste of Tian and Lu.