The Peasant Gourment Chef

The next morning, after Li Hehua washed up, he ate some brown rice porridge and went out again.

Today, she's going to another village to find out who's going to have a wedding banquet.

Li Hehua walked out of the village along the way out of the village and walked towards the west. The houses there were very dense, and it looked like a big village.

After walking for more than an hour, she finally arrived at the village. Li Hehua wiped the sweat from her forehead and found a place to sit and rest. She had to wait for the sweat on her body to dry, and then she didn't breathe so much before going. Otherwise, the clothes are messy and sweating profusely, and the impression is not good.

After a long rest, Li Hehua sorted out his clothes and headed towards the village.

When some villagers saw her, they all looked at her curiously, and occasionally lowered their heads and whispered something, without listening to know that they were talking about her figure.

Li Hehua pretended not to have seen it, put on the brightest smile, walked straight to a middle-aged woman, and said with a smile: "Eldest sister, I want to ask you something, does anyone in your village want to have a wedding? ?"

The middle-aged eldest sister heard the words and looked at Li Hehua from head to toe, and then asked, "Why are you asking this? Are you coming to our village for something?"

Li Hehuahan, why does this eldest sister's eyes look like scanners? This has nothing to do with her, hey, I guess everyone here has a curious and gossip heart.

Li Hehua had no choice but to tell the truth: "Eldest sister, to tell you the truth, I'm a chef, and I don't work in my original place anymore. I want to pick up some rice noodles in eight villages, so I came to ask if there is any in your village. "

The middle-aged eldest sister was stunned when she heard the words, her eyes clearly expressed the meaning of "you can still be a chef?", and she couldn't believe it.

Li Hehua continued to laugh: "Sister, don't you think I don't look like me? In fact, I'm really a chef, and no one can say that my craftsmanship is bad. See my figure, I've been a chef for so many years. , there is no way, if you eat too well, people will get fatter and fatter."

Hearing what Li Hehua said, the middle-aged eldest sister believed it a little and said, "It's a coincidence that you are here. There is indeed someone in our village who wants to have a wedding. It's old man Wang's house, you can go and ask."

Li Hehua's eyes lit up, "Sister, really? Can you take me there for a while? I'm sorry to bother you."

The villagers in this era are still very simple and have nothing to do, so they like to watch the fun. Now, when a fat woman says that she is a chef and wants to come to the table, they are curious to listen.

Seeing that Li Hehua was going to Old Man Wang's house at this moment, everyone was interested and said they could take her there.

The middle-aged elder sister stood up and waved her hand, "Come with me, I'll take you there."

Li Hehua quickly thanked: "Thank you eldest sister, you are really a good person."

The middle-aged eldest sister was very comfortable being complimented, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became larger and larger.

After walking for a while, we arrived at Old Man Wang's house. The middle-aged eldest sister walked into the yard first and shouted, "Old Man Wang! Old Man Wang! Is anyone here?"

The people in the room heard the shout and responded quickly: "Hey, here, here!"

An old man came out of the room, it was the old man Wang called by the middle-aged eldest sister.

"She's Aunt Cao, what are you calling me to do?"

The middle-aged eldest sister let Li Hehua out, "Isn't your family going to have a wedding? This one said she was a chef and wanted to come to your family to make a dinner."

Old Man Wang's eyes fell on Li Hehua, and suspicion flashed in his eyes, "She is Aunt Cao, this chef, my family has already planned to invite Zhou Laogen from Hexi Village, no need."

Li Hehua knew that this was someone's rejection, but she would not give up so easily, took a step forward and said to the old man Wang: "Hello, uncle, my name is Li Hehua, I am a cook, my craft is very good, as long as After eating the food I made, no one said it was bad. Your family has a wedding, and the taste of the rice noodles is very important.

Li Hehua's words speak to people's hearts. Indeed, the reception of this happy event is a very important thing. The reception is delicious, and the guests who come eat well. It is a very face-saving thing, and others will look at it highly, so Even if it is not rich people, once there is a happy event, they have to buy enough good food, and then invite people who specialize in banquet to do it.

The old man Wang said: "Of course we have to prepare well for this meal. My family hired the masters of the 10-mile and 8-village villages to make the meal. Everyone's craftsmanship is praised."

In fact, what Old Man Wang didn't say is, how could you, a young woman, be comparable to someone who has been a cook for decades.

Li Hehua felt the distrust in Old Man Wang's words, but she didn't get angry, she just continued to say: "Uncle, I believe that other people's craftsmanship is definitely not bad, but I also believe that my own craftsmanship is definitely not worse than others, if I don't have the real ability. , I don't dare to say this big thing, otherwise you let me try it, I will cook a dish, you can try it and see if it is my craftsmanship or someone else's craftsmanship, if you think my craftsmanship is better than But people, then I won't say a word of nonsense and leave immediately."

Li Hehua's words made the people around watching the lively talk a lot.

"This woman has such a big tone, isn't she bragging."

"Then Zhou Laogen has been in the audience for decades. Can this woman's craftsmanship compare to him?"

"That's not necessarily true. She dares to say that she has tried cooking a dish. Maybe she really has two brushes."

At this time, someone said: "Old man Wang, let her try it. Anyway, it's almost lunch time, and the dish is just right for lunch."

Those words were immediately echoed by those around him.

At this time, Old Man Wang's family also came out, and one of them, a young man who looked eighteen or nineteen years old, pulled Old Man Wang's sleeve, "Father, let her try it, no, we don't need her, too. There's nothing to lose; if she really cooks better than Zhou Laohe, then we must be good people to make the meal."

Seeing that everyone told her to try it, Old Man Wang no longer hesitated, nodding and agreeing, "Okay, let's try it, but it's a free trial, we won't give you any money."

Li Hehua hurriedly said: "I definitely won't charge you, I just make it for you to taste."

The old man Wang turned around, "Then come with me, just caught a fish today, so you can be a fish."

Li Hehua was overjoyed and quickly followed.

The villagers who were watching the lively behind also refused to leave, and they all followed into the kitchen. The kitchen was not enough to stand, so they just stood outside and watched.

Li Hehua didn't care about the number of people outside, he went straight into the kitchen and saw a black fish that had been killed.

Black fish is a very good material for making pickled fish. Li Hehua plans to make pickled fish.

Li Hehua asked old man Wang: "Uncle, do you have sauerkraut at home? Can you bring me a bowl?"

The old man Wang nodded, "Okay, you wait." Then he asked his wife to pick up the sauerkraut.

Li Hehua began to deal with black fish.

First cut the meat of the thick part of the fish into slices diagonally, and then cut off the head, tail, and row of the fish, as the material for making the fish soup later. The sliced ​​fish is then marinated with egg whites and cooking wine.

When marinating, Li Hehua prepares the ingredients such as **** slices, garlic, peppercorns, etc., then heats the wok and pours oil, adds **** slices, garlic cloves, peppercorns, chili peppers and stirs fragrant, fish head and fish tail and other soup ingredients Pour into the pot and stir fry, pour in the cooking wine and continue to stir fry.

Soon, there was a tantalizing smell in the kitchen.

Many villagers onlookers didn't know what she was going to do. Isn't the fish braised in addition to stewing soup? How to give it a piece of it? And what are you doing with so much sauerkraut?

Wang Laotou's daughter-in-law, Aunt Wang, was also very curious and could not help but ask: "Girl, what are you doing? It seems that you have never seen it before." Fish, most people don't know how to do it." The people here don't seem to know sauerkraut fish.

After listening to Li Hehua's words, everyone understood that this dish was her unique recipe, and suddenly their feelings for her rose a lot, and they believed that she was indeed capable.

Li Hehua didn't care about other people's discussions, and just continued the action in his hand. After the fish pieces were fried and turned white, he poured boiling water into the pot, and then poured the sauerkraut into the pot and boiled it together with the fish soup. After the fish in the pot is cooked to nine points, pour it into another pot. Then, use chopsticks to evenly clamp the marinated fish fillets into the pot, scald with high heat until discolored, and turn off the heat.

Finally, spread the dried red pepper segments and peppercorns on the fish fillets, sprinkle with coriander, boil a tablespoon of oil and drizzle them, this pickled fish is ready.

In fact, long before the fish was ready, the onlookers began to swallow. There was no way, the taste was so fragrant, the mouth of the fragrant people kept drooling, and they could not wait to grab a piece to taste.

Someone said: "This taste is too fragrant. You don't need to eat it to know that it must be delicious. This is much more fragrant than the dishes made by Zhou Laogen."

Many people agree with this. Everyone has more or less eaten the noodles made by Zhou Laogen. They have always been full of praise for Zhou Laogen's cooking skills, but today they smelled the taste of this pickled fish, but they couldn't be ignorant. With conscience, it is not as good as Zhou Laogen, at least Zhou Laogen's cooking is not so fragrant.

The old man Wang also changed from hesitating reluctance to looking forward to it. At this moment, when Li Hehua finished, he immediately asked, "Can I eat it?"

Li Hehua nodded, "Okay, let's try it."

As soon as these words came out, the Wang family first took out the chopsticks from the chopstick cage, and couldn't wait to stretch out the chopsticks to pick up the fish and meat.

Old Man Wang took the first sip, held it for two seconds, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Li Hehua, then retracted his gaze the next second, and continued to stretch out his chopsticks.

The rest of the Wang family were the same. For a while, the Wang family kept eating there.

The onlookers have been waiting for the Wang family's evaluation, but the family didn't say anything, what does it mean to just bury their heads and eat? And it makes them want to eat too.

Aunt Cao, who brought Li Hehua here, couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Old Man Wang, "I said you are Old Man Wang, what's the matter? Why don't you say anything?"

Old Man Wang glanced at Aunt Cao and said nothing. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he stretched out his chopsticks and took time to reply: "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious fish."

Old man Wang's younger son also took the time to say, "It's not fish, I've never eaten such a delicious dish before."

The people around were gasping for breath at the words of the father and son of the Wang family.

Is it really that delicious? Is it that exaggerated?

However, everyone's saliva has flowed all over the place, and it is really uncomfortable to watch the Wang family eat.

Someone with thick skin licked their cheeks and said, "Old man Wang, can you give me a taste too, my saliva is almost draining."

As a result, the Wang family ignored them and brushed the chopsticks on the ground. After a while, the pot of pickled fish was gone, and even the pickled cabbage was eaten cleanly.

The old man Wang wiped his mouth and said to the people around him, "I'm sorry, it's gone."

These words can make the surrounding people angry enough, but there is nothing they can do.

Li Hehua stayed silent for a while until now that he had finished eating, and then asked with a smile, "How is it? Can my cooking skills be enough for your family?"

The old man Wang no longer had the intention of alienating him before, and gave Li Hehua a thumbs up enthusiastically, "I admire you, your cooking skills are really good, and I will give you the table in my house."

Li Hehua smiled.

Aunt Wang asked, "I don't know how you charge for it?" Such a good cooking skill is definitely not cheap. If it is too expensive, they can't afford it.

Li Hehua didn't know the price of the charge, so he said, "I charge the same as everyone else. I will charge whatever that Zhou Laogen charges, and I will never charge more."

The Wang family laughed happily when they heard the words, and the old man said, "That's fine, then we can agree. According to Zhou Laogen's collection, it is five cents per table."

Li Hehua asked, "Then how many tables will your family ask for this time?"

Old Man Wang stretched out a fist, "My family will invite ten tables this time."

If you say this, you can earn fifty cents at a time. According to one penny and one steamed bun, the price is still acceptable, so Li Hehua nodded, "That's settled. I'll come over early in the morning when the banquet is held at your house."

After that, Li Hehua discussed the specific details with the Wang family, and explained some vegetables and seasonings that the Wang family wanted to buy. It was not until noon that he returned home.