Chapter 64 (1/2)
The servant girl said that her shoulder injury might leave scars.
Ah Yao was stunned, touched her shoulder injury, and recalled that she was bitten by a dead fat man on her shoulder at night, like a beast biting its prey. She couldn't help feeling nauseous, but she was glad that if she bit the carotid artery of her neck for a few centimeters, could she still survive? She wanted to take a knife and cut her shoulder again to cut off the fat man's tooth marks! But then again... What if she's afraid of pain?
Tangled in his heart, he joked on his face, ”let it go. It's not disfigurement. Few people can see the wound on their shoulder.”
When the servant girl saw that she didn't care, the topic returned to the cook. Ah Yao was more and more frightened. ”Elder sister, aren't you kidding? Doesn't the cook only manage the kitchen...” how does it seem to shoulder the night duty of a housemaid?
”It depends on who it is. The cook invited by LV Zhai is impure...” wait, the Douding is only seven years old. She told her what to do. The servant girl was annoyed. She was regarded as her peers, but the seven-year-old should not understand. She quickly changed the topic, ”sesame flavor comes out, and the pancake is almost ready. You take the ginger soup first, and I'll mix the soup and come as soon as possible.”
A Yao remembers what the servant girl mentioned and makes good contact with her. Maybe she can get some useful news from her mouth: ”do you need my help? I can cut vegetables.”
”That's OK. Go and come back quickly.”
Carrying brown sugar and ginger soup back to the hall, the number of bowls was not enough as yesterday, so they had to take turns to drink. Ah Yao watched their children around the round table, the older girls scooped up a spoon to drink, the younger looked at the boys and older sister, and finally chose to learn from the older brother. He drank the bowl, and spit out his tongue as soon as he took the first sip, ”it's so spicy!”
”Is it really spicy?” Other children who haven't had a drink gathered around to ask questions.
The child's hand fanned and said, ”it's spicy, but it's delicious! Sweet! My mother's ginger soup is only spicy but not sweet! Sprinkle a scallion at most! ”
”Really, I want to drink too!”
The old lady quickly stopped: ”slow down, there are still many here. Don't worry about coming one by one.”
With the old lady in charge, the children don't have a big problem. A Yao had a plan in her heart and turned back to the kitchen to fight the servant girl.
What you have to do to mix soup is delicious. The secret script has only one word: fine.
The persimmon is on duty. Take a fist sized persimmon and slice it into thin slices. If the kitchen knife doesn't keep making a dull sound, the servant girl doesn't know that a Yao is still using a kitchen knife - the persimmon looks complete.
Draw a knife and wipe it. The persimmon slices are spread flat on the chopping board. It is a fast knife again. Cut them into filaments vertically and cut them into dices horizontally. Put the diced persimmons the size of soybeans in a bowl for standby, and cut the green vegetables into filaments for standby.
”The oil in the pot is boiling. Are the ingredients ready? You help watch the fire in the stove. Keep it down and don't let it go out. ” The servant girl shouted. Ah Yao handed the prepared diced persimmons and vegetables to the servant girl and squatted down to look at the hearth. The current heat is just right. She doesn't need to do anything more.
Watching the servant girl fry the diced persimmon, the slow fire forces out the juice of the persimmon. The diced persimmon in the red soup is boiling and almost melts in it. It is extremely thick. Hold the persimmon sauce, add the vegetable slices, and watch the color change of the vegetables. Pour the water into the pan quickly.
”Have you ever had mixed soup? It's very particular about mixing soup. It's slow. If it's fast, it will become a pimple in the face and it's not delicious. ” She took the dry flour and dropped a small spoon into the flour. The flour and water were mixed to form countless small flocs.
A Yao kept her eyes fixed. The servant girl's skillful hand did magic. She pulled the noodles and scattered them. Clouds and fog surrounded the soup pot, and the noodles floated and sank in it. At this time, she put in the egg liquid, and the egg flowers as thin as cicada wings floated on the water, then added persimmon sauce, coriander and salt, and finally added them.
A bowl of clear soup is ready, red soup, green vegetables, noodles, eggs, flowers, several colors gather in a bowl, the color is bright, and the sour and sweet persimmons make people move their fingers.