Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

When Jiang Shuyao came to the kitchen, the cook was preparing to chop beef with bean leaves to make soup.

In the dynasty where the slaughter of cattle was banned, beef was a luxury item, and it was not worthwhile to make meat soup.

Jiang Shuyao stopped the cook. Daoming himself wanted to cook dinner for Mrs. Xiangyang.

When the kitchen ladies heard the words, they took their hands in trepidation, and stepped aside, seeing Jiang Shuyao with full eyesight.

They are old people in the palace. They know that the young lady and his wife have been at odds since they were young, and they quarreled from time to time. Now that Jiang Shuyao personally cooks for his wife, they both feel a little emotional.

After marrying someone, he is sensible after all. I don't know what life I spent in Xie Guogong's mansion. Cooking looks quite neat.

Jiang Shuyao took the beef under several relieved gazes, and now cut it into thin slices. Compared with the thin slices made by the flaker, she prefers the thicker beef slices. After the simmering, it is slightly chewy and will not go bad for a long time. The soft and tender taste of the fat cow itself is retained.

The key to fat beef in sour soup is sour soup, which is spicy in the sour, and the soup is rich and fragrant, but one is the lack of wild pepper, and the unique hot and sour taste is replaced with cornel oil, and the other is Lin’s poor appetite and If you are pregnant, it is best to avoid irritating spicy foods, so she only uses pickled **** and garlic to provide the spicy flavor in the sour soup.

In order to ensure the fresh aroma of the sour soup, the oil is full of umami chicken fat. After burning, add soaked **** and garlic to the pot. After sauteing, scoop into the broth, filter the residue, put seasonings and appropriate amount of carved wine, and the soup gradually becomes rich Nowadays, add beef slices, boil it for a while, and pour it into a bowl covered with bean sprouts after selecting the head. The thick and sour soup beef is ready.

Different from the general sour taste, the sourness of the beef sour soup is a bit less irritating, and a bit more rich and long-lasting fragrance. Just after a few sniffs, it feels that the roots of the tongue begin to drool.

When the maids put the sour soup fat cow in front of Lin, even if she had a poor appetite and loss of appetite these days, she couldn't help but secrete some saliva at this moment.

Not only is the taste attractive, the beef in sour soup is also very good. The golden yellow soup base looks very thick, like a large paste floating on the surface, and the light brown beef flakes are piled in the golden soup. Even the milky white fat part looks very delicious.

Jiang Shuyao sat down opposite Lin's, and ordered the maid to take a spoon and said, "Mother, it's best to use a spoon to eat sour soup and beef."

After that, Lin scooped a spoonful on the rice. The white rice was topped with golden soup, the color was attractive and the sour fragrance was tangy.

Looking at this scene, Lin suddenly remembered the last moment when he had a big appetite, and took the spoonful of white rice covered with soup and put it in his mouth.

At the entrance of the sour soup, the strong sour scent spread to the root of the tongue, and it activated the taste buds that had been silent for a long time. The acid was full of freshness. From the root of the tongue to the throat, the warm soup awakened the stomach. I feel so hungry and empty.

The steamed white rice is fluffy, fragrant and soft, and the pieces are full. It tastes with a slightly sweet rice scent. With the delicious sour soup, the taste is wonderful.

Although the fat cow is chewy but not old, it is extremely soft and tender, the soup tastes good, and the mouth is fragrant when chewing, the fat cow is removed by the sour soup, leaving only the very fresh meat fragrance, even the fat meat is refreshing.

This dish is really appetizing but not irritating. Lin's body gradually warmed up after two mouthfuls. He drank a few more sips of soup to feel the salty taste after the sourness dissipated in his mouth.

The beef with sour soup is really good for serving. The small bowl in front of Lin slowly slowed down after half of the bowl.

The soup is enough, the fat is enjoyable, and the silver buds at the bottom of the bowl are left. Xu's sour soup slowly eats the silver buds. It is crisp and refreshing, with a slightly sweet aftertaste, and it is very suitable with the rich soup.

Jiang Shuyao watched Lin's meal next to him, and his heart was relieved a lot. If Lin could keep eating well, then she wouldn't have to worry so much.

Thinking of this, she thought about some sour, salty and delicious dishes, picked out a few high-nutritional dishes, and kept them in her heart. After the meal, she wrote down the recipes one by one and carefully taught the cook's dishes.

However, the next day did not use Jiang Shuyao's thoughtful recipe, Lin ordered to eat beef with sour soup.

This time she was not so particular about eating. She poured the white rice directly into the beef with sour soup, and started to eat.

How to eat rice with sour soup. The rice is soaked in the soup, and the individual pieces are separated. The thick and fragrant soup will soak the rice into the flavor. The soak is soft and large, but it retains the springy taste of the rice itself. , It tastes like another flavor.

Lin ate in small mouthfuls, and stopped eating until the whole body sweated slightly, but still drank the soup.

Jiang Shuyao was a little helpless, and thought of a few similar recipes. She was a mistake, and she guessed Lin's taste during pregnancy for the first time.

She didn't expect Lin to love this dish so much. The next day for lunch and dinner, she would still eat beef with sour soup.

Jiang Shuyao was both happy and worried. He was looking for what to do tomorrow if the beef was gone. Someone told his uncle that he had come.

She rubbed her chin and looked at the sky.

The sky was tinged with a bleak blue-gray color, and lanterns were already lit in the mansion.

Xie Xun didn't actually come to look for her. He read a book in the study after dinner, but he felt that the courtyard was too quiet, and he simply turned off the lights and went for a walk in the courtyard.

After walking a few steps, I began to dislike the empty yard, and went straight out of the Tingzhuyuan. It was just after dinner, the house was quiet everywhere, so I went out to the street to get busy.

Before night fell, the teahouse and wine shop had just hung the lanterns, and the street vendors arrived at the stalls. The tourists were still at home, and the quiet and busyness before the bustling seemed lonely.

Xie Xun walked around the long street, walked through the downtown, stepped on the curved bridge... Finally, he swayed to the entrance of the Xiangyang Bofu, still holding two oil paper bags in his hand.

It was not deliberately bought, just standing in front of the small stall, he suddenly remembered Jiang Shuyao saying that he hadn't eaten candied haws in a long time, so he thought, then she should haven't eaten street snacks in a long time, so she took out the copper plate in a mysterious manner. Bought two packs.

It wasn't until this moment that he arrived at the gate of Xiangyang Bo's Mansion that he suddenly recovered.

Looking at the oil paper bag in his hand, he suspected that he had been upper body by a ghost, why he was acting so inexplicably.

As soon as he was about to leave, he heard a loud "Uncle!", so scared that he was so shocked that the oil paper bag almost fell to the ground.

The subordinates of Xiangyang Bofu met Xie Xun when he returned home, and he remembered his appearance within a few glances. It is true that there are too few handsome princes in the capital. Seeing him standing at the gate of the mansion today, they recognized him at a glance.

With loud shouts after another, Xie Xun did not leave or stay. Seeing that his legs ran in quickly to inform Jiang Shuyao, he hurriedly put oil paper into his sleeves.

It was very uncomfortable for the oil paper to be hidden in the sleeve. Xie Xun felt that the oil paper seemed to be stuck to his arm through several layers of sleeves. The warmth was all proof that he was confused.

Jiang Shuyao thought that Xie Xun had something to do and hurried out, but saw him standing at the gate, staring down there in a daze, walked a few steps closer, and yanked back his soul: "What's the matter with you?"

Xie Xun regained his senses. He was embarrassed to hear her question, and explained: "I just happened to pass by."

"Coincidentally passing by?" Jiang Shuyao raised his final tone.

Xie Xun nodded: "I thought the mansion was bored, so I went out for a walk. I walked around from the East Street side. Then I got here. I was recognized by the concierge and stopped. I probably misunderstood that I had something to do with you. Speak out, they just rushed in to find you."

Jiang Shuyao didn't understand the topography of the capital. Hearing this, he just looked at him dumbfounded.

Xie Xun thought she didn't believe it, and quickly took out the oil-paper bag she had just hidden as proof: "I bought two packets of snacks when I got there."

Jiang Shuyao's attention was attracted, and he looked at the oil paper bag in his hand curiously: "What is this?"

Xie Xun took apart the oiled paper, revealing a black glutinous rice cake with white fillings on the outer layer, and a white flour cake with a yellowish edge exposed.

"This is a sand cake, this is a face coat." He introduced.

"It's quite novel." Jiang Shuyao silently guessed how to make pastries while observing.

"She" used to wander on the street when she had nothing to do. It is so strange that she has never eaten these pastries.

But Xie Xun was relieved when she said this, and handed the oil paper to her: "Do you want to taste it?"

One of the two didn't think about inviting her husband into the mansion again, and the other didn't think that it would be inappropriate to let his wife stand in front of the mansion gate to eat cakes, so one held it and the other stretched his chin to eat.

The sand cake should be steamed with glutinous flour, with sesame seeds and sugar crumbs in it, the taste is soft and waxy, the outer layer is sticky, the interlayer is slightly sweet, and it has a glutinous heavenly fragrance when chewed.

"This tastes good." She nodded and commented.

The corners of Xie Xun's mouth curled up and asked her to taste another one. Jiang Shuyao unceremoniously agreed.

The batter has a slightly greasy taste than the sweet powder cake.

The noodles in sugar water are deep-fried in a frying pan, and then they become cakes. This is the batter.

The noodles have a unique fragrance after being fried. The sweetness is not too heavy, and it is not too greasy. The sweet noodles meet the oily fragrance and are slightly crispy, which is quite suitable to relieve gluttons.

"This is not bad too." After the deep-fried noodles were swallowed, the faint sweet fragrance in the mouth was the most wonderful.

Xie Xun's nervousness finally dissipated when he heard the words, and he handed her two oil paper bags and said, "Then you take them back and eat them."

Jiang Shuyao didn't take it, but looked at him suspiciously, "How about you?"

Xie Xun avoided her gaze: "I'll buy it again on the way back to the mansion, cough, what? If that's the case, I'll go first." After speaking, she wrapped the oil paper in her hand and fled in a big stride.

Jiang Shuyao looked at his back and muttered: "The preface doesn't include the second sentence. Didn't you say that you made a detour? Are you going to go around again?"

She put a bite of powder cake into her mouth, squinted happily, and sighed: "But what's the matter with me, it's not me who wandered around."

She patted the sugar crumbs falling on the edge of the oil paper, and turned to the house mercilessly. ,,