Husband, Have Dinner

After a while, A Yao couldn't recover from surprise.

Mo Xingle rubbed his chin, took out a mirror from his sleeve, and took a self-pity look at himself in the mirror. No problem. "Or the handsome and suave me, what are you surprised? I didn't see it, my mouth was still open. It's quite big, maybe you can stuff it with soil eggs?"

A Yao recovered from the chaos in the wind.

When I first saw him, his eyebrows were nine-ringed and broad-sworded eyebrows, growing wild and unrestrained. The impression of his appearance was all taken away by the pair of thick black eyebrows. Don't use the iron whip, look fierce and evil, anyone who wants to start has to weigh whether he can do a few tricks under his hands.

When we meet again, the eyebrows are lying silkworm eyebrows that put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. They are neatly trimmed, and the eyes are flying. He is jokes, his eyes are smart and humorous with a smile. It doesn't seem to be obvious. It probably means putting on the right clothes, removing the iron whip and wearing the waistband hanging jade pendant. The brash temperament of robbing the civilian clothes finally disappears. Walking on the road, others will only think that this is the son of a wealthy man. Son.

It's really not her pot, but Mo Xingle has changed too much. This gap is going to kill whales every minute.

"It turns out that Big Brother Mo, you are also in the capital. I went to make bridge rice noodles first. Please wait a moment." A Yao said, without recounting, there are still eight people coming with Mo Xingle. You can’t let the guests starve and watch them reminiscence. Besides, A Yao couldn't think of anything to say besides thanking him.

She went back as soon as she went, and took out the bridge rice noodles from inside.

As soon as the owner thought about gossiping about the matter between their Lord Mo and the little cook, he smelled a strong chicken smell, which is different from sesame oil chicken soup. The latter is the overbearing fragrance of sesame oil, and the former is stewed chicken. From the taste alone, you can imagine how delicious the stew is. The chicken has a strong flavor and tender meat. Maybe the meat and bones will separate after a little pull, and the soup and chicken fat will come out.

After crossing the bridge rice money, Ayao finished talking about how to eat the rice noodles. He didn’t have time to try something new, and asked, “What is going on in the kitchen?”

A Yao "It's a steamer chicken. I chose a little hen who has just laid eggs. It's about such a big steamer. Would you like a portion?"

She gestured to the size of a hen and the size of a steam pot. She bluntly stated that a steam pot chicken can be eaten by 23 people.

"Then let's try a steam pot chicken first."

Mo Xingle interrupted, "Bring me one alone, I won't **** it from you."

Ayao confirmed with them that when she returned to the kitchen, she took another order. Three bowls of steamed chicken were brought out one after another. The moment the lid was lifted, the old diners, the main book and Mo Xingle's eyes lit up, and they picked up the chopsticks one after another. Add it up, don't dislike it hot, savor carefully.

The eight commentaries brought by the main book saw that they were intoxicated, and they stretched out their chopsticks one after another. After eating, their eyes became rounded, and they took a spoonful to taste. After thinking about it, they dipped the tofu skin into the chicken. Eat it on the juice, "A good time..."

Looking at the main book, the eight commentators exchanged glances, and one of them quickly divided, and the last few chopsticks were still in a fight.

"you!"

The master book jumped anxiously, but turned his head to find that Mo Xingle had brought his steam pot chicken and bridge rice noodles to the next table to eat alone. "One more steam pot chicken!"

"Sorry, other customers ordered steam pot chicken one after another while you were eating. I tried the dishes today and didn't prepare too much. The steam pot chicken is almost gone." A Yao probed said, "We will also serve steam pot chicken tomorrow."

Steam pot chicken, it is precisely A Yao's cooking skills that have successfully captured the appetite and pocketbook of the officials of Dali Temple.

The cold wind is violent and the snow is flying.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, but Sun Niang's foot shop is full of enthusiasm.

Ayao watched the cold weather, saw the supply of the young hens, and the portion of the steam boiler chicken also had to fall, and simply launched the pork belly chicken pot.

Most people in Beijing think that “pork meat is cheap” and the price is extremely low. A Yao sees every day at the dinner table of later generations, especially the little black pigs like Fengzhuang and Zhu 2018. The price is a bit more expensive than ordinary pork. She came to Beijing. In the future, you can buy it without a meal, and it will not be burdensome to eat.

Pork belly-wrapped chicken is much more complicated to make than steam-boiled chicken. The viscera of light chicken is removed, and the scallions, ginger, pepper, codonopsis, polygonatum, red dates, and Beiqi are filled with medicinal materials, which are stuffed into the raw pork belly with water weeds. Tie two ends into a casserole and boil it with water. After about an hour, the pork belly wraps the chicken and it is cooked. Pick up the pork belly, chop the chicken, chop the pork belly into strips, and boil in the casserole for a while. Add salt and it's done.

The key to cooking this dish lies in the handling of the pork belly. If it is not handled well, it will have a bad smell. So A Yao drew water from a high place early in the morning, first scrubbed it, scrubbed it twice with white vinegar, rinsed it clean and used it again. The starch is rubbed and washed quickly.

However, the preparation in the early stage is hard, but the later stage is much easier. After the pieces are cut, they are divided according to the number of guests. A casserole of pork belly chicken can feed 34 people. 68 people eat it.

According to the customer's request, additional hot vegetables and meat dishes can be put into the pork belly chicken.

Take a sip of pepper pork belly chicken soup, which is hot from head to toe. Pepper is warm and sweaty, so it is most suitable to eat on snowy days.

The diners made an appointment with their friends and chatted while eating. They were not afraid of the cold soup. The hot soup should be continued.

"What happened in the capital recently?"

"The tabloid said that the southeast navy's fishing for auspiciousness is not counted."

"Hey, I know this too. They also found a chain of islands, saying they are full of spices. Is there anything else?"

The blizzard outside was getting bigger and bigger, and there were no new customers in the foot shop, so A Yao simply went out of the kitchen and followed the gossip of the diners.

She glanced at the counter, the lady boss was not there.

The diners continued to say "Well, then did you know that Pei Shuo raised a snake after playing with a leopard?"

"His, snake..."

"I heard that it was the snake that killed the leopard and he raised it. I have heard another version. It was said that the snake swallowed the leopard. He felt that the snake was better than the leopard, so he raised the snake."

Pei Shuo?

When Ayao heard this familiar name, she only felt that they were talking about people with the same name and surname. She was as beautiful as Pei Shuo. She couldn't imagine the appearance of a snake on his hand or shoulder. He should have become Zuo Lian. Huang You Qingcang, a young man with horseshoes proud in the spring breeze.

She listened for a while, and was not interested in hearing the diners say "it is said".

The snow stopped in the next few days. In the warm sun for several days, the people gradually swept away the snow from their homes and roads to prevent pedestrians from slipping by.

Ayao was also sweeping the snow at the store door. There was a chaotic sound of horseshoes from far to near, and she quickly stepped back, wondering if the capital is not allowed to let people ride horses, is there an emergency military situation?

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and passing in front of her.

The young man who drove by was the Pei Shuo mentioned by the diners a few days ago. What is even more interesting is that he has a snake in his left hand, extending from his arm to his shoulder.

A Yao realized that the Pei Shuo she knew had become the teenager in her memory.

He seemed to notice that someone was watching him, and he swept away with a sharp gaze.

The eyes are facing each other.

Pei Shuo suddenly turned his face in a hurry, and no one saw his ears gradually reddening.