Husband, Have Dinner

Having dinner at Mrs. Yue's home, the two families will let A Yao study with Ying Niang in the beginning of the next spring, and the hosts and guests will enjoy a banquet.

Ying's family will also offer sacrifices to their ancestors, and Mochizuki will leave soon after they stay here.

"The bird's nest and I are both duckweed and rootless people. There is nothing to worship. How about you?" Mochizuki led A Yao back, and she sighed softly, feeling endlessly melancholy.

A Yao squeezed Mochizuki's hand. Her home is in the lower reaches of the long river of time, but she is already standing in the upper reaches of time. Maybe her ancestors have not been born yet. Her parents are fine, the fragrance of Shangzhu is unlucky, she The more I think about it, the more I can't laugh or cry, holding Mochizuki's hand to act like a baby, "Neither do I, Master, there will be me and the bird's nest in the future. Today is the winter solstice, should I have a good meal?"

"You little cat, don't patronize and eat." Mochizuki knocked A Yao on the forehead. "After the beginning of the spring, you can read with Yingniang. If you don't read well, don't want to learn with me."

"Follow the order of the teacher!"

The two of them smiled and went to the vegetable market first. The mutton vendor saw Mochizuki greeted him, and took two pieces of mutton wrapped in mulberry paper from the back of the stall and handed them over.

On the way back, Mochizuki explained to Ayao, "...It's the meat stall we often buy. It's all old acquaintances. If you go early in the future, you can pay attention to his method of cutting meat and decaying beef. It is said that he is so immersed in the slaughter and cutting of the meat, day after day year after year, with perfect knife skills. Bird's nest is a child of Shubei, and it is used to eat mutton soup during the winter solstice, but Mrs. Yue and I made an appointment. It’s today, it’s too late for the mutton soup, but we can make mutton soup."

Shabu lamb!

"Okay!" Ayao remembered the taste of mutton-boiled, saliva burst out, swallowing desperately, and she felt hungry again not long after eating.

"Let's make red bean and glutinous rice again. How about you, what did you cook for the winter solstice in the past?"

"Tangyuan, red bean paste or sesame-filled glutinous rice balls. A bowl of glutinous rice **** for dinner is delicious." Ayao said. This is a tradition in their family. They are eaten during the winter solstice, the Chinese New Year, the Spring Festival, the 15th day of the first lunar month, and the Mid-Autumn Festival. For glutinous rice balls, eating is the meaning of reunion.

Mochizuki smiled, counted the dishes to be prepared tonight, returned home and shouted the bird's nest, "Anyone must help today, don't be lazy."

The three entered the kitchen. Mochizuki called both of them and assigned them tasks. Lamb-shabu is a major dish, but red bean glutinous rice and glutinous rice **** can be put later. The bird’s nest is older and is responsible for the preparation of the sauce. Yao is responsible for making the side dishes, but before that, she first teaches the two to recognize the meat.

Both portions of mutton were wrapped in mulberry paper, and a red letter was posted on it, and it was written on the upper brain of the goat, and the other portion was written on Keshabu.

When you open it, there are only a few pieces of the upper brain of the sheep, which add up to less than half a catty. A Yao pointed to the red paper and black words and asked, "The upper brain of the sheep is a sheep's brain? Doesn't it look like it."

The red meat and white fat have a natural pattern like marble. Just looking at it, you can feel that the meat is tender and plump.

Mochizuki picked up the mutton and showed it to Ayao and the bird's nest. "This is the meat on the neck of the black-headed white ram that has been castrated outside the Great Wall. It’s not a few two; the “Keshuu” written here refers to the buttocks, the front legs, and the long muscles of the hind legs. This is called cucumber strips. These places can be rinsed, and the others are not suitable for rinses. The place."

The buttocks of the lamb are interspersed with fat, and the ribs are all tender. The meat of the lamb’s front legs is like a pole, which is more lean than fat and less fat. There are also cucumber strips because they look like two connected cucumber strips. The color is light red. It is also necessary to remove the two diagonal fibers, and the rest is delicate lean meat.

These meats add up to more than a catty, and the weight is very small, and then put it in the pot...

Ayao looked at Mochizuki in a puzzled manner and asked her doubts. She saw Mochizuki and the bird’s nest secretly laughing at the same time. The bird’s nest pushed her aside and left the home game to her girl. "Yozhu, you wait and see. Don’t blink."

Mochizuki picked up the dagger, Ayao's eyes fell on her white and slender fingers. She removed the tendons of the lamb, cut it with a spatula, and carried the knife like flying!

There was no sound in the kitchen, but every time a knife flashed a cold light, Ayao did not blink her eyes. She sliced ​​more than a pound of meat into 80 or 90 slices, and finally took the lamb and spread it on the blue glass plate, as if Flowering, as thin as paper, each piece is even, fat and thin. Mochizuki then carved a chrysanthemum with radish. When he raised his hand, the radish flower settled firmly in the middle of the glass plate.

"What a nice view."

A Yao stared blankly.

"Well, I'll leave the rest to you, Yaozhu, don't froze, move quickly." Mochizuki clapped his hands.

A Yao is responsible for the side dishes-frozen tofu slices, water-fat vermicelli, Chinese cabbage head and sour cabbage, and finally the white-skinned garlic in a small dish. The sugar garlic and sour cabbage are pickled in the past and can be taken out ready-made.

When she finished, the bird's nest was still busy collecting seasonings. The small green, white, and red dishes were placed on the table, with a crock of sesame paste and braised shrimp sauce on the side. "Scallops, you just came here, I will fry some pepper oil, and you will help to make the sauce."

Mochizuki boiled the mushroom soup, made dried sea rice, glutinous rice and red beans are also soaked in water, and when the seasonings for the mutton-boiled bowl are ready, the glutinous rice can also be prepared.

Taking advantage of this time, she came to A Yao, most of the small bowls at the table were filled with sauce.

Chopped green onion, minced ginger, minced garlic, and leeks were served on a small dish. Seeing her having fun making the sauce, Mochizuki picked up a small bowl of sesame sauce and took a sip. "The sesame sauce is well-tuned, not thick or thin, and the taste is moderate. You add more soup to grind the tofu, and grind it into a paste. Small bird's nest loves this bite. The dipping sauce for the mutton is also exquisite. The soy sauce is naturally dried and the beans are full. It’s almost impossible; the vinegar is smoked vinegar from Qingxu, Shanxi; pepper oil is freshly fried, and there is also marinated shrimp oil, which is indispensable. It tastes fresh."

After returning in the afternoon, until the sunset, the three of them walked out of the kitchen.

The top of the round table is naturally a red copper shabu-shabu, with a layer of tin in the middle, lamb slices, frozen tofu, water-fat vermicelli, finely sliced ​​sauerkraut, and fresh and tender cabbage heads are successively served on the table. As soon as the small and small bowl of sauce was placed on it, the rest of the table was filled up instantly.

Mochizuki brought out the rice wine she brewed, patted the altar seal, and the sweet-scented osmanthus smelled pleasant. Both the small bird's nest and A Yao were given a small cup of wine.

"May we be years and years, and the days to come, the better!"

Mochizuki toasted, Ayao and the bird's nest wish together, the three cups touched together crisply, Ayao took a sip, sticking out her tongue, spicy!

"Saozhu, you can't drink enough, and your face flushes after you brush it. Look at the bird's nest, and you won't change your face after eating."

The white snow flies outside the house, and the smell inside the house is full of enthusiasm.

The year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, the first snow of this year means a good harvest next year, and in the capital city thousands of miles away, the emperor issued an edict after offering sacrifices to the sky, saying that "the world is floating and others are not guilty". The edict and news spread to Nanxun County. Pei Shuo smiled. After waiting so long, he finally came. To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.