Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Fresh tender bamboo shoots are blanched and immediately immersed in cold water to remove the bitterness while still maintaining the crispness they deserve.

Of course, during this process, it is very important to control the heat. If you accidentally overcook the bamboo shoots, the tender bamboo shoots will immediately become limp, and you will lose your appetite just by looking at them.

The simply processed bamboo shoots can still stand upright when pinched with your hands, which means the blanching is just right.

Xiaoxiao gave herself a thumbs up, and then dragged out the bamboo mesh board that her elder brother had made from the kitchen.

This thing has no technical content. It just interlaces bamboo pieces to form a flat plate with gaps.

Xiaoxiao arranged the processed bamboo shoots in rows, then held the bamboo mesh board and stuffed it into the stove where the fire was left.

The distance between the bamboo mesh board and the flame was about a punch's distance, which was just enough to allow the bamboo shoots on top to be heated evenly without burning.

When the bamboo shoots shrank slightly, she pulled back the bamboo net and asked Rong Yan outside.

"Do you want it spicy?"

Rong Yan paused slightly: "It doesn't matter if it's a little."

Xiaoxiao asked again: "Do you eat garlic?"

Rong Yan didn't say anything. He was not squeamish. Really, he didn't eat garlic. That was the problem with garlic. It was too smelly.

So Xiaoxiao picked him a sweet and spicy sauce that she mixed herself. It was mainly fresh and sweet, with only a little bit of chili powder added. It was more of a garnish.

Rong Yan looked at the red pepper in the sauce, hesitated for a moment, and took a big bite under Xiaoxiao's doubtful eyes. He was stunned when he entered the mouth. The sauce was not spicy at all, and the bamboo shoots were extremely crispy when bitten. There is a hint of sweetness in the salty aroma, which is not easy to detect.

The stomach that had been tortured by these successive meals seemed to be saved. He quickly opened his mouth and bit down again.

Xiaoxiao held up her chin and watched him eat. After finishing one stick, she handed him another one, completely immersed in the joy of successful feeding.

Rong Yan, who was soaked in fine clothes and fine food, did not expect that he would be interested in such a rough food, and he did not expect that he would finish five or six sticks without knowing it.

After eating, he thought with a slight redness in his ears: "Food is the most important thing for the people." The ancients did not deceive me.

Regardless of status, from the emperor to the common people, "eating" is a major event in life.

He started to make plans in his head, but Xiaoxiao only felt that the young master had eaten too little.

When meeting such diners, she would usually do a self-examination first - is the food not delicious? Still not to your liking?

So she took out the bamboo shoots processed in another way from the stove: "How about you try a different flavor?"

Mrs. Song happened to hear this, and she poked her daughter's forehead with her fingertips angrily.

A few wild bamboo shoots were used as treasures, and they were used to entertain guests. Only her daughter could do this.

The young master looks good at his family situation. He has already given himself enough face by eating a few bites. Are you still here?

She smiled apologetically at Rong Yan: "I'm sorry for the poor hospitality, young master."

Rong Yan stood up and bowed: "Auntie, Miss Ning's cooking skills are very good. It's my fault to disturb you."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Auntie, just call me Ayan."

Mrs. Song was very fond of this good-looking and polite young man, but the family was really not that nice and she couldn't bring out anything suitable for entertaining others. After chatting for a few words and seeing him leave, she didn't try to stay.

Xiaoxiao was responsible for seeing off the guests - even though they lived next door, they still couldn't forget the etiquette. Their mother had always attached great importance to the tutoring of the brothers and sisters.

However, on the way to send it off, she couldn't help but mutter: "Actually, bamboo shoots roasted with their skins on have a unique flavor. The moment you peel off the shells, the aroma goes straight into your nostrils! If there are fat and thin pork belly, slice it into thin slices , roll up the bamboo shoots, then bake them with my secret sauce, the taste is amazing!"

Rong Yan: ...Why are you suddenly hungry again?

When this girl talks about food, she is just like Aunt Xiao, the royal chef, so vivid, so concrete, and so flavorful.

Thinking about it this way, her eyes seemed a bit familiar.

Xiaoxiao found that when she was talking, Rong Yan would look at her quietly, which made Xiaoxiao, who was always criticized for her nonsense and empty words, feel very satisfied and comfortable.

Accidentally, he started talking more: "I can make a lot of sauces, sweet, salty, spicy, sour, as long as you can think of it, I can make it!"

"I noticed that you don't like onions and garlic. Do you prefer salty or sweet food?"

Rong Yan's Adam's apple moved and he answered honestly: "Sweet."

Xiaoxiao felt that she was so cute. After imagining such a handsome young man holding a dessert and eating it, she suddenly became full of motivation!

But it was only for a moment, because in this era, sugar was a luxury item and her family could not afford it.

But she still said seriously: "I remember, I will make sweet sauce for you next time."

After saying that, he turned around and ran back to his home quickly.

When the guard received Rong Yan at the door, he happened to hear this sentence, and his expression was a little confused at that time.

When did the master become so familiar with the girl next door?

Hey, isn't this the girl who took their carrier pigeon?

Before he could straighten his mind, he heard Rong Yan ask quietly again: "What did you hunt?"

Yun Yi, who came back from trying his luck in the mountains with Zhao Hu, shook his head. Rong Yan didn't say anything, but the guard saw clear disgust in his eyes.

Yun Yi, who was also ranked among the imperial guards, felt aggrieved. Didn't he want to hide his strength?

But judging from the master’s intention, is he hoping that he will hunt the prey?

He asked tentatively: "What do you think I should hunt better?"

Rong Yan said calmly and naturally: "Wild boar."

He added: "The kind with pork belly."

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