Chapter 296 Kimchi
Since childhood, what Xia Mingyue has been most afraid of is physical exercise.
Even though her career as a chef required a certain amount of upper body strength, Xia Mingyue practiced it bit by bit in the kitchen and never engaged in any deliberate sports in her free time.
If she were allowed to practice Zha Ma Bu and practice boxing...
Xia Mingyue thought for a while, "Why don't I fry more vegetables every day? Or maybe I can think of making some pickles during these days. Dishes, snacks, etc.”
Zhuang Cui, "..."
Can this be the same?
But before Zhuang Cui could persuade him again, Yin Lingyou strode into the yard, nodding frequently as he walked, "I think it's okay, it's best to make something sour, delicious and appetizing."
He was seeing a doctor there during this period, and he ate all the free meals. It was a pleasure to eat.
But the more he ate, the more regretful he felt.
I regret that my appetite is not big enough and I don’t eat enough every day.
Unfortunately, his digestion capacity is limited, and the various foods he stuffs into his stomach every day take too long, delaying his next meal.
Have something sour and appetizing, which is most suitable for relieving greasiness and aiding digestion!
Xia Mingyue saw Yin Lingyou and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "But I haven't seen Dr. Yin for a while. I heard from Brother Mao that Dr. Yin went out for medical treatment and it will take a long time to come back."< br>
“I did go and see it. "I'm a patient." Yin Lingyou sighed and said, "I stayed there for many days and was so busy that I hit the back of my head with my feet. This owner is not a wealthy person. I haven’t eaten well these days.”
When Yin Ling said these words, he sighed long and short, and his face was wrinkled into a bun, as if he was heartbroken.
Xia Mingyue and others looked at Yin Lingyou, who was visibly fatter, and didn't know what to say.
After talking for a while, Yin Lingyou returned home.
Mao Sanli was drying some medicinal materials. When he saw his master coming back, he greeted him happily, "Master is back!"
"I haven't been at home these days. Is everything okay?" Yin Lingyou sat down and took a sip of the tea served by Mao Sanli.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine." Mao Sanli responded with a smile, but frowned after a moment, "The only thing is that Master has been away for ten days, and Madam Xia has made new Qingtuan... ”
The weather is getting hotter, so this green dumpling is freshly steamed and has a limited storage time.
The green dumplings at this time have probably gone bad and can no longer be eaten.
"It doesn't matter." Yin Lingyou was happy because he got a huge amount of medical money. He also liked his apprentice a lot, "If it's broken, it's broken. The weather is hot, it's inevitable."
Seeing his master being so kind, Mao Sanli was stunned for a moment, and then he swallowed the words "I couldn't help but eat them all" that had almost slipped from the tip of his tongue.
After all, most of the time, you can't be too serious, right?
Moreover, he relied on his super high willpower to remain unmoved by the delicious green dumplings and kept the green dumplings for three full days.
But he never waited for Yin Lingyou's return.
Considering that the green dumplings would deteriorate in three days and that such delicious food should not be wasted, Mao Sanli finally decided to put all the green dumplings into his mouth.
Diligence and thrift are virtues, and he did nothing wrong, right?
Mao Sanli felt that there was no need to reveal the true nature of this beautiful misunderstanding, so he nodded seriously, "Yes, Master." "Yes, you have something to do tomorrow." Yin Lingyou took the banknote in his arms. He came out and handed it to Mao Sanli, "Go and cash in some money tomorrow. Except for the food expenses for the next door, the rest can be Mao Sanli was stunned when he saw the banknote in his hand that read "Two Thousand Liang" written on it every day after buying some food from Buyunlou. Where did you get so much money?”
“The medical fee for this visit,” Yin Lingyou said, stroking his beard.
Consultation fee?
Who can be so generous and give them two thousand taels of silver in one go?
After thinking for a long time, Mao Sanli's expression became serious, "Master, you teach me all the time, and I want to say something to you today."
" What are you talking about?”
“I’m looking forward to Master. If we can earn more medical fees, our life will be more comfortable, but Master absolutely cannot ask for a price for me, let alone destroy his conscience and rob his family for the sake of medical fees.”
Yin Lingyou! , "..."
Many times, I really want to pry open my own head and see what kind of mush is inside his brain.
Looking at this situation, there must be at least two bowls of paste in your mind. It would be impossible to say such a thing if you had any less!
Xia Mingyue took a break from her busy schedule these days and began to make the refreshing and appetizing meal she had planned for that day.
Wash the white radish and carrots, drain the water and cut them into finger-thick strips. Sprinkle them with salt, pick them up and marinate them for a day and night.
The fresh chili peppers picked in the spring are pickled with salt for two hours, and the previously pickled radish strips are spread over the entire jar in the form of a layer of radish strips and a layer of chili peppers. Put a seasoning bag made of star anise, ginger slices, and Sichuan peppercorns in the center of the jar, and finally pour in white wine, water, rock sugar, and a certain amount of alkali.
Cover the lid and seal the mouth of the jar. Xia Mingyue places the jar in a cool and ventilated place, waiting for the delicious food to ferment and mature.
After doing this, Wu Xiong arrived home.
Come and send mugwort.
The fresh mugwort is cut into short pieces, and it is obvious that the top shoots are deliberately selected.
"Why did Brother Wu think of sending so much mugwort?" Jiang Zhuguo looked at the two large baskets full of young mugwort leaves placed on the small car and was a little surprised.
"Didn't you come to my house looking for mugwort last time?" Wu Xiong scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "There weren't many mugwort at home at that time, and there were few buds growing there, so I didn't give you much. I later found out that there was a lot of mugwort in the house. It's a field full of mugwort. I went to cut a few baskets of mugwort. Do you think it's enough? "
Seeing Wu Xiong being so sincere, Jiang Zhuguo pursed his lips and smiled, "The last time was actually to make some green dumplings to eat."
"That's just right, there are so many this time. Wormwood is enough for you and Madam Xia to form a youth group," Wu Xiong said with a naive smile.
“It’s enough to join the Youth League.” Jiang Zhuguo nodded with a smile.
The quantity of green dumplings made before was limited, and Jiang Zhuguo didn’t eat much, but she liked the taste of green dumplings very much. This time, so much mugwort was enough for her to enjoy, and Jiang Zhuguo was also very happy. .
Seeing Jiang Zhuguo smiling crookedly as he looked at the baskets of mugwort, Wu Xiong realized that the gift was timely and smiled even more heartily.
Mao Sanli just wanted to ask what kind of meal he would eat at noon. He wanted to see what kind of dishes he should order when he went to Buyunlou, so he came to this yard. When he saw a cart of mugwort, his eyes were filled with excitement. It's a bright light.
"Ms. Jiang, with so much mugwort, are we going to make a Youth League again?"