Chapter 324 Bean Ginseng
Jiang Feng seemed to understand why Pei Shenghua liked to be a matchmaker so much.
It’s happier to be a matchmaker for others than to get married yourself!
Although he has never been married.
There has never been any successful matchmaking.
But that didn't stop him from feeling happy.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath happily. Sure enough, the air smells different when people are happy. Hey, wait, why does this air smell a little burnt?
"No, your porridge!" Jiang Feng was shocked.
"No, it's my porridge!" Fang Zhuoyue quickly made amends, but it was already too late.
Dad Fang will relive the feeling of burnt porridge today at noon.
By the time Jiang Feng brought the hand and hibiscus egg custard to the emergency room, Jiang Zaide had already finished the infusion and was sitting on a small chair in the emergency room waiting for the test results.
Since the casserole used to cook the eight-treasure porridge is relatively large, Jiang Feng planned to bring it over in two trips, first bringing two portions of Chao Shou and hibiscus egg custard, and then returning to serve the eight-treasure porridge.
When Jiang Zaide saw his lunch, he felt a little sad.
In this cold hospital, only this meat-filled hand can bring him a glimmer of warmth.
Jiang Shoucheng looked at his lunch with sadness in his heart.
He had heard from Lao Sun this morning that his younger brother had come here to cook for him and prepare spicy dishes, but now the boiled fish, boiled meat slices, boiled beef, and spicy chicken are all gone. I can only order takeout of braised pork, braised fish, braised pork trotters, and braised mutton to maintain my life like this.
Even if he doesn’t have a share in copying the hand, he doesn’t even have a share in the hibiscus and egg custard.
Jiang Shoucheng sadly swallowed the braised mutton in his mouth.
The mutton in this restaurant is not delicious, it’s so bad, I won’t order it again next time!
Jiang Zaide picked up a large piece and swallowed it in one gulp.
Jiang Feng was just a beginner in copying hands and wasn't very good at it, so Jiang Zaide didn't have any great feelings about it, just average.
After three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls of a bowl of pure meat, Jiang Zaide drank the chicken soup in the bowl and started to look at the hibiscus and egg custard.
When no one is competing with him for food, Jiang Zaide likes to save the best food for last.
When a piece of custard entered his mouth, Jiang Zaide's eyes lit up.
My little brother’s cooking skills have improved again!
The egg custard is smooth, tender and fragrant. It seems to melt on the tip of the tongue as soon as you enter it. It slides down your throat without swallowing.
Jiang Zaide remembered that when he was very young, before Jiang Feng was born, Grandma Jiang was sick and wanted to eat custard instead of eating anything. The old man made custard for her for several days in a row.
At that time, Jiang Zaide was learning cooking from an old man in the countryside, and he also ate egg custard for several days. It’s this feeling, it’s this smooth texture, it’s this touch that seems to melt on the tip of the tongue. Although it’s not as good as the taste when I was a kid, this delicious feeling is exactly the same.
After eating a large bowl of egg custard, Jiang Zaide felt that his hardships these days were not in vain.
His efforts were not in vain!
The younger brother is indeed the leader in cooking among the younger members of the Jiang family. He must buy the house above the younger brother’s house. No, buy the one right across the street!
Buy the house with full payment, no, take a loan, and try to pay off the mortgage within 10 years. After all, your life is important.
Jiang Zaide wiped his mouth and saw Jiang Feng walking towards him carrying a large casserole of eight-treasure porridge.
"Brother De, how are you feeling now?" Jiang Feng asked, putting down the eight-treasure porridge.
"Very good." Jiang Zaide licked his lower lip and said that if he could get a serving of Sixi Meatballs now, he would be discharged from the hospital immediately.
"Brother De, please wait a moment. I'll get it for you..." Jiang Feng was just about to say I'll get you a bowl when he saw the one next to Jiang Zaide that was originally a copycat, but was now as smooth as new. He borrowed it from the orthopedic canteen. bowl.
"You go ahead and scoop some rice-treasure porridge for yourself. I'll get the bowl." Jiang Feng immediately changed his tune.
Jiang Shoucheng immediately became energetic when he heard that Jiang Feng was cooking eight-treasure porridge. He didn't care about the braised pork, braised fish, braised pig's trotters and braised mutton in front of him, and went to the lounge with Jiang Feng.
Since the small supermarket near Renyi offers bowls of instant noodles on discount every day, the most indispensable thing in the emergency room is bowls. Jiang Feng often goes to the emergency room these days, and there is a bowl for him in the room.
Lao Xu and Lao Sun were gathering in the lounge to make instant noodles.
The discounted packaged instant noodles that they bought for cheap a few days ago and were about to expire have been testing the expiration limit. The two of them have been eating instant noodles every day recently and are determined to finish more than a dozen bags of instant noodles within the shelf life.
Today, Lao Sun had the pickled pepper beef flavor, and Lao Xu had the Laotan pickled cabbage flavor.
When Jiang Feng opened the door, the smell of instant noodles hit his face.
"Hey, Xiao Jiang is here. I haven't seen you for a while." Old Xu stood up quickly when he saw Jiang Feng coming, "I was resting when you came a few days ago, and the Gaoyou mail my mother sent me was salty. The duck eggs have arrived. I brought them here today. I’ll get them for you.”
As Lao Xu said this, he went to the cabinet to get Jiang Feng salted duck eggs. There were about 50 salted duck eggs in a large bag, which was quite heavy to lift.
"Why do you eat instant noodles?" Jiang Feng said.
"The instant noodles I stocked up some time ago are about to expire. If you don't eat them, it will be wasted." Lao Xu said, picking up the bowl and eating instant noodles.
"Then we can't just eat instant noodles. I made eight-treasure porridge and left it outside. You guys can go over and have two bowls too!" Jiang Feng invited.
Lao Xu and Lao Sun hesitated between wasting instant noodles and drinking eight-treasure porridge before making a decision in less than three seconds. They picked up a new bowl from the cabinet and went to wash it.
"Brother, the salted duck eggs from Lao Xu's house are really delicious! We ate them two days ago. The yolks are oily. When you poke them with chopsticks, the oil will flow down your hand. Not to mention how fragrant it is, it's just that the egg whites are salty. "Come on, I'll have a salted duck egg and three bowls of white porridge," Jiang Shoucheng said, and he and Jiang Feng went out to scoop porridge, so they met Lao Zhou who was coming back with fried onions.
"Dr. Zhou, I cooked some eight-treasure porridge, do you want to drink it together?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Ah? Thank you." Lao Zhou was still as reserved as ever.
Dr. Zhou went into the lounge to put down the takeout and get a bowl. When he came out, he seemed to remember something. He walked up to Jiang Feng and asked, "By the way, Xiao Jiang, I feel embarrassed to have eaten a lot of your food these days. It just so happened that my grandpa sent me some soybean ginseng that he made by himself yesterday. I’ll bring you two bags tomorrow.”
"Bean ginseng?" Jiang Feng was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Duchang bean ginseng?!"
"You know?" Lao Zhou was shocked, "My grandpa is from Duchang. My grandpa's family makes bean ginseng every year. The ones they make are pretty good. If you like it, I will bring you more."< br>
"Thank you very much." Jiang Feng said.
A few years ago, when Duxiu Chen went on a business trip, he brought back Duchang bean ginseng, and Chen Xiuxiu used it to make hot pot. The taste is very unique. Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu have always remembered it. Later, Chen Duxiu made a special trip to buy soybean ginseng at the strong request of Chen Xiuxiu. The texture and taste were not as good as the first time he bought it.
Sure enough, they planted flowers intentionally but failed to plant willows to create shade. Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu had been thinking for so long that Duchang bean ginseng could not be purchased well. Jiang Feng had almost forgotten about it and actually delivered the bean ginseng to his door.
What to do with soybean ginseng?
How about making hot pot?
Jiang Feng decided to have hotpot tomorrow night. I haven’t eaten authentic Duchang bean ginseng for many years, Ziliu. (-へ-、)
(End of chapter)