Chapter 365 Pickle Awards
After almost half an hour, the five of them sorted the pickles and various sauces that Ji Yue had brought all the way, as well as a small amount of homemade dried fruits and vegetables, into neat categories. Arrange them neatly on the coffee table or the floor.
Jiang Feng held a small bottle that once contained garlic sauce and now contained applesauce. He opened it and looked at the applesauce that was chopped into fine pieces and looked similar in color to Tremella lotus seed soup. He praised: "Ji Yue, Your mother’s jams look good!”
"My mother has been making jam for many years. I remember she started making it when I was in elementary school. If you like it, you can get two more jars. Asue and I will not be able to finish the jam until next year." Ji Yue pointed to the jars of chopped peppers on the coffee table, "These Chopped peppers, pickled peppers, and chili oil. If your Qiqi likes to take two more cans, you can take them as you like. I think the pickles made by Shanghai Qing and Xue Lihong are just average, but this kind of Chinese cabbage. The pickled ones are especially delicious! ”
Ji Yue is like a shopping guide at the cosmetics counter on the first floor of a shopping mall, constantly recommending her own products and enthusiastically asking passers-by if they want free eyebrow trimming and light makeup.
"Isn't pickles made from Chinese cabbage just kimchi?" Jiang Feng grew up eating pickles made by Comrade Wang Xiulian himself, and he has a strong say in the field of pickles.
"It's not kimchi, kimchi is the same as spicy cabbage. The one I have is...how to say, it's the kind used for stir-frying. A whole cabbage is pickled in a jar. My mother has cut it. I specially brought 5 cans of these pickles this time. Jiang Feng took 3 cans and returned them to your parents. Your grandpa and uncle also share some of the others. You can eat them slowly, but you have to finish them as soon as possible. This kind of pickles can’t be kept in the jar since they are usually made in winter. The temperature is more suitable, but my mother can cook it all year round," Ji Yue warned.
"Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables are particularly delicious when stir-fried with pickles. If there are no bamboo shoots, you can stir-fry with lard residue. Even if you stir-fry pickles with pickles without adding anything, they will be especially delicious. This is my mother’s pickle. It's so well made, nothing sold outside can compare with this." Ji Yue began to praise the pickles made by her mother, as if the countless words "not recommended for consumption" were not her own.
"Gu..." As she spoke, Ji Yue's stomach growled.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Is it so delicious?
"Did you eat on the train?" Jiang Feng asked.
He now suspected that Ji Yue had forgotten to prepare food before getting on the train and hadn't eaten since she got on the train because she was short of money and thought the lunch boxes were expensive. That's why she protested like she did now when she mentioned her stomach.
"How is that possible? Of course I ate it." Ji Yue said with a stiff mouth.
"What did you eat?" Wu Minqi asked.
Ji Yue: "...the eggs my mother cooked and stuffed in my bag yesterday morning and the original Alpine lollipop I grabbed from my brother two days ago."
Everyone:...
Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi both looked at Zhang Guanghang, their eyes filled with the thought that your girlfriend is so confused. When you picked her up, you didn't even think of taking her to have a meal first.
But looking at the things Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang carried, Jiang Feng understood a little more. People wouldn't feel hungry when they were wrapped in various pickles and jams.
"There seems to be a bag of noodles in the kitchen. Ah Yue, I'll go make you a bowl of noodles." Ji Xue stood up.
Ji Yue solemnly stretched out two fingers: "Two bowls."
Ji Yue said, for a weak woman like me who only ate 1 egg and 1 original lollipop in more than 20 hours, weighing 99.6 pounds and is about to break 100, eating two bowls of noodles at night is not too much, right?
Ji Yue felt a little sad when she thought about how much she weighed after taking off her shoes before leaving. She has been eating pickles every day since returning home. When she eats with pickles, she always has an appetite and eats an extra bowl of rice. She regains the weight she had lost some time ago.
"Do you want to eat?" Ji Xue asked.
Everyone sat here smelling the smell of various pickles for half an hour. Jiang Feng actually felt a little hungry after being asked by Ji Xue, so he said: "Then help me cook a bowl, thank you." .”
"I want a bowl too." Wu Minqi agreed.
"Trouble." Zhang Guanghang said.
"I don't know if one bag of dried noodles is enough to cook 6 bowls. I remember there is a small half bag of egg noodles in the cabinet. Do any of you want to eat this?" Ji Xue said that she also wanted to have a bowl.
Everyone said it was okay.
"Let me see if you want to mix the sauce with the noodles. Chopped peppers, pickled peppers, pickled cucumber strips, pickled vegetables, pumpkin sauce, garlic chili sauce, sword beans, capers, strawberry sauce, blueberry sauce, applesauce, shiitake mushrooms Sauce...ah, there's also this, I almost forgot about it in that bag. These two things are particularly delicious with noodles. I'll get them for you!" Ji Yue suddenly remembered that he had two big guys in the other one. In the bag, he jumped up from the small bench and ran into the room.
It didn't take long before he came out carrying two small black jars.
The painting style of these two jars is completely different from the jars on the table.
"What is this?" Zhang Guanghang asked.
"This is my grandma's pickled watermelon rind and garlic." Ji Yue said.
"Laba garlic?" Zhang Guanghang asked.
"It's not Laba garlic, it's pickled with vinegar. The smell is a bit strong, but it goes perfectly with porridge and noodles!" Ji Yue opened the jar of pickled garlic, and the entire living room was immediately enveloped by the strong smell of vinegar and sourness. Chopped peppers and hot peppers have no trace of presence.
"It's just not suitable for eating in public." Ji Yue closed the lid silently and opened another jar, "You must try this pickled watermelon rind later. These watermelon rinds are carefully selected by my grandma. What comes out is definitely thick enough. Before pickling, you have to press it with a heavy object overnight to press out the water, and then put it in the sun to dry. It tastes crispy and sweet. It is definitely the best pickled watermelon rind you have ever tasted. ! ”
When Ji Yue wanted to introduce to everyone how superb her grandma's pickling skills were, Ji Xue walked out of the kitchen with a troubled expression on her face: "Um, I'm sorry, I remembered wrongly. Now I only have half a bag of noodles, but the refrigerator There are still leftover rice and two eggs from yesterday. I originally saved them to make egg fried rice this morning, but I got up late in the morning. There is quite a lot of leftover rice. It should be enough with noodles. How about I make egg fried rice now. ?”
"Okay!" Ji Yue said as long as she can eat it, she can eat anything now, let alone so many pickles.
Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang couldn't help but look at the pickled vegetables that Ji Yue had recommended.
"Ji Xue, please rest. I'll make the fried rice. Since there are so many pickles here, why don't we make pickled fried rice." Jiang Feng said.
"Ah?" Ji Xue was stunned, "I'll do it, you can just rest."
"We are all chefs, don't you still believe in my skills?" Jiang Feng stood up and glanced at the coffee table, "That jar is for pickles?"
Ji Yue pushed a jar on her left hand to Jiang Feng: "Use this to fry!"
"I'm going to help too." Zhang Guanghang stood up.
Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang looked at each other, their eyes met, lightning flashed, thunder thundered, and swords and guns roared.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng had a feeling of competition. It was a duel between the young chefs of Tai Feng Building. He and Zhang Guanghang were going to have their first cooking showdown, and the winner would be decided over today's pickled vegetable fried rice.
Ji Yue, who thinks there is something weird between the two of them:......
"Qiqi, do you think they are weird?" Ji Yue asked.
Wu Minqi thought for a while and said: "While you were home, Fengfeng's praise rate among customers has been increasing steadily, and the rating has now surpassed Zhang Guanghang's."
"Is your man so powerful lately?!" Ji Yue was shocked.
Wu Minqi concealed the fact that Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons were suddenly popular and nodded: "So I think they may be competing."
"Competition?"
"Probably, they have never been assigned to a group in the 1V1 competition before in the Tasty Cooking Competition, and the dishes they are responsible for in Tai Feng House are also different. This should be the first time they cook the same thing. Let’s have a dish, just a competition.” Wu Minqi made the final decision.
Ji Yue shook her head: "Hey, your man will definitely lose."
Wu Minqi: "No, it's your man who will lose."
Eye contact, smoke filled the air.
Ji Xue, a melon-eater:? ? ?
Did I miss something? ? ?
Secretly take a sip of "Myriad Worlds Within the Machine".
(End of chapter)