Ancient Foodie Survival Guide Chapter 13
Tled by Serena Love
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Chapter 13: Fried noodles, Grilled wings, Sizzling tofu
Xie Xun sat at the table in silence for a long time.
Of course, "for a long time" is what he thinks in his mind.
It's all because the color of the grilled wings is too attractive.
The skin is brown-red, with slightly caramelized on the side. He doesn't know how she did it, it can give a bright but not oily luster.
He took a bite and tasted it. Because a brush of honey, it has a slight sweetness, it is not too obvious, but fresh.
The cumin marinade is delicious, and the grilled chicken wings have a unique flavor. The cumin powder sprinkled on the surface makes the taste richer. When he bites it down, the tip of his tongue touches the fresh and juicy chicken inside. The heat is superbly controlled. The chicken is as soft and tender as tofu, but it is not too slippery or lost the meaning of grilling.
Looking at the fried noodles, he thinks that this way of eating noodles is somewhat unusual. There is no soup, only a rich dark sauce, but it will not make people lose their appetite. On the contrary, he is curious about the taste of this rich and sticky sauce.
Xie Xun picked up a chopstick. The noodles are wrapped in the sauce, it was really difficult to separate. He turned the chopsticks around, the sticking noodles are still entangled, and some noodles in the bowl are caught up.
He is a little depressed. It was very hard to eat chicken wings just now. Jiang Shuyao didn't even remove the chicken wing bones. He sandwiched the chicken wings with burnt honey sauce on one side, and almost soiled the corners of his mouth several times and it keeps falling into the bowl.
However, he has to admit that he was actually a little fascinated by the taste of eating chicken clean from the bones, and the three wings earlier were not enough.
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Looking at this fried noodles, wrapped in his chopsticks. A lot of playing with chopsticks earlier made him impatient, so he opened his mouth and directly sent a big mouthful to his mouth.
The strong scent of sauce instantly swept across his entire mouth.
He chews with a big mouthful. The firm and tender noodles and the brown sauce make a soft, sticky sound. The flavor of the sauce gets stronger with every chew, and the fresh flavors reveal a slight sweetness, which lasts for a long time. As if people can only taste the flavor of this sauce in the future, other tastes will be too weak.
He rolled up another large chopsticks of noodles. The bean paste sauce soiled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care about wiping it. He ate three more mouthfuls of fried bean paste noodles.
After eating, he was still a little puzzled. Although there was only a small bowl, it would not be enough for a few chopsticks.
He picked up the soup that Jiang Shuyao put on the corner of the plate, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and a few drops of vinegar, just to relieve the saltiness. The warm soup slid down his throat into his stomach, which immediately pressed a lot of fullness.
Half of the soup was drunk, and the taste of fried noodle sauce in his mouth disappeared.
Xie Xun moved his chopsticks to pick out the sizzling tofu. The tofu has a crispy skin and a tender inside. The surface is covered with condiments and chopped green onion. It is gone in a few bites. The taste is spicy and slightly numbing, but it retains the original fresh bean aroma of tofu.
After eating, he drank the remaining half-bowl of soup, still reminiscing of the satisfaction when the tip of his tongue touched the crispy tofu skin covered with condiments.
But this time the amount is a little bit less. Maybe it is the same as the imperial kitchen who pursues less quantity and more fineness.
It's a pity that he didn't know that these are just from Jiang Shuyao's dinner. On a whim, she gave Xie Xun a supper... It is likely that the rest have been finished.
Xie Xun walked to the door and called out, and the maid who was waiting outside took away the dishes.
After he finished this supper, he vaguely remembered what Jiang Shuyao asked him something just now? She seemed to ask him to have dinner with her tomorrow.
He unexpectedly agreed!
Really...
Xie Xun's face was bitter, and he pretended to be in self-denial.
He looked up at the bright crescent moon and sighed as if he was going to a banquet.
Not sure what she will cook tomorrow. The mapo tofu last time was delicious.
......
The next morning when Jiang Shuyao was washing up, Bai Zhi reported that Xie Xun had eaten the supper clean last night, and she was quite surprised that there was not even a drop of soup was left.
She didn't ask Bai Zhi where she heard this and rushed to the main kitchen in a hurry.
Now that she has laid down her old face to find Xie Xun, it's not a big deal to fawn on the old madam.
It was breakfast, and the main kitchen was steaming and lively.
As soon as Jiang Shuyao came in, everyone turned their gazes. Some are confused, some are disdainful, and some kept looking curiously.
The four maids behind Jiang Shuyao were all from the Xiangyang Mansion. Those who grew up in the rich and noble houses were even more arrogant and calm. Even the materials on their clothes were incomparable to those worn by ordinary people.
Jiang Shuyao is even more graceful. She obviously only wear simple hairpin on her head, but it looks like her upper body is in an elegant dress, with a head full of pearl hairpins, like a rich peony flower.
A group of people walked in, obviously without much pomp, but they are more vigorous than the masters and the mistresses.
Even if they were disdainful of the third lady who was not well-known and disliked by her mother-in-law, everyone has to subconsciously bow their heads and salute.
"What do you prepare for breakfast today?" Jiang Shuyao asked.
Then there was a cook who came forward and report the name of the dish.
The food at this time is relatively simple, only the Marquis Gaomen would use the iron pot invented at that time by Emperor Taizu. People always rely on normal cooking for three daily meals. Even if it is stir-fried, it is just stir-fried, such as stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried chicken slices, and stir-fried tofu with shrimps and rice for breakfast today.
The main kitchen is closest to the hall, and Jiang Shuyao plans to prepare breakfast for the old madam here.
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She beckoned, and the little maid who followed her carried a wooden keg forward.
"This is the breakfast I prepared. It can be regarded as a staple food. You take it to warm it by the fire, wait for Bai Zhi to add ingredients, and then send it to the hall together."
"This..." The daughter-in-law wants to please her mother-in-law. They have also seen it, but most of them are just making soup. There really is no such thing as bringing breakfast to the main kitchen.
"I just put the food in the main kitchen to warm it up. It's close here and the food won't get cold. Don't be afraid that the old lady will blame you. I will explain to her."
The cook didn't even dare to say anything.
Bai Zhi stayed in the big kitchen with a few little maids, and Jiang Shuyao took the rest to the hall.
Xu-shi and Zhou-shi have just arrived at the hall and met Jiang Shuyao. Only Xu-shi nodded and greeted her, Zhou-shi did not even give a look.
After a while, the maid drew on the curtain, and the three entered to greet the old madam. After greeting her, Zhou-shi left, only Xu-shi stayed to serve her mother-in-law for ten years, and of course, there is also Jiang Shuyao.
Jiang Shuyao looked anxious, but the old madam cannot lose her demeanor and told her not to be here to ruin her appetite, so she didn't say anything.
After Xu-shi helped the old madam to sit down, she ordered people to set up a meal, but she saw the servants who served the food today came out with an extra line, like a canal opened up by the gurgling stream, which is extremely abrupt.
After she take a closer look, isn't it not Jiang Shuyao's maid at the beginning?
Xu-shi thought to herself that they looked like the people around Jiang Shuyao. She was clearly out of place, yet her face was calm and relaxed, but she was really short of breath.
She turned her gaze to Jiang Shuyao, and wondered, "Sister, what's the matter?"
The old madam also found out and frowning at her.
Jiang Shuyao seem oblivious to their dissatisfaction, and grinned "Daughter-in-law has a clumsy mouth and wants to serve her mother-in-law with her filial piety, but she behaved badly and ends up in a disgusting way..."
The old madam actually thinks with Xu-shi together: We know.
It's just that her cheeks are getting thicker, and she feels wronged by this.
"...So daughter-in-law thinks, I usually like to study some food, so I might as well add some dishes to mother's breakfast. Even if it doesn't suit the taste, it is fresh, and not repetitive like every day which can make the mood a little more pleasant."
When Xu-shi heard "not repetitive like every day", she felt that her heart was filled with panic. They all said that Xiangyang Mansion was rich and wealthy, but she didn't expect them to be so profligate. When Jiang-shi was in her boudoir, she didn't even eat the same breakfast every day?
The old madam didn't appreciate it, "There are several dishes for breakfast, which are all the rules that Duke Xie's mansion has followed for decades. If you add one more, it is a waste."
Jiang Shuyao beckoned Bai Zhi to step forward and said to the old madam, "No, the tofu pudding prepared today is made from soybeans. It is purely crafty, inexpensive, and delicious."
The tofu pudding in history was invented in the Han Dynasty, but there is none here. The biggest difference between tofu and tofu pudding is that there is a difference in the "brining" step, and the preparation of brine will determine whether the finished product is tender or not.
Although there is a difference between tofu pudding and tofu, there is not much difference. In any case, the two can occupy a place in the rich breakfast category, which naturally illustrates their charm.
Bai Zhi respectfully salutes the old lady. She has learned much better than Jiang Shuyao, and the whole process of saluting and arranging dishes is enough to be regarded as pleasing to the eye.
She took out the tofu pudding from the tray and placed it on the table. The tofu pudding looked white, tender, and smooth, and she scooped a spoonful of it into a bowl. It was slightly tenderer than tofu and firmer than milk.
"One bowl is savory and the other is sweet. Mother, which one would you like better?"
The old madam doesn't want to taste it. If you bring something, she will eat. Is she so easy to please?
But Jiang Shuyao stood on the side, smiling like a flower, as bright as a spring in March, the old madam really couldn't hold back her face that could make a child cry.
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She wondered why this daughter-in-law was born so beautiful, why she has never heard of anything good from her before. People said that she is vulgar and ridiculous, and she is so ugly.
As she thought about it, she responded indifferently, "Yeah." Ignoring the two bowls of puddings, she took congee and pickles for herself.
Jiang Shuyao hit the wall and felt a little frustrated. This reminds her of Xie Xun's goodness. Although his temperament is indifferent and cold-faced, it is also a big advantage that he has a strong appetite.
Now she has also offered breakfast with diligence, but mother-in-law looked at it coldly. She hasn't eaten breakfast yet, and her tofu pudding will be cold if she doesn't eat soon.
She bowed and said, "There is a sister-in-law to serve, then daughter-in-law should not be here to obstruct the eyes. I still hope that the mother can taste the meals made by daughter-in-law. Daughter-in-law's mother liked this very much at home, and she might be able to match her mother. thinking that maybe it would fit my mother's heart..." The lie came with an open mouth without burden. It was miserable and meant to close the sale.
The old madam was accustomed to see obedient front and secret calculations, but she had never seen such a routine that relied on thick skin to support.
Jiang Shuyao sprinted away and happily rolled off to eat her breakfast while it was hot, leaving the old madam sitting there to reflect on whether she was too harsh.
Xie Pei, a charming girl who grew up under her knees, spoiled in every way, but could not bear to talk about mother-daughter love. Presumably, Jiang-shi also tried her best to please her. What is the difference between her deliberately making things difficult for Jiang-shi and those wicked women?
Seeing Jiang-shi's footsteps stumbling in such a hurry when she walked, she must be uncomfortable in her heart.
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