Chapter 78

Ah Yao patted the forehead. That's what happened.

It's a coincidence to say that the family that invited them here was the Meng family where ah Yao lived before. The servant girl came to implement the menu of new year's Eve dinner with Wangyue. They looked at each other and were surprised.

Knowing the cause and effect, Wangyue took a Yao to thank Mrs. Meng, and secretly told the bird's nest ear that the reward for the life noodles these days was only half. She also confirmed the old lady's dietary taboo with the servant girl and asked a Yao to make a cup of stew. People like Mrs. Meng have rich financial resources, and she may not be interested in giving money and gifts. It's better to show her strengths and send care.

Pickled herring, a Yao plans to stroll out for a breath.

After preparing the materials for one night, everyone's spirit was a little depressed. The bird's nest was arranged by Wangyue to have a rest. When she woke up, it was a Yao's turn to go to sleep.

Looking at the moon, he glanced at ah Yao who crept out: "don't go too far, there are many guests outside. If you bump into any guest and get into trouble, don't think I can save you. "

"Hey, OK, I'm in the kitchen yard. Don't go far." Ah Yao smiled.

Out of the kitchen, lengbuding was blown with ice dregs mixed with rain. The cold rain hit his face, and the sleepers were driven away in an instant.

"Yao Zhu, come back and put some Magnolia cream on it, and then go out. It's cold and hot. Do you want your face?" The moon shouted in the kitchen.

The cold wind howled, drawing the rain into the wind and blowing it into the kitchen.

"Who put all the dry goods by the window? Put them away quickly!"

"The water tank is covered with reeds. It's the East Lake Sanbai brought by the guests. It's very expensive. Be careful not to die of cold!"

The sudden wind surprised everyone in a hurry. They looked at the moon, looked at everything and listened to everything. If the general sent troops, even ah Yao, who was breathing outside the door, ran back to help. The small disturbance in the kitchen was soon suppressed.

After breathing, it's time to prepare stew for Mrs. Meng.

"Do you have any ideas?" Wangyue asked when she rolled up her sleeves and was ready to do a big job. Although Mrs. Meng is widowed and no one comes to visit her, there is only one servant girl at home to take care of her. But when it comes to the new year's festival, there are not a few people who send annual gifts. I'm afraid that when we get to the capital, the most famous restaurants and restaurants may not be able to collect such a variety of materials.

Medlar in Zhongning, chicken heart jujube in Xinzheng, longan in Xianyou, pepper in Hanyuan Qingxi, coconut in Danzhou, swordfish in Beijiang, Sanbai in East Lake, dried carambola in southern China, black male goat on the grassland beyond the Great Wall

"Master Wangyue, I want to use these to make a coconut stewed chicken soup. Please help me." A Yao ordered the ingredients and put them into the lacquer plate to show the moon.

In her previous life, she didn't touch the Yang spring water at home, but she knew all kinds of stews and soup products. Her mother often talked about Huaishan spleen strengthening, medlar eyesight, north-south apricot vegetable dry pig lung soup to dry in autumn, and a bowl of pepper pig tripe chicken soup to lower her stomach in winter. She was warm and spleen strengthening, and her whole body was warm.

I've been influenced by it for many years, and I know more or less.

Coconut stewed chicken is clear and moist, invigorating the spleen and tonifying deficiency. It can not only raise people in summer, but also drink it in winter.

The moon looked at her materials: "how do you want me to help you?"

"I can't cook yet. How to cut pieces with a leather knife." Ah Yao smiled and smiled pleasantly.

The old chicken peeled and looked at the moon. While cutting pieces, she said to her, LISO scraped off the residual fat attached to the muscle, "next time you have to come by yourself. How do you get this coconut?"

"Uh huh. Open a small cap on the coconut and I can make the rest. "

According to Wang Yue, she cut the upper half of the coconut horizontally with a long knife. Suddenly, the coconut inside overflowed along the edge of the knife and cut it into a coconut cover. The coconut fragrance drifted. Ah Yao came to smell it. The fragrance reminded her of the coconut sugar she ate in the new year and the coconut milk she used to drink.

Pour out the coconut juice and filter. Leave the coconut shell for standby. The chopped chicken pieces are cooked in water. The hollow coconut shell is used as a container and put into the chicken pieces. Soon, the coconut is filled, sprinkled with medlar, chicken heart jujube and longan. Finally, the container is filled with clear coconut juice, soaked over the chicken pieces, sprinkled with a little salt, covered with a coconut cover, covered with a layer of bamboo paper, tied with fine hemp rope, and stewed in a steamer for an hour.

Under the action of time, the heat catalyzes the delicacy. The taste of the old chicken is stewed. With the fragrance of coconut, the busy servant in the kitchen follows the fragrance to a Yao and asks, "what are you doing, little sister? It's very fragrant!"

"Yes, the chicken soup is delicious. What material do you add? I've never smelled it."

A Yao smiled and nodded along with their words. She didn't take their words. The talkative and nosey servant read out the materials of her soup, but the coconut didn't guess.

Coconuts are round brown fruits full of "pine hair". They are hard and hollow. But when asked how to cook, they don't know and don't smell the fragrance. Among the many ingredients sent, coconuts are ignored.

The servant woman argued for a long time. Ah Yao listened to a lot of useful knowledge about ingredients. They looked again and were all cheated by ah Yao. They were so angry that they closed their mouths and scattered birds and animals.

When I looked at it, the taste of chicken soup became stronger and stronger.

At the moment when the pot came out, everyone's eyes focused on a Yao's hand. The three legged small tripod supported the coconut. The bamboo paper was wet and close to the coconut. A Yao carefully picked up the small tripod and sent it to Mrs. Meng.

"Well, well, you have a heart... Kuang Er should have entrusted someone to bring coconuts from Danzhou?"

Mrs. Meng, with a pleasant face, sniffed the fragrance of coconut, opened the lid herself, and a richer sweet smell of coconut floated out.

From a Yao's position, the soup noodles reflect light. It is the clear oil boiled by the old chicken itself, not the sweet yellow chicken oil.

"Madam, be careful."

"Don't worry, old lady!"

A Yao and the servant girl hurried back and forth.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry." Mrs. Meng was amused and scooped up a spoonful of clear soup. The bottom of the soup was actually coconut milk. The slight acid of the coconut juice neutralized the greasiness of the old chicken. Medlar longan and chicken heart jujube enhanced the sweetness. The fine salt was fresh and smelled fragrant. The stew was clear and sweet, and the chicken was not old. The old lady was very satisfied with it. She was surprised that she ate nine times out of ten of the chicken until it came to the bottom.

"I ate so much!"

"Old lady, you have eaten so much. What should you do for dinner?" The servant girl stamped her feet.

"My mouth is full, but my stomach is not full." Old lady Meng said with a smile and asked the servant girl to go to the inner room to get her a purse and give it to a Yao. Starting with a little heavy, a Yao subconsciously refused: "madam, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it."

Mrs. Meng: "I don't like to hear that. I had a good time. I'll give you some gadgets, but you don't want to accept them. You deliberately let the old woman make it difficult for me to live this year."

"Take it. The old lady ate happily. She must accept the gift you gave back." The servant girl also advised.

"Then... I might as well obey my orders." She put her purse away and patted the inner bag in her arms to make sure it wouldn't fall off. Mrs. Meng smiled.