Chapter 442

This is very embarrassing, Wang Mingyuan scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed to say: "although the material is not very good, but it is really a rare good dish."

In fact, in Xia Xiaoran's eyes, he never despised a dish because its ingredients were not expensive. She was only surprised because it sounded like a pirated lotus root and spareribs soup.

Maybe that dish is the predecessor. Xia Xiaoran stroked his chest and surmised.

Wang Mingyuan spent most of his life in the kitchen. His action was naturally faster than that of Xia Xiaoran. He cut the whole ribs into neat pieces with a few knives. Put the spareribs with blood into a pot, slice the ginger, pour oil on the pot, and let Xia Xiaoran open his eyes.

As soon as the oil comes out of the pan, throw three or five pieces of ginger into the pan to stir fry. When the smell comes out, pour in the dried spareribs and stir fry them. As soon as the ribs change color, pour in cold water. During this period, change the pot once, and pour the ribs into a black earthen jar. Xia Xiaoran was curious and asked what the earthen jar was.

"This jar is specially made, airtight and best for stewing." Wang Mingyuan poured the ribs into the jar and put a black lid on it.

Is this the ancient pressure cooker. Shake your head hard, shake this ridiculous idea out of your head, pressure cooker is a modern technology, there is a high pressure inside. If you put it in a pot of ordinary material, it will be fried in a short time.

So it's going to be a long time. Xia Xiaoran a face of melancholy, turned to see his face is worse than the bowl of radish, Xia Xiaoran mood worse, "master, why don't you put the radish in?" It's not only Xia Xiaoran's turnips that don't sell well that are on the table, but Wang Mingyuan's sliced turnips are also piled on the chopping board.

"Not yet." Wang Mingyuan tightly surrounded the pot with a clean white towel and said, "it takes a long time to stew the spareribs. Now the radish will go down, and it will be rotten when it comes out of the pot. When the spareribs are cooked, then the radish will be put in."

Xia Xiaoran's delicate eyebrows are tightly wrinkled together. Radish originally plays the role of oil absorption. Now wait for the ribs to stew well before putting them. What's the effect. Thinking about Xia Xiaoran, she couldn't help but ask: "why don't you change a kind of food?"

"For what?" Wang Mingyuan did not know, so, "how can we change the things handed down by our ancestors?"

It's your mentality that can't develop a complete cuisine. Xia Xiaoran secretly skimmed his mouth, seriously Wang Mingyuan said: "I don't know how to know if I don't try. I think lotus root is very good. First, its texture is relatively hard, not afraid of stewing bad, and the taste of lotus root is better than radish."

If Xia Xiaoran had put forward this matter before, Wang Mingyuan would have scoffed at it, but now Xia Xiaoran is supported by Wang Zhiwen. Even if you don't listen, you have to think about it.

"This one." Wang Mingyuan's face was embarrassed. "Although I said that, it's not the time for lotus roots to come out. Even if there are lotus roots on the market, they are also transported from farther south. The price is not low. Without the orders of the master and the young master, the housekeeper generally won't let the servants buy these things."

What Wang Mingyuan said is that love is in reason, but Xia Xiaoran is not afraid of him lying to himself, just a little lost. Xia Xiaoran is the kind of people who try every means to do it once they think about it. Once they can't do it, they can't eat and sleep.

Xia Xiaoran lowered his head and asked Wang Mingyuan dejectedly, "master, when can the stewed spareribs with radish be cooked well?"

Wang Mingyuan looked up at the sun outside and said, "it will take another hour and a half."

One and a half hours is three hours. Xia Xiaoran sighed and said, "I'll go back to serve the young master first. I'll come back to have a look after one and a half hours."

"What else can I do when I come back? I'll send it to you and the young master's yard at that time." Wang Mingyuan has a greasy smile on his face, which makes Xia Xiaoran flattered.

With a simple greeting, he stepped back. On the way back to the yard, Xia Xiaoran unexpectedly meets Xiaolian, who comes to deliver vegetables. When the other party looks at Xia Xiaoran's dress, he is stunned. Then he points to Xia Xiaoran and scolds: "who let you dress like this? I really don't know how to behave."

Xia Xiaoran a Leng, oneself dress up as what kind of, as for don't know to check point so serious? Xia Xiaoran looked at his whole body, can't see where I don't know the point.

Scolded this sentence, Xia Xiaoran is not how, Xiaolian is angry, the basket fell into Xia Xiaoran's arms, said in a loud voice: "even if the Wangs don't have a mistress, don't expect your humble background can turn out any storm."

Xia Xiaoran is not a radical egalitarian, but the immortals can't bear such abuse.

Cold hum, Xia Xiaoran showed Xiaolian has never seen the arrogant look, "said I was born humble, if you are born noble, how can you still be someone else's maid." Fight with me. You don't know where you are when I watch gongdouju.

Originally, Xia Xiaoran entered the Wang family, always adhering to the principle of less talk and no trouble. He could not bear Xiaolian's previous intentional or unintentional exclusion, but this time he could not help it.

I didn't expect that Xia Xiaoran, who is usually silent, can say such words. Just now, the ridicule of Xia Xiaoran has become his own joke. The more Xiaolian thinks about it, the more angry she is. The more she looks at Xia Xiaoran, the more she looks like a fox spirit climbing up on Wang Zhiwen's bed. Angry Xiaolian raises her hand and wants to slap Xia Xiaoran.

Xia Xiaoran, a figure in the corner of his eyes, didn't pay attention to Xiaolian's action. When he reacted, the other party's slap was close at hand. Can only use that move, Xia Xiaoran lifted up the skirt, raised the leg to kick the other party's stomach mercilessly. This move is really insidious. Shengsheng kicks a teenage girl out for several steps. Even a few steps back did not stop the retreat of Xiaolian a butt sitting on the ground, immediately began to cry. See Xiaolian so, the culprit Xia Xiaoran also a little sorry, after all, kick a girl is a disgraceful thing. Just want to open the mouth to apologize, unexpectedly Xiaolian first opened the mouth, a hand covered by the pain of the stomach, a hand in the face to wipe, even if it is this kind of embarrassed time still don't forget to blame Xia Xiaoran, "you this slut, dare to kick me, but is to climb up the young master bed fox son, what good proud." On hearing this, Xia Xiaoran quietly took back her steps to comfort her sister. "I was bought by your Wang family, but I didn't climb up along the young master's bed. Since you hate me so much, why don't you go to the young master and ask for the title of a young grandmother? Fortunately, there is no hostess here to be a master." Xia Xiaoran laughs cruelly. She looks at Xiaolian's eyes coldly and looks like a smile rather than a smile. She scares each other out in a cold sweat. Win little bitches, Xia Xiaoran's mood is not very bright. No wonder Wang Mingyuan's attitude towards himself has changed so much. It turns out that the hostess's position is vacant, and the changing situation makes everyone learn to take advantage of the situation. The water of the Wang family is very deep. Back in the room, he saw Wang Zhiwen holding a book and staring out of the window in a daze. Just Xia Xiaoran and Xiaolian confrontation when Wang Zhiwen is present, since he does not say, Xia Xiaoran is also happy to pretend not to know. After saying hello, they were speechless.