Chapter 67： Pickled Fish

Chapter 67 Pickled Fish

After the snacks and tea are finished, others can take their time and leisurely, but Su Ruojin can't, she has to bring cinnamon for dinner: "Ah Rong, I have guests at home and I don't have time to play with you!"

“It’s okay, I’ll help you.”

Then forget it! Su Ruojin quickly pushed Miss Qianjin out: "I'll go play with you tomorrow afternoon." She is a real seven-year-old lady, she is good if she doesn't cause trouble, and she also helps.

Yang Siniang didn't want to leave. Even if she stood at the door of the kitchen and talked to Su Ruojin who was busy inside, she wouldn't be bothered and was happy to stick with her.

Unable to drive him away, Su Ruojin had no choice but to let her do what she wanted. In order not to affect the cooking, he asked her to pick onions and peel garlic. She was too busy to bother.

In May, there were quite a lot of ingredients. In order to prepare dinner, Su Ruojin specially wrote a list for Shu Tong to buy outside. She bought ready-made braised duck and roast goose. She also cooked a few dishes, including meat dishes such as braised pork with pickled vegetables. , crispy pork, pickled fish, etc. Vegetarian dishes include stir-fried chrysanthemum, stir-fried lettuce and leeks, boiled edamame, and a sweet white fungus soup. The staple food is a box of leeks.

Chives are grown in the vegetable patch in the small courtyard. They are very tender and fresh, and they are cut and served immediately.

Originally there was a leg of lamb, but thinking it was too smoky, he asked Shutong to buy ice from outside and put it on ice in the cellar before eating it in two days.

In order to understand why Su Erniang's cooking was so delicious, Fan Yanjia stood at the door of the kitchen like Yang Siniang and kept watching how she cooked. He found that every time she cooked a dish, the little lady brought a lot of seasonings. Instead of adding this, Just playing that one was so dazzling that he couldn't even understand it.

“Su Erniang, why do you cook like the chef in my restaurant? There are so many spices!”

“Because Ah Jin is a great chef!” Yang Sinianghao showed off her bestie’s cooking skills without hesitation.

Fan Yanjia: ...He seems to understand why the teacher’s family is poor. These are the poor!

Su Ruojin was not a worm in his belly. If he had known what this guy thought like this, he would have probably swung the spatula at him long ago and asked him to have dinner without even a chance.

Fan Yanjia really didn't think about studying at all. The Pingyang County Prince who didn't want to take the scientific examination was reading in the study, reading books on geography. When he saw a place of interest, he asked Dr. Su, "Have you been to this place, teacher?" "

Su Yanli nodded, "Been there."

Zhao Lan was slightly surprised and raised his head, "It is said to be three thousand miles away."

"Yes." Su Yanli smiled: "When I was seventeen years old, I studied on a study tour for a year and a half. I started from Pingjiang Prefecture and went south, as far south as Lingnan, then from southwest to north, and finally from the ancient capital Chang'an eastward to Luoyang , and finally arrived in Bianjing.”

Then he returned to Pingjiang Prefecture from Bianjing to take the imperial examination. He thought he failed, but unexpectedly everything turned out to be smooth sailing. The next year, he went to the capital to take the Jinshi exam again, and passed the exam again, so he stayed in the capital.

Many people go to school and it may take them ten or twenty years to advance from scholar, scholar, and Jinshi. But Su Yanli succeeded every time as long as he decided to take the examination. in the book.

It’s true that I have read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. Who are you since Zhao Lan came in the morning? I don’t want to talk to you. Until now, you still have some ability and I am willing to make friends with you.

Su Yanli saw through it without telling him, and remained gentle and humble. He told him about his experiences in Lingnan, "There are many mountains and ethnic groups, which are very different from my Han nationality..."

The sun slowly sets in the west, and the rays of light reflect on the horizon, which is magnificent and fantasy. The breeze blows slowly, bringing the spicy smell of the food in the kitchen.

Zhao Lan moved his nose and inhaled deeper. The spicy smell passed through the tip of his nose and reached the sky.

"Aqie..." Su Dalang couldn't help but sneeze, and said to Zhao Lan with a smile, "My sister made pickled fish with dogwood, pepper and other spicy things in it. It was too strong, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back."

Sauerkraut fish?

Shuangrui glanced at the young master and smiled calmly, "This dish is so spicy, is it delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious." Su Dalang was choked to the point of sneezing, but he couldn't help but praise his sister, "This is me..." Thinking that the recipe was to be told in the name of his mother, he changed his words, "Mother and sister The two of them spent a long time in the kitchen figuring it out.”

“I wonder when Mrs. Su and Mrs. Su figured it out?”

Su Dalang recalled: "It was probably more than two years ago. That year we just moved to Xu Yu's house. The weather was very cold. The Imperial College sent out new year's goods, and there was a big fish in it. My mother and sister thought about several ways to eat it, among which This pickled fish dish is spicy and sour, not only appetizing, but also very warm after eating. ”

More than two years ago, the Su family was living in poverty and had little to eat. Suddenly, they ate such delicious pickled fish, which attracted all the neighbors, including the landlord Mrs. Xu.

“Xu Yu, are you the mother of the guy who caused trouble this morning?”

"Well, that's her." The docile Su Dalang rarely frowned and became emotional, but he didn't say that that day, Mrs. Xu threatened her sister with the rent and took away the pickled fish recipe that she had finally figured out.

They even detained Dong’s mother and cooked her various recipes that her sister had come up with. I don’t know how many of my sister’s recipes I took.

Fan Yanjia was choked and ran to the corridor, "Oh my god, Su Erniang, how much dogwood and pepper you put in it can make it so spicy, how can this dish still be eaten?"

Yang Siniang was choked and returned home.

“Young Master Fan is not used to it, so you don’t have to eat it.” Su Ruojin faked a smile and finally finished the dishes. She asked Xianggui and Mao Ya to quickly set the table and send these two guys away as soon as they were done eating.

Although he was dissatisfied with the pickled fish that was too choking, Fan Yanjia’s purpose of staying here was just to enjoy the rice. He did not dare to eat the choking dishes, but the braised pork with pickled vegetables and crispy pork were delicious, especially the crispy pork, which was fried to a golden color. It was golden, soft and crispy in the mouth, and he couldn't stop chewing it. If he hadn't been a guest at the teacher's house, he would have almost eaten it by himself while holding the plate.

No one expected that Zhao Lan, who looks like a flower and looks squeamish, actually likes the strong taste of pickled fish. Not only does he like the tender white and slippery fish fillets, but he also likes the pickled cabbage stalks and bean sprouts inside. He is eating it with ease. Not in a hurry, I managed to finish a quarter of the pot before I knew it.

Su Yanli:…

Is this why people should not be judged by their appearance?

This day is really a worry-free day for Shuangrui. Whether it is eating, resting, or tempering, the little master's performance today is excellent.

After eating and leaving, Shuangrui thanked the Su family sincerely, and even thought that he would definitely bring a heavy gift when he comes back next time.

Zhao and Fan sat on their tall horses and went home satisfied with their food. They wandered around and looked at the people on the street. The night in May was really nice.

Fan Yanjia recalled the day in the Su family and couldn't help but say, "Xiaojun..."

“Zijin.”

Fan Yanjia looked at Zhao Lan anxiously. Are you asking him to call out? Then they will be close partners and friends from now on?

(End of this chapter)