Chapter 80 (2/2)
The Meng family's new year's Eve dinner is only for three people, but we must redouble our efforts.
Anle dish is actually a mixed fruit and vegetable soup. It is made of air dried eggplant pedicle and shredded carrot. You must taste it before formal dinner. The vegetable soup tastes light and long. It takes the moral of ”those who do not think they are poor will be happy”.
Then there are ten kinds of fruit and vegetable pickles that are not repeated, such as water celery, green vegetables, yellow bean sprouts, shredded bamboo shoots, shredded dried beans, lotus roots, water chestnuts, cauliflower, mushrooms and agaric. They are fried and cooked in glass shallow corrugated bowls. They are red, yellow, white and green, which makes your fingers move.
Xiangyou eel paste, barbel lung soup, knife fish small wonton, pine nut and cherry meat, three pieces of seeds and eight precious noodles were sent one after another.
Looking at the moon in the kitchen, she did not forget to teach her two disciples. After listening silently and keeping it in mind, she took it to the dining room and opened the lid of the casserole. The milky white soup churned in the pot and overflowed with fragrance. The old lady couldn't help but put some pieces under the sheath while it was hot.
There were several dishes on the table that Xue Nianzhi had never seen before, and he didn't report the names of the dishes when he was young. He couldn't help but wonder, so he asked.
”The three pieces are all chicken, all duck and all hooves. They are Luxiang Sanhuang chicken, loumen duck and black haired pig. They use chicken bones, meat bones and ham to hang out the soup, put it into the flat tip for seasoning, blanch water and simmer until it is crisp and rotten. Old lady, you can have a few pieces. ” When I was young, I didn't forget to remind Mrs. Meng.
”Hey.” Mrs. Meng agreed with a smile and silently clamped another piece, like a cheeky child.
”It's like barbel lung soup. It's my first time to eat three pieces. Some have never been seen in Beijing before.” Xue Nianzhi whispered.
Mrs. Meng didn't think so: ”three pieces of food is the last big dish for every family in this area. It's not uncommon. On the contrary, this soup is rare. You have to try more.”
She pointed to the barbel lung soup.
The clear soup is floating with fat and tender Banyu meat and dotted with green pea seedlings. It is filled in a green bowl and placed between the meat and vegetables with thick oil and red sauce. It is surrounded by stars. The vision alone is enough to absorb the eyes and relieve the greasiness.
”The soup is delicious... Is it rare?” Xue Nianzhi is ignorant.
Meng Qianxiu read it carefully several times. After understanding it, he couldn't help feeling distressed. It's really rare. Drinking soup is like drinking money. Isn't it rare!
”The mottled fish meat is extremely sweet and tender, and the fish liver is as fat as cheese. A barbel lung soup needs to be made of the fish liver of 20 ban fish in batches, and the boneless meat under the fins, combined with ham and cabbage.” Mrs. Meng explained.
Xue Nianzhi was not impressed by money, but he saw that there was not much fish in the barbel lung soup. When he thought of 20 class fish, there were no other fish dishes on the table. He asked more about the whereabouts of the fish.
”Nature is abandoned.”
The voice came from outside the door. Xue Nianzhi turned her head and the neat young woman came slowly. Rao was used to seeing the beauty, and she was stunned.
Thinking about the meaning of her words, I was stunned by the woman's wasteful and extravagant style.
Looking at the moon, he blessed old lady Meng, followed by a Yao and bird's nest.
After all the dishes were served, Wangyue changed her clothes, straightened herself, changed new clothes for a Yao and bird's nest, counted the time, and came to see old lady Meng with plain noodles facing the sky.
”Old lady, I'm satisfied with this new year's Eve dinner?”
Looking at the moon, Meng Qianxiu, who swept to old lady Meng's side, glanced with surprise.