Mu Qingyu was in a better mood today. She went to see her grandfather. Pei Ji was very motivated. When he first put on the prosthetic legs, he walked a little awkwardly. Now, he can no longer tell that the legs are not part of his body.
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His body recovered, and his spirit also improved. Weiwuhou's Mansion was no longer the place where he waited to die. He walked out of the gate of Weiwuhou's Mansion, went to the village, and went to the shop...
Every day is very busy, but every day is also very fulfilling.
It seems that I am ten years younger, and my whole spirit is completely different.
Pei Ji felt that all this would allow him to shine for his beloved juniors for the rest of his life, so he wished he could have twenty-four hours a day.
Mu Qingyu didn't stop her. Some people rest and recuperate when they are idle, but some people enrich themselves when they are busy!
This condition of my grandfather, coupled with her medicinal diet, can eliminate the chronic diseases that have been stagnant in his body for more than ten years. This is a good thing. As for being tired? Not because Mu Qingyu has always arranged for capable people to assist.
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In other words, even if Pei Ji is going to suffer big losses due to a momentary lack of careful consideration and a wrong decision, Mu Qingyu will still be behind to tell the truth. It's just secret and unknown to Pei Ji.
She will not really throw all the burden on Pei Ji.
Since her grandfather no longer has to worry, she can continue to cook salted fish in Muzhai with peace of mind.
She asked the kitchen to buy her a mandarin fish and a piece of beef for dinner today.
When it was delivered, the fish was still alive and kicking, with its beating spikes spread out. It looked very scary, but Mu Qingyu was not afraid. She cooked it with her own hands, removed the internal organs, and washed it.
After cutting off the head of the fish, cut the fish across the middle and keep the tail connected.
Remove the fish bones in the middle with a cross-cutting knife, and then cut it diagonally with a flower knife. The cut fish will have a diamond-shaped pattern. Mu Qingyu's technique is steady, the knife is good, the diamond shape is even and consistent, and it is exceptionally beautiful.
Mix the onion, ginger, cooking wine and salt thoroughly, put the fish body into the plate, marinate it and coat it evenly with cornstarch.
Pour oil into the pot and heat it to 70% over medium heat. Put the fish wrapped in cornstarch into deep-fry and hold it with chopsticks to shape it. After frying, put the fish head into the pot and fry together.
The fish meat turned golden brown and looked like flowers blooming. Mu Qingyu fished it out with satisfaction.
Re-heat the pot and add oil, add the prepared sauce, stir evenly, then pour in water, bring to a boil, add seasonings, stir evenly. Add some water starch and pour it into the pot. With the addition of water starch, the soup will be thickened quickly.
Make it thick and pour it on the fried fish.
The squirrel mandarin fish on the plate was colorful, fragrant, tangible, and orange in color. She took a small bite and found that it was crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, sweet and sour. It seemed that her craftsmanship had not deteriorated.
The next step was to process the beef, and she decided to make toothpick meat to eat.
Cutting the beef into thin slices, the advantage of good knife skills was once again demonstrated. Each slice of beef was of average thickness, as if it had been measured with a measuring stick. However, Mu Qingyu didn't think this was a big deal.
For those who have reached the sixth level of martial art training, even if they are not able to regain their full strength now, they still have the knife in their hands, precise control, the size and thickness as they wish. This is the basic skill.
Marinate the beef with cooking wine and salt to taste and control the moisture.
Pierce the beef with toothpicks.
Heat the pot and pour in oil. Put the beef into the pot. There is no need to add too much oil, just enough to cover the beef.
Stir-fry over low heat until the beef becomes dry and the edges are slightly charred, then remove from the pan. Leave a little oil in the pan, add the prepared onions, ginger, minced garlic, dried chili segments, and Sichuan peppercorns to the pan over low heat, and stir-fry until slightly charred.<
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Then pour the fried beef into the pot, add light soy sauce, a small amount of dark soy sauce, salt, chicken essence, white sugar and cumin powder, stir-fry over high heat until the onion, ginger, garlic and other ingredients are completely golden. Sprinkle with white sesame seeds and take it out of the pot!
You're done.
It smells so good!
The color is bright red and the aroma is rich. Pinch a small bamboo stick and put the beef into your mouth. The rich beef flavor blooms on the tip of your tongue. It is spicy and chewy, not bad!
Mu Qingyu brought the vegetables to the table and fried some small green vegetables. When the green vegetables were fried, when she looked at them again, as expected, one-half of the food on the table was missing.
However, at the bottom of the toothpick beef plate, there is an envelope with two words on it: "meal money".
She raised her eyebrows. Is the ghost neighbor so polite this time? Is this a cash check?
Open it, and there is only a thin piece of paper inside, which reads: "Ghost passes through the needle, ranked ninth on the world's killer list, fourth on the four-nation bounty list, with a bounty of 50,000 taels of silver (regardless of life or death). Weapon: Embroidery
Needle. Characteristics: The steel needle goes into the ear and kills invisible! It is as elusive as a swimming fish. Entering the capital from the east city gate at three o'clock in the hour. Target: Pei Ji."
Mu Qingyu stood up suddenly, her eyes sharp.
Mu Mingyuan actually invited the ninth person on the killer list.
Ninety percent of the world's killers come from the Shenxi Tower, but there are also some who are individual travellers. For example, Xia Sichen, the third-ranked Cloud-walking Sword, and the ninth-ranked Ghost Threading Needle.
There is no way to prevent ghost needles.
However, he is on the bounty list. Since the other party is elusive, slippery and impossible to guard against, then she, the bounty hunter, is at it again!
On Xianfeng Street in Dongcheng, the night is getting darker, the teahouses are quiet, and the pubs are busy.
In the third tavern on the street, a skinny middle-aged man ordered four dishes and a jar of wine, and poured himself a glass of wine.
He is thirty-six or seventeen years old, and his eyes seem to have been turbid and confused by the wine, but whenever a new customer arrives, or a waiter in the tavern moves around, his glance is filled with an unnoticeable glint.
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It was also very interesting for him to drink wine. He did not use a wine pot or a wine bowl, but a wine glass. When the wine was poured from the mouth of the jar, just a little was full.
But his hand was very steady, so the drink was not spilled.
He drinks wine very slowly. He drinks a jar of wine from the end of Youshi to the time of lighting the lamp, and from the time of lighting the lamp to the beginning of Haishi.
The waiter looked at it several times, but the customer gave me enough money, so of course he wouldn't push me.
When it was about to close, the waiter was ready to remind the guests, but when he looked again, the wine jar was still on the table, the dishes were empty, but the people were gone.
The waiter shook his head, but he didn't care. If he opened a tavern, he would see weird customers. As long as he didn't cause trouble in the store and had a lot of money for drinks, no matter how weird he was, it had nothing to do with him.
The night breeze is blowing, the streets have changed from lively to deserted, and there are fewer and fewer people.
There were fewer customers in the store, so the shopkeeper told the waiter as usual and left to go back to sleep.
Although the waiter was the only one in the store, his hands and feet were quick and he did not feel tired. The customers left one by one, and the waiter was very considerate in collecting cash and seeing off the guests.
He peeked out and saw that there wouldn't be any guests for a while, so he sneaked into the back hall to take a nap!
After a stick of incense, the waiter yawned and walked out of the back hall. He was about to clear the table and close the door when another person walked in at the door.
The waiter didn't even raise his head and said: "Sir, our store is closed, please hurry up tomorrow!"
A piece of silver was handed to him.
This chapter has been completed!