Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth: the two elders of the Fan family
Old Mrs. Deng looked at the two taels of silver and raised his eyebrows quickly. Unexpectedly, he had an unexpected surprise. He could also get some silver from his third son.
Well, it seems that the scolding just now was not in vain. It at least frightened the third son, didn't it?
Compared with the hopeless eldest son, the third son is still able to see.
Although, the purpose of this product is not pure.
But fortunately, I didn't think about going home to get the money, so I took out the money.
Old Mrs. Deng got a tael of silver, and with her eldest son in front of her, she liked him for the time being and did not scold him.
Zhang Digua breathed a sigh of relief, that's all. It would be a good thing to spend a few taels of silver to avoid being scolded by his mother.
He still wants to stay at home and get things done, but he can't just throw up his sleeves and leave like his boss.
When things are settled, he may not return to this house if he can.
Nowadays, it’s terrible for my mother to have no father to take care of her!
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!
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Two carriages stopped in front of the inn, and Yang Dalian and Tao Dongping hurried up to help place the carriages and horses.
Song Qiu went up to meet him, and saw Mrs. Shen getting out of the carriage with Song Zhenzhen being held by the wet nurse. She immediately smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, Zhenzhen, you are here!"
Mrs. Shen also smiled and said hello, and Song Zhenzhen rushed over as soon as she landed, "Aunt Aqiu, what delicious food are you cooking for me! I've been thinking about it since last night!"
Song Qiu smiled and scratched her nose, "Auntie has prepared it for you early in the morning and is waiting for you to come!"
In the carriage behind, Mr. Fan and Mrs. Fan were helped out of the carriage.
Mrs. Shen hurriedly introduced Song Qiu, and then introduced Song Qiu to Mr. Fan and the other two.
Song Qiu greeted politely, "How do you do, Mr. Fan? How do you do, Mrs. Fan?"
The two old men were in their fifties, had half a hair, and looked very energetic.
Mrs. Fan looked at Song Qiu and saw that the little girl was clean, generous and decent, and very lovable. She smiled and said, "Don't be so unobtrusive. You are Wen Zhi's sister. Just follow her and call her aunt."
Uncle will do it."
Aunts and uncles?
Bigger than her breasts.
It's just Song Qiu in his previous life, so he doesn't think it's that weird anymore.
Immediately I followed Shan Ruliu and called my aunt and uncle.
Mrs. Fan smiled, took off the bracelet and gave it to Song Qiu, saying it was a meeting gift.
Song Qiu thanked him and hurriedly welcomed the few people into the inn.
There was no private room for her meal here, and since it was dinner time, there were many people, and Mrs. Fan was afraid that they would not be used to it, so she specially arranged a private room to entertain them.
The tea that was served was also high-quality tea that she specially bought.
The private room was quiet, and several people sat around a round table. Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Fan were extremely satisfied with Song Qiu's appropriate reception.
As soon as Song Zhenzhen sat down, she couldn't wait to eat the novel food.
At this point, it was still quite a while before noon. Song Qiu guessed that they were not in a hurry to eat, so he had the simmering double-skinned milk brought up.
One bowl per person.
This small bowl is topped with crushed peanuts and red beans, and you can vaguely see the black and red color of the jam underneath.
Song Zhenzhen couldn't wait to take a spoonful, taking up the tender yellow, soft and white double-skinned milk, and took a bite into her mouth. It had the softness of red beans, the crispness of peanuts, and the fragrance of milk wrapped with the sweet and sour taste of jam.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Wow! Aunt Aqiu, what kind of food is this? It's so delicious!"
"This is called Shuangpi Nai." Song Qiu replied.
Here, the three Shens also took a bite. Not to mention the soft and smooth food, it was really appetizing.
Mrs. Fan loves to eat strange things. This double-skinned milk is not sticky and does not cost your teeth. It is quite good.
Shen asked curiously: "This layer of black and red tastes like some kind of fruit. What is this?"
"This is jam made from mulberries." Song Qiu said.
"Made from mulberries?" Mr. Shen has never eaten mulberries. He heard jam, and knew that it might be a fruit from the mountain. "This fruit is really good when made into jam, but it can be made from any fruit?"
Song Qiu nodded, "Hawthorn, grapes, oranges, grapefruits, etc. can all be made into jam."
"Ah Qiu's hands are really clever." Mrs. Fan added with a smile. Seeing that her husband's bowl was mostly gone, she couldn't help but smile and asked: "That one looks similar to egg custard, just as soft and smooth. How about you?"
It’s called double skin milk, right? It tastes like milk when I eat it, what is it made of?”
Could it be milk?
But this milk is not good. It should not be available in this place.
"It's goat's milk, made from goat's milk and eggs." Song Qiu answered all questions.
"It's goat's milk." Mrs. Fan couldn't help but praise again. She had tasted goat's milk and had a strong tangy taste, but when she ate this pair of skinned milk, she only had the aroma of milk, but not the smell.
Ah Qiu, this girl, is really handy.
Fan Jin brought back the two spices last time and cooked them in the kitchen. The taste was very to her liking.
It's a pity that if I eat it quickly, it is no longer available now.
When she came back this time, she came here specifically to try the first and second dishes. She also wanted to buy some of the condiments and send them back to her eldest son in Beijing.
Like the elder couple, the eldest son also loves spicy food and fish. Being able to taste this boiled fish will make him happy.
Since he can't come back for the New Year, it's a good idea to give him this.
After Song Zhenzhen finished a bowl of double-skinned milk, she was still a little unsatisfied. She looked at Song Qiu eagerly, wanting to eat more.
"It's time to eat later. If you eat any more, your stomach won't be able to hold it. How about my aunt cook it for you next time?" Song Qiu coaxed.
Song Zhenzhen obeyed and nodded. Although she still wanted to eat, she didn't insist on taking it. She just didn't forget to ask if she had left it for her brother.
Song Qiu had also seen the good relationship between these brothers and sisters. He smiled and said that he would keep it and never forget it.
Song Zhenzhen smiled happily and waited for her meal.
Song Qiu, the other guests, didn't need to cook the dishes herself, but she wanted to prepare a few dishes for Shen and her family here, so she let them drink tea and talk for a while, excused herself for the moment, and went to the kitchen to prepare the dishes.
went.
At this time, there were several tables of guests sitting in the lobby. The Li family and the Wang family were very busy. Both pots were occupied and they were not available for the time being.
Song Qiu took advantage of the small stove. If there were children or the elderly, it would be appropriate to make soft dishes.
It has been arranged in advance and the ingredients are ready.
A dish of pheasant stewed with mushrooms had been simmered in a casserole on the small stove for a long time. It was already stewed until soft.
Song Qiu started cooking another dish of steamed pork ribs, a sweet and sour pork loin, a fish-flavored shredded pork dish that goes well with rice, a dish of braised tofu with spinach, and a dish of garlic mashed cabbage.
When the big pot is empty, use the prepared big head fish to make a pot of spicy boiled fish.
Six dishes and one soup are enough to make you happy.
The dishes were brought into the side room by Aling and others, and Mr. Shen and others were invited to eat first.
Song Qiu started making a few more snacks.
Right now, sweet potatoes are the best thing. I made a shredded sweet potato, then made a sweet potato ball, and fried a sweet potato fries.
When Song Qiu entered the side room with snacks, Shen and the others had already eaten half of them.
The boiled fish was so spicy that Mr. Fan sweated on his forehead, so he quickly asked his servants to open a window to let in some air.
Mrs. Fan was eating happily. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but laugh. She quickly served a bowl of pheasant mushroom soup and handed it over, "I told you not to taste this soup. You have to taste it because you are so spicy."
Mr. Fan also laughed, "This boiled fish tastes really good. It's a pleasure to eat!"