Chapter 170 I think something may have happened to him
Chapter 170 I think something might have happened to him
Tang Jingling finished the work at hand and looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock. Tang Yuan would tell him the news that she was safe every now and then, and she would hang up the phone if he said a word more. After thinking about it, she always felt that
Something is wrong. I happened to be near Lanhai Street today, and I was going to go find Yu Jian to discuss countermeasures.
In the back kitchen, Yu Jian is busy in front of the chopping board. The prize in the live broadcast room was drawn yesterday, but she still had to bother her to make the meatballs one by one. There is no other reason: the demand for Sixi Suwan is too high.
.On the contrary, the traditional Sixi meatballs received a mediocre response.
Yu Jianping said awkwardly to the camera: "It seems that Ah Jian is more charming."
This caused another barrage in the live broadcast room. Everyone was flattering and shouting: "Uncle Jianping's craftsmanship is first-rate!"
There are also people with high emotional intelligence who have not forgotten the old father who is still busy: [Jianguo’s father’s cooking is also delicious!]
This bowl of water is held evenly and neatly, even the scales are not even so neat!
Yu Jianguo took a cheerful look, and was so bombarded by the sugar-coated bombs that he could hardly tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He felt happy in his heart, clapped his big hands, and called Zhou Xiaoyan: "Take another wave and give me dumplings!"
The winter in Beijing is extremely cold. It's only December, and I don't want to go out without wearing thick down. At this time, hot and plump dumplings become a frequent visitor on the table.
The Yu family is from the south, and usually likes more wontons, but the diners requested it, and Master Yu couldn't ignore their requests. They added several dumplings with different fillings to the staple food, such as ordinary ones with chicken and winter bamboo shoot fillings, and three kinds of dumplings with different fillings.
There are fresh stuffings, mutton stuffings, and the less common ones are goose stuffings.
With such a commotion, the audience in the live broadcast room became even more lively, and the screen was filled with rocket ships.
Now, it was Yu Jian's turn to laugh and cry. She was still rolling the meatballs in her hand. Yu Jianguo called her again: "Jian, the dumplings you sent are in the shape of jade cabbage you made last time, and they are also given to our store.
Let’s advertise here!”
Recently, he was reading business management books with his mother Yu, and he also knew that he was going to advertise.
"Okay!" Yu Jian nodded helplessly and said to the camera, "Today I will give out all the Sixi meatballs to everyone. As for the dumplings, the winner will send a private message backstage to tell me what fillings he likes. Wait for me tomorrow
Make it for everyone!”
There were cheers again.
To be honest, since the live broadcast started, everyone has become more harmonious than ever before. Yu Jianguo and Yu Jianping are not good at words, and I don’t interact with them too much at ordinary times, but when I have free time, I will read what they write. As time goes by,
He also makes some jokes.
Yu Jian was even more kind. As long as she was in the store, she would basically chat with them while cooking. She would answer everyone's cooking questions one by one.
The audience felt that after such a long time, they had to show their flaws long ago, but how real this family is! Some people who used to speak harshly to them have now turned into fans, and they still won't let it go even if they are beaten to death.
That kind of thing.
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Tang Jingling walked into the store with a weathered look. It was almost past lunch time, and there were only a few tables of people in the hall, all of whom were drinking tea and chatting towards the end of the meal.
Zhang Mingming was on duty today and saw a familiar face. He quickly served him hot tea and warmed him up first: "Sister Tang, why are you here at this time?"
After taking a sip of tea, Tang Jingling felt that her whole body came to life. She put the cup in her hands and rubbed it back and forth. A smile appeared on her frozen face: "I happen to be nearby, come and take a look. Is the little boss here?
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"Here we are! It's such a cold day. Can I give you some mutton soup, stir-fry two vegetables, and serve a plate of dumplings?" Zhang Mingming pointed to the back, indicating that Yu Jian was in the kitchen, and took out the menu for her to look at.
"Okay, it's up to you, don't do too much, I'm trying to lose weight!" Tang Jingling nodded, still trusting the people of Lao Yu's family.
lose weight?
Zhang Mingming looked her back and forth several times. Sister Tang's face was not as big as his palm, and her legs were like two thin bamboo poles. How could there be any fat for her to lose weight?
This woman, sometimes she just doesn’t know what she’s thinking...
Zhang Mingming shrugged, saying he didn't understand.
"Little boss, Sister Tang is here. She said she was doing business nearby. I looked like she was walking here, and her nose was red from the cold." Zhang Mingming opened the curtain with the list and said to Yu Jian.
"Okay, I understand, you can make a pot for her first!"
Today's dumpling filling was mixed by Yu Jianguo early in the morning. The mutton leg meat was deboned and washed, beaten into a paste by hand, marinated with seasonings and cooking wine, and a few eggs were added and stirred evenly.
Cut fresh fennel into fine pieces, beat it with the mutton paste, add some water and rub it to make the spices and meat perfectly blend.
The dumpling wrappers are rolled by Yu Jianxian. Press the small dough lightly with the palm of your hand and roll it lightly with the rolling pin. You will get a dumpling wrapper of moderate thickness and suitable size. Take a spoonful of fillings and dip your fingertips in water.
, twist, press, and press, and the white and fat little round dumplings will become.
Tang Jingling waited and waited. After drinking half a pot of tea, the delicious dishes finally arrived. It was exactly what Zhang Mingming said: a small bowl of mutton soup, a small plate of dumplings, a plate of crisp cucumbers, and a plate of stir-fried lettuce. The portion was just right.
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I feel happy when I see green leafy vegetables in winter, not to mention that the green lettuce still has a strong fragrance, and you can tell at a glance that it has been stir-fried with broth.
The mutton soup was refreshing and refreshing. Yu Jian skimmed off the oil and sprinkled with chopped green onion and celery powder. It was fragrant after one sip. The mutton inside was stewed until it was soft and melted in the mouth. Tang Jingling ate it quietly.
After half a bowl, I turned to the dumplings on the plate.
When she was young, her parents had not yet passed away, and her mother would always make dumplings during festivals. After all these years, her parents' faces still appeared in her memory.
The dumpling skin is soft and smooth, and when you bite it gently, the salty and delicious soup overflows instantly, accompanied by a special aroma.
She smelled it carefully and said in surprise: "Is this... fennel?"
These fennel and mutton dumplings are considered an exotic flavor. There is no onion or ginger in the filling, only the smell of fennel, a spice, mixed with the mutton, which is surprisingly harmonious.
She chewed the dumplings in her mouth. The delicateness of the mutton and the softness of the dumpling wrappers blended together, making it even more delicious than the mutton soup just now.
The pickled cucumber has a bit of spicy and sour taste. After two bites, you will whet your appetite.
Not to mention the stir-fried lettuce, which is soaked in soup and put into your mouth in one bite, making a crunchy crunching sound.
In just a while, Tang Jingling ate everything, not even the mutton soup was left. She stroked her warm stomach and complained to herself sadly: "I ate too much again! I just can't control that mouth!"
Zhang Mingming happened to hear her words when he came to collect the plates and couldn't help but laugh.
Tang Jingling glared at him: "It's all you who made me eat too much again!" The responsibility was clearly placed on Zhang Mingming.
Okay, I've finished eating anyway, so you can say whatever you want. Zhang Mingming lowered his head and cleared the table, refilled her tea, and then went to the back to invite Yu Jian over.
"Little boss, are all you girls so... duplicitous?" Zhang Mingming asked quietly, following Yu Jian.
Yu Jian was curious: "Why do you say that?"
"It's not Sister Tang. She said she wanted to lose weight, but she finished all the food and there was nothing left!" The key point is that she blamed him for serving too much food.
Is there any heavenly principle?
Yu Jian couldn't help laughing: "Sister Tang is joking with you!"
Tang Jingling took Yu Jian's hand and sat together, her brows full of worry: "Has Tang Yuan contacted you?"
After going abroad, Tang Yuan only contacted Yu Jian once. He left a hurried message on WeChat, explaining that he had to leave for something. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to her, and said he would be back soon and bring her a gift then.
Yu Jian looked at it but didn't reply. She felt a little resentful in her heart, and felt that his words were just normal behaviors to please girls, so she couldn't help but feel a little unmotivated.
Seeing that Yu Jian was silent, Tang Jingling sighed, feeling faintly uneasy in her heart: "Jian, I think something might have happened to Tang Yuan."