"The tall and green locust leaves are picked and delivered to the Chinese chef. New noodles are coming from the nearby market, and the juice...the juice..."
Yu Yuan was holding a round fan in his hand, and he was tapping his little head with the fan. What should I do...I couldn't recite it again...
"It's all juice and juice." A faint female voice floated over.
Yu Yuan immediately continued: "I'm too mature to join the party, and I have no worries about extra meals..." After finally reciting the entire song with great difficulty, the little guy patted his chest and let out a big sigh.
Looking at Yu Jian who was picking locust leaves and flowers, he threw down his fan and ran over to hug her legs again. He asked a little aggrievedly: "Sister...am I stupid?"
His sister has been teaching him for several days, but he just can't recite it completely and fluently.
"Of course not, Yuanyuan is already very powerful!" Yu Jian put the basket in her arms and squatted down to look at Yu Yuan.
Her compliment was completely true. The little guy will only go to elementary school next year. It is already very difficult for him to memorize such a complicated poem in such a short period of time.
Sure enough, after being comforted by her sister, Yu Yuan became confident again. She thoughtfully took the basket from her and carried it in her hand, hoping to help Yu Jian solve her problems.
This was Yu Jian's fifth day in the capital. Last night, there was a light rain, which barely dissipated some of the heat.
When Yu Jian opened the door in the morning, she felt a bit of coolness for the first time in a long time. She also saw the locust leaves with water droplets hanging on them, and called Dad Yu to bring a small ladder out.
She is going to make a dish of cold locust leaves.
Food in the Tang Dynasty must be fresh and exquisite, and it was favored by many literati. Not only did they like to eat it, but they also had to record it for future generations.
Yu Jian couldn't help laughing sometimes when she looked at everyone's words: What a foodie!
What Yu Yuan just recited was Du Fu's "Sophora Leaf Lengtao".
After being washed by the rain, the locust leaves were brightly green. Yu Jian picked out the tenderest buds and leaves, picked out the budding flower bones, and filled a small half basket.
Yu Yuan obeyed her instructions, poured all the leaves and flowers in the basket into the pool, and began to rub them with his little hands.
Don’t think that he is a childish person. He remembers what he said! Being able to help his sister wash vegetables is the first step in learning cooking skills!
The little guy was tiptoeing while feeling complacent.
Yu Jian looked at him from behind, and it was indescribably funny. These were not washing vegetables, but he was clearly playing with water, and a large amount of water stains were splashed all over his body.
"Go to daddy to give you a bath and change clothes. When mommy comes back, she will scold you again!" She drove the little guy away, and Yu Jian took over his work, scrubbing the locust leaves one by one.
He took another basin of clean water and soaked the sophora flowers in it.
Squeeze out the water from the Sophora japonica leaves and pour them into the porcelain jar. Yu Jian picked up the grinding rod and ground the Sophora japonica leaves into pieces bit by bit. Then, scoop the crushed Sophora japonica leaves into clean gauze and slowly squeeze out the Sophora japonica leaves juice.
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The fresh locust leaf juice had a fresh herbal aroma and was dark green in color. Yu Jian poured it into a large glass bowl. It looked surprisingly good-looking.
She picked it up, shook it and admired it for a while, then took out a basin, mixed the flour according to the proportion, added the locust leaf juice and kneaded it into a dough.
Then roll the dough into a dough, fold it in half several times, and lift the knife with your hand to form half-inch-wide noodles. Sprinkle a handful of dry flour on it, and lift up the noodles that are stuck together to shake them out.
The locust leaf noodles are not only green and bright in color, but also have the fragrance of locust leaves. Yu Jian picked up a wide noodle and smelled it, nodding with satisfaction.
The essence of Huaiye Lengtao lies in the mixed vegetables mixed with the noodles. Yu Jian made two types, one meat and one vegetarian. The meat version used beef tendons and beef she had brought from Raoxiang that had been marinated for a long time, and added coriander, rice pepper and
minced garlic, and pour a spoonful of hot oil to mix until fragrant.
This vegetarian version is more sophisticated. Cut the lotus root and bamboo shoots into cubes, add more minced garlic and dried tofu, add lard in the pot, first add onion and ginger and saute until fragrant, then pick out the fried ginger slices and add the lotus root.
Add the diced bamboo shoots and stir-fry until the aroma comes out, then add the minced garlic and dried tofu and stir-fry again.
The flavors of lard and bamboo shoots blend together, making it particularly tempting, not inferior to meat dishes at all.
After putting the fried ingredients on the plate, Yu Jian cooked the noodles, scooped them out, and put them into water with ice cubes to cool them thoroughly. At this time, the Sophora japonica flowers in the basket were also steamed, and the whole room was filled with fragrance.
The scent of locust flowers.
Yu Yuan sniffed her little nose, ran out of the room, and shouted happily: "It smells so good! It smells so good!"
Father Yu took a towel and followed him, scolding him as he chased: "Wipe your head... I'll catch a cold again after I turn on the air conditioner..."
As he was saying this, a wisp of aroma came into his nose. He stopped to taste it carefully and swallowed unconsciously.
My daughter must be making delicious food again!
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"Jian, can you go alone?" Yu's father was still a little worried and asked Yu Jian to wait at the door, wanting to go back to the house to get the car keys.
Yu Jian was helpless: "Dad, after exiting the alley, turn left and cross the road. Where did you park your car?"
Yu's mother called her. She was too busy today and didn't have time to go home for dinner. Yu Jian discussed with her and would send her lunch later.
Mother Yu was so moved that she still felt a little sorry for her daughter. She couldn't spend time with her properly even when she came to the capital.
Although this capital city is big, it always favors those who work hard. The Yu family struggled in their early years. Without a diploma, they relied on hard work, and without education, they studied more. Now one works as a second chef in a time-honored restaurant, and the other works as an accountant in a financial company.
Yu's mother's company is close to home, so she can take care of her children at any time. Yu Jian picked up her lunch box and walked out of the courtyard, walking leisurely.
A black car parked not far from the door. The car's logo looked like a luxury brand that was always shown in TV commercials. Yu Jian looked at it curiously and accidentally met the eyes of the man in the driver's seat.
The man had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little blurry in the smoke. Yu Jian could only vaguely see a bright scarlet light, and then she avoided sight.
But I was deeply impressed by those dark eyes. How should I put it... I always felt that there was a sense of shrewdness that I couldn't control.
Mother Yu was waiting downstairs in the company. When she saw her daughter, she quickly waved. After receiving the lunch box, she took out a tissue and wiped the sweat beads rolling down her daughter's face, and said angrily: "I told you not to come, it's noon."
It’s so hot.”
Yu Jian smiled shyly: "If you sweat more, think of it as losing weight."
This made Yu's mother laugh and scold: "Look at how much meat you have on your body, and you are still losing weight! You really should let the two males in the family listen."
However, her daughter's thoughtfulness and filial piety still satisfy her.
Mother Yu opened the zipper of the lunch box and smelled a fresh aroma. She curiously took out the glass bowl, which contained neatly balled green noodles. She opened the lid and felt cool even before eating.
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There are also two small boxes in the bag, which look like side dishes for mixing noodles.
Mother Yu didn't care. She poured all the ingredients in the small box into the noodles, stirred them evenly, and swallowed the noodles in one mouthful. She felt refreshed.
The noodles were smooth and chewy, and combined with the slightly spicy crunch of the side dishes, Yu's mother's eyes immediately lit up, and she took several more bites of the bowl.
The colleague next to her had worked with her for almost five years. This was the first time she saw her cheeks bulging while eating, and he couldn't help but ask: "What are you eating?"
She was so greedy that her mouth was watering...
"Leng Tao of Locust Leaves" is a poem by Du Fu.
Several major literati in the Tang Dynasty loved to eat, could eat, and knew how to eat.
While eating, he also left many food records for future generations.
There are many replicas of this dish.
But it does have a different flavor if it is made exactly as it is said in the poem~
If you don’t mind the trouble, you can really give it a try~