The lights in the room are colorful, and the dishes on the table are colorful.
"Ah Jian, winter melon and old duck porridge, it replenishes energy and keeps good health!" Yu's father came over with a bowl of white and glutinous porridge, put it in front of Yu Jian, and looked at his daughter expectantly.
Look at this little face, the chin is pointed and thin, and the cheekbones are so thin that they stand out. Even so, his daughter is still pretty, but Father Yu doesn’t want to raise a sister Lin. He handed the spoon in his hand to his daughter and ordered it again
Ordering a bowl: "Try it."
The summer in Raoping is hot and humid, and people always want to cook some food that is suitable for the climate to cool down. This winter melon and old duck pot is one of them.
Father Yu bought the duck before dawn from a house that specializes in raising teal ducks in the west of the village. He plucked the feathers and brought them back whole. He was in the kitchen very early in the morning, deboning and cutting the meat. Blanch the duck bones, green onion and ginger first, then blanch them.
Boil out the blood foam and impurities, then remove and clean it. Duck bone soup should be cooked in cold water in a pressure cooker. The cooked duck will have a rich flavor and no fishy smell.
The rice must be Thai jasmine rice, which Yu’s father bought and sent back some time ago. People in the south like to use indica rice when making porridge, but Yu’s father thinks that Thai rice is more delicious. The rice grains are slender and have a strong flavor after boiling.
The fragrance of pandan leaves. The rice needs to be soaked for twenty minutes, which is called open rice.
Beautiful porridge depends on heat. Dad Yu opened the pressure cooker, and the rich duck aroma came out. He found a large casserole, poured in the duck soup, and brought to a boil over high heat. Pour in the fragrant rice, add scallops, shredded ginger, and cook over low heat.
Simmer slowly.
Cut the duck meat into thin slices, stir with ginger and green onion, then add a spoonful of cooking oil and marinate for fifteen minutes.
Heat oil in a pan, sauté shredded shiitake mushrooms until fragrant and colored, then pour into the simmering porridge. Cut the winter melon into chunks and cook with the porridge until transparent, then slide in the duck slices and bring to a boil over high heat.
When it's finally out of the pot, sprinkle a handful of celery and coriander grains, and this is a dehumidification item suitable for all ages - winter melon and old duck porridge.
Yu Jian looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her quietly, blowing it slowly to cool down, then picked up the spoon, took a small spoonful and put it into her mouth. It was moderately salty, with the softness of the winter melon, the tenderness of the duck slices, and the taste of the rice grains.
Light fragrance, all blended together perfectly.
It's delicious! One bite after another, she kept moving her hands, and after a while, the whole bowl of porridge had reached the bottom.
"How does it taste?" Huang Nuan made a fool of herself across the table, her eyelashes fluttering, her face full of teasing.
Yu Jian silently picked up a tissue, wiped her mouth, and replied: "Of course...it's very delicious!"
The eyebrows are raised, that means: You want to eat? No!
Huang Nuan was trying to steal the chicken, but she didn't expect to be choked by Yu Jian. She twisted her body and leaned her head on Chen Xinyi's shoulder, saying in a pretentious manner: "Look at her, she's bullying!"
Chen Xinyi clicked her tongue twice and pulled her away coldly: "You deserve it." Who asked you to get to the muzzle of the gun and pick up the bullet?
The dinner was so sumptuous that Huang Nuan wanted to stay at Yu's house. Fried rice cakes with swimming crab, curry beef, steamed sea bass, braised chicken with perilla and snails, and a pot of stir-fried shrimp skin and loofah were all so delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue.
Putting down her chopsticks, she struggled for a long time and made up her mind: "Uncle Yu, how about I become your daughter?" Anyway, her father and mother were busy making money and had no time to care about her, so they might as well hug the Yu family's lap, even if Yu
When my uncle gets older in the future, and she still has Yu Jian, she will definitely not have to worry about delicious food!
What the hell??
Dad Yu's hand holding the chicken legs shook. He pretended not to hear what he just said. He stretched his chopsticks into Yu Jian's bowl and said softly: "A Jian, eat quickly."
joke?!
He didn't want this foodie daughter who came halfway. She was still his Ajian, no matter how you looked at her, she would be fine.
After the meal, Huang Nuan touched his round belly with one hand and pulled the door frame of the kitchen with the other. He looked at Dad Yu who was washing dishes inside and shouted: "Uncle, do you really not think about it anymore? I can provide for you in the future."
ah……"
Before she finished speaking, she was greeted by a peeled piece of ginger and a Nine-Yin White Bone Claw that was screwed onto her ear.
Chen Xinyi kept sneering: "I recorded it for you and sent it to your dad. Just wait until you get home and get beaten."
…
The old man went to bed early, and there was a lot of noise today, so he had lost his energy for a long time. He reluctantly chatted with Yu Jian for a few words and then went back to his room to rest.
Yu Jian listened to the sound of the kitchen door closing outside, and after a while, the study door opening again, thought for a while, took her things and walked out of the room.
"Come in..." Hearing the sound of the door panel being clicked, Father Yu said in the study, his voice wavering.
Opening the door, Yu Jian saw her old father standing on the chair, sticking his butt out and looking through the top cabinet. He knew what he was looking for. The chair legs could not withstand the huge pressure on them, and they made a creaking sound.
With a shake, Dad Yu's plump body also swayed. He quickly stopped his movements, bent his legs slightly, and stabilized his body. Seeing Yu Jian's disapproving eyes, he sneered: "I'll come down soon..."
Soon after, the chair shook violently and was about to fall. Yu Jian stepped forward and supported him steadily.
Sitting safely on the chair, Father Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I have lost weight. I will definitely lose weight when I return to the capital."
Look, you also have to leave time for yourself.
"What are you looking for?" Yu Jian looked at the cabinet and asked.
"It's the one with the blue cover, over there." Dad Yu pointed to her.
Yu Jian took another step onto the chair, put her toes on it, stretched her arms, took the book and jumped off the chair.
Steady and done in one go.
He even glanced at Dad Yu by the way.
Dad Yu thought he was in the wrong and quickly changed the subject: "What's wrong? You're still not resting so late."
Yu Jian took out the recipe she had just put aside and handed it to him.
Unexpectedly, Father Yu snatched it away, quickly opened the drawer and threw it to the innermost place. He closed the drawer and locked it. He waved his hand and said proudly: "Girl, we don't want this recipe anymore!"
He knew it! His daughter must have gotten sick because of this crappy recipe. It was also his fault for insisting on sending the recipe to his daughter in such a shameless manner. His daughter must have felt that the burden on her shoulders was too heavy and she was overly worried about it.
"Ajian, don't worry about recipes or not. You see, I, Yu Jianguo, can't live without a recipe until now? Your grandfather, great-grandfather, and those ancestors, their bones have turned to ashes, and they are still
Can you take care of future generations? And your uncle Jianping, even if he steals recipes, he still needs to open another restaurant. Why did your grandfather give it to him in a dream? Bah! Your grandfather, your grandfather has been reincarnated a long time ago
I’ve found another grandma for you..."
"dad."
Yu Jian interrupted his endless rants and smiled lightly. She understood in her heart why her old father said these words, but now she also has her responsibilities, and she also has things she wants to protect.
She walked over to her father, unlocked the lock, opened the drawer, and took out the half of the cookbook.
"I have read everything written here carefully, and it is not completely unfeasible. Although times have changed, there are always alternatives. In the past, people used extreme cooking techniques simply because they did not have high-tech appliances. Now,
There are many skills that can make up for it. Dad, I want to try to see if I can recreate all the dishes in the recipe. Are you willing to help me? "
What?
What is she talking about??
Father Yu was petrified on the spot, staring blankly at his daughter's smiling face.