Lin Fei said: "I want to make golden fried rice, rice is the best at this time."
"Oh, okay, let's pick it now." The two of them disappeared in a flash.
Lin Fei said in surprise: "So he is a master."
"They were originally two guardians of the Kunlun Sect of the Ancient Martial Arts. More than 60 years ago, the sect changed in surprise. They had no way to go and were taken in by my father. My father asked them to serve and protect me. It has been sixty years in a flash.
"Feng Lingxiao sighed: "After the accident happened in our Feng family thirty years ago, the only thing I have survived is because they are by my side day and night."
Lu Wanjun nodded and said, "This is one reason, and there is another probably because you married the Shui family."
"Is the water family safe? Something happened to my husband!"
"It was an accident between Brother Wenshan."
"Is it an accident? Maybe, but I always feel that this is targeting me, my husband, my family, and my relatives, all died one after another, but I was left alone..." Feng Lingxiao's
Tears couldn't help but flow.
"Godmother, don't be sad. Don't you have me?" Lin Fei thought to himself, and Shui Bo is silently paying attention to protect you.
Feng Lingxiao wiped his tears, "Look at me, I mentioned my sad things when I was so happy."
"It's better to say something, it's very uncomfortable to hold it in my heart."
At this time, Peng Wenyuan walked in, "Miss, the vegetables are picked, I have washed them too."
Feng Lingxiao nodded and smiled at Lin Fei and said, "Xiaofei, start making dishes."
"Okay." Lin Fei put down the potatoes being peeled, picked up a few handfuls of rice, roasted them slightly on the wood stove, rubbed them gently with his hands, and the rice skins were rubbed down one after another.
Lu Wanjun picked up her phone and wanted to take more photos and videos of Lin Fei. Whenever she was upset, she would take them out and take them out to take a look.
Lin Fei put the peeled rice into a bowl, then put it in an iron pot and roast it slightly. Then a brush starts to brush oil on the rice grains. The rice grains begin to emit the fresh aroma of rice, and the color begins to turn golden.
.
Lin Fei immediately put out the rice grains, then poured a few drops of oil into the pot, poured the rice grains in again, and then started to fry. The rice grains in the pot were in the air with Lin Fei's left spoon.
Flying and jumping.
Lin Fei started sprinkling seasonings into the rice grains with his right hand. There was not much seasoning, only a little salt and a little drunken powder. The drunken powder was ground into the drunken herbs and was discovered by Lin Fei just now in the field.
This is a rare spice that only grows in the mountains. This spice itself does not have a strong aroma, but is placed in the food to stimulate the aroma of the food itself. After Lin Fei bakes it dry and grinds it into powder, it becomes
Drunk fragrance powder.
This is of course a spice found in the mountains of Shuiwen Mountain. The mountain where I lived in my previous life gave birth to many rare animals, flowers and plants. It has obtained the fortune of nature and nurtured Lin Fei in my previous life.
Feng Lingxiao's eyes are very complicated, with appreciation and aftertaste...
Isn't this the same thing about Lu Wanjun? It seems that he went back many years ago when he was with her. Every meal she ate was carefully cooked for her...
"Finish!" Lin Fei shook his hand and the rice grains flew into the plate. The rice grains were golden and transparent, with an attractive color. The fragrance of fresh rice seemed to be sublimated, which was fascinating.
"Godmom, try it."
Feng Lingxiao couldn't wait to dig a spoon with a spoon and put it in her mouth, and tasted it carefully. The familiar fragrance almost made her cry.
However, Lin Fei seemed to be fried better than Wenshan.
In fact, the method is the same, except that there is an extra seasoning of drunken fragrance powder, so it is more fragrant.
Lin Fei once made golden fried rice for Zhou Yaqing, but he did not add the drunken fragrance powder. This spice is just like some precious herbs and is hard to come by.
Even so, it is extremely delicious, and Zhou Yaqing has been obsessed with it.
"It's so delicious." Feng Lingxiao picked up the plate, "Everyone comes and tastes it."
Shi Tiehua and Peng Wenyuan on the side had been petrified. Peng Wenyuan murmured: "Young Master Fei's attitude of cooking, the indescribable sense of art. If it weren't for not looking like him, I almost suspected that he was my aunt.
It's like cooking."
"No wonder Mr. Li Fei is the adopted son. It seems that Mr. Fei must be because he looks very much like a son-in-law."
"You finally understand." Feng Lingxiao smiled with relief.
But Lu Wanjun disagreed. She felt that Lin Fei’s cooking attitude was more like him! He could not be from Shui Wenshan!
"Xiaofei, you can make that golden silk sponge." Lu Wanjun said.
Feng Lingxiao's eyes lit up, "Yes, golden silk elastic noodles, the golden silk elastic noodles that your mother Lu and I like to eat."
Shi Tiehua said in surprise: "Impossible, how could Young Master Fei have a golden silk sponge?!"
"Yes, isn't this a pasta dish created by my son-in-law? Not long after, my son-in-law..." Shi Tiehua immediately secretly pounded Peng Wenyuan's back. Peng Wenyuan knew that he was too much, glanced at Feng Lingxiao and Lin Fei, and suddenly,
Speak silently.
Although the golden silk spring noodles are just a dish of pasta, they are made with a lot of ingredients. Feng Lingxiao is very complete in the mountains. Perhaps because Mr. Peng and Grandma Shi often go out to purchase, otherwise he would have really been.
I can't make this golden wire sponge.
These ingredients must be fully integrated into the flour. If you only chop with a knife, it is not possible. You must use internal energy to completely crush the shrimp, crab roe, fish roe, etc. into meat powder.
Lin Fei mixed the ingredients and flour and corn flour together, and began to knead the dough with various kneading techniques. After kneading for a few minutes, when the dough hit the table, it jumped up like a ball, which surprised everyone.
Then Lin Fei stretched quickly, and the golden dough began to turn into strips, one by one, one by one.
Lin Fei started to boil the soup, mixed the hen soup and beef bone soup and boiled it, put the golden silk noodles into the pot, and less than three minutes, add some seasonings and immediately leave the pot, and after ordering a few green onions,
A bowl of golden silk sprinkles are ready.
In the floating bowl, there were golden silk, like a masterpiece of nature's magical craftsmanship, which was very moving.
Peng Wenyuan and Grandma Shi were petrified again. Could it be that the young master was a son-in-law who traveled through time?
Lu Wanjun smiled and said, "Don't watch everyone, let's go to set the table, I'm hungry."
"Yes, we all forget about Xiao Fei's cooking. What should we do? Sister Shi, Brother Peng, you two put the stone table in the yard of Shantai. Let's eat in the yard. Don't
Forgot to sprinkle some cordyceps around.”
The two of them answered and went out.
Feng Lingxiao and Lu Wanjun continued to help Lin Fei, and of course they couldn't help but look at Lin Fei who was cooking and was stunned.
An hour later, the food was ready and was placed on the stone table on the mountain terrace.
In addition to the golden fried rice, dragon and snake soup, flower cake, honey and red shrimp, and a bowl of golden silk sponge ordered by Lu Wanjun, Lin Fei added a few more dishes, mountain pepper crab meat patties, and mountain mushrooms.
Soup, grilled fish, etc. were set up a large table.
Feng Lingxiao also took out the treasured immortal Zui, and Peng Wenyuan's saliva flowed out.
Peng Wenyuan likes to drink and has also drunk a lot of good wine, but Xianren Zui has only drunk once in his life, which was the day Feng Lingxiao and Shui Wenshan got married. After drinking for three days, he burped and had a smell of wine.
"I'll have some juice." Lu Wanjun smiled and said, "I can't bear to drink."
"What? I'm not happy to come here, I'm so disrespectful." Feng Lingxiao pretended to be angry and said, "Don't come after I don't drink it."
Lin Fei said, "Godmom won't drink..." Then he saw Feng Lingxiao blinking at him secretly, and was a little confused for a moment. Could it be that Feng Lingxiao deliberately asked Lu Wanjun to drink?
"It's not okay if my godmother doesn't drink it. The three of us finally had a meal together. Shouldn't we drink and celebrate?"
"Okay." Lu Wanjun picked up the wine glass, "This is the only one."
"It's still your godson who has a big face. He just drinks it when he says."
"I think what Xiaofei said makes sense. Do we have to celebrate if we get together?" Lu Wanjun smiled, "But I have a lot of wine to drink in my life. If you drink too much, you have to pay attention to me and be abandoned.
It fell down the mountain.”
"A glass of wine won't be." Feng Lingxiao let out a slight moment and poured it on her, and the clear fragrance of wine suddenly spread.
The cry of apes came from the mountains, as if they also smelled the scent of wine.
Feng Lingxiao poured Peng Wenyuan a full cup, "Brother Peng, let you drink enough today."
Peng Wenyuan slaps his mouth, "It's a waste to drink such a good wine."
"You are most qualified to drink this wine. Without you and Sister Shi, there would be no today as me. You must have a good drink today." Feng Lingxiao looked at Shi Tiehua, "Sister Shi, so are you."
"Okay!" Shi Tiehua smiled and said, "I am even more happy to see the lady so happy today. Congratulations to the lady for accepting such a good adopted son."
Feng Lingxiao smiled and said, "You are right."
All poured wine, Feng Lingxiao raised his glass, "I, Feng Lingxiao, have been lonely for most of my life. Today is the happiest time in nearly thirty years, because you are the closest people to me, and today I got together, I
Very happy, come and let's raise our glasses together to celebrate this wonderful moment."
Except for Lu Wanjun, the other four people all had a lot of alcohol and all dries in one gulp.
After drinking a glass of wine, the immortals were intoxicated and they all began to let go of their slight restraint and talked loudly. The valley seemed to have their voices echoed.
"Godmom, your godlike residence is so beautiful, it is like a fairyland on earth."
Lin Fei watched as the sun had set, only the red clouds were still floating in the mountains, and groups of birds returned to the forest...
"This is a small mountain house designed by your deceased foster father. He knew that I like quietness, so he promised that if he finds good forests in the future, he would build a house for me in every forest so that I could spend all over China and even the world.
He could live in the mountains and forests, but only built this mountain residence, so he…” Feng Lingxiao sighed slightly.
"Just this mountain residence is enough. Can you live there so many people?" Lu Wanjun was about to be sad again when she saw Feng Lingxiao, and immediately joked.