Jia Lian immediately looked over and saw Aunt Zhao, who was lowering her head and gritting her teeth, and had just rolled her eyes at him.
Everyone in the Jia family knows that Jia Mu will give food to anyone she favors. This is a rare favor and care.
But Jia Mu never gave food to Jia Huan, and certainly not to Jia Cong.
Aunt Zhao did not dare to hate the old lady and Mrs. Wang, so she naturally directed her resentment towards Jia Lian, Wang Xifeng and Baoyu.
Jia Lian has many big things to do, so he naturally can't care about a small role like Aunt Zhao, let alone care about people like her.
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Aunt Xue over there had nothing to say, so she praised Yuanyang's beautiful silver-red coat, which made Mother Jia sigh with emotion.
When Jia's mother was eating, there were little maids standing behind her, holding bowls, bowls, and handkerchiefs. At this time, Yuanyang was asked to deliver the food. Jia's mother pulled Hu Huo over and pointed at the silver-red coat she was wearing.
Aunt said:
"What I just told you is this 'soft smoke'.
There are only four colors in total: one is sky blue after rain, the same is autumn fragrant, the same is pine green, and the same is this silvery red.
The silver-red yarn is also called 'Xia Ying gauze', and there are various types of folding branches, there are those with the pattern of flowing clouds and bats, and there are those with the pattern of hundreds of butterflies piercing flowers. The yarns used today are not so soft, thick, light and dense. These are all things from the early years. They have been stored in the warehouse for thirty years. I am afraid they are all moldy.
When I was looking for something last month, I asked Yuanyang to find a dozen of them. I picked some that were azure after the rain and made a tent for me to hang. Looking from a distance, they looked as beautiful as smoke.
Tou Qianer always thought it was a good thing and was reluctant to use it. Now, I have figured it out. Use it when you need to use it. It would be a pity to keep it in vain and get moldy. I asked them to bring out the silver and red ones and give them to the girls.
Just use the lining to make clothes.
Old things that should be gone are gone. Just like my age, there is no going back."
Mother Jia was a little sentimental at this time. After all, seeing these top-notch weaving products reminded her of the prosperity of the family business when it was at its peak, and how she looked in her youth.
Aunt Xue felt something was wrong, so she persuaded:
"After all, the family has a big business, so no one outside would dare to think of giving such expensive things to the girls."
Mrs. Wang glanced at Baochai, and Baochai also said:
"It's a pity that this expensive gauze can be used to cover window drawers. It's also worse for making clothes. The old lady said it would be better for making bed curtains. Sure enough, the old lady was the most clever."
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Seeing Jia Mu like this, Jia Lian deliberately looked at the table and sighed:
"In the six months since I've been in the south, I've been thinking about the same thing at home. The more I can't eat it, the more I miss it."
Old people like to hear younger people talking about such topics, and they immediately got excited:
"Lian Er, what do you want to eat? Just tell me and I'll ask them to do it.
It doesn’t matter if it’s next to our house, there’s always food.”
Jia Lian smiled and said:
"Our eggplant is really no longer available anywhere else outside this house."
When Jia Mu heard this, she quickly ordered someone to get it.
Not long after, a maid came in with a bowl of eggplant.
Jia Mu asked someone to put the eggplant in front of Jia Lian:
"I made it specially for you. Try it and see if it tastes the way you want."
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With all conscience, Jia Lian really wanted to try this legendary "eggplant".
But when the eggplant was actually served on the table, Jia Lian felt a little disappointed.
Fragrant, indeed fragrant, a strong chicken aroma.
It just has nothing to do with eggplant.
Jia Lian looked at the thing in front of him that looked like Shanghai Babao Hot Sauce and couldn't help but sigh:
Sure enough, it is better to miss each other than to miss each other, and it is better not to miss her than to miss her. When the legendary beauty is really in front of her, I am afraid she is not as beautiful as she imagined.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jia Lian had no choice but to pick up the ebony inlaid silver chopsticks, chop some off and put it into his mouth.
Suddenly, Jia Lian's eyes widened.
So delicious!
In a small bite, there are soft eggplant and dried fragrant seeds, crispy pine nuts and mushrooms, soaked in the strong aroma of chicken fat and chicken, and there is also a hint of lingering fragrance of sake lees on the outside. It is salty and slightly sweet in the mouth.
The rich taste of a variety of ingredients, combined with different levels of continuous and mellow taste, is simply a super-enhanced version of the classic rice bowl.
Unable to hold back, Jia Lian took three big mouthfuls of rice in a row, still wanting more.
This thing is simply a magical tool for cooking. It is estimated that if there were not a large group of people around to watch, Jia Lian could use it to kill three large bowls of rice.
The old lady likes to watch her children and grandchildren eat for no reason. At this time, seeing Jia Lian eating deliciously, she also had a great appetite and took two more bites.
He also ordered the girl to give Jia Lian some food and said to Jia Lian:
"It can be seen that the food outside is always not as good as at home. You pity me, eat more. If you like it, I will ask them to make it for you every day and send it to you."
When Jia Lian saw that the opportunity was right, he asked:
"Is this eggplant really made of eggplant?"
Aunt Xue laughed and joined in:
"When I ate it, I felt it had a bit of eggplant flavor, but the rest really didn't look like eggplant."
Yuanyang was returning from delivering the vegetables and came in to see Jia Mu. Jia Mu said to her:
"They all say that this eggplant is not made from eggplant. Can you tell them how it is made?"
Yuanyang immediately smiled and said:
"This is not difficult to do.
Remove all the skin and scallops from the eggplants that only come down in April and May. Just clean the meat, cut it into small dices, and fry it thoroughly with chicken.
Then combine chicken breast meat with sesame mushrooms, new bamboo shoots, mushrooms, five-spice dried bean curd, and various dried fruits. Cut them into small dices, simmer them with chicken soup until they are dry, collect the sesame oil, and mix with the lees oil.
Seal tightly in a porcelain jar.
When you want to eat, take it out and mix it with freshly fried chicken and melon seeds."
Aunt Xue smiled and said:
"It's strange that people say, 'After serving as an official for three generations, you only know how to dress and eat.' Your family is fully clothed and well-fed.
How much are a few small eggplants worth? It takes about a dozen chickens to go with it, and with these more than ten kinds of ingredients, the price is hundreds of times that of those few eggplants. It’s strange that it’s not delicious.
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Jia Lian also smiled and said:
"I said it's so delicious. It turns out that the reason why it's so great is because of the 'overwhelming' taste."
Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue's faces suddenly stiffened, but Baochai was the only one who was very calm.
Jia Mu's heart moved, and she immediately understood the meaning of Jia Lian's words, and said with a smile:
"As long as you like to eat. After you finish eating, you can stay and tell me about what you have experienced in the past six months in the south.
I haven’t been back to the south in decades, and I have almost forgotten many of the local customs and customs.”
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After the meal, everyone left. Jia Mu left Jia Lian to drink tea with her, and only asked Yuanyang to wait beside her.
Jia Mu pulled Jia Lian and said with a smile:
"I can tell, you smart little kid has something to tell me."
Jia Lian smiled and said:
"My grandson can't hide anything from the old lady, but it's hard for others to tell.
They all said that the old lady is old and should not be bothered by anything. But in the eyes of the grandson, if everything is good and not bad, then the old lady is not regarded as an ancestor.
The grandson just wants to tell his heartfelt words to his ancestors. If the ancestors feel that what their grandson said is wrong, they can be beaten or scolded, but they just don’t get angry."
Seeing Jia Mu smiling and nodding frequently, Jia Lian said again:
"Now our Jia family is just like the unsatisfactory eggplant in the eggplant. Our name even has the word "eggplant" in it, but in fact, it has been taken over by others.
The old lady makes the decision regarding Brother Bao’s affairs, and it’s not anyone else’s turn to cause trouble.
I only talk about the external affairs that my butler should take care of. Some side dishes are more valuable than the main dishes, and some servants are more decent than the master.
The slave deceived the master. This is a major matter that shakes the foundation. The time has come for us to make up our minds."