"Soak the chicken legs in water for 1 hour to fully soak out the residual blood, then remove the bones and cut into small pieces; soak the dried mushrooms in warm water, remove the stems and cut into small pieces..."
Li Yi flipped through a "Noodle Encyclopedia" in his mind and started preparing the ingredients by following the recipe of mushroom stewed chicken noodles.
It's not that he doesn't want to make other more delicious things, but the ingredients in this kitchen are really pitiful. Apart from a small bag of flour, all Li Yi can find are a few dried mushrooms placed in the corner.
The flour is also very different from what was seen in later generations. It is far from that fine. There is a lot of bran in it, which makes it taste very bad. Li Yi had already realized this when he had dinner in the morning.
However, from a nutritional point of view, eating this kind of whole grains is really beneficial to the body. Of course, what's more important is that he can't find a better substitute for flour.
The provincial library, which was like a useless thing in his mind, finally played its role. Li Yi easily found a "Encyclopedia of Pasta" in the recipe area.
What he is going to make now is braised chicken noodles with mushrooms.
Mushroom stewed chicken noodles has the effect of replenishing deficiency and strengthening the spleen, which is of great benefit to the human body. Li Yi chose this kind of noodles, of course... just because he couldn't find other ingredients besides mushrooms and flour.
A book that only Li Yi could see was suspended in front of his eyes. He tore off two chicken legs and processed them according to the steps in the book. After dicing the mushrooms, he started kneading the noodles.
He had kicked Xiaohuan out of the kitchen a long time ago. After eating the noodles she made for lunch, Li Yi decided not to let her interfere in anything other than cooking porridge.
Kneading noodles is actually a technical activity.
Noodles need to be strong and chewy to taste. First of all, you need to choose good flour. Of course...this point can be ignored for the time being.
When kneading the noodles, the amount of water added, the quality of the salt, as well as the strength and technique of kneading the noodles, all affect the taste of the noodles. Li Yi has no requirements for salt. Even the flour is like this. How can he expect this world?
What good salt can there be...
As for other technical aspects, there is no difficulty at all. Everything he has read will be firmly engraved in his mind, and his subordinates are like gods... Outside the kitchen, the little maid stood on a stool and saw herself through the window.
My uncle’s skillful dough-making skills made his beautiful big eyes widen.
This uncle seemed different from the scholar she imagined.
The recipe of braised chicken noodles with mushrooms is really simple. There is a small vegetable garden in front of the kitchen. Li Yi found some lettuce in the vegetable garden. After taking it out of the pot, he sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions and a rich aroma spread over the noodles.
Although the ingredients are limited, Li Yi is still very satisfied with his work.
Because it was his first time making it and he was worried about wasting food, Li Yi just tried making it for one person. He washed his hands with some water in the water tank and was about to start tasting the long-lost taste. When he turned around, he saw an empty stove.
, Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly changed!
"Damn it, where's my face!"
Screams suddenly sounded in the kitchen.
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At night, the second aunt called out affectionately to the hen that was the only egg-laying hen in the house. After a while, the affectionate call turned into vicious curses.
"Who the hell, stole my chicken!"
"Don't let me catch you, I'll break your legs!"
"Yaoshou..."
Li Yi stood at the door and saw the woman standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips and yelling because she had lost the chicken. He thought of the bowl of noodles that he had mysteriously lost and shook his head. An expression of deep sympathy appeared on his face.
Went to the door and walked back to the house.
Now is a rare dinner time, and food is the only thing that cannot be disappointed. Li Yi doesn't want to listen to that shrew swearing at him while eating.
Liu Ruyi sat opposite Li Yi, with a strange look on her beautiful face.
The noodles are chewy, the meat is fresh and tender, and the soup tastes great. In fact, when she saw the dinner for the first time, Liu Ruyi was a little confused. Today's dinner didn't look like Xiaohuan's.
Not only was the fragrance rich, but the inside of the bowl was not just plain color like before. There were red and green, which made people appetite. What made her feel even more strange was that it was not a festival, but there was actually something in the bowl.
A little bit fishy.
After tasting a small sip, Liu Ruyi's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, she looked at the little maid and asked: "Xiaohuan, did you cook today's dinner?"
The little maid was indulging in the most delicious noodles she had ever eaten in her life. When she heard this, she suddenly raised her head and said, "No, it's my uncle..."
After saying this, I remembered that I had just agreed with my uncle not to tell the lady about this. His face changed slightly. When he looked up, he saw an expression of extreme surprise on the lady's face.
"Cough, cough..." Li Yi coughed twice, glared at the little maid without revealing any trace, and said, "I lived alone before, so I'm used to these things."
The strange color on Liu Ruyi's face was still there, she obviously hadn't digested this matter yet, her eyes turned to the pieces of meat in the bowl, "This meat..."
"Pheasant meat, picked up on the road..."
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After a long time, Liu Ruyi nodded and said softly: "My husband is a scholar, from now on... let Xiaohuan do these vulgar things."
Li Yi glanced at Xiao Huan. The little maid stuck out her tongue playfully and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
The girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, when she was innocent, seemed to have discovered that her uncle was different from the men outside, and the little maid gradually became more relaxed in front of him.
Next to Li Yi, Liu Ruyi, who had been silent, occasionally looked at him with the eyes of someone who had discovered a new world, and licked his lips unconsciously from time to time, as if he was reminiscing about something...
"By the way, the school in the village will reopen tomorrow. My husband needs to make some preparations in advance." After the meal, when Xiaohuan went to wash the dishes, Liu Ruyi seemed to have thought of something and said.
Li Yi nodded when he heard the words, but didn't take it to heart. Aren't they just a bunch of naughty kids? Tomorrow, I'll find a few books and teach them to read a few sentences, and then let them memorize them while shaking their heads. If they can't memorize them, they won't be allowed to go home for dinner. In ancient times,
The school is pretty much like this, right?
Li Yi had no psychological burden at all when dealing with a few naughty kids. After waking up, before he could have breakfast, Xiaohuan came over to inform him that it was time to go to school...
Li Yi still feels that something like a school should not appear in a bandit village. Xiaohuan led him through most of the village before stopping in front of a house that seemed a little more spacious than other places.
Come down.
Before he entered the house, he heard a burst of noise coming from inside, mixed with the laughter of naughty children. The moment Li Yi walked in, the atmosphere suddenly stopped and the surroundings became quiet.
The dirty faces, clear and curious eyes looked at him from top to bottom, and there were many eyes that seemed to be examining him.
After a few seconds of silence...
"Are you Sister Ruyi's husband-in-law?"
Before Li Yi could speak, a childish and dissatisfied voice came from the side.
