Chapter 1276 I take you as a master but you want to be my father?
Later, Xiao Yourong had a stomachache from eating too much ice cream, so Lin Chou took her back to Yanhuishan in advance.
"Look at you, it's not like you haven't eaten that thing before, so..."
"Sit tight and cover your stomach with this. I'll make a bowl of hot soup for you to drink."
Su Yourong pouted.
There is a very small surprise hidden in the eyes, oh, there are also tears of pain.
"Wet tiger, wet tiger, then what kind of soup will I drink..."
"You little thing!"
If Sikong were here, he would definitely be waiting for an old bowl of Sanhe soup with a thick layer of mountain pepper oil floating on it.
However, a cute little thing like Yourong is definitely not suitable for a liquid bomb that is so violent that if you drink it, it will immediately explode on the spot and spit out the real fire of Samadhi.
"Let me see what else is in the kitchen. Well, this pork ribs, corn and kelp soup should be from the day before yesterday. Forget it, this chicken soup looks a little oily, but the pig's blood soup is fresh..."
Lin Chou found a casserole, poured the pig blood soup from the large stew pot into the casserole, removed the pig blood and left only the clear soup, and slowly reheated it over low heat.
As far as Lin Chou is concerned, this soup is actually more flavorful and tastes better.
Just like in the early years, when there were no messy chemicals in seasonings, some chefs stewed a pot of rich chicken soup in order to make it fresh. Of course, the most common method was not to sprinkle a handful of chicken essence into it, but to stew it in advance.
One portion of chicken soup, use this soup to stew another chicken.
Believe it or not, the taste of this soup is absolutely different from the soup made by simmering two chickens in one pot at the same time.
Cut the fresh pig blood tofu into small, shaky pieces with a knife and add it to the boiling soup base. The blood tofu slowly loses its eye-catching red color and turns into an unpretentious gray color.
Su Yourong held her belly and looked at the soup in the pot by the stove fire. She felt that time seemed to pass very slowly at this moment, but it was very beautiful.
"Master, master, you always have the smell of good food. In my previous home, my relatives only smelled of perfume and ammonia from the source crystal. The chef of the family cooked the soup every night, and the servants took it to their respective
Give us something to drink in the bedroom.”
Lin Chou gently stirred the soup with a spoon and said with a smile,
"Master can't imagine what that kind of life is like. I only remember what my father said most often when I was a child: Fortunately, there is no winter in Mingguang, because we can't afford other clothes at all."
"There's nothing wrong with being poor," Su Yourong said. "I often go to the alleys in Xiacheng District to play. I'd rather live in a small, narrow courtyard with my parents and elders. The only thing I have to worry about every day is how to get money."
Food to fill your stomach for the next meal.”
Lin Chou raised her thumb,
"The positioning is very precise, little apprentice Ang. Even I have to admit that the happiness at that time is indeed the most authentic happiness. It can be purely happy for having a full meal, or whether it is better to be happy for a plate of pickles.
Arguing over whether salt is still salty.”
"Master, what is the most delicious thing you have ever eaten?"
"The most delicious?" Lin Chou scratched his head in embarrassment, "I can only say that the one that impressed me the most was that once my father used the last piece of bacon at home to stir-fry mixed vegetables. In fact, it was just a lot of wild vegetables mixed together, some spicy and some sweet.
It's crispy and sweet, but it doesn't taste strange at all, it's delicious. Anyway, like you, I ate until I was full and then had a stomachache for a long time."
"Oh... I also want to eat bacon and stir-fried mixed vegetables..."
"Not today, I'll wait until my stomach feels better." Lin Chou rubbed Yourong's head, "Actually, it's not unreasonable for many people to like bacon. You know, fry the bacon to get the salty fat and then stir-fry fresh wild vegetables. The bacon fat
The fragrance is mixed with the freshness, fragrance, saltiness and freshness of wild vegetables, and it has a particularly simple and pure feeling. The three flavors are distinct and integrated into one, so..."
"But you just said that I can't eat it!" Su Yourong said quietly, "Master, I suspect that you are deliberately greedy for me."
Lin Chou laughed and turned down the flame on the stove.
"I'll go back and find some wild vegetables for you~"
Su Yourong looked surprised——
"Eh eh eh?"
"Really, Master!"
"Master is great! My stomach no longer hurts!"
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"The old man in my family is your master. If he knew that your master and I are too lazy to let wild vegetables grow in the yard, he wouldn't praise me for my greatness - the old man would probably just remove my femoral head and shake it."
Su Yourong stood at the back door of the kitchen and watched Lin Chou picking vegetables. She smiled when she heard this.
"But master, your yard is obviously very beautifully decorated! There are many trees and flowers in the back hill, which I have never seen before."
Although Xiao Yourong's words were not against his will, he obviously said them in a nice way.
"Wait a minute, Master, what kind of vegetable are you holding in your hand? I seem to recognize it... Wow, woo, woo, Master, you are a big liar, how could you deceive a child? Wow... this is not a wild vegetable... this
It's motherwort...it's spicy, bitter and astringent...don't eat it..."
"Eh?" Boss Lin looked surprised, "You were actually found out?"
Su Yourong's expression made people feel as if she had been betrayed by a heartless man.
"Master, you actually want to trick me into eating motherwort. Do you think I don't know that thing?"
"The motherwort grown in the soil near Mingguang is not so astringent and bitter, but has a sweet and pungent taste," Lin Chou said, "and it is very effective for stomachaches."
Su Yourong clasped her fingers,
"1.2.3...Master, I am 13 years old and no longer a child. The potato shreds I cut more than a year ago can be wound around Mingguang several times."
"Hey, hey, hey, I advise you to speak up if you have anything to say. I have never seen you as an apprentice like this. You have been chopping potatoes for more than half a year now - and you are still being criticized by others, 'Why do you only teach your apprentice how to make French fries?'
?Ha, fries!”
Su Yourong's delicate little face turned red instantly,
"Hey...what...how can there be..."
Ha! As long as your knife skills improve a little bit, wouldn’t our master and apprentice be able to fry shredded potatoes??
The composition of pig blood soup itself is relatively simple, just pig blood, onions and peppers.
The clear soup reflects the color of a little bit of pig blood, which is not a beautiful color, but after adding the tender motherwort, it immediately becomes different, revealing a fresh and natural vitality.
"Look, how delicious this soup looks~"
"Be good, my disciple, be good, come and have a good time, have a good time~"
Su Yourong avoided it like a tiger, as if he had seen something terrifying,
"No, no, no, no, master, please stop lying to me, I won't be fooled."
"Master would lie to you? I am your master, you know, right? An elder brother is like a father... It is not right to treat an accomplished person as a teacher... It is also wrong... Once a teacher is always a father... I am right this time...
.”
"You have read so many books, you should understand the meaning of this sentence. You have to listen to me..."
"I understand," Su Yourong made a 90-degree bow, "Dad! Dad! Please let me go!"