Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Jiang Shuyao told Xie Xun that she was going to give her credit, and she didn't care much. After all, ice making was not a big deal in her opinion, not to mention the credit, which was nothing more than a reward of gold and silver jewelry, and she didn't lack it.

But she had obviously guessed the wrong direction, and Xie Xun came back empty-handed.

Jiang Shuyao, who didn't care about it, was aroused. She was curious about what Xie Xun and the prince had said and discussed the results. So when she was lying in bed at night, she raised the matter.

Xie Xun understood her confusion and explained: "It is better to remember the credit."

When the lights were turned off at night, Jiang Shuyao couldn't see Xie Xun's expression clearly. When he spoke, his tone of voice had always been flat. At this moment, he felt unpredictable when he spoke.

Jiang Shuyao puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Xie Xun said: "Just in case."

"It seems like we will cause some trouble in the future." Jiang Shuyao muttered.

Xie Xun chuckled and turned to look at her.

Because of the dark light, Xie Xun felt a lot more comfortable facing Jiang Shuyao.

"It's not us who caused the trouble, it's you." Xie Xun corrected him, and then his tone was stained with a smile, "That's how you think of yourself."

"Me?" Jiang Shu was not convinced, "What trouble can I cause?"

Xie Xun was silent for a moment, and said, "Before you persuaded your mother-in-law to open a restaurant, saying that it was to arouse her mother-in-law's fighting spirit and make her live a little more comfortable. Actually, that's not the case?"

Jiang Shu was dumb for a moment: "I did think so at the time."

"what about now?"

Jiang Shuya was silent.

"In my opinion, you won't just be limited to opening a few restaurants and snack streets, you want to do big business, right?"

These words surprised Jiang Shuyao. She was inexplicably distressed and irritated, and said in a dull voice: "I don't know. Why do you seem to know me better than myself?"

Xie Xun was amused again by her complaining tone, did not refute, but said warmly: "It's okay, think slowly, the days are still long. I promised to be with you before, so no matter what you think, you don't have to Worry. Nowadays, the snack street business is booming, and it is always eye-catching. If it is bigger in the future, I am afraid that trouble will come."

Jiang Shuyao also understands this truth: "I understand, after all, it's from other people who are in the food industry to share food."

Hearing her tone down, Xie Xun quickly changed her words to persuade her: "I just want to plan ahead and plan first. Maybe it's just unreasonable worry. Don't worry too much and go to sleep."

Jiang Shuyao was quite convinced by Xie Xun. After Xie Xun said this, she felt more at ease.

She stared at the top of the bed for a while, then turned to Xie Xun and said, "Thank you."

"No thanks, the husband and wife are one, let alone I promised you." He was referring to what he said during the confession that day.

Jiang Shuyao's entanglement disappeared, turning into strands of honey and warmth.

She stretched out her hand, found Xie Xun's hand, and gently hooked his finger.

Xie Xun stiffened and dared not move.

Jiang Shuya didn't know the violent fluctuations in his heart. He felt that he hadn't moved his hand, so he hooked his fingers, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Her fingers were slender and soft, and her fingertips were warm and smooth as warm jade. Xie Xun's heart was beating. After hearing her breathing ease, she became less nervous.

He then remembered that it was late, he had to go to bed quickly, and quickly closed his eyes. He didn't expect to sleep more sweetly this night than before.

The next day, when Zhou came to see Jiang Shuyao, Jiang Shuyao put aside the entanglement that had been before going to bed last night.

Zhou's complexion was good today, with a brisk smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Jiang Shuyao's mood also became a lot more joyful: "What is the happy event for the second wife?"

Zhou shook his head and smiled: "It's not a happy event." Speaking of this, he took Jiang Shuyao's hand, "My brother and sister, thanks to you, if it weren't for you, I would never have taken the step closer to A Sheng, let alone think of it. She can also make food for her to improve the relationship. She promised me yesterday that I would send food to her often!"

She sighed: "I don't understand poetry, I can't like her, and I can't talk with A Sheng about clothes and jewelry that ordinary girls like, let alone martial arts, I have been worrying about it. But who can think of us Finally, my mother can take the first step of being close with a bowl of sweets."

When Jiang Shuyao heard her say this, she was also happy: "From then on, you will often go there, whether it is to deliver food or just go and see her. Let's also try to learn to cook something suitable for children every day. what do you think?"

Zhou nodded: "Okay!"

"Then start today."

The Zhou family, who was gearing up, mumbled: "I only went to find her yesterday, and I went again today. Isn't that good?"

Jiang Shuyao glanced at her, and Zhou Clan felt her complaint without her saying anything.

She immediately put aside those worrisome worries: "Go, go today." Pulling Jiang Shuyao to the small kitchen, for fear that she would be angry, "What shall we learn today?"

Jiang Shuyao thought for a while, children shouldn't eat strong or pungent food, so choose one from Cantonese cuisine.

She said: "Congfen."

"Intestines?" Zhou was stunned when he heard the name. The word "intestines" sounded weird, "Could it be pig intestines and sheep intestines?" She knew that Jiang Shuya liked to use these weird ingredients for food.

"Of course not." Jiang Shuyao explained. "The rice rolls are made of rice. They are called rice rolls only because they resemble pig intestines."

As Jiang Shuyao explained, he fetched the rice soaked yesterday. Crush the rice and grind it into a slurry, then add an appropriate amount of water to dilute it. Because the rice slurry is not fine enough, it must be sifted with a filter cloth and then grinded again until the ground rice slurry is very clear and delicate.

Add appropriate amount of salt and peanut oil to the precipitated rice milk and stir well. Take a flat bottom plate and evenly grease it with oil, pour in an appropriate amount of rice milk, beat an egg, sprinkle with minced pork, green onion, and diced vegetable leaves. Put it in a steamer and steam for two minutes. The rice milk will gradually solidify. After turning into a thin, crystal clear white rice skin, the plate can be taken out.

The next step is the seasoning juice. Put soy sauce, sugar, a small spoonful of self-cooked oil to improve freshness in a small bowl, add a little warm water to dilute.

Push the rice noodles from the end of the plate with a flat knife. The white and tender rice noodles are separated from the bottom of the plate and squeezed into long wrinkled strips that resemble pig farms. Pour the well-tuned sauce and sprinkle with sauteed cooked sesame seeds. , The rice rolls are done.

The rice rolls are white and clear, and the white color of the rice rolls is more prominent after being poured with the sauce. After the sauce is poured on, it slides down everywhere, giving the rice rolls a dark or light reddish brown mark.

The rice rolls just out of the pot are steaming hot, the mist comes with the freshness of the sauce, the umami is pure and rich, very attractive.

"Second sister-in-law, try." Jiang Shuyao handed the chopsticks to Zhou's.

After thanking Zhou, he took it, and picked up a stick of rice noodles. The rice noodles were extremely tender and felt like they would shatter with one pinch. However, it was soft and elastic, shaking tremblingly between the chopsticks.

The moment the rice rolls are put in the mouth, the tip of the tongue is amazed by the soft and delicate taste. The warm rice rolls have the freshness of the sauce, the mellow rice, the taste is simple but not weak, but the fresh fragrance. To the extreme.

With a light bite, the soft and waxy rice noodles broke open between the teeth. The texture was extremely tender, with a bit of elasticity and a little bit of tenacity.

The meat and egg liquid inside provides more layers of flavor. The aroma of meat, the refreshing of the dishes, the freshness of the sauce, and the sweetness of the rice skin combine together, and one bite gives you a feeling of comfort and comfort.

"How is it?" Jiang Shuyao asked.

Zhou nodded hurriedly. After eating the whole roll of rice noodles, he took time to answer: "I didn't expect simple ingredients and methods to make this kind of food." She praised, "If it is early morning Come for a game, and you will be full of vigor and spirit."

Jiang Shuyao smiled and said, "Then you can do it in the morning after you learn."

Zhou suggested: "If the snack street sells rice rolls, there will be many people patronizing it."

Jiang Shuyao didn't think about doing business. Now Zhou suggested that she thought about it and nodded: "That's okay." Snack Street is mostly heavy-tasting food, not much light and delicious.

Speaking of this, Zhou remembered his doubts: "By the way, why does the snack street only sell lunch and dinner instead of breakfast?"

Jiang Shuyao told her about her thoughts: "The snack street is meant to be fun, and the food inside is not suitable for breakfast. What's more, it’s early in the morning. Who wants to get up early to eat at the snack street? A breakfast stall at home or on the side of the road with rice."

Zhou said in a puzzled way: "Then don't sell it in the snack street. The ones that are suitable for breakfast are sold in the early food stall. Do you just want to open a snack street and it's over?"

This question made Jiang Shuyao startled, and Xie Xun said the same yesterday. It seems that everyone thinks she would want to be bigger.

Jiang Shuyao didn't answer this question, and Zhou did not care. Under the guidance of Jiang Shuyao, he made a new rice roll and went to the old lady's courtyard happily.

Jiang Shuyao had something in his mind, so he didn't stay in the courtyard, taking a walk while thinking about future business issues.

The restaurants and snack streets at the pier must be open forever, but besides these two places, are there any restaurants in other places?

When she wandered around the house thinking about problems, Zhou had already sat next to Xie Sheng.

After Lixia, Xie Sheng would read a book in the shade on the arch bridge every day, so Zhou ran into her here again today.

After she introduced the rice rolls to Xie Sheng, she looked at her expectantly: "Try it soon."

Since Xie Sheng had agreed to Zhou's offer to bring food often, he would not give her a cold face.

Unlike the big room twins who often followed Jiang Shuyao to flatter, this was the first time she saw such a novel food.

The child's curiosity prevailed. She glanced at Zhou Shi and picked up the chopsticks under her expectant look.

She ate Xiangsiwen and took a small bite with the rice noodles. Obviously it was just a small mouthful, but it made her eyes suddenly shine.

The rice rolls are smooth, soft and waxy to bite, but not sticky to the teeth. The sauce is pure and fresh, giving the rice rolls with a strong fragrance of fresh and slightly sweet aroma, the minced meat and egg liquid sandwiched in it It adds a hint of meaty flavor to the tender rice noodles, which is delicious and refreshing.

The rice rolls have a very good taste, smooth and tender. It slips into the throat gently and skillfully. The soft feeling makes people have a warm ironing feeling.

Zhou looked at her nervously, for fear that what he did would not suit her taste.

After Xie Sheng ate a piece of rice rolls, he opened his mouth and said, "It's delicious."

Zhou suddenly jumped up and said, "Eat more delicious food. If you still want to eat it in the future, ask my mother to make it for you."

Her enthusiasm made Xie Sheng a little uncomfortable.

Before answering, he was urged by Zhou to continue eating: "Eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Xie Sheng pursed his lips, wanted to say something, and finally gave up.

The rice rolls are delicious, even if she is uncomfortable and uncomfortable, she still can't help but continue to eat, until she ate all of it.

For people who cook, the sense of accomplishment is huge if the food they cook by themselves is eaten up by others, not to mention the daughter that they want to get close to most.

Zhou is happier, and the smile on his face can't be suppressed.

Her happiness was pure. Xie Sheng, who had just finished eating a plate of rice noodles, was infected by her, and he hesitated, squeezing out a not-so-sweet stiff smile to Zhou.

Zhou Shi looked at her smile, and suddenly let go. After all, it was his own daughter, so she was worried and worried. Even if the daughter doesn't want to get close, the mother has to do her best.

She stopped laughing, and suddenly blurted out: "A Sheng, I will bring you food tomorrow, OK?"

Her expression was a little nervous, but her eyes were extremely gentle.

Xie Sheng was a little startled, silent. Just when Zhou thought she would refuse, she nodded gently and said, "Okay."

A bowl of rice noodles quietly dissipated the embarrassing atmosphere that had been deadlocked between mother and daughter for two or three years.

Jiang Shuyao, who had walked this way, stopped and watched this scene from a distance, and suddenly understood what he was going to do next.

At that time, doing business was also a whim, the main thing was to make Lin happy. It was a meaningful thing to open a restaurant to take care of ordinary people's food, so Lin focused on it, forgetting the mess.

Lin found meaning in opening restaurants, and so did her. For her, opening a snack street is to bring a variety of modern and rich cuisines to ancient times, so that ordinary people can also eat fresh food and feel the joy of food, which is completely different from opening high-end restaurants.

Seeing the diners in the snack street eating happily and lively, she will feel a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in her heart. This feeling will make her want to do more and bring some changes to the eating environment of ordinary people.

To figure this out, she had to complain in her heart. Xie Xun really knew her mind clearly, and she understood a little bit better than she herself.

She said that food can bring happiness and heal people's hearts. She wants more people to eat delicious food, taste more flavors, and taste more styles.

So Xie Xun guessed that she was right, she must do better and bigger business.