Li Jingding looked at Su Qingfeng fixedly. When the pot was almost dry, he sighed, "Forget it, cook first."
A group of kids got together and pulled out their food ingredients. In addition to the existing sweet potatoes, there was also a handful of potherb mustard and some common onion, ginger and garlic condiments.
This potherb mustard is actually a kind of pickled vegetable, which is very common here in the Northeast. Every family will prepare some in winter.
In addition, there are several pieces of crushed tofu and a grass carp.
This grass carp is not big, but Su Qingfeng could not help exclaiming, "You can catch it. It's not difficult to taste it at this level."
Li Jing curled his mouth and began to pour out bitter water. "It's not difficult to taste something? You have your own skills, and you can talk without backache. This grass carp tastes muddy, and I don't know how to taste it. I'm not willing to eat it. I'm going to look around for other things to eat first, so these boys find a place to keep it for two days."
Su Qingfeng was washing the potherb mustard in the snow. He added some water to the pot and washed it.
This group of people said that they were really fastidious. They refused to eat grass carp because of the mud smell and endured it for two days.
But I don't care about it, I don't care about it. The broken place is full of dust. I used it to flush it before.
However, Su Qingfeng laughed when he heard Li Jing's words.
"You are lucky. You made a mistake."
"What?"
"Grass carp has a strong mud taste, and its meat is loose. If you want to taste better, you need to starve it in water for two days. The grass carp produced in this way not only has no mud taste, but also tastes fresh and delicious, and even has a taste of crab meat."
Li Jingting's saliva was almost dripping, and he waved directly, "Do it, do it as you want! I can eat a hungry pig now."
Su Qingfeng stopped talking nonsense. He looked at the ingredients around and decided, "In this case, we will have three dishes, stewed bean curd with potherb mustard, West Lake vinegar fish and sweet potatoes."
Li Jing looks shocked.
"My dear, except for the bean curd, you have to work hard on this dish." He added a bit against his will, "If you are really tired, please make a fool of it."
Li Jing even doubts that the West Lake fish with vinegar... How did Su Qingfeng learn this dish?
Others were even more black eyed.
Vinegar fish is vinegar fish. What is the West Lake?
Su Qingfeng glanced at him. "Is it true or not?"
"... lies."
"That's enough."
Su Qingfeng never thought cooking was a trouble.
He felt lucky enough to find something he loved and eat on it.
Tofu stewed with potherb mustard was said to be stewed, but in fact, it was basically enough to stew for ten minutes. Su Qingfeng saw that all the boys and girls were hungry, so he was ready to cook the home cooked food quickly.
Wash and cut the potherb mustard and take two pieces of ginger. It was better to add some meat foam, but the conditions are limited. It's good to eat some.
As for the tofu that you want to cut into pieces, it can also be broken into pieces, which saves Su Qingfeng's step of cutting into pieces.
After finishing the preparatory work, Su Qingfeng looked up, "Is there any oil?"
Li went to the scenic spot and found a small pot of rapeseed oil from the corner.
It is said that it is a pot, but there is only a bottom left.
This can't help but make Su Qingfeng feel like he has gone through the beginning of his dream.
It's obviously better to cook this dish with lard, but for now, it's just a dream.
Fortunately, Su Qingfeng has his own secret seasoning skills.
He seems to take out several small bottles from his satchel. In fact, he takes out the soy sauce, oil consumption and sugar from the all-purpose seasoning box. The bottle is opaque and looks black on the outside, but he doesn't know what it is.
In the dark environment, people do not know what those things are.
As soon as the lid of the pot was stuffy, the soup and tofu in it made a gurgling sound, and a smell was brewing in the air.
A group of boys were scratched by the fragrance, and the deer jumped up and down in their hearts.
Suddenly, their eyes at Su Qingfeng began to change.
These boys are not good at leather, so when they go home to stick, they are a little honest.
But now, they are all obediently working on their own initiative. They hand over firewood, watch the stove fire, fan Su Qingfeng, and even some kids stand on broken benches and tiptoe to wipe Su Qingfeng's sweat.
In this way, Li Jing seems to have nothing to do.
He stood there for a while in grief and indignation, and finally resigned himself to fetch water.
These kids are as smart as monkeys!
Next time, who will say that the little boy in the village is not smart? Li Jing will not believe him!
If you have milk together, you are the mother, right!
More than ten minutes later, the first dish comes out of the pot.
Su Qingfeng looked at the children who gathered around a bowl of tofu and lowered their voices in amazement, jokingly saying, "Don't finish my food!"
Li Jing laughed and pretended to jump on him. "Everybody, eat quickly. Don't leave anything for Brother Qingfeng!"
The adults and children immediately became confused.
He said this, but when Su Qingfeng was buried in killing fish, they had a tacit understanding. They put half of the potherb mustard stewed tofu on the side of the plate, ready to leave it for Su Qingfeng.
Su Qingfeng was steaming with heat, and his face was sweating heavily. Laidi stood on tiptoe and wiped sweat carefully on his forehead.
The water was put into the pot, and the fire boiled. The fish steak cut by the knife was slid into the pot and boiled, then picked up and put on a plate.
Next, it is time for the universal seasoning box to show its power.
Some soup was left in the pot, and white sugar, vinegar, soy sauce, old soy sauce, cooking wine were added in turn. Finally, when looking for water starch to thicken the sauce, Su Qingfeng was in trouble. This water starch is not a condiment, so where should we find it?
Fortunately, Li Jing has been watching Su Qingfeng's movements all the time. Seeing that he suddenly stopped, frowned and was in trouble, he hurriedly came over.
Don't blame him for his hospitality.
The man in front of me is the food and clothing parents of him and his younger brothers.
Only heard him speak, "What's wrong? Is there something missing?"
"Fanmianzi... Do you have any?"
Pink noodles... It's hard to do.
The so-called powder noodles are the name of Northeast China.
In fact, it is the so-called starch, the starch used for thickening, and the flour. It is too expensive to be used for thickening.
Li Jing thought about it for a while, then suddenly ran to the corner of the wall and opened a stone slab on it, revealing a dark hole.
The hole is not deep. It seems that just after digging, there are several small bags inside.
He rummaged around, accurately carrying a small bag, and came to Su Qingfeng. "There are still some sweet potato noodles left, is that enough?"
Su Qingfeng glanced at him and sighed with relief. "Enough!"
It is worthy of Li Jing. He can really see these things.
Without him, we can't make these things today.
After saying that, he dug a spoonful of sweet potato noodles, mixed them and thicken them, put them into the pot, and finally poured them all over the fish.
At this time, the rim of the bowl was still a little hot, but the fur monkeys on the side were ready to move.
They said, "Brother Breeze, what is the West Lake? It's acetic acid. Why is it so delicious?"
"Brother Qingfeng, how do you know so much? How on earth did you learn it? You always say to add proper seasoning. What is proper seasoning?"
"Brother Qingfeng, can you be my brother? I will give my sister to you as long as you cook for me every day. I can live well!"
Hearing the last sentence, Li Jing's face turned black immediately.