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When he was in the capital, he was surrounded by people who had been with the original owner for more than ten years. You Tong was afraid of trouble if the Wei family saw the flaw, so he acted very restrained. Although I was greedy for food, I didn't dare to come up with new tricks, and I didn't even dare to think of cooking hot pot for most of the year.
Now that I have arrived in Qizhou, I no longer have any scruples. Thinking about the taste, my mouth and tongue are wet unconsciously, and I am particularly greedy, so I keep urging.
Chun Cao hurriedly made two trips, and after noon, the craftsmen outside finally delivered the things.
The meat-shabu-shabu pot is made of red copper. The grates are firm and properly spaced. The dust-bearing base is engraved with a moire pattern. The vent is shaped like a Buddha statue, which is very elegant. The body of the pot was polished smooth and shiny, the charcoal tube was quite high, and the flame cap was made tightly. A partition was added to the pot as ordered to divide the pot body into two halves. The hot pot pot basin and lid are made of copper ring handles, which are held down by small copper lions. The workmanship is excellent.
You Tong looked around, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. There was a smile in his eyes, which was a rare joy after leaving the cabinet.
Chuncao watched from the side and couldn't help laughing, "Young madam, stop looking at it, be careful of your eyeballs falling into the pot!"
You Tong made a sound, ordered someone to put the pot in place, and then went to the kitchen to urge Sister Xia to make the most important base ingredients.
It¡¯s been a long time since I¡¯ve had hot pot, and I¡¯ve missed a lot of the flavors. In this Yuanyang Hotpot, the spiciness of Sichuan is indispensable.
After the fire broke out in the small kitchen in the south building, Youtong had already prepared all kinds of spices and seasonings. The little maid followed the instructions and took more than ten spices such as star anise, xiangguo, cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns, onions and garlic. After boiling it in the pot for a while, she took it out to remove the smell. She also chopped a plate of bright red and hot Chaotian peppers, which were extremely spicy. With tears streaming down his face, Youtong fed him several pieces of soft pastries before he could recover.
Mrs. Xia is very agile. After the oil is hot, she puts onion, ginger and other things in it. When they are browned, take them out. Then add chili paste and the bean paste that she spent a lot of effort to find. Wait for the pot to heat up. The oil turned bright red and was boiled with various spices. When the heat is about the same, add sugar and wine, stir-fry, remove the residue, and add broth to taste.
The aroma that filled the kitchen was strong and fragrant, spreading into the courtyard, making the maids and servants look in frequently.
Youtong looked at the delicious red and spicy food in the Yuanyang pot and was very satisfied. He added pigeon soup base to the other half and added some dried wild mushrooms, which can nourish yin and nourish the body.
After that, he was ready to mix the dipping sauce.
Aunt Zhou, Granny Xu, Chuncao and the others often enjoy some delicacies. This time, You Tong urged her, and seeing that she was doing something novel, they also took out small porcelain bowls and mixed the ingredients. The maid next to her did not dare to overstep the rules. Looking at the spicy aroma of oil boiling in the pot, she was full of curiosity and brought the hot pot dishes as ordered.
The servant woman added charcoal to the grate, and when the soup in the pot boiled, Youtong couldn't wait to throw a piece of meat into it.
Xia¡¯s sister-in-law has good knife skills and cuts the meat thinly. It will be cooked after rinsing it for a while.
Take it out and dip it in the garlic-flavored sauce. The taste is amazing!
The long-awaited delicacy made people enjoy eating it. She was very satisfied and added other dishes.
When it is cooked, let others taste it.
Grandma Xu was getting older and was afraid it would be too spicy, so she took the pigeon soup pot. Chun Cao had a greedy mouth and saw that the oil and water in the spicy pot were boiling and filled with aroma. It was really tempting, so he picked out the meat in it and ate it. Unexpectedly, the taste was too strong. He jumped up from the spicy food and sucked his tongue to find warm water to rinse it with.
All the maids in the courtyard were amused by her, and Zhou Gu followed You Tong's instructions and gave them some to taste.
The steaming hot pot was placed in Baoxia. Since it was not too cold in the afternoon, Youtong ordered the window to be opened to avoid the smell filling the room.
The fragrance floated out of the window and spread everywhere. Not long after, it attracted two uninvited guests¡ª¡ª
Fu Lanyin, who often comes here following the scent, and Fu Zhao, who rarely shows up.
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??Fu Zhao rarely wanders around the house. Today, he helped his sister buy some furnishings and delivered them to her residence in person. Fu Lanyin sent him out. He smelled a few wisps of aroma coming from far away and guessed where it came from. He casually praised his second sister-in-law for her excellent cooking skills and showed a bit of greed. Fu Zhao had a mediocre impression of Youtong due to the prejudice of several elders. Hearing her praises, he didn't believe it and laughed at her for being greedy.
How could Fu Lanyin accept his unwarranted jokes?
So he took Fu Zhao to the south building and insisted on trying it for himself.
Both siblings were greedy for food, and Fu Lanyin insisted on trying it. Fu Zhao made a slight move, and was half pushed and half pulled by his sister.
Arriving outside the south building, the spicy smell became stronger and stronger. Fu Lanyin was very interested. When he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law, does she make delicious food again?"
"Second Miss, Third Young Master." Zhou Gu stood up with a smile and greeted her, asking Mu Xiang to move the chair quickly.
Fu Lanyin is a frequent visitor to the South Tower, but Fu Zhao has never set foot there. Chun Cao and the others hurriedlyGet up and get out of the way.
Chun Cao was quick with her hands and feet, and cleared away several bowls in a blink of an eye. On the large square table, only the hot pot was cooking hot, and there were a dozen dishes and plates around it¡ª¡ª
The weather is getting colder at this time of year and there are not many fresh green vegetables. This is Youtong's first time trying it, and he only prepares a few ingredients that are easy to prepare. Beef, mutton, ham, and bacon are cut into thin slices, as well as fresh duck blood and duck intestines, fish fillets, wild rice, winter bamboo shoots, winter melon, tofu, and a few more soaked items. Dried bamboo shoots and the like were prepared, and he asked someone to peel the green shrimps, and spent a lot of effort to make a small plate of shrimp paste.
Fu Zhao glanced at the two plates of raw meat and duck blood and duck intestines, and frowned.
He had eaten hot-boiled meat before, but most of it was beef and mutton slices. He had never seen raw blood and raw intestines. It looked weird.
"Can you eat it?" He looked at the hot pot with resistance on his face.
Fu Lanyin was used to opening his mouth when eating. Looking at the plate of duck blood, he hesitated and said: "Okay"
Youtong smiled and took out the cooked duck blood from the pot. "You can eat it once it's cooked. It tastes good. Come on -" She put her arms around Fu Lanyin's shoulders and went to the table next to her to get some clean duck blood. Empty the bowl and teach her how to make dipping sauce. Then he asked Fu Zhao, "Where's the third brother? Can you eat spicy food?"
"good."
You Tong was afraid that the two of them couldn't stand the spicy food, so he adjusted it to something light, and then invited them to sit down and have a taste.
There were already cooked meat and vegetables in the pot. Chun Cao helped the two of them put them into bowls. After Fu Lanyin tasted them, a smile appeared on his face.
¡°It¡¯s more delicious than the shabu-shabu we make!¡±
"Really? Eat more." Youtong was naturally happy to see that she liked it.
Fu Zhao didn¡¯t resist the hot-boiled meat, so he ate some beef, mutton, fish fillets and winter bamboo shoots. Seeing You Tong playing with the duck intestines, he also tried some hot-boiled meat.
Don¡¯t tell me, it tastes really good!
So we sat around the table, picked our favorite dishes and ate them.
Seeing Youtong using a small silver spoon to put a lump of milky white sticky stuff on the plate into the pot, he asked again: "What is that?"
"Shrimp slipper. It tastes very good." Youtong is only two years older than them, with curved eyebrows and a bright look. The shrimps are smooth, crispy and tender, and will be cooked in just a few moments. Take them out quickly and dip them in a little bit of sauce. They will be crispy and delicious in the mouth. It is simply the best taste in the world!
The two siblings tasted it, and Fu Lanyin was full of praise, "It's better than boiled! It's even better than the crab meat dumplings last time!"
Youtong smiled when he heard it.
But Fu Zhao learned some of Fu Yu's mistakes. He couldn't help but put his chopsticks into the pot, but said "the taste is okay".
Fu Lanyin bluntly exposed it, "That's because you are ignorant!"
"Shabu-shabu, who hasn't eaten it before?" Fu Zhao said hard.
The steaming aroma in the pot made the room warmer and warmer. There were three people sitting around the table, and the brother and sister were noisy and fighting over their chopsticks. It was quite interesting. After eating the hot pot, each drank a bowl of fragrant pigeon soup. I was really satisfied and wanted nothing more.
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You Tong has been struggling with this hot pot for two or three days. Although it is troublesome, it finally comforts his lovesickness. Seeing Fu Lanyin's sister and brother looking happy and satisfied while eating hot pot, they felt a lot more at ease - many of the houses of wealthy families in and outside the capital would cook meat in hot pot. It was obvious that they liked the hot atmosphere of sitting around eating, but The taste is bland and not attractive enough.
¡°Her pot base is delicious, comes in a variety of varieties, and comes with dipping sauces. If she really opens a hot pot restaurant, it will definitely be packed with customers.
"It's just that there's a shortage of manpower, and Mrs. Xia can't support it alone. She still has to find a dedicated cook, and she also has to find some guys who can take care of the guests."
We were thinking quietly here, but in the west building, Fu Lanyin had a stomachache after finishing hot pot in the middle of the night.
Although the condition was not serious, the pampered daughter of a wealthy family would be alarmed by a slight headache or fever. The maid in the west building did not dare to neglect her and hurriedly went to see the doctor in the dark. It happened that Xu Langzhong, whom the Fu family often invited, was out of town due to family matters and would not be back for two or three days, so he invited his disciple Jia Langzhong first.
Jia Lang¡¯s traditional Chinese medicine skills are quite good. He has been to Fu¡¯s house a few times, and after hearing and asking about it, he didn¡¯t find any serious problems.
Asked about eating recently, I heard that Fu Lanyin ate bloody fish and shrimp yesterday, so she persuaded her not to greedy her desire and opened the recipe. After a while of fussing, the matter was reported to Shou'an Hall at dawn, and the old lady asked. The servant didn't understand the prescription and the doctor's remarks, because the doctor told Fu Lanyin not to be greedy in the future, and just treat it as yesterday in the south building. Because of the shabu-shabu meat, I quickly started talking.
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