The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister - #103 - Chapter 103: Scent (second update)
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Chapter 103 Fragrance (Second update)
When she thought of this, Mrs. Cui became excited.
Now when she looks at green vegetables that she doesn’t recognize, she doesn’t think of them as grass.
And this dish looks completely different from grass.
Jiang Zhiluo smiled and explained: “Mom, this is Xuelihong. It is an edible dish. The taste of this dish is very different from other dishes.”
“You can mainly use the method of three steaming and three drying to make prunes.”
“I’m thinking that we can set up a stall to make pickled vegetables, mushrooms, fresh meat and other foods. Guokui is not easy to be imitated.”
Originally, she thought that after making plum pickles, they could also be used to make pickle pancakes.
But this method is similar to making pies, there is nothing new. If you want business to be booming, you still have to be different from other pies.
The Guokui is just fine. It’s crispy, sweet, and with the flavors of various fillings, I’m sure many people will like it.
Mrs. Cui felt sour in her heart, “You kid, you can’t rest when I ask you to. All you think about is business.”
Mrs. Cui feels that this child has paid too much for this family and is so honest.
Jiang Zhiluo smiled with crooked eyebrows. With more money, she could buy precious medicinal materials and completely cure Cui Hejin’s body.
In the last life, he would rather bear the infamy and risk his life to protect her. In this life, she will treat him well.
“Mom, I feel it’s very meaningful to do this and I’m not tired.”
She was in a good mood especially when she caught pheasants and found pickles.
If you feel that you have gained something this day, you will feel fulfilled.
Besides, Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin have taken good care of her in the past four days, and she is in good health. She is not tired or cold.
The water used for washing is all warm water, so after the body recovers, you will immediately have strength and your spirit will recover immediately.
Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo with a look of love and care in his eyebrows.
Jiang Zhiluo didn’t pay attention to this. She looked at the pickles, and her mind was filled with pickles and guokui, which looked like the food stall was booming.
Thinking about these things gave her strength.
Mrs. Cui rolled her sleeves up again and said, “Zhiluo, tell me what you want to do later, and I’ll do it for you.”
“And this pheasant, why don’t we stew it tonight to replenish your health?”
Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, “Well, there happen to be mushrooms and pheasants. I’m also thinking that we can make mushroom stewed chicken tonight.”
Jiang Zhiluo felt that her health was fine, mainly because she thought that drinking pheasant and mushroom soup would be good for Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin’s health.
Mrs. Cui hasn’t eaten stewed chicken for a long time. Thinking of the smell of mushroom stewed chicken, she can’t help but feel hungry.
“Just as the hot water is boiling in the pot, my mother will take care of the chicken.”
Jiang Zhiluo took a bowl and put a little salt in the bowl.
This way the chicken blood can coagulate.
She said: “Mom, let the chicken blood out first. The chicken blood can also be used for cooking or making soup.”
Mrs. Cui has never killed chickens to do this before.
But Mrs. Cui knew that her daughter-in-law knew more, so she did exactly what her daughter-in-law said.
Cui Hejin was worried that Jiang Zhiluo would be scared, so he walked over and said, “I’ll do it!”
Cui Hejin said, took a knife and cut the chicken’s neck very neatly.
Just like the afterimage of the knife flashed by, it was fine.
Jiang Zhiluo almost came to her senses. Seeing the chicken blood flowing out, she quickly picked up a bowl to catch it.
After processing the chicken blood, Mrs. Cui began to scald the chicken feathers with hot water, pluck the chicken feathers and start processing the chicken.
Jiang Zhiluo began to wash away the red in the snow.
Wash the Xuelihong thoroughly and dry it in the yard first.
The snow was a little red after washing, and more than half of the water in the water tank was used up at once.
Cui Hejin watched, then silently carried a bucket on a pole to fetch water from the village well.
After Jiang Zhiluo washed the Xuelihong, she started washing the mushrooms.
After washing the mushrooms, wash the onion, ginger, star anise, pepper, red dates and other condiments. The onion and **** have been cut in advance.
After getting everything ready, she looked at Mrs. Cui who had not yet finished handling the chicken.
She took out a small piece of old noodles from the cupboard to make dough. She scooped out a large basin of noodles and started kneading the dough to make it rise.
Watch it like this overnight, and you can get up early tomorrow morning to make Guokui.
Can be used to make Guokui stuffed with mushrooms and meat.
After kneading the dough, cover the pot with a lid to let the dough rise.
At this moment, Mrs. Cui has also finished processing the chicken.
Mrs. Cui is going to throw away all the chicken feathers.
Jiang Zhiluo hurriedly said: “Mom, the chicken feathers are still useful after being washed and dried.”
“What’s the use? Can it be used to start a fire?”
Jiang Zhiluo patiently explained: “Mom, chicken feathers can be used to make mattresses. It’s very warm when the weather is cold.”
Jiang Zhiluo had told her parents at home before, but she forgot to mention it to Mrs. Cui as well.
Although Mrs. Cui was confused, she believed Zhiluo’s words, so she didn’t throw it away. She put it aside and thought about washing it up after eating.
Then, she carried the prepared chicken into the house and cut the chicken into large pieces.
After cutting it, she looked at Jiang Zhiluo and asked: “Zhiluo, can we just put it in the pot and add water to stew it?”
Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, “Mom, it tastes very ordinary when made like that. You need to blanch it first.”
Mrs. Cui still doesn’t quite understand the meaning of boiling water.
Jiang Zhiluo said patiently: “Mom, add cold water to the pot first.”
“good.”
Mrs. Cui took a ladle and scooped some water from the vat into the cauldron.
Jiang Zhiluo then put the cut chicken pieces in, then added the chopped green onions and **** slices, and added a little rice wine.
There is no such seasoning as cooking wine in this era, so she can only use rice wine for seasoning.
Of course I bought the most common rice wine from the market, which was cheaper.
Although wine is rough, it is not used for drinking. It has the same effect as seasoning for cooking and removing fishy smell.
After that, heat the fire, and when the water boils, squeeze out the blood foam from the chicken pieces.
Then take out the chicken pieces and put them in a basin first.
Then clean the pot, put it back into the pot, add the blanched chicken pieces, and add all the seasonings, rice wine, soybean soy sauce, red dates and other things.
I have to say that in this era, people used soybeans to make soy sauce, and ordinary people like to add some soy sauce when cooking.
Add shiitake mushrooms and pour water to cover the chicken pieces.
There is no doubt that Jiang Zhiluo also added spiritual spring water to the water.
The soup stewed in this way is fresh, delicious and nutritious.
Mrs. Cui looked at it in a daze. It turns out that there are so many things to make a chicken stew.
Previously, when Mrs. Cui stewed anything or made soup, she would only add a little salt.
I don’t even know what blanch is for.
“Zhiluo, is this enough to light the fire?”
Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said: “Mom, first bring it to a boil over high heat, then turn to low heat and simmer. This way the flavor will come out.”
Mrs. Cui nodded and said, “Just use high heat to pull the fan. If you turn it to low heat, you don’t need a bellows.”
Turn on the bellows to burn firewood, and the flame on the stove burns very brightly, which is a big fire.
Without the bellows, the flame is much smaller.
Since the introduction of the bellows, it has become much easier to control the flame.
In the past, Jiang Zhiluo said that she could only use an iron rod to pull the firewood at the stove to control the flames.
After the fire was lit and the pot lid steamed up, Mrs. Cui really smelled the fragrance.
A strong and fresh fragrance pours into the tip of the nose, which immediately arouses people’s appetite.
“It smells so good!”
(End of this chapter)