In the kitchen, Tao Xian anxiously walked around, looking at Su Ruotong with a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, full of requests and expectations.
His cooking skills were already exposed when he took Su Ruotong to rescue his grandma last time.
With this kind of cooking, if Su Changqing eats the food, how could he possibly be able to curry favor with his future father-in-law?
He might be kicked out on the spot. .
Su Ruotong looked at his pitiful eyes, feeling soft in her heart, and said: "Brother Tao Xian, let's make the simplest pig lung soup, I will guide you step by step."
Tao Xian cheered up: "Okay" There was fresh pig lung in the refrigerator.
Tao Xian followed Su Ruotong's instructions, took out a piece and cut it into pieces.
Su Ruotong saw that the pig lung pieces cut by Tao Xian looked good, and praised: "Brother Tao Xian, your knife skills are good."
Tao Xian has practiced knife skills.
After all, he is Tao Yide's grandson.
In his early years, he also determined to inherit his grandfather's cooking skills, but he didn't know where he was born.
Every time he cooked, it was unpalatable.
Only the knife skills were good.
That's it.
Tao Xian was a little nervous.
After cutting it, he couldn't guarantee what would happen next.
"You need to blanch the pig lung soup first.
There is hot water in the water tank.
You can take a pot of it."
Su Ruotong said: "Don't blanch it for too long.
After the water boils, add the pig lung pieces.
It will start foaming in about a minute and you can take it out. ” The water was boiling and the pig's lungs were put into the pot.
Tao Xian stood stiffly and turned his back to Su Ruotong.
Seeing that he hadn't moved, Su Ruotong reminded: "Brother Tao Xian, it's time to fish out the pig's lungs."
She could smell the fishy smell of cooked pig lungs.
Tao Xian was holding the fence, motionless at first, but after listening to Su Ruotong's words, his hand suddenly shook, as if some switch had been pressed, and he hurriedly thrust the fence into the pot, causing a splash of scalding water.
Su Ruotong quickly said: "Is it too hot?"
"Don't come over, don't come over."
Tao Xian was extremely nervous.
He took out the strainer that had been placed in the pot and blocked it in front of him.
There was a pig lung hanging on it.
"Okay, okay, I can't go there.
Brother Tao Xian, please take out the pig's lungs, okay?"
Su Ruotong was speechless.
It's just blanching pig lungs, but it's like a war.
Only then did Tao Xian realize that he had lost his composure, and suddenly his ears turned red to his neck.
He had reacted so violently just now.
He was indeed burned.
Hot water was splashed on his wrist and the back of his hand, which was painful.
However, in order not to worry Su Ruotong, he endured it.
Seeing that she was about to come over to see the injury, he suddenly became anxious.
After two delays, the pig lungs have been blanched, and the taste will definitely not be as expected.
But fortunately, Su Changqing is not the kind of foodie with a particularly sharp tongue.
If there are not too many mistakes in the subsequent operations, the difference will not be special. big.
Su Ruotong guided Tao Xian to find the casserole at home, put it in the soup maker to preheat, and then asked him to prepare other ingredients.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Fortunately, the rest of the food was just sliced and chopped, which Tao Xian was good at.
After the casserole is heated up, the pig lungs are on the bottom layer, the ingredients are piled up one layer at a time, and the stock is poured on top.
There is nothing else to pay attention to, and the casserole is put into the soup machine.
Normally, Su Ruotong and Wu Ma didn't use the soup stew machine a lot, but Tao Xian's reaction just now really made Su Ruotong a little worried.
It would be better to let him use the machine.
The temperature of the soup machine had been set, and Su Ruotong finally felt relieved.
The next steps are getting easier and simpler.
When the set time is reached, take out the casserole, pour the prepared apricot and coconut juice, stir it for a while, then add it with the steamed rice at home, and then take it upstairs to serve.
Su Changqing is gone.
Tao Xian rubbed his hands, looked at Su Ruotong excitedly, and said to her: "Tongtong, that's enough."
This was too simple.
To his surprise, except for a slight mistake in the first step of blanching, everything else went smoothly, which made Tao Xian a little incredible.
"Well, nothing else."
Su Ruotong nodded seriously: "The apricot coconut juice has been prepared.
When the timer arrives, the machine will beep once and the indicator light will go out.
Take it out and put the apricot coconut on it."
Juice, just stir it.”
Tao Xian nodded, very excited.
Maybe, starting from today, he will have to get rid of the burden of being a poor cook, which he has been unable to get rid of for more than ten years.
As long as Tongtong is by his side, he is a superman, and there is nothing he can't do.
The pig lung soup had to stay in the machine for an hour and a half.
Su Ruotong and Tao Xian sat outside and made tea.
While she was drinking tea, Su Ruotong's cell phone kept ringing.
She looked down and saw that it was Lin Jing who had been sending her messages on WeChat.
Lin Jing was coming to Xinhai in the next few days.
She was very excited and kept asking Su Ruotong if there was anything she wanted.
She brought it to Su Ruotong from home.
Lin Jing's family is in Linshi, but there is no sea there.
As for specialties, they are nothing special.
However, every time Lin Jing comes home from Xinhai, she has to buy some seafood in large and small packages.
The two were chatting on WeChat.
Tao Xian came over and took a look, but couldn't stop thinking about it and kept glancing in the direction of the kitchen.
He drank water quickly and was going to the bathroom soon.
Su Ruotong leaned on the back of the chair and heard Tao Xian coming out of the bathroom behind her and going to the kitchen for a walk.
She couldn't help but shake her head slightly.
Tao Xian was too nervous. .
However, no matter how nervous he was, the pig lung soup was still in the casserole and could not be taken out.
At most, he could only take a look through the glass door.
After a while, Tao Xian came back with his hands behind his back, looking very satisfied, and took out his mobile phone to play with it for a while.
Finally, an hour was up, but there was no ding sound coming from the kitchen.
Su Ruotong looked at her watch and was a little puzzled.
Could it be that the machine was broken?
The batch of kitchen machines that Su Changqing bought were all imported.
They were very strong and durable, were not used frequently, and were not poorly maintained.
Why?
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It will be broken.
Entering the kitchen, Su Ruotong looked at the scheduled time and found that the time on it had already arrived, but the machine was still running.
This proved that the temperature in the machine in the middle had changed.
In other words, someone had turned on the machine in the middle.
Su Ruotong turned around and glanced at Tao Xian: "Brother Tao Xian, when you entered the kitchen just now, did you open the door of the soup machine?"
It is best not to open the door of the soup maker before the scheduled time.
Not only will it affect the cooking time, but the most troublesome thing is that it will affect the taste.
Tao Xian looked proud, pointed to the glass door of the soup machine, and said, "Here, look."
Su Ruotong didn't really look inside just now, but when she looked at it, her whole body felt bad.
Originally, the casserole was placed in the middle with its mouth open, but now it has a lid on top.
If you look carefully, you can see that there is a layer of milky white soup on the lower layer of the soup machine.
It is basically pig lung soup.
Wait, why is the soup stain milky white?
Shouldn't the pig lung soup be light yellow?
Tao Xian said cheerfully behind her: "Tongtong, I just thought that adding the apricot and coconut juice at the end would not taste good, so I put the apricot and coconut juice in in advance and added a lid.
This will make the stewed pig lung soup even worse.
Be softer.
When I was doing a show, a contestant did this.
This is his little trick.
I checked online and the soup maker automatically adjusts the heat of the soup, so you don’t have to worry. " Su Ruotong was completely speechless.
There is a little trick to cover the lid of the soup maker.
If you really want to increase the degree of doneness by adding pressure, just use a pressure cooker.
Why do you have to use a soup maker?
It’s not a waste of resources.
Moreover, add apricot and coconut milk at the end, that’s it.
In order not to destroy the plant nutrients in the apricot coconut juice, and the soup will taste better, but not to affect the taste of the meat, otherwise the pig lung will taste strange.
Well, Tao Xian, this bowl of soup is probably completely ruined now.
While talking, the soup machine finally dinged belatedly.
Su Ruotong opened the door of the machine, put on asbestos gloves, and took out the casserole inside.
Because of the frying pan, there was very little soup in the casserole, and it was not even half as heavy as it originally was.
There was a shallow layer of white liquid inside, which didn't even cover the pig lungs.
"Brother Tao Xian, please take a bite first."
Su Ruotong filled a small spoonful of pig lung soup and handed it to Tao Xian.
Tao Xian happily took the magnetic spoon, scooped up the pig lungs and soup and brought it to his mouth.
Su Ruotong already showed a look of pity "Pfft" Tao Xian spit out the pig lung soup in one gulp.
It tastes so bad This is unscientific.
He obviously followed Tongtong's teachings, and also added some improvements to the too simple steps.
Why does it taste so bad?
Is it because the soup tastes so bad to begin with, or is it because he made it superfluous?
Turning his head inch by inch, Tao Xian looked at Su Ruotong, afraid that she would say it was because of the latter.
"Brother Tao Xian, go and chop some radish."
That's it.
It's almost time for Su Changqing to eat.
It's definitely too late to start over, so we can only use this little free time to make amends.
Tao Xian walked to the chopping board in confusion, found the white radish, and cut it into hob pieces according to Su Ruotong's instructions.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
On the stove, the pot was placed again, and the white soup in the pig lung soup was completely poured out, then rinsed with hot water three times, placed in clear water with ginger, and slowly boiled.
The radish was also put into the pot and rolled up and down with the pig lungs while drinking water.
Ten minutes later, Su Ruotong asked Tao Xian to take up the pot, sprinkle two small spoons of salt, and a little white pepper, and asked him to take out the pig lung and radish soup, put it on top of the rice, and send it to Su Changqing upstairs. .
Tao Xian looked at the soup in the pot, but he didn't dare to take action.
If this soup tasted as bad as before, what would happen if Su Changqing would sneer at him on the spot?
Tao Xian really didn't dare to take the risk.
He hesitated, took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup between his teeth, and put it into his mouth.
His expression changed instantly.
I can't tell this soup is the same as before.
The portion just now had basically no salt.
It was all supported by the taste of the ingredients.
It was a very light soup, but this one is a salty soup.
Secretly, there is a little bit of it that is difficult to distinguish. , but it couldn't cover up the subtle taste of apricot coconut juice.
The white radish that has not been frosted is spicy.
After cooking, in addition to the radish flavor, there is also a natural pungent flavor of radish, lingering with the taste of white pepper.
This soup is delicious.
Although it is not a top-notch soup, it is already a very good soup.
Especially, it was so terrible ten minutes ago, but ten minutes later, it became so delicious.
He believed that Su Changqing couldn't be picky about this kind of soup.
He glanced at Su Ruotong gratefully.
His Tongtong was indeed a god-like woman: