Fang Chu was dumbfounded after hearing this, and after a while he said: "Dad, you underestimate people.
Cooking skills are not as good as chess skills.
That's what Qingyu is good at.
My son has eaten her cooking."
Fang Hanhai snorted and said, "I don't believe you."
Mrs.
Fang and others all laughed.
Fang Hanhai stopped smiling and asked Fang Chu about his birthday celebrations in Beijing and what gifts he had prepared.
Fang Chu replied: "This Qingya asked her to prepare."
Fang Hanhai nodded and said: "That's right.
If you send a rare treasure that is eye-catching, you may not be able to please the Queen Mother and the Emperor.
If it is something that Qing girl knitted by herself, it will be different."
Mrs.
Fang and Mrs.
Yan both smiled and said, "Exactly."
Fang Hanhai then told his son some precautions, and Fang Chu agreed.
Speaking of Qingya, I made a mental decision on the way to the kitchen: Judging from the dishes eaten at Fang's house in the past two days, they are all delicacies from the mountains and seas, carefully prepared and taste excellent.
The cook was brought by her parents-in-law from the Fang family.
Although my cooking skills are good, it is difficult to surpass the cook in this aspect, and it also takes time and effort to prepare.
She then wanted to find a new way to cook home-cooked meals.
Not to mention saving time and effort, she is still good at it, it can be said that it comes at her fingertips.
The characteristic of home-cooked food is that each family has its own unique taste.
What she cooks is Guo's taste.
My parents-in-law must have never tasted it, so let's try it fresh.
By the time she got to the kitchen, she had made up her mind.
She then ordered everyone to prepare ingredients for her to choose.
The wives and maids refused to let the young mistress do the rough work of washing and chopping vegetables, but there were some procedures that she had to do herself.
For example, filleting fish or chopping vegetables, if you let others do it, it will feel different and not sincere enough.
She killed and filleted the fish first, but Fang Wen wanted to help but couldn't help, so he had to talk to her.
With the maids chattering and the wives asking questions, the kitchen was very lively.
Everyone was amazed when they saw Qing Ya killing fish skillfully and chopping vegetables evenly.
Madam Zheng said: "Young Madam's attitude.
You can tell she is an expert at first glance."
Another daughter-in-law said: "No, I won't be able to master this knife skill for several years."
Fang Wen said with envy: "Sister-in-law, it turns out you are such a good cook."
Qingya said: "You haven't eaten yet, just say yes."
Fang Wen said: "It must be delicious."
Busy.
A maid came over and conveyed Fang Hanhai's instructions.
Mrs.
Zheng hurriedly agreed, then smiled and said: "Young mistress, how can I need help?
Look at this posture, which is a hundred times stronger than those of us who work in the kitchen all year round."
The maid smiled and said: "Seriously, I will go back to the old lady and the master's wife right away."
Finished.
Then he said goodbye to Qing Ya and Fang Wen.
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Fang Wen said dissatisfied: "Dad takes it too seriously.
He even specially called someone to give instructions for this."
Qingya didn't feel at all that Fang Hanhai was making things difficult for her, asking her to do what she agreed to do.
An hour later, Mr.
Fang Da, who followed the principle of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", took the opportunity to go to the toilet, looked around and searched for places to come to the kitchen to visit his hard-working wife.
In the courtyard, a group of wives and maids looked at the eldest young master in splendid clothes and jade belt, and their laughter suddenly stopped.
Madam Zheng was the first to react and called "Young Master" quickly.
Everyone put down their work and came forward to greet him, looking at him with wonder.
I wonder why he came to the kitchen.
Fang Chu waved his hand and Shi Shiran walked into the house.
Fang Wen shouted: "Brother, why are you here?"
Fang Chu smiled and said, "Let me take a look."
Qingya was marinating chicken heads and stems when he heard the sound and turned his head, his eyes lit up, "You're here."
Fang Chu came over, looked at the things in the porcelain bowl, and asked uncertainly: "This cold salad?"
Qingya said: "Saute.
Marinate it first and squeeze out the water."
Fang Chu smiled and said, "I've eaten this before.
But I don't eat it often."
Qingya thought: You are the eldest young master, this thing is not as famous as water shield.
Of course I eat less.
Farmers often eat it.
In autumn, this is a bowl of delicious food.
Fang Chu approached her and asked in a low voice: "Are you tired?"
Qingya shook his head and said, "I'm not tired."
Fang Chu didn't believe it, but he couldn't let her stop.
So he stayed with her to see how she behaved and whether she was working hard or not.
One moment I asked her what this thing was used for, and how to mix it with that; the next moment she asked her what kind of dishes to cook and how to cook them.
Although Qing Hua's answer was short, he listened very carefully.
If you don't understand, you will definitely have to ask again.
That posture.
It’s like learning how to cook.
Qingya said: "You can help me taste the food later.
If it's not good, I'll make it again."
When Fang Chu heard that he could still help her, he agreed and whispered to her: "The poem says that my sister will taste it first, but you are the husband who tastes it first."
Qingya pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her head.
Fang Wen was surprised and said, "If I don't leave, the kitchen will be full of oil fumes."
As long as she could remember, she had never seen a young master in the family enter the kitchen and stand in front of the stove watching his wife cook.
What happened to the elder brother?
He was possessed.
Fang Chu said nonchalantly: "Just go back and change some clothes."
At this time, Qingya placed a bowl of eggs in front of him and asked him to help stir the eggs.
Young Master Fang happily played with eggs.
Naturally, he almost knocked over the bowl and spilled the egg liquid.
He Qingya looked at each other tacitly and put down his chopsticks without saying a word.
Qingya said nothing and took a hand towel to wipe his hands, then picked up the bowl and continued stirring like no one else, and motioned to him to see that she had made flowers.
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After the eggs were mixed, Qingya started making egg dumplings.
This process is all carried out in a pot.
Fry the egg pancake over low heat, put the stuffing in the middle of the pancake, fold the egg pancake in half with a spatula, and then flip it over twice.
Fry until both sides are browned, and an egg dumpling is ready.
Qing Ya Jian Fang Chu couldn't take his eyes off him, so he handed him the spatula.
Fang Chu tried it, but needless to say, the result was that it was fried and two spoonfuls of egg liquid were wasted.
Fang Wen blamed his brother for causing trouble for them.
Fang Chu and Qing Ya looked at each other and snickered at each other.
Everything a newlywed couple does is interesting and everything they say is sweet.
Things that others think are boring and words that sound tasteless are all meaningful to them.
Madam Zheng and other daughters-in-law felt that Fang Chu and Qing Ya were too outrageous and had lost their status.
The maids looked at the eldest young master and young mistress with bright eyes and envy.
Although Fang Chu didn't know what the servants and women were thinking, he could see something was wrong from their strange eyes, so he glanced at them calmly, his sharp eyes making them tremble and lower their heads.
He didn't see anything wrong with staying.
He felt that the feeling of sitting at the table waiting for the food to be tasted was incomparable to the feeling of watching his beloved wife prepare it in the kitchen and letting him taste it first.
The latter tasted sweet.
Fang Wen's heart moved and he said to the outside world: "Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared.
The remaining sister-in-law and I will do it ourselves to show our filial piety.
You all can go."
So, everyone dispersed, leaving only the younger sister and Fang Wen's maid to help.
When Qing Ya saw that the tofu soup was simmering, he filled up half a bowl for Fang to taste it for the first time.
It was just two mouthfuls of soup and a piece of tofu, which Fang Chu quickly ate.
The tofu is extremely tender, the soup is extremely fresh, slightly sour, and very appetizing.
To be continued. s: Good morning, thank you friends for your support to Shuixiang.
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