Yang Ming had already learned a lesson about Li Yanran's mouth.
Ordinary food would definitely not be acceptable to her.
If it was served to the dinner table by then, there wouldn't be any trouble.
There was no other way, so he had to make two side dishes by himself, which was considered as repayment for the past questions that Li Yanran sent to the county to test last time.
"Goudan, why don't you go and accompany Miss Li to the kitchen?"
As soon as he entered the door, his mother He's smiling face immediately darkened.
When a little girl came to the door, this boy actually left her and ran away.
Seeing that my mother was about to explode, Yang Ming hurriedly said: "Aren't I worried that Miss Li won't be used to our food?
I'll make two dishes?"
He was telling the truth, but he forgot that men in this era generally did not cook, not to mention that he was still a scholar.
Sure enough, before I finished speaking, I got mad.
"What are you doing?
You want to cook?"
He immediately exploded.
Her precious son actually wanted to cook: "Didn't the saint say that a gentleman doesn't cook?"
Yang Ming was also drunk when he heard this.
Did Confucius say this?
However, Yang Ming still felt very comfortable with my mother's love and care.
He had to say: "Sage Yun, a gentleman's stay in the kitchen means that a gentleman must have compassion and not kill people at will.
I can just cook a few dishes, haha."
"Really?"
Mr.
He looked unbelieving.
"Do I still dare to lie to you?
My mother, come and help light the fire.
Today I will see your son prepare two dishes for you to try his skills."
Yang Ming smiled with a smile on his face and couldn't help but please his mother.
"Hey," Mr.
He sighed, her mouth was slightly sour, and she sat down behind the stove to light the fire.
She said at the same time: "They say that when a son is raised, he forgets about his mother.
I have raised you for more than ten years and you still got someone else's blood today.
Only by light can I eat the food you cook.”
She said that, but He was still very happy.
Why did she think that the girl from Mr.
Li's family was so suitable for her own son?
When she first entered the house, she called her aunt, without any pretense, and by the way, she even brought osmanthus cake for herself to eat.
He raised his head and looked at his son again, always feeling that he was against that girl.
However, although the Yang family was now richer and had some savings, the threshold was still lower after all.
Thinking of this, she felt a little annoyed and shoved a handful of firewood into the stove.
"Mom, why are you making such a big fire?"
Yang Ming was about to put in the oil, and the fire suddenly became louder.
The water droplets in the pot were boiled by the heat, and a large amount of steam came up, which startled him.
He embarrassedly took out two handfuls of firewood, and suddenly saw Yang Ming's hand putting oil in the pot and felt a pain in his heart.
It was all money.
But thinking of the girl from the Li family, He felt that she had just used a little more oil.
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Her mouth was crooked, but she didn't say anything in the end.
In fact, stir-fry has become popular as early as the Song Dynasty.
Due to its unique taste and simple operation, it gradually replaced the original boiled cooking.
Various schools were formed based on the continuous experience of working people and were promoted to other countries by businessmen.
Naturally, Yang Ming's stir-fries couldn't be the same as today's ordinary stir-fries.
Although it is also a stir-fry, the stir-fry without adding starch is obviously not smooth and tender enough.
The meat is very soft in the mouth and does not have that refreshing feeling.
There is no ready-made starch, but Yang Ming naturally has his own method. flour Although flour does not contain as much starch as potatoes or sweet potatoes, it can still help a little.
Add a little flour to the sliced meat and set aside.
Then after the oil has been cooked, add the seasonings.
Then knead the dough and put the spatula in and quickly stir-fry the meat in the oil pan.
The meat will be fragrant immediately.
Drifted out.
Add the vegetable leaves and stir-fry In a short time, a fish-flavored shredded pork dish, a twice-cooked pork dish, and a green pepper shredded pork dish were all ready.
Three plates filled with green-coated delicacies were quietly placed on the stove, and Yang Ming nodded with satisfaction.
I haven’t done this for many years, but it seems that my sword is still young after all.
"Brother, what are you doing?
The food you made is so delicious."
Just when Yang Ming looked satisfied, the voice of his younger sister Yang Lan came from behind.
This girl was looking hard at getting the shredded green pepper pork with her big black eyes.
The smell made her want to stretch out her little hand and take out a piece to try the taste.
"What are you doing?
This is what your brother made for Miss Li.
We, the two of us, will wait for a while to take advantage of others."
He stood up and asked Yang Lan to light the fire.
She didn't expect her son to cook. .
"Mom, what are you talking about?
As long as you like to eat, how about I cook it for you every day?"
Yang Ming blushed and had to beg for mercy.
However, thinking about Li Yanran, that arrogant girl has really become more and more beautiful in the past few years, but He doesn't dare to have any ideas about her, she's very shady.
In Yang Ming's study, Li Yanran sat on a stool with a dark face.
"Miss, that poor guy," the dumb maid Xiao Cui said cautiously, "How about I go call him over?"
"Why did you ask him to come here?"
Li Yanran tore up a piece of paper in her hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, come here and hammer me on the shoulder."
The stupid maid had no choice but to shut her mouth obediently, stand behind the young lady and beat her shoulders.
"Hey Li Yanran, you are quite enjoying it."
Yang Ming opened the door and saw Li Yanran with a dark face.
This girl was still the same as before, her face would turn pale if she was slightly dissatisfied.
"I asked my maid to give me a slap on the back.
What's the matter?
Are you feeling distressed?"
Li Yanran curled her lips, "What's the matter?
This is how you, Mr.
Yang, treat your guests."
Yang Ming naturally knew that Li Yanran was unhappy, so he smiled slightly and said: "Okay, look at your appearance.
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I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to get used to the food at home, so I went to cook two dishes for you and then I'll try my skills."
"Who knows if the food you cook is edible?"
Li Yanran looked disdainful, but when she turned her head, a smile appeared on her face inadvertently.
Was this guy caring about herself?
But when she turned her head again At this time, he returned to his previous appearance and said: "Xiao Cui, let me and you go to the kitchen to help."
After speaking, Yang Ming walked towards the Yang family's kitchen regardless of his embarrassment.
"Miss, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
Xiaocui asked.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Li Yanran looked at the billowing smoke coming out of the kitchen with disgust, but she walked briskly to the kitchen in three or two steps.
"Aunt, Yanran is here to help you."
Li Yanran started to help pick vegetables as soon as she entered the kitchen.
As soon as Mr.
He saw Li Yanran entering the house, he helped pick vegetables.
She liked it even more.
She threw away the spatula in her hand and said, "No, look at how you can do it so fast with your thin skin and tender flesh.
Listen to Auntie."
If so, go to the study and play with Goudan, and you’ll be fine in a while.”
"Aunt, but I want to help you."
Li Yanran didn't give up and continued picking vegetables in her hand, but the vegetables were
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