Under normal circumstances, the fried flour and egg mixture is not too unpleasant to eat.
However, Su Qingluan's "fried ice cubes" this time were obviously not an "ordinary situation."
In modern times, Su Qingluan mostly used soybean oil produced on standardized assembly lines, which naturally had no peculiar smell.
However, when I occasionally go to the countryside with my master to visit the graves of our elders and pay homage to our ancestors, I still occasionally eat pure natural hand-pressed "bendou oil" in the countryside.
This kind of soybean oil is said to have a "quite primitive natural flavor" to put it mildly, and "full of the unpleasant beany smell of soybeans" to put it bluntly.
As soon as Su Qingluan saw the naughty boy's doubtful expression, he knew that his mouth must feel like he had eaten raw lacquer.
Su Qingluan was "lucky" to taste it in her previous life, which can be described as "unforgettable".
Does it taste bad? Su Qingluan looked honest on her face, but she was wagging her fox tail happily in her heart: It's just that it tastes bad, she did it on purpose.
Sure enough, Xie Zian wanted to spit out what was in his mouth at the next moment, but his tutor since childhood prevented him from spitting it out on the table. He could only stare at the boy with a blue face.
The boy hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a sky-blue satin handkerchief. Xie Zian hurriedly snatched it, covered his mouth and spit out the "food" in his mouth.
The boy took the veil diligently, turned around and left.
"You...you..." Xie Zian glared at Su Qingluan, "What did you add in it? Are you trying to hurt me?!"
Su Qingluan still looked a little shocked in his honesty: "Xiao Langjun, where do you start talking about this? I just made the food according to your request, why do I want to harm you? And it doesn't mean anything to me. It’s no good, isn’t it?”
"You said you didn't want to harm me?!" Xie Zian pointed to the plate of "fried ice cubes": "Don't think I'm a fool! Did you use that soybean oil as the base oil for frying?"
Shopkeeper Liang looked at Su Qingluan with some worry when he heard this, saying that he would take over the responsibility if he couldn't do it. Just when he was taking a step forward, Su Qingluan over there had already taken the first step and nodded in recognition: "Yes, that's right."
"You...how dare you?!" Xie Zian stared at Su Qingluan in disbelief, "That soybean oil is for lighting..."
"But soybean oil can also be eaten!" Su Qingluan was very confident.
Yes, the reason why soybean oil is not very popular in this era is that pressing soybean oil is time-consuming and labor-intensive, which is far less hassle-free than extracting lard.
What's more, lard has a more fragrant flavor, does not have the unpleasant beany smell of soybean oil, and does not easily emit black smoke when cooking. Therefore, although there is pressed soybean oil, most of them use soybean oil. It is used for lighting lamps or other handicraft purposes, but not much is actually used for food.
However, there are actually many ways to reduce the "lethality" of the beany smell.
It's just that Su Qingluan didn't do that on purpose.
Just kidding, although you can't offend this naughty kid with a big background on the surface, shouldn't you be able to tease him secretly?
Su Qingluan's expression was very innocent: "To fry such a large piece of ice, you need more than half a pot of oil. And if you refine this oil, I don't know how much fat and time it will take - Xiao Lang You, your nobles, are busy with things, so you can't afford to delay her." She didn't have the leisure and leisure to spend the good time coaxing the naughty child.
But in the final analysis, although the naughty child in front of him is unreasonable, he is not too destructive after all.
If she encounters someone who gets angry at the slightest disagreement and treats the common people as a punching bag, then she must be careful in serving her.
Ye Zi'an saw that his problem was solved by a little girl, and it would become even more ugly if it continued.
The most important thing is that once he makes things big enough to alarm the county magistrate here, his father will definitely know about it...
The naughty kid's face turned green and white for a while, he snorted coldly, and shouted to the person who brought him, "Let's go!" A group of about 20 people filed out, and after a while, the hall on the first floor was empty. More than half.
The spectators and the diners who had not left fell into a moment of silence. Shopkeeper Liang quickly walked to the middle of the hall and smiled to appease all the guests.
After all, the arrival of the naughty kid was just an interlude and did not cause any particularly serious consequences. It just made Hongfu Tower and Su Qingluan another round of conversation. However, after a while, Hongfu Tower gradually returned to its previous liveliness.
But the difference from before was that more eyes fell on Su Qingluan.
After Su Qingluan had solved one thing, she realized later that her stomach was rumbling and she was upset - no wonder, before she came down, she didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing that would waste so much time, so she simply Didn't have a few bites of food.
After rubbing her belly, Su Qingluan turned around and asked Shopkeeper Liang: "Uncle Liang, is there no big problem here?"
"Well, there will be no problem for the time being." Shopkeeper Liang smiled, then looked in the direction of the door and sighed helplessly.
temporary?
Su Qingluan caught the key word and couldn't help but ask: "Does Uncle Liang mean that the bear... Xiao Langjun will come again?"
"Actually," Shopkeeper Liang was a little hard to explain, "This is the third time he has come - the first two times he happened to miss the niece." After all, Su Qingluan didn't go to Hongfu Tower every day.
"..." Su Qingluan's mouth twitched when he heard this, "Uncle Liang, how did you provoke such a giant Buddha..."
Shopkeeper Liang also shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then looked at Su Qingluan as if he remembered something: "My niece Xian helped me a lot today, what should Liang do -"
"Hey, Uncle Liang," Su Qingluan quickly stopped Liang Youdao from thanking him, "Didn't we talk about this before? It would be unreasonable to say anything else."
Most importantly, she was so hungry! Now she doesn't care about anything, she just wants to cook quickly!
When Shopkeeper Liang saw Su Qingluan looking disheveled and rubbing her belly, she realized that Su Qingluan was still hungry. He quickly let her go to the second floor and then went to the kitchen.
Su Qingluan was halfway up the stairs when she saw her parents and younger siblings waiting for her at the top of the stairs.
"Da Ya, you are really..." Yang looked at her eldest daughter, feeling very worried and distressed.
However, Su Guangfu grabbed his wife and stopped her from saying anything more: "Let's talk about what we have to say at home. Now Da Ya is hungry too, let's go back and eat quickly."
Su Qingluan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I have been busy for a long time just now, and now I am starving."
With that said, he led one by one and followed his parents back to the wing with his brothers and sisters.
In the side room at the corner of the second floor that Su Qingluan didn't pay attention to, overlooking the panoramic view of the first floor, Master Zhou and the people opposite were having a drink.
"Is this the one you're talking about?" There was a hint of joking on his upbeat face, "It's really interesting, but I really can't see any collusion between her and Mrs. Xu..."
The man opposite took a sip of wine and said in a calm voice: "There is a boy in the Su family who will be eight years old again. If he seeks to be your husband, I will accept him for the time being, regardless of his qualifications."
Master Zhou frowned slightly when he heard this, and then nodded: "I know."
