Su Xueyan vomited the night before, and the next morning Su Qingluan no longer dared to let her eat cold food, so she got up early to cook porridge for the little girl.
Su Guangfu and Yang had just gotten up and were about to go to the town to sell a stall. When they saw Su Qingluan coming out of the room, Yang quickly stepped forward and asked, "Did the third girl vomit again last night? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Su Guangfu naturally did not ask questions like Yang, but he followed closely behind Yang and looked at Su Qingluan's expression seriously.
Seeing her father and mother-in-law looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Don't worry, you two. The little girl drank the hot sugar water I gave her yesterday and fell asleep. She hasn't slept yet." Wake up, you slept soundly." He even snored a little.
Yang looked at Su Guangfu, then turned back: "Then...do we need to go to Huichun Hall today..."
Su Qingluan shook her head: "The doctors at Huichun Hall are very skilled in medicine, but we Xueyan ate too much cold food. The weather is cold now, and children's stomachs are weak, so naturally they will feel uncomfortable after eating too much."
Yang nodded after hearing this: "That's good, that's good..." As he spoke, his tone became obviously relaxed.
"So you don't need to go to the doctor, let alone the goddess." After saying this, Su Qingluan was still a little cautious.
After all, "goddess" is a mysterious and mysterious profession. She can not only "cure" diseases, but also "give blessings." Many people who are not sick and have no disasters have not been deceived.
Fortunately, although Yang and Su Guangfu have a superstitious side, they are still pragmatic in nature. After knowing that their little daughter just ate too much cold food, they focused on "paying more attention to food in the future." "No matter how busy you are, you can't afford to be careless about food."
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Mom, as long as I'm here, Xueyan won't be hungry."
Ms. Yang saw it very clearly: "Now that you are busy with the jam, you can naturally take care of San Yatou at home. But after you have been busy for a while, you will have to run a stall with us. By then, San Yatou will what to do?"
Su Qingluan thought so.
In fact, running the stall is not the busiest thing. The key is that if the "Four Seasons" series of jams really become famous and become popular among the aristocratic circles in the capital, then I am afraid that I will have to be busy with the production line of this jam. My feet no longer touch the ground.
Until then, will my sister still have to eat cold food every day? Or simply let a three- or four-year-old kid light the stove and start a fire on his own?
Although Li Guixiang still tried her best to help and take care of Su Xueyan, after all, various symptoms such as edema, suffocation and other discomforts became more and more after she became pregnant. The Su family could not really leave a child with such a lively personality like Su Xueyan to the baby. To take care of pregnant women who are getting closer to their due date.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but think: Liu Yunniang looked coldly at her as a hard-working and down-to-earth girl, and wondered if it would be possible to recruit her to serve as a maid to help with the household.
...Although the term "maid" is a bit awkward - Su Qingluan essentially just wants to find a reliable live-in nanny.
But it was too early to say these words now, so Su Qingluan just suppressed these thoughts in her heart and did not talk too much to her parents.
At this time, Su Xuanhe also wandered out to wash his face, rubbing his groggy eyes.
Ever since Su Xuanhe had to get up early to go to school, no matter what he had for breakfast at home, he would always cook an extra hard-boiled egg for the boy to take with him to prevent him from starving during the day.
After all, boiled eggs are easy to carry and can withstand hunger.
Even so that her three children could eat eggs every day, Yang even bought a few more chickens just to lay more eggs after her family's conditions became less stringent.
But having too many chickens can be a problem.
Originally, the Su family relied on chickens to lay eggs and go to other people's homes in the town or village to exchange for some food or daily necessities. Now, if they want these daily necessities, they can buy them directly with the copper coins earned from selling offal soup.
In the shops in the town, there are more varieties to choose from, and the quality will be better.
Therefore, eggs, which were originally considered "hard currency" in the Su family, have become somewhat dispensable - even as a simple ingredient, eggs have become more valuable after more options are available. It's so unremarkable.
In this way, unknowingly, eggs have become a "slow-selling item".
Although Su Qingluan changed her cooking methods some time ago and made eggs into various delicacies, she has been a little busy recently, so she doesn't have any extra energy to study the ways to eat eggs. method.
So the Su family returned to the cycle of choosing between hard-boiled eggs, scrambled eggs, and hard-boiled poached eggs - although it was better than simple hard-boiled eggs, it was not much better.
For example, today, Su Xuanhe looked at another hard-boiled egg in his hand with an expression of disgust. As a result, he ate another chestnut from his sister: "Let's survive for a while, and I'll find a way to bring you some." delicious."
Su Qingluan rolled her eyes at her younger brother. So Su Xuanhe stopped rubbing his head and felt no longer aggrieved. His eyes suddenly brightened: "Sister, what do you want to eat?"
"Just know how to eat, but be careful if you don't memorize the book, you will get hit again!"
When Su Qingluan said this, Su Xuanhe's face changed. He stopped thinking about what to eat. He rubbed his palms that seemed to still have pain, and quickly started mumbling something, which made Yang and Su Guangfu both angry. Laughed.
After sending her parents and younger brother away, Su Qingluan made steamed egg custard for her sister and herself this morning, and then decided to deal with the remaining twenty or so newly laid eggs.
Naturally, these laying hens should be kept. After all, eggs are very nutritious ingredients. The only disadvantage is that if they are left for too long, they will not only go bad, but also the egg whites inside will become less and less. Naturally, the edible part will be reduced. Much smaller!
Su Qingluan felt a little sad to see the good ingredients reduced or even spoiled simply because of improper storage.
In this case, try to find a way to preserve eggs for a longer period of time.
Su Qingluan thought for a while and finally decided to use eggs to make salted eggs. However, due to her own taste preference, she took out eight more eggs and decided to use these eight to make preserved eggs.
As for why so little is done - Su Qingluan selfishly feels that not everyone can accept the pungent smell of preserved eggs that is easily reminiscent of the toilet.
Since it is a niche food after all, there is no need to do too much.
Anyway, in the end, she was the only one willing to eat it. At this time, she had never thought that preserved eggs had passed the test of time and region for a long time and became a popular delicacy in the north and south of the country. How could it be a "niche food"?
Even though it has a strange taste, there are never a few people who are curious about it.
Compared with preserved eggs, pickling salted eggs requires boiling the stewed soup in advance, so after finishing the morning meal, Su Qingluan planned to boil the stewed soup and go out to continue packaging the jam.
However, I don’t know whether the weather is good or not. When I woke up in the morning, the weather was still cloudy, and it became increasingly cloudy during the morning meal. When the two sisters finished their meal, raindrops began to fall, and the rain tended to get heavier.
Su Qingluan couldn't go out now, so she could only make salted eggs at home.
"Sister, will my parents and brother get wet?" Su Xueyan heard the sound of rain outside and ran over and asked.
Su Qingluan knelt down and praised with a smile: "Xueyan is so good, he cares about his family so much! But don't worry, both parents are wearing rain gear and oilcloth."
The rain gear is to protect oneself from the rain, and the tarpaulin is used to cover the stall to prevent the soup and sewer from getting wet.
Of course, this is also the experience gained after countless sudden heavy rains in the middle of the summer. Now several people in the Su family are very skilled in dealing with sudden weather changes of this degree.
After hearing Su Qingluan's comfort, the little girl immediately felt relieved and nodded, then looked at Su Qingluan: "Are you busy, sister?"
"Yes, we have a lot of eggs left at home. I'm afraid they'll go bad, so I'm thinking of ways to make them into other foods."
"Wow~" When the little girl heard this, her eyes immediately lit up. Sister, when will it be ready? Can I eat it?
"Is this..." Su Qingluan gave up, "Let's see how you perform!"
In fact, Su Qingluan's words were half-joking. After all, whether it was salted eggs or preserved eggs, it was impossible to make them today. But when it comes to teasing children, you don’t need to be so strict.
Unexpectedly, the little girl misunderstood Su Qingluan's meaning and immediately nodded: "I will write big characters now so that I don't cause trouble for my sister!"
Su Qingluan thought dumbfounded: My sister is so well-behaved and sensible, so she really wants to get her something delicious.
Come to think of it, the work at hand still needs to be done.
In fact, salted eggs are not a particularly rare ingredient in this era, but the price is not that cheap, so ordinary villagers in Huaxi Village usually don't eat it.
The reason is very simple. The stew for pickling salted duck eggs requires various spices such as cumin, star anise, bay leaves, etc., and a lot of salt is added to the stew. Such a pot of stew is not that cheap in this era. of.
Even if the stewed soup can be reused, various spices must be re-added. Five cents for a salted egg, for the folks in Huaxi Village, is - okay but not necessary.
For five cents, you can buy a small bowl of sesame soup and a mat of Madam's cooking cakes for a full meal; you can also buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles or a bowl of tofu with two fried dough sticks.
No matter how you pair it, it’s much more affordable than buying a salted egg alone.
So when the stew was boiled and the salty smell wafted out, the little girl couldn't help but poked her head out and asked: "Sister, what do you do that makes it so delicious?"
"Making eggs delicious." Su Qingluan said, carefully taking out the eggs that had just been soaked in rice vinegar - this is to allow the acetic acid in the rice vinegar to corrode the eggshells and make the already porous eggshells The structural pores further expand.
This will ensure that the salt in the stewed soup fully penetrates into the eggshell, making it easier for the oil in the egg yolk to separate. This will make the salted eggs even oilier.
