Su Qingluan was originally a little far away from here, but now it's just when the sky has just darkened. From a distance, it can't be seen clearly, and only the gray-blue shadow is left shaking back and forth.
As he got closer, Su Qingluan looked at the "coke" of different shapes in front of his brother, and said happily: "I said Su Erzhuang, you didn't do anything, you just made charcoal for everyone. ?”
At this time, coal was only available in a few areas and had not developed on a large scale. The charcoal used in many places was fired from ordinary wood.
Su Xuanhe knew that it was his sister who was pushing against him, so he blushed and choked out a sentence for a long time: "The gentleman is far away... far away from the chef..."
"What kind of gentleman are you..." Su Qingluan gave her brother a head-turning chestnut angrily, "What does a little brat know about a gentleman who is a chef from afar? Is this how the phrase is used? You are not called a chef from afar. This is called making the chef angry! Ruining the food!"
Seeing that the mushrooms she had picked so hard were roasted into chars, Su Qingluan was very happy: "How long have you been roasting them? The mushrooms are so thick that they can roast you into chars. It's quite powerful." of."
Seeing that Su Guangfu was reluctant to eat that little food and wanted to eat Su Xuanhe's "coke", Su Qingluan quickly stopped him: "Dad, if you eat too much of that stuff, you'll feel sick to your stomach. Don't eat it. I'll bake it."
As he spoke, he sat down next to Su Xuanhe and nudged his knee with his knee: "Boy, take a bunch and learn from me!"
The ingredients are all put on thick bamboo sticks. Of course, the bamboo sticks were made by Su Guangfu before. The bamboo itself is straight and sharpened, so it is suitable for barbecues. However, compared with iron skewers, you need to pay attention to the heat. If you are not careful, it is easy for the open flame below to jump up and burn the bamboo skewers.
Su Qingluan looked at the bamboo sticks that had been broken into two or three pieces in front of Su Xuanhe, and was speechless for a while: the current bamboo sticks are all made from local materials, otherwise it would not be cheap to burn so many bamboo sticks.
Yang and Su Guangfu were more or less relieved as they watched their eldest daughter and her son roasting mushrooms - in fact, to be honest, Su Xuanhe didn't really like doing barbecue work, he just thought it was fun.
But the Su family has an unwritten rule: children can be naughty, but they can't mess with things, let alone food. So just now I saw several mushrooms turned into charcoal. In fact, the couple was angry. If Su Xuanhe keeps doing this, he will probably have to eat a "bamboo shoot stew".
Su Qingluan asked his younger brother to "learn cooking skills". Su Guangfu and Yang could find opportunities to eat a few bites by themselves without having to keep an eye on whether this skinny monkey would accidentally light up the stove. Although Su Xueyan was too young to learn During the barbecue, she also stood by and watched with great interest.
"Brush a layer of oil first." Su Qingluan brushed a layer of soybean oil on both the front and back of the bunch of mushrooms on her hand.
"Brush before baking?" Su Xuanhe was very shocked.
"You didn't apply oil?" Su Qingluan was even more shocked than him.
Then she knew why Su Xuanhe was so rich in "coke": "You don't apply oil when grilling? And there is no batter on the outside of these mushrooms, and they don't secrete oil. If you don't apply a layer of oil on this thing, who will do it if you don't bake it into char? Into coke?!"
After a grumpy meal, Su Qingluan continued to teach on the spot: "Mushrooms are a dish with thick meat but a lot of juice. You can't grill it over low heat, otherwise it won't be chewy. You need to cook it over low heat to get out the moisture inside - but if you want to If you want it to be firm on the outside and crispy on the inside, you can grill it quickly over high heat, like this.”
Su Qingluan grilled two bunches of mushrooms at two different temperatures. He kept turning his wrists and explaining: "Sprinkle the seasonings when they are almost done, otherwise they will burn easily and become bitter. It doesn’t taste good. If you want a big fire, choose the middle of the stove. If you want a small fire, choose the side - pay attention to the open flame and don’t let the flames burn up, otherwise the stick will break easily.”
As he said that, he glanced at the sign that was broken into several sections in front of Su Xuanhe.
Su Xuanhe: ...I don’t know why, although his sister didn’t teach him a lesson, he always felt like he was being taught a lesson.
If Su Xuanhe traveled to modern times and became familiar with Internet slang, he would understand that this feeling is called "an arrow in the knee" in modern popular terms.
Su Qingluan first grilled four skewers of mushrooms, keeping two skewers for herself and letting her brother try the other two skewers for different tastes.
Su Xuanhe could tell the difference as soon as he ate it - the mushrooms that had been roasted slowly over low fire had less water, were chewy, and had a burnt aroma; while the mushrooms that had been roasted quickly over high fire had a more tender and juicy texture, only The skin is tight on the outside but still tender on the inside.
He thought for a while, turned around and handed it to his sister: "Here, this one is better to bite, be careful not to burn it."
Su Xueyan was grinding her teeth with a piece of snake meat baked by Su Guangfu.
I have to say that Su Qingluan tasted Su Guangfu's craftsmanship and found that it was indeed excellent - the snake meat turned into a soft and chewy texture, and tasted a bit like dry-roasted beef. And there are a lot of non-spicy seasonings added to it, which makes it more fragrant the more you chew it, making it perfect for snacking.
However, for a three-year-old girl, this kind of eating is obviously a bit "over the top" - her teeth are sore from the mouthful of millet, and she has not finished eating a piece of snake meat.
On the contrary, just as Su Xuanhe expected, the tender and juicy version of Su Qingluan's roasted mushroom slices tasted more suitable for children, and the little girl soon had juices flowing from the corners of her mouth.
In fact, everyone had been eating for a while before Su Qingluan came back, but they were not in a hurry and just roasted slowly, thinking that they could not starve the two little ones and at the same time wait for Su Qingluan.
After Su Qingluan sat down, most of the food baked by Yang and Su Guangfu were placed in front of Su Qingluan.
After eating another skewer of roasted chicken and a skewer of roasted yams, Su Qingluan felt that she was a little full, and her movements gradually slowed down.
She picked up the rag lying next to her and wiped the grease stains left by eating the snake meat with her bare hands. She took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Su Guangfu and Yang: "Dad, Aniang, take this." Save it well.”
After hearing this, Yang wiped the charcoal dust on her hands and took the piece of paper. Only with the dim moonlight and the dim light of the lantern hanging in the yard, she could see clearly some words on it, but if it was written in such dim light, What is it, that would be a bit embarrassing.
Yang laughed and said, "Hey, Da Ya, you show us so many words now, but we can't understand them clearly."
"You don't need to read it clearly, it's a contract, just keep it." Su Qingluan said with a smile, "Didn't our family not be able to have a water stall for a few days? There are several stalls outside that imitate ours. If we don't think of a solution anymore, , originally we had to give away more than half of our passenger traffic to others."
Why not all of them? Because Su Qingluan is confident, there are always diners who pursue taste and look down on the taste of other restaurants. It's just that Su Qingluan can't be sure how many such "die-hard fans" there are - in short, they won't make up the majority.
Yang was a little anxious when he heard this: "Then what should we do? There is no time to prepare a new sink today..." Even if we go to buy it immediately tomorrow, it will take the day after tomorrow for the sink stall to open again at the earliest.
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Mom, don't worry, there is no problem anymore."
