Lu Qianling really liked this little jade rabbit, but after knowing its price, she wanted to persuade Meng Chuyuan not to buy it, but she couldn't.
Seeing this little thing now, Lu Qianling felt more distressed than liked.
Grandma Lu didn't react much. She lowered her eyes and focused on the jade in her hand again.
After a few seconds, Grandma Lu's rich and experienced voice sounded in the quiet hall: "Seven million is indeed a bit expensive."
"I also think it's expensive." It was rare for someone to unite with her, and Lu Qianling's sense of superiority grew.
Meng Chuyuan acted very calmly, and his mood was not affected in any way. He even sat next to Grandma Lu and listened attentively.
Seeing that Grandma Lu was so serious, she must have done a lot of research on jade and jade, and maybe she could learn something from Grandma Lu.
Grandma Lu weighed the jade with her hands and said calmly: "This jade is indeed good, but the weight is a bit uninteresting."
"Grandma, how much do you think this jade is worth?" Out of curiosity, Lu Qianling asked Meng Chuyuan in advance.
"Maybe more than six million." Grandma Lu paused for two seconds and then added: "But you said this is my treasure, and I am willing to sell it to you for seven million. You are already very conscientious."
…
Grandma Lu stayed here for two days, and Meng Chuyuan cooked almost every meal herself.
She knew that the old man had bad teeth, so she stewed the meat until it was soft and chose some tender vegetables.
Meng Chuyuan heard Grandma Lu say she wanted to eat braised pork elbow that day, and the next day she got up early and went to the vegetable market to buy fresh pork elbow. She also bought a few dishes that everyone loved.
The pig knuckles purchased were particularly hairy. Meng Chuyuan spent a lot of time in order to remove the hair on the surface of the pig skin.
Lu Qianling was about to end her happy weekend today. After finishing her homework from last week, she was bored and came to the kitchen.
Looking at Meng Chuyuan's busy figure, Lu Qianling stood beside him, unable to help him in any way.
"Did you buy the pork knuckle?"
Meng Chuyuan snorted slightly: "Grandma said she wanted to eat."
Grandma Lu was going back after lunch, so Meng Chuyuan wanted to make this braised pork elbow dish for her to try.
Lu Qianling raised her head, cast a surprised look at her, and asked doubtfully: "Grandma said she wanted to eat rice and cooked it? How come you can cook all kinds of dishes?"
"This dish is not difficult."
After Meng Chuyuan cleaned the last piece of elbow, she washed it with clean water, scored a few cuts on both sides, put it in the pot, added some cooking wine, and when it was almost cooked, took the elbow out and drained the water.
Next, she heated up the oil in a pan, put the elbows into the pan and fried them until the skin turned golden brown, then took them out.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Chuyuan filled a pot of water, added various seasonings to cook, put the elbow in and stewed it until tender, removed the bones and then took it out, and finally cooked a portion of the elbow juice...
Lu Qianling watched Meng Chuyuan go back and forth several times before finally making this braised pork elbow.
After watching the whole process, Lu Qianling became a little stunned: "...Isn't this difficult? The elbow is thrown into the pot again and again."
Since stewing meat takes a long time, it took Meng Chuyuan nearly three hours to make this dish alone.
Meng Chuyuan glanced at Lu Qianling and said with a smile: "Of course you have to put some thought into making delicious dishes."
She enjoyed the process of cooking very much, and Meng Chuyuan was willing to invest more time.
Meng Chuyuan washed the pot and looked back at Lu Qianling, "Make you tiger skin chicken feet?"
Hearing this, Lu Qianling nodded excitedly: "Okay, you can do it for me."
In fact, Lu Qianling doesn't like places with heavy oil fumes. She usually doesn't come to the kitchen when the fire is on at home.
She didn't know why, but she liked to come over to watch Meng Chuyuan cooking, and watched him very seriously.
Meng Chuyuan poured the bag of chicken feet into clean water, cleaned them with salt water, cut off the sharp toenails of the chicken feet, blanched them in a pot, added ginger slices, scallions and cooking wine, cooked for a while and took them out.
Then she grabbed a handful of rock sugar into a clean pot, added some water and fried it until it turned caramel color, and set it aside for later use. Then she cleaned the pot, poured an appropriate amount of oil, poured the plate of chicken feet into it, and fried it for a while until the surface turned Take it out when it turns golden brown.
In her busy schedule, she turned her head and glanced at Lu Qianling, and said, "Find me a bag of ice cubes and bring me a few bottles of ice water. I'll need them later."
"Oh." Lu Qianling turned around and ran to open the refrigerator, and came back with a bag of ice cubes and two bottles of refrigerated mineral water.
Meng Chuyuan told her: "Pour these on the chicken feet and let them soak for a while, and you will have the tiger skin."
"That's it." After Lu Qianling understood, she immediately poured the ice cubes in and added two bottles of mineral water.
While Meng Chuyuan was preparing the next step of seasoning, Lu Qianling was observing the pot of soaked chicken feet and was a little curious: "Can this really make the tiger skin peel off?"
"Just wait a little longer, the time is too short."
After about twenty minutes, the chicken feet really slowly took on the effect of tiger skin.
Meng Chuyuan poured the ice water out of the basin, drained the chicken feet, poured it into the pot and stir-fried, added some seasonings, the rock sugar water that had been fried just now, and an appropriate amount of bean paste.
Lu Qianling stood nearby, smelling the aroma coming from the pot, and couldn't help but licked her lips: "It smells so good."
With a smile in his eyes, Meng Chuyuan said lightly: "Wait until it absorbs the juice, and it will be fine soon."
After the tiger-skin chicken feet came out of the pot, Lu Qianling secretly tasted one in the kitchen. The chicken feet had a very good taste, and the meat was so soft that it fell off the bone when it reached your mouth.
Lu Qianling finished the meal in a few seconds and gave Meng Chuyuan a thumbs up: "Meng Chuyuan, are you from New Oriental?"
"You think too highly of me."
Lu Qianling looked at her sincerely and said, "Really, it's much more delicious than the ones outside."
She always felt that the cooks hired by her family were already the best, so when they went out to eat, they always felt that the food was not as good as at home.
However, today, Lu Qianling felt that Meng Chuyuan's cooking skills were no worse than those of well-paid chefs.
Meng Chuyuan raised his lips and smiled: "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"Does Bao teach Bao know that kind of thing?"
She raised her eyebrows at Lu Qianling and said without thinking, "Of course."
…
Grandma Lu basked in the sun outside the yard for a while, then walked slowly into the living room, smelled a strong fragrance, and took the initiative to come to the dining room.
Seeing Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qianling in the kitchen, Grandma Lu walked over curiously and asked softly: "Is it about to start dinner?"
Meng Chuyuan: "Grandma, dinner will be served soon."
I just chatted with Lu Qianling for a while and wasted some time. At this moment, Meng Chuyuan was making fried stuffed tofu, and the last dish of stir-fried snow peas was left.
When Lu Qianling saw her grandma coming, she suddenly moved to the side and helped her over: "Grandma, she also made your favorite braised pork elbow."
(End of chapter)
