Early in the morning, Yu Zhu had just wiped off the egg white and was massaging it with warm jade to help absorb it. Cuiwei brought a bowl of fish jelly to Yu Zhu and said with a smile: "Miss, this is just from the kitchen.

The fish jelly, my wife said we must eat it quickly, but it can’t melt.【】”

I have heard of this fish jelly Yuzhu, it is an excellent nourishing food in modern times. The so-called fish jelly is not condensed in modern fish soup, it is made from fish scales and fish heads. The fish scales and fish heads are polyglutinous, even if there is no fish meat.

The fish jelly that comes out is also delicate, smooth, soft and elastic. Ms. Cui said that the fish jelly moisturizes the skin, so she will order someone to make it and send it to her every day, so that Yuzhu will not be afraid of the fishy smell and eat it every day.

Yu Zhu looked at the disk. The amber fish jelly was crystal clear, trembling and shaped like a jade plate of agar. It glowed with a moist glimmer under the light from the window. It tasted fishy and tasted like

The jelly is pretty good, soft and delicious, it melts in your mouth and slides down your throat. After thinking about it, I added a kind of broad bean paste unique to Qingzhou. This paste enhances the taste, is sour and spicy, and perfectly suppresses the fishy and spicy taste.

Combined with the umami flavor, it is endlessly memorable.

Eating fish jelly means eating the essence of fish. The fish moves like a shuttle in the water, as fast as lightning, and the silver light shines. It is simmered over high heat, low heat, high speed, and the essence is dissolved in the milky white soup. Then take advantage of the weather.

This beautiful and delicious Tang Ning Zhi Yu can only be frozen when it is cold. Because the fish is most fat and can be frozen when it is cold, the fish jelly can only be eaten in the cold winter. Cui has never seen this way of eating it. Recently, it is

Because Liu's mother returned to Beijing to give New Year's gifts, a new cook from Qingzhou was hired in the kitchen. It turned out that the owner of the kitchen had not escaped from the epidemic, so she had no work. This time, she heard that her savior, Mr. Lin, came to the house.

They were looking for a cook, so they rushed here. The housekeeper Li (Li Guan) who was recruiting the workers said that there were only three masters in Mr. Lin's house, so they could only recruit one cook. She also relied on her years of experience and innocence.

With his wealth, he had a hard time defeating everyone. Out of gratitude in his heart and eager to contribute to the master's family, he offered this fish jelly. It actually understood the woman's mind. She loves food that can beautify her. Even if it tastes bad, it doesn't matter.

of.

Mrs. Cui herself eats it every day. After all, this food is considered a seasonal dish and cannot be eaten after the coldest days. Although Mrs. Cui is not happy to celebrate the New Year in this remote place, it is undeniable that remote places also have

The advantage of remoteness is that there are not as many social activities as in the capital. In the middle of winter, you can sit comfortably at home drinking tea and enjoying the snow. You can try the chef's new dishes and add them to the usual menu if they are suitable. Occasionally, you can go to your daughter's yard.

I sat there, knitting and watching my daughter practice the various stitches in this Bian embroidery. Qingzhou officials suffered a lot from the epidemic and civil unrest, and it was Lin Yuanzhi's subordinates who made up for the loss, and the official family members also came to visit.

As long as the etiquette is not violated, Cui can spend it as he pleases. The twelfth lunar month is much more pleasant than the days in the capital when he went around sending gifts and greetings.

The atmosphere in Qingzhou is good. At least this year has been better than before. Not only did they survive the disaster and escaped from the Lord of Hell, but it was also because of the protection of the Bodhisattva. Even the poor people walking on the road looked good-looking.

It's a little over, and many people are taking advantage of the New Year to go shopping in brand new and neat clothes. Since the epidemic broke out, many shops in Qingzhou have closed down, and the streets have been depressed and desolate. Now the streets have gradually regained their vitality, and there are many people on the streets.

There are many stalls selling snacks, some selling winter balls, some selling fried rice, some selling dry biscuits, and some selling pink fruits. Many people will go to the streets to buy and eat them. Even the poor will spend a lot of money.

With one or two dollars, I can buy some candies for my children to satisfy their cravings.

Embroidery is also introduced by the master. It is a personal practice. It does not take long to teach. How to master and coordinate the use depends on the apprentice's level of study. Grandma Wang has already taught Yu Zhu everything she can.

, now bedridden, Yuzhu has no choice but to practice by himself. Ms. Cui was worried that her daughter was too young and could not settle down, so she went to "inspect" every day to check the progress, but was pleasantly surprised to find that her eleven-year-old daughter was actually very good.

Be patient and arrange every day properly, female celebrities, and cook half of the time. For fear of hurting your eyes, Cui Wei interrupts every hour and lets his eyes stare at Yujue who is swinging regularly on the rope.

look.

Such self-discipline and hard work actually made Mrs. Cui feel distressed. She kept asking the kitchen to change the tricks to make Yu Zhu a nourishing soup. She also always advised Yu Zhu not to work too hard, but let her work hard to practice being a good woman.

The red rain bamboo couldn't laugh or cry.

The days passed smoothly, and on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Li Guan and Liu's mother came back.

Mrs. Cui very rudely took the letters from her sons and started reading them. Lin Yuanzhi felt quite helpless after reading this, so he quietly turned his outstretched hand and took the letter from his eldest brother Lin Hengzhi.

Read the letter in an organized manner.

After reading, the couple raised their heads and looked at each other - Cui was smiling, Lin Yuanzhi was expressionless, and the veins on his forehead were beating faintly. When Cui saw it, he immediately knew that there was something good in the letter, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

: "Master, don't be angry. You don't deserve to be so angry. It's better to live your own life properly."

Lin Yuanzhi sat slumped on the chair and muttered: "Brother, how could he become like this?"

"Brother Yan said that the old lady takes good care of them and reassures us." Although Mrs. Cui knew that the last time Lin Yuanzhi became an abandoned son, it was indispensable for the acquiescence of the aloof old lady. At this moment, she had no choice but to say this in order to comfort her husband.

Lin Yuanzhi shook his head with a wry smile, took the letter from Cui's hand, turned around and entered the inner room.

Ms. Cui stood there alone, not knowing whether to be happy that her husband was finally on the same page with her or to be sad about the blow her family had given her husband.

Yuzhu didn't know what happened between her parents. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. In ancient times, families were too big, and brothers couldn't separate their families until their parents died. Who could bear to face such a family?

When there are too many people, there will be intrigues and intrigues. The restless families live in several houses together, with a bunch of concubines and concubines, good and bad, smart and stupid, all trying their best to achieve their own interests, but on the surface they still maintain their integrity.

Being intimate with Hele is really disgusting.

Grandma Wang's illness is getting worse no matter how many doctors and decoctions she receives, and she is also suffering from a fever. They have not known each other for a long time, but once she is a teacher, she is always a father. Even though Yu Zhu has a cold temperament,

I also have a relationship, and I always take time to sit in front of Grandma Wang's bed for a while every day.

"Sister...sister..." It's like a child's coquettish whisper, but also contains grievances and longing.

Yu Zhu stepped forward and grabbed Grandma Wang's hand that was waving in the air, letting her hold it tightly and not let go, sighing secretly: She is also a person with stories.
Chapter completed!