"The fish head is tender and nutritious. It can make people smart and is particularly important for the development of our brain. Eating fish head regularly can not only strengthen the brain, but also delay mental decline. It can also fight against aging and nourish the body.

, no worse than those precious medicinal materials. If you still have this kind of fish head in the future, you won’t need to throw it away at all. What a waste it would be to throw it away.”

Song Zhaozhao finished making the home-cooked fish head soup, and while cleaning it up, he talked to the ladies in the kitchen.

Although Lu Jinmo has known Song Zhaozhao for such a long time and has always seen her making new clothes very well, and her wild vegetable egg pancakes were delicious last time, he did not know that she has such ability. He is really impressed by Song Zhaozhao.

appreciation.

"Little tailor, I didn't know you were so powerful."

Song Zhaozhao smiled restrainedly: "Actually, it's not bad. These are some simple methods."

"The lady is right. This lady is really powerful. I have been working in the Lu Mansion for so many years, and this is the first time I know that fish heads are made in this way."

"Mommy, you are really grateful. If you need it, I can tell you how to do it."

When grandma heard Song Zhaozhao's words, she was really happy.

Song Zhaozhao did not hesitate to tell his grandmother how to make this fish head soup.

"By the way, little tailor, what is the name of this fish soup?"

It's true. When I was in the 21st century, I always called it fish head soup. This was a bit too monotonous. I had to think of a nice and appetizing name.

"Hmm...this is called...Bazhen Fish Head Soup!"

Yes, Bazhen Fish Head Soup, that’s the name.

"Bazhen fish head soup sounds delicious!" Lu Jinmo exclaimed.

Song Zhaozhao smiled proudly, of course it tastes good, he himself, Song Zhaozhao, is a great food blogger!

When Song Zhaozhao was feeling proud, he glanced at a place with his peripheral vision. There was a big bag of sweet potatoes on the ground. He suddenly had another idea in his mind. He had been in the book for so long, and the conditions of the Song family were limited. His own

My hands have been itchy for a long time due to the restrictions on my performance. When I saw this bag of sweet potatoes, I suddenly wanted to make a sweet dish.

"Little doctor girl, that..."

Song Zhaozhao pointed to the bag of sweet potatoes in the corner and looked at Lu Jinmo.

“Can I make another dish with it?”

Lu Jinmo would never have thought that Song Zhaozhao could cook other dishes. Song Zhaozhao was simply too good.

"Yes, of course. You can use the things from our Lu family as you like."

"Then do you like sweet food?"

"Of course I do, I really like eating it."

Hearing this, Song Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, just wait while I make you a shredded sweet potato dish."

"Candied sweet potatoes?"

Lu Jinmo had a puzzled look on his face. Lu Jinmo knew about the sweet potato, but how could it still be sweet after being pulled into strips?

Song Zhaozhao nodded proudly.

"What does it smell like? It's so fragrant?"

Song Zhaozhao was smiling proudly when Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo also came over from the study.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"We just came out of the study and saw that you were not there. Mingyu said that you were in the kitchen, so we wanted to take a look."

Yan Liluo said, picked up the spoon, and gave himself a bowl of Bazhen fish soup that Song Zhaozhao had just made.

"Well, it tastes delicious. Mom, why haven't you made this before?"

Grandma pointed at Song Zhaozhao and told Yan Liluo that the fish soup was not made by herself but by Song Zhaozhao. When Yan Liluo heard about Song Zhaozhao, he quickly ran to Song Zhaozhao.

"Little girl, did you really do this?"

"Of course."

"Okay, little girl, if I want to drink in the future, can I still get it?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "Of course, I just told grandma how to do it."

Yan Liluo shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

It turned out that Yan Liluo and Lu Chenmo saw that Song Zhaozhao was very good at cooking, and they thought that it was very inconvenient for her to set up a stall on the street as a woman. It happened that the current public chef of Beizhen Fusi had just moved out.

It was just right for Song Zhaozhao to go.

Yan Liluo told Song Zhaozhao about his and Lu Chenmo's thoughts. To be honest, Song Zhaozhao did hesitate. At first, it was indeed a good idea to go to Fusi, Beizhen to open a canteen, but if he went, he and

Lu Chenmo would not look up when he looked down, which was even more troublesome.

"this……"

"Little tailor, this is great. If you go to Beizhen Fusi, I can often eat your delicious food!"

Song Zhaozhao smiled awkwardly: "I have to think about this matter carefully and discuss it with my parents and brother at home."

Song Zhaozhao rejected Yan Liluo's idea relatively tactfully.

Lu Chenmo, who was standing aside, looked at Song Zhaozhao, as if she was afraid of him?

"But…"

Lu Jinmo wanted to say something more, but before he could say anything, he was pulled back by his brother. Lu Chenmo shook his head at Lu Jinmo, signaling her to let Song Zhaozhao think about it.

Song Zhaozhao also saw it, and they were all disappointed. After all, they were all well-intentioned. They didn't know what actually happened in the original novel. Those who don't know are not guilty. They should try to lighten the atmosphere first.

.

"Okay, don't be so lifeless. I have to cook another dish!"

"What kind of food?" Yan Liluo does have a carefree personality. When Song Zhaozhao said this, he walked out of the atmosphere just now.

"You'll know just by looking at it." Song Zhaozhao said calmly.

I saw Song Zhaozhao taking two sweet potatoes, washing them, peeling them and cutting them into pieces. Heat oil in a pot. After the oil boils, reduce the heat to a low heat and add the sweet potatoes. This will make the sweet potatoes easy to color. The fried sweet potatoes will

It's golden.

“When frying sweet potatoes, don’t rush them, otherwise the taste will be affected.”

Song Zhaozhao did not forget to tell his grandmother how to do it.

After frying the sweet potatoes, Song Zhaozhao put an appropriate amount of water and sugar into the pot and burned it over a slow fire until it began to bubble, until it bubbled up, turning into sugar liquid. The sugar liquid gradually thickened and the color of the sugar became darker.

.As long as the bubbles become smaller and denser. At this moment, Song Zhaozhao poured in the freshly fried sweet potatoes, stir them evenly, put them in the bowl and let them cool before eating.

"By the way, Mom, when you pour the sweet potatoes into the syrup, it's best if the sweet potatoes are hot, so that the syrup can be better coated on the sweet potatoes."

Grandma was also very attentive and remembered every word Song Zhaozhao said clearly.

"what is this?"

"This is called shredded sweet potato. Try it quickly."

Everyone came over in droves, eager to try Song Zhaozhao's shredded sweet potatoes.

Lu Chenmo didn't try to save his face, but his sister still stuffed a piece of it. After eating, Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao with a smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!