Fireworks World (27)

Beer duck was not used in the initial beer. This dish was introduced from Jiangnan to the palace and became an imperial dish in the palace. The beer was not used in the palace. At that time, there was no beer available, but Mier wine. Later, this dish was spread to the people. After continuous improvement, it became the beer duck today.

The ones made by Tongtong were really improved on the original imperial dishes and used beer, but they were not entirely beer. They just found the best cooks outside, and they made them very delicious, but the taste was definitely different from those made by Tongtong.

Lin Yutong didn't know that the next door was going to make this dish. When she woke up in the morning, she heard the old man say, "Why did you raise ducks next door at home? Such a big cage of ducks. If it's OK, I think our family can raise chickens by themselves. Don't feed them..."

"The eggs we eat now are also native eggs." The factory is already making braised eggs and cooperates with chicken farms. There are many chicken farms now. There are also many people who are in a hurry to supply their own products. Some of them come to privately, and this is how human society is like this. These people who are interested have built a place to specialize in raising chickens, from chicken to eggs, they do not need feed. The amount of this thing is small, so it is for customers. They are considered to be considered a family.

The customer, so the family basically has no shortage of this thing. In addition to eating fresh food every day, the old lady also marinated a lot. Yinhe and Yinwei went to school and liked to use the salted eggs marinated by her grandmother. They steamed them at home and peeled them. The egg yolks were all oily. They said that they were so delicious with the kind of cakes sold in the school. Most of the pickled eggs in the family were taken to the school and killed. Of course, it is not ruled out that they would share them with their classmates occasionally.

The old man thought it was true. He kept chickens in the cage and was not dirty, but the chicken cries were noisy enough. Then forget it, he didn't raise them anymore, but he still stuck his head out and looked at the duck next door through the fence: "It's not that big, the cage is full of stuff, and it won't take two days to die."

The old lady was watering the flowers inside: "What are you doing for that leisure?"

When Lin Yutong went out, she saw that there were eight or nine of them without ten. The nanny next door was spinning around, holding a knife in her hand. No matter how she looked, she didn't seem to raise a duck, but she seemed to be slaughtering her. She said hello: "Aren't Mr. Luo on a business trip? Why do you feel like you have to set up a mat at home?"

The nanny smiled: "My aunt wants it. Isn't we Mr. Luo almost celebrated our birthday?"

oh!

It is understandable that my daughter prepares her mother for her birthday to learn to cook.

She drove away from the door and could still feel the gaze with a look and observation before leaving.

When Lin Yutong left, Luo Qingyi came out and leaned over and asked the nanny: "Just catch one."

Grab one casually, then chop the head directly, then put it in a basin with boiling water, and watch the nanny pull the hairs for the duck. She is actually not afraid of this. When she was a child, she was looking forward to her most. When she was a child, she was looking forward to her mother buying a chicken or a duck back, then wiping the neck of the chicken and duck, and then taking a large bowl of chicken blood or duck blood, and using chicken blood to continue cooking the next day. In fact, she loves to eat even the chicken head. Now the nanny's slaughtering level is not good, so where can she beheaded directly? In fact, she should be more snatched by herself than the nanny. When she was in high school, she also cooked for her brother at home. But after going to college, everyone seemed to like this kind of girl. When she went to the teacher's house to have dinner, the teacher's lover killed the chicken, and the classmates in the upper bunk of the dormitory

Spray perfume on the snow-white handkerchief, and then gently approach the mouth and nose from time to time, which was indescribable. At that time, she realized that the teacher and the male classmates in the class did not seem to think that the female classmates were so bad. Although my mother kept saying that it was so impolite, then the teacher and half of the students began to accommodate that classmate. Even if the other female classmates in the class did not imitate, they seemed to feel that killing chickens and ducks was a particularly vulgar thing, which affected her... Now at home, she can also hold the handkerchief, then spray perfume on the handkerchief, and cover her nose and watch the nanny do it at the kitchen door. Although she wanted to remind the nanny ten thousand times that she had ruined the duck head, and the hair on the duck legs and neck were particularly careful, but she endured it and didn't go forward.

After finally getting rid of the hair, the nanny started to expose the duck's belly. But this nanny was probably from a family, and she actually threw away the duck's intestines.

My mother was reluctant to throw it away before. She spent a lot of time to turn out the duck intestines and wash them. The next day, she used duck intestines to make duck blood for the family to eat.

After finally finishing the process, I chopped it into small pieces. The nanny gave it out: "I asked, I bought all the materials, and the recipe was written on the paper..."

"Then go and do your business." Luo Qingyi put on an apron and went into the kitchen. The nanny turned around and went to clean the upstairs and downstairs.

She looked at the prescription and followed it step by step. She had been tossing for more than an hour and was out of the pot. After tasting it, it was not the same. She asked the nanny to come over and taste it, but she was very satisfied: "It's delicious! It's better than what I made. I didn't expect you to have such skills."

Luo Qingyi forced a smile: "If you like to eat, take it back and eat it. I'm not very hungry, so stop cooking today."

The nanny was puzzled and didn't know what she meant, but she still folded the dishes into the lunch box and rode a bicycle to deliver them to her home while it was hot.

Every day from now on, the girl from the boss would make a duck and then put it on the dining table, each of whom put two bowls and chopsticks, and she would set one by herself, and one by the opposite side. When eating, she always smiled on her face and smiled at the empty seat opposite. In fact, she could hardly eat a few chopsticks, so she asked her to pack the remaining dishes back. But she was still furious.

She tried to ask, "I'm already a junior. Isn't it going to class?"

"Oh!" Luo Qingyi seemed to remember: "The teacher took his classmates to sketch. I took sick leave and didn't want to move."

This is how! But the nanny didn't dare to be careless. What if something happened? Mr. Luo was on a business trip. This girl was absolutely abnormal. She didn't dare to call at home, and she didn't have a cell phone, so she just ran outside the community and called Mr. Luo with an ic phone: "... Maybe I'm not used to being alone at home, and when I was eating, I laughed at the empty bowl at any time. I was afraid that she would get sick alone..."

"Can you still get sick?" That's all idle, "Okay! I understand, it's over here soon, I'll go back in the past two days."

After the news, when the nanny went back, she was making beer ducks at home: "Did you kill the duck?" The nanny looked at the duck blood in the bowl and the duck intestines that were not washed aside, and asked quickly.

Luo Qingyi smiled uncomfortablely: "It's okay, I just need to learn to do it myself."

The nanny had no choice but to wash the duck intestines. She didn't like doing this job the most.

After Luo Qingyi made the dish and tasted it, she looked a little satisfied. Then she divided the dish into two parts, "Take one part home by yourself, and one for the nanny next door. The recipe she gave her also asked her to taste the taste..."

The nanny didn't dare to say anything to disobey, so she took it away when she left. She also gave a copy to the nanny next door.

The two knew each other and were both laid-off workers from Factory 2.

Lin Yutong's nanny used to work in the small canteen of Factory 2 and cook for the leader. She is very skilled. Everyone calls her Mrs. Zhang at home.

Mrs. Zhang felt a little embarrassed to take someone else's things: "Your little boss is also strange. With the friendship between the two families, you said how good she wants directly, and you have to ask me." She touched the dish and tasted it, and said repeatedly: "It's delicious! It's so delicious! Even if I make it, I dare not say it's so delicious and so fragrant."

The nanny laughed: "I think it's delicious, but I don't know why, but I'm still not satisfied."

Mrs. Zhang was careful. The prescription she asked for must be compared with Mr. Lin. "This is a bit worse than what Mr. Lin made." It's hard to say what is missing, but it can be clearly felt in her mouth, and it's still different.

"That's right, Mr. Lin is a food-making family. She is only so old that she doesn't cook a few times a year." The nanny looked at Mrs. Zhang's expression and quickly covered it up.

Then the two of them smiled tacitly, saying goodbye here and not leaving guests there.

Mrs. Zhang thought about the salad she brought back that day, and felt a little confused. The next day, she said to Lin Yutong in vainly: "...The girl from the President Luo family is so arrogant. She must be a duck for half a month. She also asked the girl from the Wang family to bring it to me. I tasted it better than me, but I was not satisfied. I said that after I learned this craft from my father in my twenties, I have never grown up. It's a blessing that my aunt and uncle at home are not picky people, and they are the same as children. They eat everything they do. Mr. Lin has such a good craft, and I have never mentioned any opinions on the food I cook. I was even less enterprising than others. I was ashamed."

He said this very obscurely.

But the girl didn't come to the door except for competing with the duck. Lin Yutong said that she knew, then changed the topic and told Zhang's experience of cooking, and was not afraid of others stealing her skills.

Mrs. Zhang also talked about other things. She actually likes to work in this family. She gets money when she works. She knows how much she does. She gives bonuses for the New Year holiday and gives New Year’s goods and bonuses at the end of the year. Although the family has a large population, she must have more work than other people’s families, but she really makes a lot of money. She is not stingy with food and drinks, and always asks herself to bring the extras to her family. To be honest, she is used to doing things in the factory and likes this kind of down-to-earth work and then gets a steady salary. She has a good relationship with her boss and has a steady job. She really wants to do it until she retires.

She had thoughts in her mind, and she wouldn't say anything when she came to inquire about it again. She made excuses back and forth!

The nanny there didn't dare to really help inquire. Now that I think of the paintings in the studio, it really makes me look at them no matter how I look at them!

I couldn't find anything anymore, but I was thinking about how to reply to this little ancestor that day, but as soon as I entered, I saw the little aunt sitting on the sand. Sitting on the sand was not scary. What was scary was that she was wearing a light purple jacket with a side-tied top, the buttons on the clothes were trayed, a black long skirt on the lower body, and a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet. The head on her head was braided and hung behind her head.

It is very strange to wear such clothes nowadays. It is rare to see people wearing this kind of clothes. The ones that are not strange are either the actors on TV dressed in TV series, or the ones next door are Mr. Lin. Before, I saw it in the yard. She often wears such clothes at home, and it is not at all inconsistent with her. At that time, I couldn't say such things as a lady from a family, but I just thought that if the people on TV walked off TV, they would be like this.

But now this girl is wearing this outfit, even the color of the clothes is the same, but it just makes people feel strange.

Luo Qingyi also asked, "What's wrong?" She looked down at herself and said, "Don't it look good?"

"The clothes look so good." It doesn't look good when worn on you. In the past, those clothes were so good, they were beautiful and fashionable, and they were comparable to Mr. Lin. Some clothes looked good and looked good, but they might not look good when they were matched together.

As he was talking, the sound of the car outside sounded and Luo Shenglan came back.

Lin Yutong came out of the house and stood in the yard to greet him, "Sister Luo, is this trip still going well?"

"Successful!" Luo Shenglan said, and asked the driver to get something from the trunk: "I brought you good things and I will deliver them to you later..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Qingyi came out of it, "Mom, you are back."

Luo Shenglan's smile stopped little by little, and she frowned at her daughter: "You are... wearing this kind of clothes now?"

Lin Yutong also looked over and found out that Luo Qingyi was wearing almost the same clothes as herself. When she came out, she put a white shawl on the outside, and she was wearing it. When she came out, she went down the steps and ran, almost tripping herself.

Luo Qingyi was more embarrassed, "That... the clothes I borrowed from our school drama club were modeled for myself in front of the mirror..."

oh!

Luo Shenglan is more straightforward: "Your temperament is not suitable for wearing this. If you want to find a model, look at your Aunt Lin and go back and draw it. She looks good in this and can suppress it. You wear this... like a circus, hurry up and change it for me, what a fool!" As he said that, he smiled at Lin Yutong: "You are all childish when you are old. You used to love wearing my clothes, but now you have to work harder and have a drama troupe. You have to worry about them until when to go..."

Lin Yutong smiled. Seeing that the Luo family's nanny looked like she was eager to speak but she didn't dare to look at people, she knew that she didn't need to talk around in circles. This nanny would definitely be able to say anything. She just thought she didn't know anything, so she would save each other from embarrassing in the future. "Girls, it's all like this. The two big ones in my family are the same. The clothes and shoes in my cabinet can be pulled out to wear." As she said that, she turned around, "Go back and rest quickly. It's windy, and it's still very cold outside."

Luo Shenglan responded, "Dragon Ming talks to you."

It was similar to what Lin Yutong thought. The nanny of the Luo family followed Luo Shenglan in circles. She first released hot water to take a shower, and then prepared the meal. When Luo Shenglan had eaten the meal and was about to go to the bedroom to rest, she followed her in again.

Luo Shenglan didn't say anything. When she saw the other party close the bedroom door, she knew that she must have something to say.

The nanny lowered her head and asked Luo Shenglan first: "Mr. Luo, have you gone to Qingyi's studio to see it?"

"I am the most impatient with that thing." Luo Shenglan was really scared by her ex. She felt dizzy when she saw the paint brush. It was all money! "What? Did she draw that shameful thing?"

The so-called shameful thing is body art. She firmly opposes anything like nude | boobs or models.

The nanny didn't know what to say, so she just said intermittently: "...Mr. Lin made beer ducks, Qingyi made beer ducks at home for half a month...Mr. Lin wore that kind of clothes, and Qingyi also wore that kind of clothes..."

What drama troupe borrowed from? Can the drama troupe borrowed from the same thing as the neighbors’ clothes?

"What do you want to say?" Luo Shenglan's face suddenly sank.

The nanny quickly defended: "Mr. Luo, I have been here for two or three years. I am the same as my own child. If I don't say anything, I can't get through it. The little girl's house has a lot of thoughts. If I don't stop her at this time, I'm afraid she will fall deeper and deeper."

Luo Shenglan stood up from the edge of the bed, walked out quickly, and then turned to comfort the nanny after he walked to the door: "Don't be too careful, I know you. You just think of this child as your own child. If you do something wrong, you can say it, and remind me if you should remind me, don't hide it from me, no matter whether it is good or bad. If this is true, I have to thank you." As he said that, he took a few deep breaths and said, "You are busy first, I'll go upstairs to take a look!"

The nanny breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head immediately. The child didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Shenglan went to the second floor. The carpets and thick velvet carpets at home were not heard when she stepped on them. She went up and didn't knock on the door, and she pushed open the door of the studio directly.

There was no one in the studio.

But the paintings hanging in the studio still made her look different. She put away the portraits of the couple, then hugged them and walked downstairs.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Luo Qingyi came out of the bathroom and saw her mother holding a bunch of paintings downstairs, and asked in a hurry.

Luo Shenglan stopped, turned around, looked at her daughter's face, and her expression was a little cold: "Do you still remember the day your dad brought that woman back?"

Luo Qingyi couldn't help but take two steps back, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Luo Shenglan didn't say anything else, just asked this question: "Do you still remember?"

Luo Qingyi lowered her head in a panic and continued to retreat. Remember? Why can't she remember?

Dad brought a woman who was dressed in a rustic, but obviously younger and more beautiful dress. Then Dad said something... Mom pushed her and her brother into the bedroom and did not ask them to listen. Then that night, Mom didn't cry, but sat alone in the cold room all night.

She didn't know what her father said to her mother that day, but she remembered that woman. She had been learning to draw for a long time. She looked at her mother's eyes as soon as she entered the door. The envy, jealousy, and many hatred eyes and expressions in her eyes. In such a short moment, the woman's face and eyes kept changing. She never knew that people could be so ugly.

Luo Shenglan held the portrait in one hand and pulled her daughter in the other, pressing her in front of the mirror in the studio: "Look, look at what's different from that woman now!"

The woman later wore the same clothes as her mother and passed by their house.

And what is different from that woman now?

"No! Different!" Luo Qingyi shook her head: "I didn't want to do anything, I just... I just didn't know that there could be such a gentle and good man in this world..."

My father beat her when she was drunk, and she was never a gentle person. When she didn't drink, she was fine when she taught her to draw, but her eyes were always gloomy. She never knew that men could shine on the darkest corner of the world like the sun. At home, the mother works and the mother earns money. Everything is done by her mother. She never knew that men can stand up and shelter from the wind and rain.
To be continued...