nashuaworldcup Chapter 214: Sour Soup Pork Trotter
Chapter 214: Sour Soup Pork Trotter
"If you are unhappy, just go in and have something to eat. Although it's not open yet, I won't make things difficult for you." Xinhai pointed to the half-open door.
Gu Qingyun shook his head, "How can I relieve my worries?"
Just as I was about to turn around, I saw An Qiao open the door with a puzzled look on her face, "Why don't you come in now?"
Gu Qingyun forced a smile and pointed at the notice, "It's written here. The shop will open in two days."
An Qiao noticed the dark circles under his eyes, "When have you ever cared whether the door is open when you came to eat?"
Then he made way for me and said, "It's been a while since you helped me taste the food. Come in."
Gu Qingyun thought about it and nodded. Xinhai also breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. Fortunately, he still wanted to eat.
An Qiao walked in front without saying anything, and Gu Qingyun followed behind without saying anything either.
There is a strange smell in the air.
"If something bad happens and your family may be involved, will you question your family?" Gu Qingyun suddenly spoke when he walked to the lake.
An Qiao also obviously paused, "No way, I don't know, look at what kind of family my family is, and what kind of family my family members are."
"What if your family is very nice, treats you very well, and has always been very nice to everyone?" Gu Qingyun suddenly didn't understand what the difference was.
"If they are all good, then either they have been deceiving me all along, or there is another hidden story. It is not something that can be concluded directly. You should always ask carefully, rather than worrying about it here." An Qiao smiled. As the sun set, some warm yellow light shone on the young lady under the yellow halo, making her feel particularly comfortable.
Gu Qingyun couldn't help but smile, "I wonder what the young lady made for dinner today."
His tone was obviously lighter, but he could hear the young lady's servile tone again, "Such a small matter is worthy of your worry, you are really sentimental."
It had been a long time since An Qiao had called Gu Qingyun "Shaoqing" or "Sir".
The sarcastic look at this moment made Gu Qingyun instantly feel that the heartbeat he had just felt was fake. After all, Miss An was like this most of the time, so mean.
An Qiao also laughed mischievously. It seemed that Gu Qingyun, who turned blue and white because of her anger, was the Gu Qingyun she was familiar with.
When I walked into the lobby, everyone was still busy cleaning. An Qiao bought a lot of new green plants to put indoors, and hired a gardener to do some tidying up of the garden. Even the study room and library over there were renovated.
"Mr. Gu is here." No one was surprised by the arrival of this person, but Gu Qingyun was shocked that Zhao Hengzhi was cleaning.
Could it be that Miss An is some kind of animal tamer?
An Qiao took Gu Qingyun and Xin Hai into the kitchen at the back, and asked Qi Tao to put the table and chairs in the corridor, "Lixia, Lidong, come and try the new dishes."
The two little girls responded immediately and returned to the kitchen.
"I saw a new dish, pork trotter in sour soup, what is that?" Gu Qingyun asked, recalling the sign outside.
"The new dishes served this time are mostly medicinal dishes and some sweet, sour and spicy dishes. The main reason is that I thought that everyone hasn't eaten restaurant food for a long time, so we need something bright. Besides, everyone has been trapped at home for a long time due to the plague. Even if you are not sick, you have eaten bland dishes for a long time. The medicinal dishes this time are for people who want to eat light flavors, and the spicy, sour and sweet dishes are for those who are not sick and want to eat heavy flavors."
Lixia replied standing at the door.
An Qiao also said, "Besides, I know that medicine will make your mouth bitter if you take too much. Eating something with flavor can relieve the pain."
Gu Qingyun thought about it and felt that although the medicinal food was delicious, it was not as attractive as the words "sour soup pork trotters", so he decided to eat the pork trotters.
"What vegetables would you like to eat with the pig's trotters? Also, you can add tiger skin chicken feet." An Qiao has already started processing the pig's trotters.
Gu Qingyun's eyes lit up. What does chicken feet cooked in sour soup taste like?
An Qiao understood when she saw Gu Qingyun's eyes.
After that, Gu Qingyun selected some more vegetables, and Xinhai sat aside without saying anything. What was there to be picky about when Miss An cooked? Isn’t it just that this one is delicious and that one is not bad either?
"Don't you have anything to eat?" The main reason why Gu Qingyun was generally unwilling to have dinner with Xinhai alone was that Xinhai was always indifferent about the matter of eating, as if he couldn't tell what was delicious and what was not.
Mingming has eaten a lot of delicious food since he was a child, but he is not picky about food at all. He can eat everything and is very easy to feed.
As expected, Xin Hai said, "Everything the young lady cooks is delicious!"
His tone was so sincere that it made everyone present laugh.
Anqiao has prepared pork trotters. The trotters were cooked in the morning. Anqiao had been planning to try the dish tonight, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
Boil the pig's feet with cardamom, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and tangerine peel in a pan, stir with vinegar and honey to make a crispy skin water, brush the pig's feet with the crispy skin water repeatedly, and when it is done, fry the skin in a pan until crispy.
After frying until crispy, soak it in the original soup and boil it again to make the skin crispy.
Then just set it aside.
Now you are ready to cook the sour soup, cut the pork elbow into slices. Add lard into the pot, add ginger, garlic and dried chili into the pot and fry until fragrant, then pour in the pork elbow.
Pour in the herbs, tomatoes, and previously pickled vegetables, stir-fry evenly, then add the pig's trotter soup, and then add the vegetables and tiger skin chicken feet that Gu Qingyun had just selected.
The aroma had already filled half of the restaurant when it was being stir-fried.
The people who were cleaning in front and waiting for food in the back all looked sideways, "Is this pork knuckle in sour soup?"
"It tastes good with rice. I can eat three bowls."
"It smells really good, the kind that you can't resist after smelling it once."
While cooking the pig's feet, An Qiao turned around and made some bean flour dumplings. When the pot was almost cooked, she added some garlic sprouts, salt and pepper to season it.
An Qiao cooked three big pots at one time, one for Gu Qingyun and Xin Hai, and the rest for everyone in the restaurant.
"Go and call everyone to eat." An Qiao said, looking at Lidong who was already drowsy.
The little girl stumbled out and ran, "It smells so good, it smells so good, everyone hurry up, it smells so good that I'm dizzy."
"Have you got a meal yet?"
An Qiao seemed to hear the sound of bowls knocking in the kitchen, ding-dang-dang.
We haven't been this happy for a long time. Although we didn't go hungry during the plague, we were bored every day and felt there was no hope. We didn't feel the same sense of release as we do today.
Gu Qingyun also sincerely likes this restaurant. Everyone here is much more humane than those wealthy families and noble homes outside. He never feels uncomfortable here.
An Qiao and Li Xia have already started to put out the dishes and chopsticks. "It's just like hot pot. If you don't have enough meat or vegetables, just add more."