Chapter 593

"Congratulations to her." When Jiang Yuan only said this sentence, this is the most common tone of schoolmate sentiment.

Qiu Shiming is not worth it for mu Xin. In order to pursue Shi Jiangyuan, Mu Xin did many crazy actions like artists.

Although things are making a lot of noise, Shi Jiangyuan just said a indifferent refusal, which made him cry for a period of time.

Finally, it is the awakening of the artist's nature and the determination to study abroad.

Qiu Shiming thought that if it wasn't for Shi Jiangyuan's ruthless refusal, Mu Xin would still be wandering around the country and would not have achieved his artistic achievements.

After all, moxin's artistic thinking is still inclined to the style that the West likes, and it is estimated that it can't afford much water in China.

Of course, it's all old things. With Kang Ying on the side, Qiu Shiming is not good enough to talk more about his admiration. If he talks more, he will feel sorry for Kang Ying.

Kang Ying came out of the kitchen and took out hot soybean milk and some orange cakes for the guests to eat.

Kang Ying vaguely heard Xu Shiming talking about a man named Muxin. Of course, she didn't pay much attention to him.

She didn't know all of her former classmates and friends. Of course, she would not ask them one by one.

Only when she met like Qiu Shiming would she ask about something.

When Qiu Shiming saw Kang Ying's warm hospitality and gave them a busy meal, he felt a little guilty for a moment, so he didn't know the name of Mu Xin in Shijiang yuan's face.

Fortunately, Shi Jiangyuan had never been attracted to Mu Xin, and he is still indifferent to Mu Xin. Otherwise, if he touches any sensitive nerve of Shi Jiangyuan, he is really ashamed of Kang Ying.

"It's southern soybean milk. It's sweet. Can you accept it? We don't have salted soybean milk here. " Kang Ying explained.

"It's OK. We also have to try to eat. We come to the south just to see the local conditions and customs different from those in the north. If we still drink the salty soybean milk from the capital, wouldn't it be too boring?" Qiu Shiming is very happy.

"Yes, we've been abroad for so many years, and we've long been used to the world's food. Dongpo meat is not Dongcheng meat, fried rice with eggs is curry rice, an improved version of Chinese food. " Tian Xi joked.

Shijiang yuan asked curiously, "where did you get the bean curd? You can't buy it at a snack stand. "

Kang Ying talked about soybean milk to make people in the North understand it. In fact, this kind of bean product should be called Douhua in the south. It's tofu that hasn't been cooked with brine. It tastes smooth, tender and refreshing. With sugar, it is the most delicious food in summer.

In the streets of Lu County, when it's hot in summer and autumn, some people are hawking in the streets.

The peddler of bean curd carries the burden. One end is filled with bean curd in an urn, and the other end is water, sugar and bowl.

If you meet someone who buys bean curd, you can give him a bowl. After eating, you can wash it with water and continue to sell it.

But it's spring now, and the bean flower sellers don't come out so early. It's hard to buy this kind of bean flower at ordinary times, so Shi Jiang Yuan asked.

Kang Ying said with a smile, "this is the tofu made by Aunt Zhang Er. I asked her to keep it."

Shi Jiangyuan suddenly realized that it's not easy to eat such bean curd at ordinary times, unless he goes out of his way to make tofu.

Shi Jiangyuan has lived in Lu county since he was a child. Of course, he is used to this taste.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Shiming's family ate with relish. Qiu Shiming also said that his family liked sweet food, which was just right.

After a snack, I can smell the smell of duck soup and stewed mustard and dry rice coming from the kitchen.

Qiu Shiming's parents said that the taste of these foods is particularly strong, much stronger than that in the capital.

This is what city dwellers do when they go to the countryside. What they appreciate most is the air and food in the countryside.

While talking, the rice is ready. Kang Ying uses a firewood stove instead of an electric rice cooker to cook. When the rice is almost cooked, he takes out the big firewood from the stove, leaving only two small firewood to burn slowly, and then stews them into a golden pot.

It's not easy to eat Guoba in the city. We all use electric rice cookers. Besides, the pace of life in the city is much faster. Who has the heart to stew Guoba?

The rice that can be stewed is also very fragrant. Of course, the heat should be properly controlled. Otherwise, if it is too much stewed, the whole pot of rice will be destroyed.

Kang Ying saw that the Guoba was about to take shape, so he completely removed the remaining firewood, leaving only some carbon in the stove. In this way, the Guoba would be slowly simmered into golden yellow.

She also used the small firewood stove on the other side to fry two little hens. One little hen only weighs one jin, and they have not laid eggs yet. At this stage, the little hens are the most healthy, and they are more expensive than ordinary chickens in the market.

Two little hens only weigh three jin. Kang Ying put the cut chicken into the pot and fried it, only put some ginger and garlic, which fully highlights the sweetness of the little hens themselves.

She put the fried hen on the table, served the rice, and put a basin of white duck soup on the table, then told everyone to have dinner.

While the big guy was not on the table, Kang Ying fried a large plate of cabbage and sweet potato leaves, green leaves, lined with white garlic, looking particularly attractive.

"It's authentic farm food. Please have a try." Kang Ying said politely“ Let you work hard, really fragrant, a look on appetite Tian Xi said with a smile. Tian Xi wants to look at his son. Children like to run around. It's a lively and active time at this age. If you can't see it all of a sudden, you can't. Qiu Liangliang also likes Wang CAI and Saihu in particular. He just climbed on Saihu's back and wanted to go to Saihu to "ride the horse." Fortunately, Saihu has a good temper. He doesn't lose his temper at all. It makes him wriggle around. When Qiu Shiming's parents sat down, they saw at a glance that the food took a lot of effort and the ingredients were good, but it was not easy to highlight the original flavor of the good ingredients. Kang Ying served the rice to everyone and said, "there is a pot in the iron pot. Who wants it?"“ I want it Almost everyone raised their hands. Even though Qiu Liangliang didn't know what Guoba was, adults raised their hands and asked for it. Kang Ying then used a spatula to slowly shovel down the pot bar in the iron pot. The pot covered the next two-thirds of the whole iron pot, and it came down with a spatula. It was golden and crisp. When Kang Ying saw that everyone wanted it, she simply put it in a big basin and put it on the table for everyone to use. Qiu Shiming added a pot and chewed it with relish. He even said, "it's really fragrant. I ate Guoba in my grandmother's house when I was a child, but I haven't eaten it for decades now." The two old people also enjoyed the delicious food and boasted that it was the same as before. However, because of their old age, they didn't dare to eat more. They only ate a small piece of it. After a bit of nostalgia, it was enough.