Chapter 39 Stir-fried Fish Offal

"Okay." Su Yujin nodded.

Mother Liu has learned a lot from her, and her cooking skills have improved greatly and are now delicious.

However, maybe I won’t be able to wait until lunch is ready.

Zeng Dayong said that they lived in Fuyun Lane, not far from Shuanggui Lane. Judging from the speed he was jogging just now, they should be there by now.

To be on the safe side, Su Yujin first took the amber walnut kernels that Liu Mama and mugwort had made yesterday to fill her stomach.

Just as Su Yujin guessed, right after Liu's mother put the bean curd sheets into the pot and she hadn't even eaten a few walnut kernels, Zeng Dayong came in a hurry.

I was running out of breath, and even in such a cold weather, a layer of sweat appeared on my forehead.

"Miss Su... Miss Su, my master asked me to invite you over."

Su Yujin couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

"good."

Su Yujin put down the chrysanthemum tea she was using to press the sweet amber walnut kernels, called Ai Cao to join her, and prepared to go out.

"Girl, you should bring someone else with you." Mother Liu reminded.

After all, she had to go meet someone, so Mother Liu felt a little uneasy.

"Alright." Su Yujin nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take Qingkui with us."

Qingkui is strong and quick to react.

"Yes." Mother Liu quickly went to Su Ji, replaced Qingkui, and asked her to follow Su Yujin.

So, Su Yujin and her two servants followed Zeng Dayong all the way to Fuyun Lane.

"My master's surname is Zheng, and his given name is Mingyuan. If Miss Su sees my master later, don't call him Chef Zheng, just call him Uncle Zheng."

On the way, Zeng Dayong reminded.

Su Yujin nodded, but raised her eyebrows.

It’s interesting that there’s a chef who doesn’t want to be called a chef.

The four of them walked quickly all the way and soon arrived at the house where Zeng Dayong and Zheng Mingyuan were.

In the middle of Fuyun Lane, there is a not-so-small house. As you enter the house, you can see all kinds of vegetables with green leaves growing in the yard.

Spinach, coriander, garlic sprouts...

Then, I smelled a fragrance.

The rich, thick and long-lasting aroma hits your nose.

This made Ai Cao and Qing Kui sniff and smack their lips, "What smells so good?"

Su Yujin also sniffed it and thought for a moment, "It seems to be the smell of fried fish offal..."

Before he finished speaking, the clanging sound that seemed to be the friction between the spatula and the iron pot in the kitchen stopped, and a middle-aged man in his forties, who was not tall, thin, and had a hunched back, ran out with a large spatula in his hand. He looked at Su Yujin in surprise, "You can make stir-fried fish offal?"

Otherwise, how could he tell that it was the smell of fried fish offal? "Just barely." Su Yujin nodded slightly, remembering that Zeng Dayong had said on the way that he and Zheng Mingyuan were the only ones living together at home, and the short and thin man in front of him was Zheng Mingyuan.

"You must be Uncle Zheng, right? I heard from Brother Zeng that the thirteen spices and ground spices were all made by Uncle Zheng..."

"Don't talk about those nonsense. Since you know how to stir-fry fish offal, come here and give me a hand to stir-fry the remaining fish offal." Zheng Mingyuan stuffed the spatula in his hand into Su Yujin's hand without saying a word.

He even threw her a navy blue apron.

This person is really rude.

Ai Cao was a little unhappy when she saw that Zheng Mingyuan was a little ignorant of etiquette, but since the girl seemed to think highly of this man, she suppressed her anger and followed Su Yujin into the kitchen to help Su Yujin.

Su Yujin entered the kitchen and took a quick look around.

The walls of the small kitchen were a little black because of the smoke from the stove, but the stove was cleaned up, the iron pot and the lid were all cleaned up, and the various seasonings next to the chopping board were packed in jars, and the various knives were also neatly placed...

However, in the wooden barrel next to it, there was some dry fried fish offal that seemed to be not cooked satisfactorily, and it was still emitting a faint aroma.

But Su Yujin could also smell that when frying the fish offal, she forgot to add rice wine, so the fishy smell was not completely eliminated.

At this time, the chopping board was already filled with chopped onions, ginger, garlic and red peppers, and in the small porcelain bowl next to it were cleaned fish roe and fish bubbles.

It seems that Zheng Mingyuan is also a person who strives for perfection.

Su Yujin first checked what seasonings were in each jar, and then asked Ai Cao and Qing Kui to light a fire.

Heat a wok over high heat, add cold oil, sauté scallions, ginger, and red pepper segments, and soak the fish roe in the wok. Pour in some rice wine, and after it is stir-fried, add soy sauce, sugar, salt, and rice flour to season. Stir-fry for a while and serve.

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When serving, Su Yujin chopped some chili peppers as garnish.

While waiting for the plate of fried fish offal to be brought out from the kitchen, Zheng Mingyuan could not wait to pick up his chopsticks to taste it.

After taking a bite, Zheng Mingyuan smacked his lips. "The heat is good, the amount of salt is also OK. You know to use ready-made chili powder, but there are a little too many chili segments, the spiciness is a little stronger than the fragrance, and it's a bit overwhelming..."

"If I were to rate this dish of yours, it would only be seven points."

Only seven points? Ai Cao's eyes widened.

Her daughter is such a good cook. The fried fish offal smells so good that she wants to eat three steamed buns to go with it. But this person only gives her a score of seven? Zeng Dayong also had his eyes wide open.

Wow, it’s actually seven points.

When he usually cooks, the master never gives him a score higher than three points...

This Miss Su’s cooking skills are really amazing.

These people had their own little thoughts, but Zheng Mingyuan was eating a sesame seed cake with fried fish offal, and said to Su Yujin and others, "Don't be polite, everyone, please sit down. I just cooked a few dishes, and it's just right for you to have a taste."

"It would be disrespectful to refuse, so I will respectfully obey your command."

Su Yujin smiled, got the chopsticks herself, and sat opposite Zheng Mingyuan.

Seeing this, Zeng Dayong hurriedly got the bowl and chopsticks, and invited Ai Cao and Qingkui to sit down and eat together.

After getting Su Yujin's instruction, Ai Cao and Qing Kui sat down. Each of them took a sesame cake and took a bite, then picked up some food with chopsticks.

But the chopsticks in my hand turned around on the table, and for a moment I didn't know where to start.

The dishes on the table, the one in the big round plate, seems to be roasted pig's trotters? It looks golden, but because it is roasted, it feels dry. Just looking at it, it doesn't seem very appetizing.

The one next to it is a big piece of tofu, but there are loaches all over the tofu. Although it smells strange, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable to see the tofu being drilled into a sieve by the loaches.

Next to it is a cold dish cut into crescent shapes and topped with sauce and minced garlic. Judging from the texture, it seems to be some kind of egg similar to duck eggs or chicken eggs, but the color is pitch black and I dare not eat it.

As for the pickled vegetables at the edge, they were in small pieces, thin, white and tender, with bamboo-like patterns on them. When Zheng Mingyuan ate them, he could hear them crunching, and they seemed to have a very crisp texture.

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