Chapter 403 How can I get tired of eating the dishes cooked by Aying?

"Sister!" Xiaotao and Atang were about to visit their younger brother and sister after school when they saw a jingling carriage pull up to the gate of the courtyard.

"Are you well behaved at home?" Su Ying moved the two little girls' furry heads.

"Be good!" The two little sisters squinted their eyes happily as their elder sister moved their heads.

"Sir!" Xie Qingyun and others came over.

"Well, thank you for your hard work!" Su Ying looked at Xie Qingyun, who was about the same size as her, and remembered what Madam Zheng said.

"Sir, is there something?" Xie Qingyun felt that Su Ying's eyes were strange, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Hmm?" Su Ying raised her eyebrows. Was her expression so obvious? Could it be seen at a glance?

"Oh, by the way, another group of students will arrive in two days.

The children in Rong County need separate instruction in mathematics. You will be their homeroom teacher and join us on our study tour next year!"

"Ah?" Xie Qingyun thought she could give up, but she didn't expect to be burdened with this. "Sir, I'm still waiting to hear your lecture."

"It's okay, it won't affect your class! Please be kind, I can't take care of so many things by myself!" Su Ying patted Xie Qingyun on the shoulder, and encouraged those who are capable to do more work.

"Sister!" Atang and Xiaotao each took Su Ying's hand, "I want to eat the food you cook!"

My sister is not at home, so the food quality has declined. I have no appetite. If I don’t eat, I feel hungry, but if I eat, it tastes bland and boring.

"Okay! Let's have boiled pork slices tonight!" It's cold, so let's eat something warm.

"Okay!" The children followed their sister into the kitchen.

Xiao Huang's mother Huang Cui'er and Ahua were busy at the stove, while Du and Wei were playing with the child in Yang Chunhua's room.

"Master Xiao Su!" Huang Cui'er said respectfully.

"Let me do it!" Su Ying tied on an apron.

"Ah? Let us do it! How can we trouble you to cook?" Huang Cui'er felt embarrassed.

This Su family made her feel very uncomfortable. The servants didn't look like servants, and the masters didn't look like masters. This one was a seventh-rank master! The ladies were at least fifth-rank.

The Hu family is still at ease. The servants are servants, and the master is the master, and everyone does what he wants.

"It's okay, I'll make a new dish! The little girls are craving it!" Su Ying smiled and ignored Huang Cui'er's discomfort.

Cut fresh mutton into slices, cook the cabbage and sunflower greens and put them at the bottom of the pot, put the mutton into the pot and blanch it, then take it out and spread it on the vegetables.

Sprinkle with minced ginger, minced garlic, minced Polygonum multiflorum, pepper powder and salt.

"Sizzle!" Boiling oil is poured on it, and a spicy and fresh fragrance wafts out.

"Wow! It smells so good!" The two little girls were so happy that they felt hungry just by smelling it.

He also cooked a soup with mutton slices, vermicelli and cabbage, and brought it to Second Aunt while it was hot.

"Oh! Su Ying is finally back!" Yang Chunhua said happily.

Seeing the delicious mutton vermicelli soup, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva. After eating bland food for a few days, the dishes made by Aying are still appetizing.

Xiao Huang's mother and Ahua were reluctant to use oil and used the traditional method of steaming and boiling. After cooking, they sprinkled salt on it and the soup was watery and difficult to swallow.

"Why do I smell a spicy aroma?" Yang Chunhua was confused as she held her light dish.

"Tonight we have boiled pork slices, they're spicy and you can't eat them!" Su Ying said with a smile.

"Oh, now that you mention it, I'm already hungry!" Yang Chunhua was a little depressed, "I still have to endure for another month!"

"When Second Aunt comes out of confinement, I'll cook a few dishes to make up for it!" Su Ying soothed her, "Boil the fish!"

"Boiled fish?" Yang Chunhua was curious. "Bass or carp?"

In her memory, her family used to often eat sashimi, called fish sashimi, which was mainly made of sea bass and salmon. The meat was tender and delicious when dipped in mustard, garlic, ginger, soy sauce, vinegar, etc.

The recorded history of eating sashimi can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period of Wu and Yue, and continued until the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

The Tang Dynasty was the heyday of eating sashimi. It was not only common in the palace, but also an everyday dish for ordinary people.

It was also passed down to Xiao Rizi in the Tang Dynasty, so much so that many people today mistakenly believe that the custom of eating raw fish originated in Xiao Rizi.

"No, grass carp or silver carp will do. Slice it into fillets, similar to the way you cook boiled pork slices. It's fresh, fragrant, and spicy. You can also make pickled fish or tofu fish, but it's not sashimi."

Su Ying was not very interested in sashimi. She couldn't stand the strong smell of mustard, which made her cry and have a runny nose.

"Oh, there are so many dishes. How about we eat one a day?" Yang Chunhua was so greedy just by hearing the names of the dishes that she wished she could leave the confinement room right away.

I don’t feel it normally, but during the confinement period, there are many dietary restrictions. I can’t eat this or that. I can only eat light food, and my mouth feels very bland.

"Okay! We'll have one fish dish a day. I'm afraid Second Aunt will get tired of it!" Su Ying teased.

"No, no! How can I get tired of the dishes cooked by Aying?" While talking and laughing, Yang Chunhua ate up a big bowl of mutton and vermicelli soup with rice.

Two little babies were lying beside them, sleeping soundly.

"Oh, you've changed a lot in just a few days!" Su Ying poked the little guy's face gently with her fingers.

She has become much whiter, with some flesh on her face, and her skin is plump and plump.

"Hmph..." The two children frowned, unhappy that their sleep was disturbed.

"Don't poke the child's face all the time, or she will drool in the future!" Mrs. Du scolded with a smile. It was rare for the eldest daughter to show her childish look.

"Ah? Really?" Su Ying retracted her hand. "She's really pretty! Her features are becoming more and more like Second Aunt. She'll be quite the beauty when she grows up!"

No one spoke during dinner, everyone just focused on eating.

The host had one table, the servants had another, and they both had the same food.

Except for the Su family, everyone else was eating dishes with such rich condiments for the first time and were completely amazed that the dishes could be so delicious.

In that era, food was mainly light and natural, and this heavy oil and salt method stimulated people's appetite.

Fuwang had to eat two bowls of rice before he managed to control himself.

Xiaotao also ate a lot, and if her stomach was full, she would not be willing to put down her chopsticks.

Atang was very calm. He ate two bowls of rice quietly. Not feeling full, he silently went to get the third bowl.

"Oh, Miss Atang, be careful and hold on!" Huang Cui'er kept watching.

These days, the two little girls only ate half a bowl of rice at most, but today they both ate two bowls. Just when I was worried that the children would get indigestion after eating too much, Atang went to drink the third bowl, and I hurried to persuade him to stop.

"I'm not full!" Atang slapped Huang Cui'er's hand away, pressed it hard, and added a very substantial bowl of rice.

"Mother Xiao Huang, don't worry, Atang is fine." Su Ying said.

"Ah?" Huang Cui'er stepped aside awkwardly and looked at Atang worriedly again.

Atang brought the rice back to the table, poured it all into the bowl, and stirred it with the leftover soup and vegetables.

After a while of shoveling, he ate up all the soup and rubbed his belly, "Ah! I'm full!"

Huang Cui'er was shocked. "Oh my God, is this child a monster? His appetite is almost catching up with that of a strong man."

Actually, their table wasn't much better off. Ah Fa, Xiao Huang's mother's husband Mo Lai, and Fu Wang's coachman, didn't they all eat to their heart's content? They actually cleaned up all the food.