The last time she made Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, the leftover soup had run out, so this time she followed the recipe for boiled cabbage and boiled the soup with chicken, duck, pork elbow, Jinhua ham and other ingredients. She then used minced duck and minced chicken to simmer the soup, and she ended up with a pot of clear, translucent and delicious soup base.
Since she started cooking, Ji Wanqing found that soup stock is very useful and practical in cooking.
Cook some stir-fried greens on the side of the pot, or add a spoonful of cooked dumplings or wontons to the soup bowl. In this era when chicken essence and MSG are not widely used, the soup used in the dishes is still fresh and fragrant.
How could it not be delicious?
In January, the weather was getting cooler. Jiang Che was very busy in the army, and Zhu Ge's mother didn't come to disturb him.
Eating lunch alone, Ji Wanqing wanted to drink some warm soup, so he flipped through the menu and prepared to make himself a dish of old shrimp borscht.
Fry the fresh beef over low heat until it turns brown, leave the original oil and add chopped celery and onion, then add a piece of butter and heat until melted, add peeled tomato paste and tomato sauce to increase the thickness of the soup, then add the fried beef and simply season, and simmer on low heat for two hours.
Before serving, add shredded cabbage, carrots, and potatoes and simmer for another two minutes. Finally, add the classic red sausage to finish. The dish is simply delicious.
Ji Wanqing made a pot as usual, ate a small portion and saved the rest so that she could eat it directly next time when she felt hungry.
Just as I moved the borscht out of the space and prepared to eat, Ye Yaman knocked on the door, "Is Wanqing home?"
"..." Is this sister a radar? When it comes to eating old-fashioned foreign food like steak and borscht, she just happened to come.
"Yes." Ji Wanqing got up early and drank only a cup of black coffee. Now it was one o'clock and he was preparing to have brunch.
"Today is my day off, so I came to see you." She sniffed the air, "It smells so good, are you going to eat?"
"Hmm, borscht, would you like to try it?"
The words of refusal were swallowed in his throat, "Ahem, I can't refuse your kindness then."
Ji Wanqing poured the bright tomato-colored thick soup over the rice. While eating, she read the chapter that Ye Yaman was going to submit to the newspaper.
Then he simply points out a few issues and makes it clear when the entire chapter should be narrative and when it should be sentimental.
After dinner, Ye Yaman took the initiative to wash the dishes. She sat in the small study and revised the article according to Ji Wanqing's suggestions. After reading the whole article, she found that it was logically smooth and the emotions were progressive. The level of the chapter was instantly improved a lot.
Ye Yaman smiled, "Wanqing, I know you are trying to help me, but sisters should be clear about accounts. Let's agree that from now on, the remuneration for the works you recommend will be split in half, and you are not allowed to refuse."
The division of labor between the two is equivalent to one doing the face shaping and the other doing the makeup.
If you have a good facial foundation, you will stand out after makeup. However, no matter how good your foundation is, if your face is plain and has no highlights, it will be difficult to attract people's attention at first glance.
It can be said that the two are indispensable.
Ji Wanqing was pleased. It would be too rude to refuse when someone else presented the real thing to her.
However, she rejected Ye Yaman's suggestion to put the advertisement in the newspaper. Originally, it was just a matter of taking a look and talking. She didn't say a word. She just gave some advice from the sidelines and was satisfied with some hard work fee. There was no need for her to fight for a name.
That night, Jiang Che came back and told Ji Wanqing that he had been ordered to go on a special mission to the military district in Dongcheng.
Dongshi, isn't that her hometown?
"Can I bring my family?"
Jiang Che shook his head, "No, it's an emergency. We have to leave early tomorrow morning."
"Can I stay in Dong City for a day or two after completing the mission?" Ji Wanqing said sincerely, "If possible, I would like to take advantage of my vacation now and take the train to meet you. We can clean grandpa's grave together and tell him in heaven that we are married."
Seeing Qingqing's disappointed look, Jiang Che immediately softened, "Once the work is done, it should take half a day."
He thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to take the train alone. Just follow our car and we'll take you there. But we'll have to drop you off in Dong City. The military district there can only let in those who have registered in advance."
"No problem, I'll go pack my bags now! No, I have to go to the factory right after get off work to get the letter of introduction."
I also took the letter from my grandpa with me. I finally had the chance to see what he had buried under the peach tree.
At four o'clock in the morning of the next day, Jiang Che held the sleepy Ji Wanqing in his arms and asked her to sit at the gate of the military dependents' compound and wait for the car from the army to drive over before squeezing in.
There were three cars in total, and one of them had all its windows covered tightly with black cloth except for the windshield.
Ji Wanqing knew what was going on and didn't ask any more questions. She just went to sleep in the car, leaning on Jiang Che's arms and slept until dawn.
The guard driving in front would occasionally glance at the deputy captain through the rearview mirror.
I feel so touched that the deputy regiment commander and the clerk have such a good relationship.
The convoy's route was neither entirely on small roads nor entirely on highways, and they even moved separately, so no one could tell that it was a convoy.
After driving for two days, the main driver and the co-driver took turns driving day and night, and they basically never stopped, and finally arrived at the guesthouse in Dong City at nine o'clock on the second night.
Jiang Che helped Ji Wanqing book a room and left in a hurry.
The other two vehicles had already headed for the military area, and he sped up behind them, arriving a few minutes later without causing any harm.
New location, new weather, new fishing platform.
After a full night's sleep in the guesthouse, Ji Wanqing returned to his old ways and struck hard at the robbery hooligans in Dong City.
Dongcheng, like Yunhe, is an inland city. Its social order is much better than Ancheng. There are no serious criminal cases such as trafficking of women and children, gang fights, or drug trafficking.
Besides, the amount of the robbery doesn't matter, and if he's arrested he'll be in jail for a few months, so it's far less effective than letting her rob him of everything and then giving him a good beating.
After the wealthy and delicate pretty girl went through the alleys a few times, she came out with a big smile on her face every time, and her wallet was bulging.
Moreover, she clearly felt that Dong City's economic development was better than Yunhe City and An City.
Even the gangsters had plenty of money in their pockets. In just two or three hours, they made a net income of RMB 328.67.
In addition to money, there are also various tickets belonging to Dong City. Now you can use the grain and meat coupons to eat at state-owned hotels!
She couldn't help but sigh, this way, it's still quick to make money by cheating on others!
Dongshi's state-owned hotels are numerous and crowded, and one can tell that the people's living standards are pretty good.
Ji Wanqing ordered two signature dishes, braised lion's head and crab roe tofu pudding, plus a portion of small green vegetables.
After a full meal, she followed her memory and went to her grandfather's house.
Since the key was quite large and had been lost by the original owner, she had no choice but to climb in with her bare hands when no one was in the alley.
The yard is not big, just an ordinary small yard with three rooms and one wall.
In addition, no one had lived there for two years, and everything looked dilapidated. Only the peach tree in the yard had a hint of life.
But now it is late autumn, the leaves have turned yellow and the branches are dry and withered.
Ji Wanqing entered the house and simply cleaned the tablets dedicated to his grandfather Yu Weian and mother Yu Jing, then knelt down and kowtowed sincerely.
"Grandpa, Mom." She lit a stick of incense. "Although I come from another world, I always feel that my ability to come here must have some potential connection with this world, which is why such a strange thing happened. For example, our names are both 'Ji Wanqing', and we look quite similar."
"I don't know the exact connection between the two worlds, but your blood is flowing in my body. I will carry the hope of our family and live firmly and happily."