Under normal circumstances, fried flour and egg mixture is not too bad in any way.
However, Su Qingluan's "fried ice cubes" this time was obviously not an "ordinary situation".
In modern times, Su Qingluan mostly used soybean oil produced on standardized assembly lines, so naturally there would be no peculiar smell.
However, occasionally when I go to the countryside with my master and return to his hometown to visit the graves of the elders and worship the ancestors, I can still occasionally eat the pure natural hand-pressed "soybean oil" in the countryside.
To put it nicely, this kind of soybean oil has a "quite simple natural flavor", but to put it bluntly, it is "full of the unpleasant bean smell of soybeans themselves."
As soon as Su Qingluan saw the naughty boy's expression of doubt about life, she knew that his mouth must feel as if he had eaten raw lacquer.
Su Qingluan was also "fortunate" to have tasted it in her previous life, and it can be described as "unforgettable".
Is it unpalatable? Su Qingluan looked honest on the surface, but inwardly she was happily wagging her fox tail: Of course it tastes unpalatable, she did it on purpose.
Sure enough, the next moment Xie Zian wanted to spit out what was in his mouth, but his upbringing prevented him from spitting directly on the table. He could only stare at the servant with a pale face.
The servant hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a sky-blue silk handkerchief. Xie Zian quickly snatched it away, covered his mouth with it and spit out the "food" in his mouth.
The servant took the handkerchief attentively, turned around and left.
"You...you..." Xie Zian glared at Su Qingluan, "What on earth did you put in it? Are you trying to harm me?!"
Su Qingluan was still honest, but with a hint of shock on her face: "Young Master, where do you get that from? I just made the food according to your request. How can I say that I want to harm you? And this doesn't benefit me at all, does it?"
"You're still saying you're not trying to harm me?!" Xie Zian pointed at the plate of "fried ice cubes": "Don't take me for a fool! Did you use that soybean oil as a base for frying?"
Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Liang looked at Su Qingluan with some concern, thinking that if things really didn't work out, he'd take the responsibility. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Su Qingluan nodded readily, acknowledging the situation: "Yes, that's right."
"You...how dare you?!" Xie Zian stared at Su Qingluan in disbelief, "That soybean oil is for lighting..."
"But soybean oil can also be eaten!" Su Qingluan was very confident.
That’s right, one of the important reasons why soybean oil was not very popular in this era was that pressing soybean oil was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and was far less troublesome than extracting lard.
What's more, lard has a richer flavor, without the unpleasant bean smell of soybean oil, and it doesn't easily produce black smoke when cooking. So in comparison, although soybean oil is pressed, most of it is used for lighting or other handicraft purposes, and not much is actually used for food.
However, there are actually many ways to reduce the "lethality" of the beany smell.
It’s just that Su Qingluan deliberately didn’t do that.
Just kidding, although we can't offend this naughty kid with a powerful background openly, can't we deal with him secretly?
Su Qingluan's expression was very innocent: "To fry such a large block of ice, you need half a pot of oil. And if you want to refine this oil, I don't know how much fat and how much time it will take - my dear young master, you are a busy person and you certainly can't afford to delay." She didn't have the leisure time to spend her precious time coaxing a naughty child.
But the bottom line is that although this naughty kid is unreasonable, he is not too destructive.
If she met someone who would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement and treat ordinary people as a punching bag, she would have to be careful in dealing with him.
Ye Zian saw that the problem he had created was solved by a little girl, and he felt that if he continued to make trouble, it would only make things more embarrassing.
The most important thing is, if he makes a big fuss and even alerts the local magistrate, then his father will definitely know about it...
The naughty kid's face turned pale and blue for a while. He snorted coldly and shouted to the people he brought with him, "Let's go!" A group of twenty or so people rushed out one after another. After a while, more than half of the hall on the first floor was empty.
The onlookers and diners who had not yet left fell into a moment of silence. Manager Liang hurried to the center of the hall and comforted all the guests with a smile.
After all, the arrival of the naughty child was just an episode and did not cause any particularly serious consequences. It just made Hongfulou and Su Qingluan the topic of another round of conversation. However, after a short while, Hongfulou gradually returned to its previous liveliness.
The only difference from before was that more people were looking at Su Qingluan.
Su Qingluan had just finished solving one problem when she realized that her stomach was rumbling. No wonder, before coming down, she hadn't expected to encounter such a terrible thing that would waste so much time, so she hadn't eaten much at all.
Rubbing her stomach, Su Qingluan turned around and asked Shopkeeper Liang, "Uncle Liang, is there anything wrong here?"
"Well, there won't be any problem for now." Shopkeeper Liang said with a smile, then looked in the direction of the door and sighed helplessly.
temporary?
Su Qingluan caught the key words and couldn't help asking, "Could it be that Uncle Liang means that the bear... young master will come again?"
"In fact," Shopkeeper Liang said, finding it difficult to explain, "this is his third time here - my niece just happened not to meet him the first two times." After all, Su Qingluan didn't go to Hongfulou every day.
"..." Su Qingluan's mouth twitched when she heard this, "Uncle Liang, how did you provoke such a big Buddha..."
Shopkeeper Liang also shook his head and smiled bitterly, then he looked at Su Qingluan as if he remembered something: "My niece has helped me a lot today, what should I do-"
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