Sun Guixiang also hurriedly smiled and said, "No, no, our third girl is the best."
When Su Qingluan returned, Sun Guixiang saw her getting off a very impressive carriage. Anyone who could afford one must be someone extraordinary.
However, Sun Guixiang was a sensible person and knew not to ask too many questions. So she suppressed her curiosity and asked, "What delicious food is Su girl thinking of tonight? Is there anything for your aunt?"
In fact, Sun Guixiang's words were mostly joking. After all, she was obviously pregnant now. If she went to someone else's house for dinner, it would be fine if everything was normal. But if she went into labor prematurely or something happened, not only would she regret it, but it would also be a problem for the neighbors who were involved!
Su Qingluan also knew that Sun Guixiang was just joking, but she still explained seriously: "Today I'm going to make hot pot, but not the kind of clear soup pot. Today I plan to make a Sichuan pepper pot."
"Peppercorn?" Sun Guixiang asked curiously, "Is it a spice from foreign countries?"
Su Qingluan nodded. "And I'll add some Sichuan peppercorns and a little cornel, and fry it in soybean oil to bring out the aroma. Such spicy and greasy ingredients may not be suitable for you, auntie. But..." Su Qingluan was afraid that Sun Guixiang would be disappointed, so she quickly added, "After you give birth to the baby and you're well again, I'll make this Sichuan peppercorn hotpot for you again!"
Sun Guixiang chuckled when she heard this: "I just said it casually. Are you really like that greedy child who can't forget a little food?"
Su Qingluan raised her head and said proudly, "The food I cooked is not something you can see often!"
Sun Guixiang was stunned, then she laughed and tapped the tip of Su Qingluan's nose.
After returning home from next door, Su Qingluan assigned her sister to write big characters today.
Now Su Xueyan has mastered the eight basic strokes of Chinese characters: horizontal, vertical, left-falling, right-falling, hook, dot, and upward stroke. Although her writing still feels a little light due to lack of strength occasionally, that is due to her young age and insufficient wrist strength. As Su Xueyan grows older, this problem will gradually improve.
So, Su Qingluan began to teach her the most basic characters - different from Su Xueyan's own name which was taught first, but she really started from the most basic and most difficult single-character characters.
For example, the word “木” that I am writing now.
Because these single-character words have fewer strokes and a simpler structure, they are more suitable for laying the foundation. Mastering the basic character structure will make writing more complex characters easier.
Moreover, Su Qingluan was not simply teaching how to write, but using the structure of the font to simply outline pictures that the child could associate with more quickly, helping her sister to learn to read faster.
"Let's learn these two characters today." Su Qingluan put down the brush and let her sister start practicing on her own. "Sister is going to the kitchen to make something delicious. If you need anything, remember to call me."
After giving the usual instructions, Su Qingluan turned and went to the kitchen.
Since there were no peppers and the various condiments were not so complete, Su Qingluan did not expect to be able to make a completely comparable to the modern Sichuan pepper hot pot. However, the downgraded substitute she made now should not taste bad.
Su Qingluan first poured the soybean oil that had been used to absorb the bean smell with various citrus fruits into a large basin, placed the iron pot on the stove, and began to light the furnace carefully.
She knew before that lighting the stove was a technical job. Although Yang and Su Guangfu usually did this, Su Qingluan still learned this skill with great difficulty just in case.
However, due to her lack of skill, Su Qingluan took half an hour to light one of the stoves, and she felt like she had gone into a coal mine. Except for the whites of her eyes and teeth, her entire face was pitch black.
After washing her face simply, Su Qingluan didn't care too much whether her face was completely clean - anyway, she was the only one in the kitchen now - Su Qingluan turned around and began to prepare the raw materials in order, and started the most important step, frying the base oil.
Because the textures of ingredients are different and the order in which they can be fried to produce fragrance is different, it is absolutely impossible to put all the spices and side dishes in at once.
Spices that are larger in size, such as ginger pieces and cardamom, can naturally be put into the oil first, while bay leaves, which will be over-fried if they are just fried, should be added later.
As various spices such as onions, ginger, garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, Sichuan peppercorns, onions, etc. were added one by one, the pot of hot oil in front of Su Qingluan gradually took on a unique fresh and fragrant flavor.
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