Jiang Yu helped the old man back to the room assigned to him to rest. "It's okay. This was recommended by a friend. My family can afford it. I also have an idea for making money next time. Don't worry, Grandpa."
"Thank you for taking care of this family."
"It's okay. Zhou Zhou and the others are a relief. I like them. Grandpa, you should have a good rest. I'll make lunch. I'll call you when it's time to eat."
Jiang Yu had never had any elders in his previous life, but now he suddenly had a grandfather living with him. He felt a little uncomfortable.
She sent Grandpa Jiang to his room and went to the kitchen. She planned to make Yunnan Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles today.
Because of the limited ingredients and condiments, and considering that there were elderly people and children around, the first thing Jiang Yu thought of was the fresh, fragrant and light cross-bridge rice noodles.
So she stewed the hens and pork shanks she bought in the morning and simmered them in a casserole on the stove for the whole morning. The soup stewed in the most primitive wood-fired stove has a unique flavor. Just sprinkle a little bit of salt and white pepper on it, and the chicken soup will be so delicious that it will make you salivate.
The stewed chicken soup is covered with a layer of chicken oil. The stewed chicken in the soup is soft, tender and smooth. Jiang Yu pours the blanched rice noodles into it, and the main ingredients are ready.
Then pour in the easy-to-cook vegetables and thinly sliced meat directly. Blanch the vegetables that are not easy to cook before pouring them in. Pour the eggs in after they are half-cooked, because the fat on the surface of the chicken soup is very heat-retaining, which is enough to allow the poured ingredients to be cooked through the soup.
In fact, the authentic Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles is made with a clay pot for each person, and then various vegetables, thin slices of meat, and quail eggs are prepared. When eating, the vegetables are prepared one by one and put into the clay pot according to their ease of cooking. Wait for a while before eating. But now there is no such condition, and I am afraid that Grandpa Jiang and the others will not eat it, so Jiang Yu had to process all these things and let them eat directly. Although it lacks a sense of ritual, the taste is still top-notch.
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