That's the case with A Yao's forehead.

It was a coincidence that the family they invited were the Meng family where A Yao had lived before. The maid came over to Wangyue to implement the menu for the New Year's Eve dinner. She looked at each other and was surprised.

When Wangyue learned about the cause and effect, she led A Yao to thank Old Mrs. Meng, and secretly gave Bird's Nest to the past few days to only half of the rewards. She also confirmed the old lady's dietary taboos with the maid and asked A Yao to make a cup of stewed soup. People like Old Mrs. Meng have rich financial resources and may not be able to like her. It is better to show off her strengths and send care to her sincerely.

After pickling the green fish, A Yao planned to walk out to change her breath.

After preparing the materials for the whole night, everyone was a little depressed. The bird's nest was arranged by Wangyue to rest. When she woke up, it was A Yao's turn to go to sleep for a while.

Wangyue quickly glanced at A Yao who had tiptoed out: "Don't go too far, there are many customers outside. If you hit someone and cause trouble, don't think I will save you."

"Oh, OK, I'm in the kitchen yard, not going far away." A Yao smiled.

After leaving the kitchen, I was blown away with ice slags mixed with rain. The cold rain hit my face, and the sleepy worms were instantly driven away.

"Yaozhu, come back and apply some magnolia paste before going out. It's cold and hot, will your face still want?" Wangyue shouted in the kitchen.

The cold wind whistled, sweeping the rain into the wind and blowing into the kitchen.

"Whoever puts all the dry goods by the window, put them away quickly!"

"The reeds on the water tank are raised by the three whites in the East Lake brought by the guest. They are very precious, be careful not to be cold to death!"

The sudden wind blew in shocked everyone, looking at the moon and watching all directions, like a general who was dispatching troops. Even A Yao, who was taking a breath outside the door, ran back to help. The small riot in the kitchen was quickly suppressed.

After getting relieved, you should prepare stewed soup for Mrs. Meng.

"Do you have any ideas?" Wangyue saw that she rolled up her sleeves and was about to do something big, so she asked. Although Mrs. Meng was widowed and no one came to visit her, there was only one maid in her family to take care of her, but during the holidays, there were many people who sent New Year gifts. Food from all over the world gathered together. I am afraid that when we arrived in the capital, the most famous restaurants and restaurants might not be able to collect such a variety of materials.

Lycium barbarum in Zhongning, chicken heart jujube in Xinzheng, longan in Xianyou, peppercorns in Qingxi, Danzhou coconuts in Beijiang, knife fish in Donghu Sanbai, dried star fruit in the southern country, black male goats in the grassland outside the border...

"Master Wangyue, I want to use these to make a coconut chicken soup stewed with chicken, and ask for help." A Yao ordered the ingredients and put them in a lacquer plate to show Wangyue.

In her previous life, she did not touch the spring water at home, but she had some understanding of all kinds of stewed soups and soups. Her mother often talked about Huaishan strengthening the spleen, wolfberry improves eyesight, and dried apricot vegetables from the north and south to remove the dryness of autumn. In winter, she took a bowl of pepper, pork belly, chicken soup to warm the middle and strengthen the spleen, and warm the whole body.

I have been influenced by it all year round and know a little.

Stewed chicken with coconut is refreshing and moisturized, nourishing the spleen and replenishing deficiency. It not only nourishes people in summer, but also drinks it in winter.

Wangyue looked at her materials: "How do you want me to help you?"

"I don't know how to cook, how to cut the pieces with a knife." A Yao smiled and smiled flatteringly.

The old chicken peeled it, and while cutting it, Wangyue said to her, scraping off the remaining fat attached to the muscles, "Next time you have to come by yourself, how do you do this coconut?"

"Yeah. I have a small lid on the coconut, and I can do the rest."

As she said, she cut her horizontally on the upper half of the coconut with a long knife. Suddenly, the coconut inside overflowed along the edge of the knife and cut it into a coconut lid. The fragrance dissipated. A Yao came over to smell it. The fragrance reminded her of the coconut candy she ate during the Chinese New Year and the coconut milk she used to drink.

Pour out the coconut juice and filter it, leaving the coconut shell for later use. The chopped chicken pieces are cooked in water, and put the hollow coconut shell into the chicken pieces as a container. Soak the coconut to the container and tie it up with wolfberry, one chicken jujube and longan. Finally, inject clear coconut juice into the container again, soak it over the chicken pieces, sprinkle a little salt, cover it with a layer of bamboo paper, tie it with fine line, put it in the steamer and stew it with water for an hour.

The heat catalyzes the delicious food under the action of time. The taste of the old chicken is stewed. Accompanied by the fragrance of coconut, the busy servant in the kitchen comes to A Yao in front of him, and asks in a lingering manner: "Little sister, what are you making? It's so fragrant!"

"That's right, the chicken soup is so fragrant. What ingredients do you add? I've never smelled this before."

A Yao smiled and nodded as they said. Without taking their words, the whispered and savage maid read out the ingredients for her stewed soup, but Coconut didn't guess it.

The coconuts were sent with round brown fruits covered with "relaxed hair", hard and hollow inside, but when they asked how to cook, they didn't know anything and didn't smell the fragrance. Among the many ingredients they sent, coconuts were ignored.

The servant lady had been arguing for a long time, but A Yao heard a lot of useful knowledge about food ingredients. When they saw it again, they were all stolen by A Yao. They were so angry that they closed their mouths and scattered birds and beasts.

Looking at the time, the taste of chicken soup became more and more intense, and it became.

The moment the cook was out of the pot, everyone's eyes were focused on A Yao's hands. The three-legged cauldron raised the coconut, the bamboo paper was soaked, and it was close to the coconut. A Yao carefully picked up the cauldron and sent it to Old Lady Meng.

"Okay, okay, you're intent... This should be because Kuang'er asked someone to bring coconut from Danzhou?"

Old Mrs. Meng looked kind and sniffed the fragrance of coconuts. She lifted the lid by herself, and a more intense sweet fragrance of coconut wafted out.

Judging from A Yao's position, the soup noodle reflects. It is the clean oil cooked from the old chicken itself, not the sweet and yellow chicken oil.

"Madam, be careful."

"Old lady, don't worry!"

A Yao and the maid said anxiously.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry yet." Mrs. Meng was amused and scooped up a spoonful of clear soup. The base of the soup was actually coconut milk. The coconut milk slightly sourly neutralized the greasyness of the old chicken. The wolfberry longan and chicken heart jujube enhance the sweetness, the fine salt enhances freshness, smells the fragrance, the stewed soup is sweet and not greasy, the chicken is not old, the old lady was very satisfied with drinking it, and spoon after spoon until it was bottomed out, and the chicken was also eaten by her for ten thousand times. Only then was she surprised.

"So I've eaten so much!"

"Old lady, you have eaten so much, what should you do for supper?" the maid stamped her feet.

"I'm full, but my stomach is not full yet." Mrs. Meng smiled and asked the maid to go to the inner room to get her purse and hand it to A Yao. She was a little heavy when she got it. A Yao subconsciously pushed her: "Madam, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept this."

Mrs. Meng: "I don't like to hear these words. I'm having a happy meal. I'll give you some gadgets, but you don't want to accept them. I deliberately let the old lady have a bad New Year."

"Take it, the old lady eats happily, she has to accept the gift you give back." The maid also advised.

"Then... I'd rather obey my duty than respect." She put the purse away in her arms and patted it again to make sure it didn't fall off. Old Mrs. Meng smiled.
Chapter completed!