As a mother, Jiang always feels that her daughter is not good at protecting her wealth, for fear that she will leak her unique secret recipe if she accidentally.

While he was trimming the kitchen, he simply directed his man to dig a lot of vine plants in the mountains and found a lot of old wood. He made a beautiful small partition for his daughter ingeniously. No matter how he walked around in the kitchen, he couldn't see the stove inside.

In this way, Gu Xiang developed some new dishes and new prescriptions in the kitchen, which made it difficult for others to peek at.

The wild vines in the mountains cannot be named, and they will bloom a small pink and white flower, which will climb the wall layer by layer and bamboo frame, like a flower wall. In addition to attracting mosquitoes, Gu Xiang really likes it very much, with a wild interest full of style.

Nowadays, whenever Gu Xiang is struggling in the kitchen, even Wulang is unwilling to slim down the window and wait for feeding. It is probably Jiang's special advice.

Gu Xiang first appreciated the pink color for a few seconds, then washed the rice and started to boil it.

The weather has become colder recently, and Jiang and Gu Laoshi have suffered a little cold. They drink a bowl of hot and thick porridge at night, which is the most comfortable.

Gu Xiang boiled the porridge and rice, sat in front of the stove to watch the heat, took out three radishes and placed them in the basin and gently rubbed them twice, then took the well water and rinsed them gently from top to bottom, then took out the kitchen knife and rotated them gently, carving flowers of the same size.

Since buying carving skills, Gu Xiang has taken time to practice every day. Today, he has finally become the atmosphere of a chef carving.

The small flowers are exquisite and transparent, and the petals are as thin as cicadas' wings, which are very exquisite.

After carving the radish flowers used for placing the plate, the porridge will be turned into a low heat and boiled slowly. Time passed by minute by minute. After more than an hour, a thick layer of porridge oil was boiled. Gu Xiang took out the mutton and mutton offal from the soaked rice wine and well water and cut it into large slices.

Put the rice wine into a piece of rock sugar, add a little shredded ginger, a little light soy sauce, pour it into the mutton, and gently grip it evenly.

In an instant, the smell of mutton offal became weak. Seeing that the heat at the bottom of the porridge was enough, Gu Xiang grabbed mutton offal and wrapped it with snow-white gauze and shook it gently, sifted it away, adjusted the juice, put the mutton offal into the pot, took a spoon and stirred it gently for a few times.

After a moment, the fresh fragrance came to my nose, and there was no fishy smell, leaving only the charming taste.

Gu Xiang smelled it, smiled on his face, and finally picked up the radish flowers and threw them into the pot. After the radish flowers rolled up, the deliciousness of the porridge added a hint of refreshing sweetness.

The fragrance came out from the kitchen in a wisp. Across the distance, many villagers who were waiting to pick up the goods could not bear it.

Gu Laoshi was also drooling.

Jiang frequently turned back and watched.

Gu Xiang finally put two bowls of porridge on the tray and went out, and walked from the kitchen through the backyard to the front yard. When the porridge was delivered to Gu Laoshi and Jiang, the temperature was just as hot as it was slightly hot, and it was the most delicious.

Two bowls of porridge were delivered to Jiang and Gu Laoshi. Both of them were a little dull, and they were even more restrained.

The rice used by Gu Xiang was given to County Magistrate Wang. The serious He Long rice is full and crystal clear, exuding a jade-like color. When did the couple see such a charming rice?

Two pink flowers floated on the white porridge noodles. This time the porridge doesn’t look like something that should appear on the farmers’ dining table.

Gu honestly couldn't say it, he didn't even think that porridge could be so beautiful.

If the emperor could eat such a bowl of porridge every day, it would be no wonder that people wanted to be emperors.

Gu Laoshi took a deep breath.

Lamb is a fishy and mutton-like thing, and it is not suitable for cooking porridge, but the slight, almost inauspicious mutton smell seems to be even more attractive, which aroused greed in his belly. He scooped out a spoonful of full rice porridge and put it in his mouth. He was a little dizzy in his stomach, and a warm feeling rose in his forehead. He exhaled a long breath: "It's so beautiful!"

Jiang's eyes, which had always been a little cold and hard, also became round, and his eyes were as soft as if he was dressed in a beautiful way.

A group of villagers who were preparing to pick up the goods were jealous. Seeing that the Gu family suddenly sold pear paste and made money, they were not jealous. When they saw these two bowls of porridge, they suddenly became robbed, and they were envious and jealous.

"Did the third lady have become more skilled again?"

It is indeed a good idea. Gu Xiang learned the lesson that he was too casual in shopping in the mall and planned shopping in advance recently.

The recipe only starts with a simple choice. In the past two days, she bought a few recipes, one of which is a whole porridge strategy. One of the appetizers is set with two meats and two vegetarian dishes. The meat dishes are cold mutton offals, crispy fish, and vegetarian dishes include stir-fried spring bamboo shoots and five-spice soybeans.

In addition to the existing stir-fried meat and fried fish balls, the main dish was added with a braised lamb.

The staple foods are ramen and yangchun noodles.

Nowadays, Gu Xiang is different from the past, and her home-cooking skills are no longer comparable to ordinary chefs. She really competes with a certain imperial chef for cooking. She will not be afraid of these home-cooking dishes.

Gu Laoshi swallowed the porridge and rice in one dizzy way, eating it beautifully, and then heard a roar from behind: "It's you! A bad-hearted bastard!"

The three of the Gu family looked up together and saw a short and stout man with a strong figure and a very angry face: "What are you doing to endure this..."

Before he could finish a word, the old dog rushed up and pushed the man to the ground, twisted and pressed him tightly.

“@#￥￥%…”

The man buried his entire face on the ground, and he couldn't say a word immediately.

A peddler next to him stared at the Gu family's porridge, thinking about it. When he saw the man suddenly appear, he was startled and blurted out: "The porridge made by the third lady is very good. I want to grab it, but I just thought about it and didn't dare to take it into action. You guy actually took action?"

Everyone: Is this person here to grab the porridge?

It seemed that something was wrong, but when everyone twitched their noses, they felt that nothing was wrong.

Gu Xiang was also stunned: "Are you crazy about hunger?"

Seeing such a big man doing this for the sake of chewing porridge, Afeng ran to call the yamen runners. Two yamen runners came to pick up pear paste just now. It was decided by Magistrate Wang for the officials of the county yamen. At this moment, he just took the robber away.

Gu Xiang felt a little unbearable, so he went back to the kitchen to serve another bowl of porridge, walked to the man and squatted down and sighed, "Come on, please drink."

The man struggled to raise his head from the old dog. He was about to continue cursing, but as soon as he inhaled, he took a breath of the strong fresh fragrance. He immediately clamored in his belly, and his mind was dizzy, and he forgot the words. He took the porridge in a daze and swallowed several mouthfuls. The ferocious expression on his face couldn't be held back.
Chapter completed!