Chapter 289 Sweet and Sour Vegetables

After cutting the tomatoes, Molan poured the tomatoes into the pot and stir-fried them. Until the tomatoes are mudd. Red oil came out. After the red oil came out, she added sweet and sour sauce, and finally poured in the tenderloin strips and stir-fried. The pot rang, and Molan took out the dish when she saw that the soup was thick.

She asked Xia Yu to add water to the pot, and there was only one firewood left in the stove. Her white woman and Xia Yu came to try the dishes.

After eating, the two of them praised it and said it was delicious. Molan nodded with a smile. As she expected, she would do this in that world, so it is not difficult to make it now. It tastes good, too. However, there is only one difficult thing for her at the time. There is something like ketchup in that world, but there is no such thing here. It's okay to have time for tomatoes. What if there is no time?

Of course, she can also experiment with making tomato sauce, but how to store it? This thing is easy to break down. It won't last long. Tomatoes will only last for a few months. If not, how to make this dish? This is a difficult problem. Molan didn't think of a solution. Besides, without tomatoes, whether it is sweet and sour tenderloin or sweet and sour fish, the color is not so beautiful.

Molan had no choice but to watch the two of them eat. According to the procedure, she didn't use tomatoes this time and made another plate. After making it, Mrs. Bai and Xia Yu stopped talking after tasting it.

"Mother Bai, Xia Yu, it's okay to say it directly." Molan understood the problem, so he asked them to say it directly.

"Miss, the old slave said bluntly. If there is no first plate, the one that the young lady made later is also delicious and tastes good, but because he has eaten the first plate, the old slave feels that this plate is worse, and the color is not as good as the first plate. Lao Nu didn't understand that since he could make the first plate, why did he still make this pot? Mrs. Bai asked the puzzled in her heart. Xia Yu also nodded. Obviously, she thought so.

"Mom wanted to see it. I put tomatoes on the first plate to add flavor and color, but my mother also knows that these tomatoes are not available all year round. What about without its time? How to make this dish? Molan didn't hide it and told the truth.

Mrs. Bai and Xia Yu frowned. What the young lady said was right. What about the time for persimmons? No wonder the young lady wants to make the later plate, but this plate is indeed a little worse than the first plate. If you overeat the first plate and give it to the back, I'm afraid the guests of the restaurant will have a problem.

Seeing the two frowns, Molan knew that there was nothing they could do, and Molan was not entangled. I tried it again, without tomatoes, to increase the taste of the seasoning. After a few times. It still can't achieve the desired effect.

Molan knew that she couldn't make it for a while, so she didn't make tenderloin first, and then began to make ribs. Anyway, the ribs can be made without tomatoes.

If you make ribs, it won't take too long to stir-fry water, so that the meat will be lost. After stir-frying. Molan fried half of the ribs, and half didn't.

She made these unfried ribs first.

The oil was put in the pot, and the crushed rock sugar was put in. Molan simmered on a slow fire, and waited for the oil to change color. Molan poured the ribs in and stir-fried them.

The ribs were evenly wrapped in color, and Molan added boiling water. The amount of water is less than ribs, and then vinegar, soy sauce and flower carvings are added. Cover the pot, and after the water boils, Molan let Xia Yu turn to low heat.

Molan began to do this again. Put a little water in the pot. Add a little rock sugar and slowly boil the rock sugar over low heat. Molan saw the foaming on the surface of the pot, and when the color slowly turned yellow, she put salt into it. Soy sauce and vinegar, after mixing well. Let these slowly boil into crimson, and then she put the fried ribs in and stir-fry them, so that each rib is wrapped in soup. When the soup was almost ready, she took it out, and then she put some cilantro on it as an embellishment.

Molan put the ribs on the table and let the two of them try. She went to see another pot and the soup. There was still a quarter left. Molan put salt in it. This salt should be put in early. The meat is easy to get old, and it will not taste good.

Molan increased the fire and opened the lid to put away the soup, because if the lid is opened to collect the soup, the soup will be collected faster. The soup was not completely finished, so Molan took it out of the pot. If the soup was all dry, the soup would turn into oil and taste bad.

After it was served, Molan sprinkled some cilan and white sesame seeds on it, which looked very good.

Molan smelled it and felt it smelled good. She took it over and let the two try again.

"Miss, it's delicious. You've been busy for a long time. Let's eat two yuan." Xia Yu took a pair of chopsticks to Molan with an excited face and persuaded her to eat.

"Eat it, I'm not hungry, and I don't eat coriander. This is specially for you." Molan smiled at her. She had a quirk. She didn't like coriander and didn't like it for two lifetimes. She didn't like that taste.

"Miss doesn't eat coriander? Why do you still put it if you don't eat it?" Xia Yu asked puzzledly.

"You see that the color of this dish is dark red, but the cilantro is green. It will look good to put some cilantro. Besides, there are few people like me who don't eat cilantro. Don't worry about me. Eat it quickly. In addition, there is no need to pour these dishes. It's a pity. Send a plate of spring flowers at noon, and we will eat the rest. Molan ordered the two of them.

"Yes. The maidservant obeys the order. The maidservant thanks the young lady for Chunhua. The dishes cooked by the young lady are delicious, and Chunhua will definitely like it. Xia Yu thanked Molan for the spring flowers. Speaking of them, if they are favored in the house, they can eat well. If they are not favored, they will not eat well. They can't often eat pure spareribs like this.

Molan smiled and let Xia Yu get up. She began to experiment again. She had been doing it for a day. Both of the ribs were delicious, and there was no need to test it. But the sweet and sour tenderloin gave her a headache. Without tomatoes, she couldn't be satisfied. The best time is only the eight-point taste of tomatoes.

In the evening, Molan told Wang the result. Wang hugged Molan and advised softly, "Dad, this matter is not urgent. Let's take our time. There will always be a way."

Molan enjoyed such warmth and tranquility, nodded gently and said, "Yes. Milk, I know."

"Have you agreed with Mr. Xue? When will they pick you up? Wang asked about tomorrow's arrangements again.

"No, they didn't send a message to the inner courtyard. They were afraid of being asked to say it, but I guess there is no problem. They will probably write after breakfast. Milk, can you really do it yourself? I'm really worried." In the end, Molan sat up straight and asked Wang seriously.

"Silly girl, grandma has experienced it. Don't worry about me. Have fun tomorrow. Go out and have a look. Don't come to the capital. I haven't seen anything. Wang pulled her granddaughter and touched Molan's hair with her hand. My granddaughter's hair is really smooth, dark and bright, and her hair is thick, which makes people happy.

"Milk, then you must be careful. I will leave Bai's mother and Xia Yu for you. If you have something to do, you can ask them to go to the front yard to find the marquis. Don't be afraid of losing face. As long as you are well, the rest is not important. Molan told her grandmother.

"I know, but girls, are they trustworthy?" Wang asked in a low voice. She asked about the white woman and Xia Yu.

Molan told Wang Shi about the situation of the two of them, and told Wang Shi what Mrs. Bai said. After hearing this, Wang couldn't stop crying. She really missed her mother, but unfortunately she didn't see her. She can't repay her mother's heart for herself.

Molan looked at her tearful grandmother and persuaded her a few words. Then she didn't go back to her room, so she rested with Wang.

In the early morning of the second day, the Wang family took Molan to comfort Mrs. Hou, and Mrs. Hou left a meal. I just had breakfast. The waiter sent by the marquis arrived and invited Molan to the study.

Mrs. Hou looked at Molan, and her eyes flashed. She lowered her eyes. Is this girl going out again? What does this mean, marquis? This is the day of their house banquet, and it's all good to have a good family. She is a lady with a rank, including the wife of the Xue family. Isn't the marquis going to let this girl see? What's the idea of the marquis?

As soon as the second lady heard it, she began to teach. She said that Molan did not look like a lady at all. She was frivolous and did not take Houfu seriously in her heart.

She didn't say cold words to the second lady, but although Mrs. Hou was thinking, she couldn't stop her, let alone say Molan like the second lady. After explaining a few words, she let Molan go with a smile.

Molan left in a small sedan chair. She didn't pay attention to the words of the second lady. She was said a few words and a lot of pieces of meat. As long as she didn't go too much, she said whatever she wanted.

Outside the study, Molan got off the sedan chair. After the maid informed, Molan entered the study and met the marquis. The second master was also there. Molan saluted one by one.

"Daughter, I didn't want you to go out for the banquet in this house, but Ling Feng was right. You don't like these. Well, you can get out of the house with him. But girl, you owe your uncle a favor. How are you going to pay it back? The old marquis looked at Molan and teased her with a smile. There was no way. As soon as he saw Molan, he regarded her as a young girl, and his heart was full of pity, so he loved Molan and was always kind to her.

Molan knew that the old marquis was teasing her and said with a smile, "Is it good to give your uncle a table of good dishes?"

"Okay, my uncle is waiting for your words. The girl's craft uncle has been thinking about it. When will you eat as your uncle? We have to make a deal, or grandpa will be afraid of you to pay the debt. As soon as the old marquis heard that Molan was going to cook, he immediately decided the date. Last time at Mo's house, Molan's dishes were very good for him.

"Oh? Does girl Lan know how to cook? Please don't invite me. I haven't tasted it yet?" After hearing this, the second master took a look at Molan and joked.

"Of course, it's a treat, but there are still a few dishes. Lanlan is still trying, and it's not delicious enough. When Lanlan is ready, she will definitely invite her two uncles to Lanyuan to taste it in person. Molan was also polite to the two of them and said generously.

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