What's more, this kitchen can't be seen by others, only Shen Xiangmiao, the owner, can see it.

Such a magical portable kitchen, when she was still Lin Qingqing, had already followed her, and made great contributions to her becoming a generation of famous chefs, and now she has crossed over to become Shen Xiangmiao, and this kitchen has also followed her and become a part of her body.

Shen Xiangmiao saw her former good partner, her heart warmed, she took a sharp knife out of the knife rack, quickly cut open the belly of the fish, and took out all the internal organs, and then removed the gills, scraped the scales, and removed the fishy line.

After a few moments, a fish was cleaned up.

Shen Xiangmiao slapped the carp a few more times

Over there, the boiling water from the iron egg was already bubbling up.

"Sister, the water is boiling." Tie Dan reports on the results of his work.

"Okay, you go and pack up the fish intestines and throw them in the grove over there to bury them." Shen Xiangmiao arranged another job for Tie Dan.

Tie Dan naturally did whatever his sister said, and went to clean up the fish guts.

The Shen family was poor, they couldn't eat enough, and they didn't have money to buy oil and other kitchen supplies, so there was only salt in the stove.

Seeing the iron egg out of the yard, Shen Xiangmiao opened the kitchen again and took out some cooking oil and seasonings.

Next, it's time to start making fish soup in earnest.

First of all, set up a pot to make a fire, and when it is about to smoke, add vegetable oil, and quickly put the fish into the pot.

In this era, there were no non-stick pans, and this practice was also an effective way to keep the fish non-stick.

Later, after the fish is slightly browned on both sides, remove the fish, put six large bowls of cold water in the pot, put the fish in the pot, and bring to a boil over medium heat. In order to facilitate the volatilization of the fishy smell, Shen Xiangmiao did not cover the pot.

When the water is boiling, remove the foam, turn the heat to low heat, add the seasonings such as green onions, ginger slices, star anise, etc., cover with a lid and simmer over low heat.

Shen Xiangmiao watched the fish soup boil slowly, and went to the house to scoop a bowl of stick noodles out.

Take the water and boil the stick noodles alive, form a round ball in your hand, knead them into a thin cake shape, and stick them to the edge of the large iron pot near the fish soup.

It was all over the iron pot until it was just enough to use up a bowl of stick noodles.

Shen Xiangmiao covered the pot, washed her hands, lit the fire herself, and let Tie Dan watch from the side.

Simmering over low heat, the aroma of fish mixed with the aroma of stick noodles and discus gradually came out.

Iron Egg twitched his little nose and sniffed violently several times.

"It's so fragrant, sister, what's made in it, it's so fragrant." Tie Dan asked, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"It's just stewed fish soup with sticky cakes, little gluttonous cat, are you hungry?" Shen Xiangmiao smiled and reached out to scrape Tie Dan's little nose.

Tie Dan rubbed his flat stomach embarrassedly.

He was still hungry, and his stomach was already drumming.

"Sister, how long do you have to wait?" Tie Dan's two eyes stared directly at the hot air coming out of the somewhat blackened wooden pot lid, twitching his little nose from time to time, greedily smelling the fragrance coming out of the pot.

Shen Xiangmiao lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, the fish soup had gradually turned milky white, and the stick noodles on the edge of the iron pot were gradually bulging, exuding the fragrance of stick noodles.

"Just wait a little longer." Shen Xiangmiao said with a smile, broke another wooden stick, and stuffed it into the stove.

Tie Dan's mouth was full of saliva, and he pursed his mouth a little aggrieved: "I have to wait a little longer." ”

"Of course, it won't taste good!" Shen Xiangmiao saw Tie Dan's little face wrinkled into a bun, and felt very interesting, so she reached out and gently pinched his face.

It is said that now that the fish is cooked, it is not impossible to eat the cakes, but as a chef's stubbornness, Shen Xiangmiao thinks that this dish must achieve the most perfect taste in order to be qualified.

Therefore, a good meal is not afraid of being late, and I don't care about waiting a little longer.

Hearing what his sister said, Tie Dan had no choice but to give up, forcibly endured the gluttony in his stomach, squatted next to Shen Xiangmiao with his chin in his small hand, and watched the flame jump and lick the bottom of the pot.

After waiting for another stick of incense, Shen Xiangmiao opened the lid of the pot again, sprinkled salt into it to taste, tasted the taste with an iron spoon, and called the iron egg to get the bowl.

Since you let me take the bowl, I can eat it!

Iron Egg Fart came out with three bowls.

These three bowls are of different sizes and colors, the only thing that is the same is that they are all made of coarse porcelain, and there are some knocks or cracks on the edges, and it has taken a long time to see.

scooped a big bowl of fish soup for Tie Dan, shoveled down two sticky cakes, and stuffed them into his hands: "Drink some soup and eat some cakes first, and wait for my sister to give you fish and meat to eat." ”

Tie Dan is very hungry, he must be hungry when he eats, gobbling it up, and there are a lot of carp bones, in case it is stuck in the throat, in such an ancient time with backward medical conditions, it is not a joke.

So Shen Xiangmiao thought about it, let Tie Dan fill his stomach half full first, his stomach was not too hungry, and when he could chew and swallow slowly, she also happened to serve Lu Shi to drink the fish soup, just enough to help Tie Dan pick up the thorns in the fish, so that he could eat the fish with peace of mind.

Tie Danzuo is only six years old, and he can't think of so much, he only knows that he is hungry, and the stick noodles are yellow and can't wait to take a bite.

The fragrance of the stick noodles immediately spread in the mouth, and it did not disperse for a long time between the teeth, and subconsciously took two more bites, and then drank a mouthful of fish soup, the fish soup was fragrant, light and delicious, and the iron egg went down a few bites, and then went to the small half bowl.

Watching the iron egg gobble up and eat happily, Shen Xiangmiao covered her mouth and smiled, scooped up the fish soup, sandwiched some fish meat, and took two sticky cakes to the house.

"Mother, I stewed fish soup, you can get up and drink it quickly." Shen Xiangmiao put the bowl next to the bed, the only table in the room, and went to help Lu Shi up.

"Xiangmiao, it's really bitter for you." Lu Shi forced himself to half-sit up from the bed and looked at Shen Xiangmiao apologetically.

Other people's daughters, twelve or thirteen years old, is the age of wearing new clothes and flowers to love beauty, but this is the situation in their own family, the head of the house, he is this body and bones, farm work is always done slowly, and the grain is naturally less harvested, and there is not enough to eat.

A few years ago, when Shen Fucai was there, Lu could still rely on the needlework he was good at to help the shops in the town embroider and embroider handkerchiefs and pillows for some money to supplement the family, but since Shen Fucai died, Lu was sad and cried so badly, his eyes were crying, and now he was crying in the wind, afraid of light, and he felt that his eyes were sore and couldn't open after embroidering for a while, and a handkerchief had to be embroidered for a long time, and the work was slow, so he couldn't make any money.

The family is poor, and Shen Xiangmiao, as the eldest daughter, has to share more, which is naturally more difficult than others.

Watching his daughter suffer with him, Lu's heart felt like a needle prick.

"Mother, what are you talking about, I'm your daughter, shouldn't I serve you?" Shen Xiangmiao handed the bowl to Lu's mouth: "Drink it while it's hot, my mother's body is so weak, I have to eat something good to replenish my body." ”

"Okay." Lu Shi touched Shen Xiangmiao's little head with loving eyes, and frowned to drink the fish soup.

Lu Shi especially hated the fishy smell, so he didn't like the fish soup very much, but this was Shen Xiangmiao's heart, and Lu Shi felt that he couldn't refuse no matter what, so he drank it hard.

When the fish soup was entered, Lu Shi was taken aback.