Xie Xun had never smelled such a pungent "food", and couldn't help but wonder, "Is this food?"
"Right." Jiang Shuyao nodded triumphantly.
Xie Xun frowned and resisted, Jiang Shuyao curled her lips and closed the lid with a "patter" sound.
There were no more words in the carriage.
Jiang Shuyao's mother was not considered a noble birth, but her ancestors were working with the founding emperor to reform the business system and became a well-known wealthy businessman, with the royal family as his backer, which made the next generations wealthier.
According to the maid Bai Zhi, Mrs. Xiangyang's appetite had not been very good and her body was getting weaker. To have a good life in the second half of her life, her family's support was essential. Therefore, Jiang Shuyao wanted to hug Mrs. Xiangyang's thighs, so she wanted to start from the diet, and hurriedly boiled this pot of cornel oil.
It's not that Mrs. Xiangyang had a health problem. It's just that she suffered a loss in her appetite when she was fighting with Yingying and Yanyan in the backyard of Xiangyang's mansion. After several years of fighting, her appetite had not been good.
[T/N: "Yingying and Yanyan" literal translation is "orioles and swallows" refers to a large number of concubines, or in some cases, prostitutes.]
As a well-known food blogger, Jiang Shuyao had published several issues of ancient food topics, including a special introduction to cornel oil. Before the introduction of hot pepper to China, cornel was one of the main sources of spicy spices in Sichuan cuisine.
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"Compendium of Materia Medica" recorded that cornel is pungent and bitter. The natives pick it in August, pounded and strained the juice, added lime and stir it. The name is "Ai You", or spicy rice oil.
When it comes to bringing up the appetite, Sichuan cuisine is definitely ranks first. At the top of the list. With cornel oil, ginger and pepper, you can make the spicy flavor of Sichuan cuisine.
The carriage swayed to the Xiangyang Mansion, and Xie Xun got out of the carriage first.
Lord Xiangyang and his wife were waiting at the door early. When they saw Xie Xun, their faces were brightened. When they thought that this is their son-in-law, the two have a sense of pride and also guilt to have ruined him.
Xie Xun felt that the eyes of the two were a little strange, but before thinking about it, he turned first to help Jiang Shuyao to get out of the carriage.
As soon as he turned around, he was stunned.
He saw Jiang Shuyao trembling while getting out of the car, with the appearance of a weak and pitiful willow, lightly "floating" on the footstool.
Her eyebrows are flattened, the water is floating in her eyes, and the voice is like a mosquito and flies, "Father, mother."
Xie Xun's unwavering face rarely shows a stunned look. This person is not the same Jiang Shuyao, who was talking with full breath in the carriage, holding the jar and not letting go.
Mrs. Xiangyang nodded in satisfaction when she saw this, and stepped forward to hold her hand, "Yaoyao..."
Seeing her behaved well, she should have not shamed the Xiangyang Mansion, so she smiled at Xie Xun, "The little girl is spoiled, Bo Yuan bears a lot." Bo Yuan is Xie Xun's nickname.
Xie Xun coughed lightly, and returned to the appearance of a noble young master. He quickly agreed, and half stepped into the mansion behind Lord Xiangyang, and had a good chat with Lord Xiangyang after a while.
Jiang Shuyao also spent some time with Mrs. Xiangyang before getting married. At a glance, she could see that her face was not very good at the moment, and said with concern, "Mother, what's the matter with you?"
Mrs. Xiangyang held her hand and increased her strength a bit. After a while, she couldn't hold back, and complained, "You know, the few in the backyard just wanted to come to the front to meet you. It's fine for them to make trouble in the house for so many years, and they still want to get in front of you today. They really forgot their surname and their first name. The old foolish thing actually agreed. If I hadn't argued with him carefully, I'm afraid today will be as they wished."
She lowered her voice, but the anger came up, and the sound was still not low enough. Lord Xiangyang couldn't hear it, but Xie Xun, who has extraordinary hearing, could hear it clearly.
Jiang Shuyao persuaded, "Mother, don't get angry. It's not worth it to be angry."
"Don't worry, I just got angry but they didn't get anything good."
Xie Xun heard this inevitably and accelerated his pace. The backyard of the Xiangyang Mansion is indeed as ridiculous as the rumors, and Mrs. Xiangyang also sounded very different from an average mistress.
"Well, of course, mother, you are the best." Jiang Shuyao knew that Mrs. Xiangyang had taken the fight with several concubines in the backyard as a daily routine. As long as Lord Xiangyang is not dead, Mrs. Xiangyang will always have to deal with them, probably after so many years, it started to be fun.
The people of Xiangyang Mansion were not many, only Lord Xiangyang was in the frontyard to entertain his son-in-law. Jiang Shuyao and Mrs. Xiangyang went to the backyard hand in hand.
Mrs. Xiangyang's face was radiant as soon as she stepped into the backyard. At this moment, Jiang Shuyao, who was married to Xie Xun, is her trophy, and those fairies who always jumped out to provoke her, are all nestled quietly in their yard today.
She sighed with emotion, "Yaoyao, my mother's wickedness for so many years has finally paid out. No matter how they slam the camp, they will never be able to turn over and step on your head."
While entering the main courtyard and crossing the threshold, her figure suddenly shook and she almost couldn't stand firm.
Jiang Shuyao quickly helped her sat on a chair, "Mother, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Xiangyang slowed down for a while, waved her hand and said, "It's nothing."
The nanny next to her stepped forward and explained, "Madame has a lack of appetite these few days. Since the young lady got married, she has only eaten two or three bowls of porridge."
Jiang Shuyao knew that her appetite was not very good, but she did not expect it to be so serious.
She looked at Mrs. Xiangyang with concern. This look made Mrs. Xiangyang's heart warm, and she gently touched her head, "Yaoyao, your mother has not suffered much in her life. My family is rich, the wealth accumulated by my ancestors would last for generations. No matter how much I spend it in my lifetime, it will never finish. But I often can't sleep and I wonder if there will be a day in which my huge family business will fail. Of course, this will never happen. I have some talent in business and accumulate money, and there are more and more people..."
Jiang Shuyao, "..."
"Hey, I want to be you, my baby girl. You don't have to worry about money. For power, you have your aunt and cousin to support. Well, your father, that bastard can barely count. Come on, what I worry about most is your marriage. Now that you are married well, I am relieved." Mrs. Xiangyang's tone became more gentle, "Mother's bones are getting worse..."
Jiang Shuyao's heart was anxious again.
At this moment, a maid hurried over and walked around to the nanny and said something. The nanny stepped forward and interrupted Mrs. Xiangyang's words and said something in the ear.
Mrs. Xiangyang, whose "bones are getting worse and worse", shook off the sickly appearance just now, slapped her palm fiercely, and the tea tray, fruit tray and pastry trays on the table soared in the air and fell down on the table again.
"Okay, this group of skinless and faceless things dare to provoke me. See if I don't tear off their skin!" She stood up abruptly, yelling with full breath, ignoring Jiang Shuyao who was sitting in front of her. She led a bunch of maids and women rushed out.
When Jiang Shuyao reacted, they were long gone from the yard.
"Miss?" Bai Zhi called out softly when she saw Jiang Shuyao frozen in place for a long time.
Jiang Shuyao regained consciousness, unable to laugh or cry, and shook her head helplessly, "Let's go, go to the kitchen."
Bai Zhi blinked, "Huh?"
"Mother has recently lost appetite. All I can do is make some side dishes for her. The rest..." Thinking of Mrs. Xiangyang's aggressive appearance just now, she really couldn't help much.
Bai Zhi nodded, and followed her to the main kitchen. The maid has already carried the cornel oil.
Jiang Shuyao quickly glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen, thinking of two Sichuan dishes, rolled up her sleeves, and started cooking.
Everyone around her was frightened and at a loss.
"What are you doing in a daze? Go to work." Jiang Shuyao said.
The usual excitement in the kitchen resumed, but countless eyes swept towards Jiang Shuyao from time to time, for fear that she would tear down the kitchen accidentally.
The founding emperor of the dynasty was extremely capable, built water conservancy, reformed commerce, opened shipping, and promoted imperial examinations... However, this tycoon was not a savvy person in terms of food. Before the founding of the country, the cooking method was just boiling with water. After the founding of the country, the big brothers just invented the wok cooking. He himself had a light diet, which leads to the light and delicious dishes of the current era.
Jiang Shuyao's craftsmanship is not as good as the chef's, but she is well-informed. Even if she changed her style every day, she wouldn't need to repeat the same food for three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
Everyone saw her skill and stunned, and they were all surprised and confused. When the aniseed were stir-fried and the kitchen was filled with rich spiciness, everyone becomes ignorant of the rules, and they whispered to each other earnestly.
Although there were only four guests and hosts this time, the dishes were still rich and exquisite. After Mrs. Xiangyang has cleaned up the messy people in the backyard, she ran into Jiang Shuyao, who was following the serving maids to the hall.
"What's the smell on you?" As soon as she approached, she smelled the faint spicy smell on Jiang Shuyao and couldn't help but frowning.
Seeing that she wanted to preach again, Jiang Shuyao quickly hugged her arm, "Mother, didn't you say that you have a bad appetite recently, so your daughter went to the kitchen and cook two dishes for you."
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"You have the heart." Mrs. Xiangyang's tone became gentler in an instant, "With your intentions, everything you make today is delicious."
Although Mrs. Xiangyang was touched, she knows her daughter, the first thing she did when she arrived in the yard was to order the serving maid, "Put the dishes made by the young lady in front of the master."
Lord Xiangyang was talking to Xie Xun about the Northland style. Hearing this sentence, his brows twitched and he turned to look at Mrs. Xiangyang.
Mrs. Xiangyang could not save Jiang Shuyao's face in front of Xie Xun, "Knowing that I have a bad appetite today, Yaoyao cooks two dishes specially, which is very filial."
Lord Xiangyang laughed twice and turned to face Xie Xun and said, "Haha, Yaoyao has always been virtuous and filial."
Xie Xun's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded in agreement.
Lord Xiangyang had spoken, so even if Jiang Shuyao made poison, he had to pick up two chopsticks and give compliments.
The maidservants entered in file, uncovering the lids, and moving smoothly.
The dish plate placed in front of Lord Xiangyang was uncovered, and an unfamiliar strong spicy and fresh scent spread instantly, and the overbearing spicy taste made people swallow their saliva subconsciously.
Jiang Shuyao introduced, "This dish is Mapo tofu, and this dish is boiled fish fillet."
The characteristic of Mapo tofu are spicy, crispy, fragrant, hot and tender. The tofu cubes of uniform size were piled together, the sauce was red and bright, and the green onions were dotted in the middle. The center was covered with minced pepper, minced garlic, and chopped green onions. After serving, it was poured with hot oil, and the spicy garlic fragrance was fully motivating.
The boiled fish fillets were filled with bite-size disks, with a bright red oil floating on the surface. The color was clear. The bottom was filled with tender white fish, and the top was dotted with green onions. The strong color contrast was making people have a great appetite.
"Father, can you taste it?" Jiang Shuyao looked at Lord Xiangyang expectantly.
In any case, the first two of the three colors and flavors could be considered top grade. Lord Xiangyang picked a piece of fish with chopsticks. The tender fish fillet was wrapped in broth and fell into a white porcelain bowl. It was slightly swayed, full of flexibility.
As soon as it entered his mouth, the fresh hemp and slightly spicy taste swept over. There is no fishy smell at all, but the unique taste doubled in umami. The hot fish fillet intensified the numbness, and there was a ray of warmth from the tip of the tongue to the throat.
They saw Lord Xiangyang eating without saying anything, and picked several pieces in a row and put them in his mouth. After he had been addicted, he uttered a word in pain, "Very good."
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