Blissful Days After Widowhood Chapter 46: Chicken marrow bamboo shoots

Ningxi asked Rong Daquan: "Brother Rong, do you know what the princess likes to eat before she loses her appetite?"

Rong Daquan thought for a while: "I wasn't very old at the time, so I didn't know it very well, but my master was also in the Prince Qi's mansion. I seem to have heard him say that the princess likes to eat bamboo shoots."

"Bamboo shoots?" Meng Shuangshuang suddenly slapped the table, "I remembered, I bought some bamboo shoots with jade fingers in the kitchen this morning. Each one is only as thick as a finger, and it looks very crisp and tender. I want to ask Ask Ningxi what to do!"

Ning Xi said with a smile: "You little greedy cat, you must be greedy again! Bamboo shoots with jade fingers are a rare good thing. Now that you have bought them, let's make chicken marrow shoots for you to eat at night!"

"Chicken marrow shoots? What kind of dish is this?"

"You'll know then, help me prepare the bamboo shoots first, then prepare a good chicken breast and two drumsticks, and I'll start later."

"I'll go get ready!" Feng Zhihai took the initiative to say, and immediately ran out.

Meng Shuangshuang chuckled: "Why did this kid suddenly become so active?"

Rong Daquan thought for a while and said, "I think this kid is a little out of his mind."

Ning Xi asked curiously, "Why would Big Brother Rong say that?"

"He's been dawdling in the kitchen these days. I've observed it carefully. It turns out that he's peeking at other people's cooking."

Ning Xi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, Brother Rong, you know I don't care about this here, as long as it doesn't delay the work you arranged for him, it's his own ability if he can really learn it."

Since Ning Xi said so, and Rong Daquan couldn't say anything else, everyone dispersed and went to do their own work.

It didn't take long for Feng Zhihai to find all the raw materials that Ningxi needed, rubbed his hands and said, "Miss Ning, can I stay and help?"

Ning Xi nodded when he saw his excited look.

Select twelve bamboo shoots of the same size and good condition. After rinsing, cut the bamboo shoots vertically to remove the hearts, put them in a pot of boiling water and boil them thoroughly. While busy, he instructed Feng Zhihai : "You help me peel the skin and tendons of the chicken breast and pound it into minced chicken."

Feng Zhihai responded with a loud voice, and got busy happily. Ning Xi continued to put the boiled bamboo shoots into the soup and simmered them for flavor.

Remove the meat from the chicken thighs, use the back of a knife to break up the bones of the chicken thighs, carefully remove the bone marrow with a bamboo skewer, add rice wine, **** juice and sugar and roll thoroughly to remove the fishy smell, then change to clear soup and simmer thoroughly.

Feng Zhihai showed Ning Xi his beaten chicken meat: "Do you think this is okay?"

Ning Xi took it over: "Okay." Add clear soup, egg white, salt, and scallion oil to the chicken, and let him stir vigorously in one direction.

After the chicken bone marrow is cooked, cut it into strips of even size for later use. Ningxi smoothes the chicken shreds in the bamboo shoots one by one, and spreads them out into a flower shape in the dish. Garnish with chicken marrow on the tips and stalked coriander leaves on the bottom of the bamboo shoots.

"It's so beautiful." Feng Zhihai sighed sincerely.

"It's almost ready. Let's see if their dinner is ready. We'll take it out to eat later." Ning Xi casually ordered.

Feng Zhihai responded, but he was reluctant to move his footsteps. Ning Xi glanced at him and understood: "Okay, let's finish reading it, as you are so eager to learn, it seems that you can be able to learn in less than two years. Become the pillar of our Shuangxi Tower. "

Feng Zhihai blushed: "Miss Ning has won the prize, just don't dislike me."

Ningxi poured clear soup on the bamboo shoots that had been placed on the plate, steamed them in a basket for a while, and then took them out. The original soup was put into the pot. After seasoning, it was thinned with water and starch, drizzled with chicken oil, and then poured evenly over the On the bamboo shoots, a plate of chicken marrow shoots with full color and fragrance is ready.

It happened that dinner was already prepared in the big kitchen. Everyone was eating in shifts. Ningxi asked Feng Zhihai to bring this plate of chalcedony shoots over, and invited some chefs to taste it together with Meng Shuangshuang, An Mingyue and others. , Everyone agreed that this dish is excellent, not only tastes good, but also looks delicate and elegant enough to be presented to the princess.

Since everyone thought it was good, Ningxi also decided to use this dish to participate in the food conference. According to Rong Daquan, the Qiwang Mansion has held food conferences over the years. For the people in the capital, it has gradually deviated from the Qiwang The original intention was to regard this as a grand gathering of delicious food all over the world, so many gluttons attended, and they were all highly influential and convincing. Ning Xi thought, even if her dishes could not arouse the princess's appetite, But to get a good comment from these old gluttons is already an excellent publicity for Sungai Tower.

However, she was just trying it out today. The chicken she used was ordinary. In order to get the best effect, the raw materials must be carefully selected, and the bone marrow of the chicken thigh bone must be made of black chicken thigh bone. good.

"Do you know where to buy black chicken?"

"Black chicken?" Everyone shook their heads in unison, never heard of it.

Ning Xi explained patiently: "It's that the feathers of the whole body are white, but the flesh and bones are black, have you seen it?"

Finally, Rong Daquan was well-informed: "I remembered that this kind of chicken has indeed been sold before, but because the flesh and bones are all black, there are not many people who dare to eat it, and even if the price is cheap, it cannot be sold. , and gradually no one raised it, and now it is no longer seen in the market."

Ning Xi regretted: "Black-bone chicken nourishes blood and nourishes the kidneys, and it is the most nourishing. Why does no one know how to eat it? Brother Rong, can you help me find out, who has raised black-bone chicken before? I want to ask. , maybe someone still keeps it!"

Rongda said: "Nowadays, the chicken farm that raises the most chickens and has the most complete varieties is the Chetian chicken farm opened by the Yang family on Chetianling on the outskirts of Beijing. Who else would keep black-bone chickens? It is most likely there.”

Ning Xi excitedly said, "That's great, Shuangshuang, help me get a carriage, I'll go take a look."

Meng Shuangshuang was stunned: "Now? It's getting dark!"

Ning Xi smiled "hehe": "Yes, let's go tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Meng Shuangshuang said happily.

Rong Daquan hurriedly said: "I'm going too, the journey to Chetianling is a long way, and the carriage has to go all the way in the middle of the night. I'm afraid I have to spend the night outside tonight. I don't worry about you two girls going."

"No, I want you to stay and help me watch Sungai Tower, and Big Brother Rong, you are the backbone of our place, and you can't leave. And you," Ning Xi Glancing at An Mingyue, who was eager to try, "I dare not take your eldest lady out. If something goes wrong, how can I afford it?"

"Then what to do, who can accompany you?" Meng Shuangshuang said with a bitter face.

Ning Xi smiled and said, "I'm not afraid to go alone. Now that the world is peaceful and prosperous, I'm walking on official roads. People come and go, so I'm afraid something will happen?"

Feng Zhihai, who had been staying in the corner, suddenly said, "Let me go. I'm a manly man and can protect Ning girl."

"You?" Meng Shuangshuang glanced at him disdainfully, "You are so small, you really meet a bad guy, are you protecting Ningxi, or is Ningxi protecting you?"

Ningxi clapped his hand: "Okay, okay, it's so fixed, Feng Zhihai accompanies me, and Ming'er set off early in the morning."

The carriage was invited by Meng Shuangshuang from the largest carriage and horse shop in the capital. The coachman also has very experienced experience. Ning Xi sat in the carriage, Feng Zhihai sat with the coachman, and reached Chetianling very smoothly. .

It turns out that Chetianling is a small village. The driver asked someone at the intersection and someone else pointed to the most decent-looking green brick house in the village and told them that it was the Yang family's house.

So they knocked on the door, and they were greeted by a young man in his early twenties who called himself Yang Jiabao. It is said that his family was originally very poor. Later, the imperial court encouraged the breeding of poultry and livestock, so he paid a very low price. I went down the mountain behind my house and used it to raise chickens. I was worried that I would not be able to sell them. I didn’t expect more and more people to eat chicken in the past two years, and the business was getting better and better. The supply is in short supply. I only saved money at the beginning of this year to build this spacious and bright tile-roofed house. Now these days are getting more and more prosperous.

The coachman is an elderly person who likes to do some family stuff. As he talks, he asks him if he has a wife. Yang Jiabao is a little embarrassed and authentic. Originally, his family was poor and no girl was willing to marry him. Now his life is better. , but it's very busy, and I haven't had time to think about it!

The coachman laughed at him, he had to hurry up, he had to give birth to a son to inherit such a big family business.

Yang Jiabao blushed and took everyone up the mountain to see their chicken farm. Ning Xi found out that Yang's chicken farm was actually very primitive and simple, and only a small piece of mountain was surrounded by bamboo fences. , the flocks are kept in them, except for feeding once a day, they are left to forage on their own during the rest of the time. These chickens are very wild, and when they find someone trying to catch them, they will "cluck" and fly to the ground. It went up the tree and ran very fast. It's really not easy to catch one!

In modern times, this is a real free-range chicken, with firm meat and delicious taste.

Suddenly a white shadow flew in front of her eyes, Ningxi was overjoyed, and asked Yang Jiabao: "Is that black chicken?"

Yang Jiabao said: "That chicken is a different breed, don't look at the white feathers, but the flesh and bones of the whole body are black, and it can't be sold in the market, but I think it is very good to drink stewed soup, so I kept it. A few of them ate at home."

"That's great. The purpose of my visit this time is to find black chickens. Well, after this time, you can help me raise more, and I will ask for as many as you have here."

Yang Jiabao's face showed a bit of embarrassment: "It's not difficult for us to raise chickens, but there are not many people who like to eat black chickens. How many can you really want?"