The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 118: The sister of childhood friend in the novel (22)

"Then do you want to stay for dinner?" Su Xiangran invited Wang Xiangbei.

Because it was close to evening and Wang Xiangbei was standing against the light, Su Xiangran only saw him nod, but did not see the fleeting smile that appeared on his usually cold face.

Su Xiangran and Wang Xiangbei came to the kitchen together, and she started to boil water to prepare to pluck the chicken feathers.

Wang Xiangbei helped her to light the fire. Now the kitchen had been renovated several times by Su's father Su Guoan, and there were already two stoves. In order to make it easier to boil water, Su Guoan even left a stove eye specifically for boiling water.

Because the opening is small, you can put a clay pot for boiling water or a clay pot for cooking snacks.

Sometimes Su Xiangran would use this small stove to cook some porridge or vegetable congee as a snack for her family, and the other two large stoves were rarely used.

But since this was just for cooking, we used a large stove to boil water this time.

Wang Xiangbei never let Su Xiangran do the job of plucking chicken feathers. After making a fire, he took her place and started cooking the pheasant.

No one likes to do this kind of dirty and tiring work. Now that someone can do the work for her, Su Xiangran is happy to have some free time.

She just stood aside and watched him busying himself there. It's amazing that although Wang Xiangbei looked quite rough, he was actually very meticulous when doing his work.

Wang Xiangbei first carefully plucked out a few beautiful long feathers from the pheasant's tail.

Then soak the slaughtered chicken in the pot of boiling water and wait for a while.

Hot water softens the hair, making it easier to remove.

This process requires ensuring that the chicken is immersed in hot water, but you also need to be careful not to make the water too hot, and the immersion time must be controlled well so as not to affect the quality of the chicken.

Wang Xiangbei plucked most of the chicken feathers by using boiling water, but he still felt it was not enough.

He poured the water used to burn the pheasant's feathers outside the house, and then began to heat the empty pot. He rubbed the pheasant back and forth on the iron pot several times.

He then used the small knife he carried with him to carefully scrape off the remaining fluff that had become hard from being scalded in the iron pan before giving the chicken to Su Xiangran.

"Wang Xiangbei, you are very good!" Su Xiangran did not hesitate to praise Wang Xiangbei for his attentiveness.

Wang Xiangbei just said "hmm" lightly, and went out with the long tail feathers he had just plucked, so Su Xiangran missed the blush on his face again.

Su Xiangran first cuts the whole chicken into pieces, then blanchs it in water and washes off the blood foam according to the usual steps.

People at this time like oily food, not only for the sake of filling themselves up but also because it smells good.

Su Xiangran was well aware of this, so she lit a pan with oil and stir-fried ginger slices or wine for a few times until the aroma came out. Then she took out the clay pot that she had prepared long ago, put more than half of the chicken in it, and prepared to make chicken soup.

In fact, this pheasant is not light in the hand, but there is not much meat on it. It was hungry for a long time just after winter, and only the bones were left.

Making soup is the best choice, but although chicken soup tastes good, it can’t satisfy your craving. Su Xiangran decided to make a small half of the chicken into braised chicken cubes.

But where did she get the soy sauce from? She could only use the soybean paste she and her neighbor had exchanged before to make the basic version of braised chicken nuggets.

It is March now, and it is also the time when wild vegetables are harvested, but most of them are just tender sprouts, so Su Xiangran does not have much in stock.

However, some time ago, when Su Xingchen followed the supply team down the mountain, he brought some dried mushrooms home, which are now useful.

Su Xiangran sprinkled soaked dried shiitake mushrooms into the chicken soup.

The braised chicken nuggets are accompanied by potatoes, which are available in their family all year round.

Su Xiangran also blanched the wild vegetables at home in water and then mixed them with the sauce she made herself.

This way of eating is rare here. Most people like to eat it raw with soybean paste, but Su Xiangran doesn't like it.

Li Na thought this was quite troublesome at first, but after eating it a few times, she found that it tasted good. Also, no matter how troublesome it was, she didn’t have to do it herself, so she got used to it.

The staple food was the sorghum rice cooked by Su Xiangran last.

When Su Xiangran came out of the kitchen, Li Na and Su Guoan had not returned yet, but Wang Xiangbei was still fiddling with the chicken feathers in his hand.