Volume 1 Farmer's Joy 052 Scallion Flower Pancake

  Liu's mother listened with suspicion, "Miss, when did you learn to see a doctor? How come I didn't know?" Fu Qiulian was not annoyed by her suspicion, but smiled and said, "You, after a while, I'll go to Father's study room to write a prescription. Let someone prepare the medicine for you to take for three to five days. Then, I'll give you another prescription to eat a few more doses to solidify your foundation. By then, you will definitely be fine."

  "Hehe, thank you so much, miss." Liu's mother didn't mean what she said, although it wasn't all pretence, but rather very suspicious. This illness of hers, how many doctors had she seen over the years, and how much medicine had she taken, yet there was no improvement. Could her own young mistress just take a few glances, feel her pulse, write out a prescription and cure her completely?

  And when did you learn how to diagnose illnesses?

  She was secretly suspicious, but Liu's mother just nodded and said, "That old slave should thank you, miss. You just write the prescription, I'll go get the medicine myself." She thought to herself that she would just take the prescription, but not get the medicine, or at least not for now, and wait until she had asked a familiar doctor to take a look before doing anything.

  Fu Qiu Lian had been a doctor for most of her life, and she was quite perceptive. With just one glance, she guessed what Liu Mama was thinking, but didn't say anything, only smiled and stood up, saying "Let's go to the kitchen and take a look, it's almost lunchtime, see if there's anything delicious."

  "Miss, slow down, I'll support you."

  The kitchen of the Fu family was very large, with three people busy inside. When they saw Fu Qiulian coming over, they all stopped what they were doing and came forward to pay their respects, "We've seen the eldest young lady."

  "You all mind your own business, I'll just take a walk around." But how could the people in the kitchen really not care about her? Wherever she went, they would rush to clear the way ahead of time, and Liu Mama would follow behind, afraid that she might bump into something.

  "Madam Wang, what are we having for lunch?" The people in the kitchen had almost all seen Fú Qiūlián grow up, so they didn't have too much reverence for their own young mistress. When they heard Fú Qiūlián ask a question, Wáng Pózi, who was chopping vegetables, looked up and smiled, "The sugar vinegar spare ribs that the young lady loves to eat, steamed fish, garlic sprouts with beans, stir-fried waist flowers..." She paused, put down the chopped vegetables in her hand, washed them clean in two basins of water, drained the water, and put them in a basket. Smiling, she said, "Does the young lady have anything else she'd like to eat? Tell old slave, and I'll go prepare it."

  "No need to add more, these are already very good." Just thinking of turning around and leaving, she suddenly thought that the pancakes eaten at Lian's house were all pan-fried, hard and hard, although the taste was extremely good, but eating too many without any change was very boring. She stopped in her tracks, thought for a moment, turned around to look at Wang Bazi, "Do you have white flour, Aunt Wang?"

  "Help me get some flour, then prepare five eggs, and bring a few small scallions, I have use for them." Wang Pozi was also clear about Fuchaunian's temperament, this was a little overlord in the Fuchaun family, who would not be advised, so he directly nodded and said, "Miss, please wait, I'll get it right away."

  Behind her, Liu's mother advised, "Miss, you're not alone now, can't afford to be reckless. This kitchen is heavily greasy, what if the young master gets affected? Whatever you want to do, just tell me and I'll make sure it's done to your satisfaction. Shall I escort you out first?"

  "Mom, I'm not made of paper, don't worry, I'm fine with her." Gently stroking her belly, Fu Qiu Lian's gaze swept over it. Everyone said it would be a boy, but to be honest, she secretly hoped for a girl - a soft and chubby little daughter who would snuggle up against her and nibble on her ear, just thinking about it made her heart feel bubbly with joy!

  "Miss, is this what you wanted? Is this enough?" A small bag of flour was directly picked up by Wang Pozi and brought over. Seeing this, Fu Qiu Lian couldn't help but smile, "Where can I get so much? Just give me a basin and scoop some out."

  Put the noodles in a bowl, beat five eggs, add oil and salt, then chop scallions into small pieces, add water and stir evenly. Fú Qiū Lián patted her waist and put down the chopsticks in her hand, "It's done."

  "What is this girl going to do?"

  "Jianbing." As soon as she mentioned jianbing, Fu Qiulian suddenly thought of a local snack from her past life - Jianbing Guozi!

  Or maybe next time we can try it out?

  She blinked, and with a smile, she looked at Wang's wife, "Aunt Wang, can you help me cook?" Wang's wife was also stirred up by Fú Qiūlián's interest, what's this about pan-frying? She had only heard of baking pancakes, where did this come from? Squatting by the stove, her hands and feet moved quickly as she started a fire. The oil in the pot heated up, and Fú Qiūlián held out a bowl to add ingredients, but Liu's mother refused stubbornly, "Miss, please don't get me into trouble. If Master finds out you're here doing these things, he and Master will fire me for sure. Just spare me..."

  "Mom, I'm just getting some food, it's nothing."

  "That won't do either." If hot oil splashed or sparks flew, the two normal masters at home would immediately become abnormal when it came to Fú Qiūlián's affairs. Thinking of this, Liu Mama was even more determined not to let Fú Qiūlián come into contact with the hot oil pot. "Miss, what do you want to do? Tell me, and I'll do it."

  Knowing that she couldn't persuade him no matter what, Fu Qiulian rubbed her brow and resignedly handed the bowl to Liu Mama, who was staring at her with a fierce gaze. "Mom, you're good at making pancakes," she said with a smile. "Take this batter and pour it into the oil pan, spread it out, flip it back and forth until both sides are golden yellow, then take it out of the pot."

  Firstly, the fire was not controlled well and the oil was too hot.

  The result was that as soon as it entered the pot, it became mushy.

  With the experience of the first one, both Liu Mama and Wang Baba had a bottom in their hearts. The fire under the stove was placed at its smallest, and Liu Mama quickly spread the batter evenly, thinly and smoothly, and with a light flick, she flipped the pancake to the other side.

  However, the pancake was still broken in the end. Liu Mama and Wang Baba were very disappointed and vowed to make a good one next time. Fu Qiu Lian comforted them with a smile, "Don't worry, you're already doing great now. Some people spend their whole lives making pancakes and still can't make a perfect circle."

  "Ah, really? Is there such a foolish person?" Of course it's fake, comforting you! Fu Qiulian secretly smiled to herself, took a piece of cake from the plate with a bamboo skewer and put it in her mouth, chewed twice and frowned, "Liu Mama, where is the salt?" It still needs to be added, not enough salt, and it won't taste fragrant when eaten.

  She called out to the few people in the kitchen to come and have some first, each person was forced by Fú Qiūlián to take a piece of cake, then scattered away after being glared at by Liú Māma. Liú Māma looked at Fú Qiūlián who was grinning foolishly and scolded her, "Miss only knows how to spoil them."

  "Wherever you go, it's all family, I also care about your mom." Fú Qiūlián's words warmed the hearts of Liú Māma and others, and they became even more diligent in their work. The pancakes were cooked well, and Fú Qiūlián directly divided them into two plates, one was sent to the hall, and the other was left for Liú Māma and a few others, "You keep these."

  "You can't afford to offend me——" Liu Mama and several others hurriedly pushed back, but were intercepted by Fu Qiulian's strong momentum. "You'd better think carefully, do you really want to provoke my anger?"

  "...got it", just this one sentence, made Fuyu Lian feel a bit guilty for winning so easily!

  At the dinner table, Mr. Fu looked at a plate of golden-yellow rice cakes and was very curious, "What is this? I've never seen it before?"

  Liu's mother happened to come in and heard this, haha laughed, "Old master, old master, young master, this is the girl who made it with her own hands, saying that she wants to give it to you three masters to taste."

  Old Master Fu's whiskers were trembling with excitement, was this something Lotus had made for him to eat? Indeed, it was as if the other two people mentioned by Liu Mama didn't exist, Old Master Fu ignored them and picked up a chopstick, took a bite, it was a bit hot, but he couldn't bear to spit it out, while savoring it, he asked Fu Qiu Lian, "What's this called?"

  "Dad, this is called a pancake. If you like it, I'll make it for you every day." Fu Qiulian smiled and thought for a moment, then picked up a piece of pancake with her chopsticks and put it in Fu Zhanqiang's bowl. She quickly picked up another piece and put it in Lian Qing's bowl, giving them both a curved smile. "Brother, husband, this is personally made by me, try some?"

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