Grasp the farming script in the famous book
Chapter 32
Roland had inquired beforehand that Kent is very similar to Hertfordshire. They are both idyllic countryside with a similar climate and even flatter terrain than Hertfordshire. There are large tracts of farmland, even hills and woods. rare.
It is also a very suitable area for "farming".
Roland intends to introduce the breeding of "Meridon Three Yellow Chickens" in this area, and to use the hands of more farmers to promote this excellent chicken breed.
In this way, the reputation of the "Meryton Three Yellow Chickens" will be even louder; the sharecroppers in Longbourn can also sell the breeders they bred, so as to make a fortune.
But before that, Roland needs to let the residents of Kent understand the advantages of the "Three Yellow Chickens of Meryton".
Early the next morning, Roland confirmed to Maria whether the priest's cottage had its own chicken coop.The answer is really no.
It looks like Cousin Collins, while he loves gardening, isn't exactly a fan of turning gardening into productivity.It is really difficult for him to count on him to raise chickens.
Fortunately, Roland didn't take the "chicken" directly from London to the countryside. Instead, he sent the letter back to the "ingredient shop" after Hunsford found a farmer who could raise it for him, and let the "food shop" send it to the countryside. Ten "three yellow chickens" came over.
Five days later, the "Three Yellow Chickens" arrived--these were all tender broilers just grown up and ready to eat; the breeders were still at Longborn.
These three-yellow chickens are taken care of by the farmers, so Roland doesn't need to bother, she just needs to find an entry point and publicize this fine-bred chicken.
For this reason, Roland made a special trip to the weekend market in Hunsford.
Kent is close to the sea and has several important ports such as Dover, so there are far more imported goods in the market in Hunsford than in Meryton.
Roland actually found rice in this market—it was Si Miao rice of fairly good quality, and it smelled very fragrant.
In her joy, she bought all the rice and asked someone to send it to the priest's hut first.She herself wrote down the name and address of the import and export company that sold the rice so that she could buy it again in the future.
Back at the priest's hut, Maria was staring at the "ingredients" sent by her friend in a daze.
"Lydia, is this rice? I've seen it once or twice, but I've never made it myself."
The Collinses had no cook and servants of their own, and Maria had already learned how to cook from Mrs. Lucas—but she didn't know how to cook siamomi.
"It's simple... Mrs. Foden of Longbourne showed me a recipe, which tells me how to cook with chicken broth. Let's try it tomorrow."
Maria was relieved when she heard that: "Mrs. Foden, her recipe must be great!"
Roland couldn't help laughing: Longborn's cook has a good reputation, and that's why no one doubts it.
The next day, Maria and Roland asked the neighboring farmer for help, slaughtered a three-yellow chicken, borrowed a big pot, and brought it back to the kitchen of the priest's hut.
Maria lit a fire on the stove, and Roland put the whole three-yellow chicken into the pot to simmer. The chicken was cooked just right and then took it out to cool.The remaining chicken broth was filtered and clarified repeatedly—this time it was not used for drinking, but for cooking.
While cooking the rice with the chicken soup, Roland freed his hands to cut the completely cooled three-yellow chicken into pieces, and quickly sautéed ginger, minced garlic, and shallots in chicken oil until fragrant, added some condiments, and made a dipping sauce .
Before the pot of rice was cooked, Maria yelled, "It's so delicious".
Indeed, the strong aroma of chicken soup, mixed with the unique rice aroma of Si Miao Mi, has already filled the kitchen and overflowed from the doors and windows of this small kitchen.In addition, Roland sautéed shallots and minced garlic with chicken oil until fragrant, and the aroma was too overbearing.
"Mrs. Collins, dear—"
Roland was busy in the kitchen with Maria when Mr. Collins rushed in suddenly.
He ignored the smell coming from the kitchen, rushed in and pulled Maria out of the kitchen.
"Take off your apron and straighten your clothes—oh, you smell like firewood—"
Mr. Collins completely ignored his wife's labor.
This made Roland want to slap someone when he opened his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Collins said "so and so" to Maria and is now at the gate.
Maria also panicked, hurriedly took off her apron, straightened her dress quickly, and was about to go out with her husband.
Before she left, she only had time to give her friend a "sorry" look.
Fortunately, the rice is almost cooked.Roland could handle it without Maria's help.
She took the big pot of chicken rice off the stove by herself and put the sauce in a small dish.
At this time, Elizabeth came to help and told Roland the news: "It is said that it is Miss De Boer of Rosings. Her carriage is at the door. Not only Cousin Collins, but even Sir Lucas have gone out to pay their respects."
Roland thought to himself: No wonder.
Together with Elizabeth, she looked out of a small kitchen window and saw a low open carriage parked outside the door of the priest's cottage.A young lady and an elderly lady sat side by side in the car.
"That's Miss De Boer, and Mrs. Jenkins is accompanying her." Elizabeth came into the kitchen after making inquiries.
It is strange to say that Miss de Boer's carriage has been parked at the door of the priest's cottage, but has not left.
Roland suddenly had an idea: "Lizzie, do you think it's because this pot of chicken rice is so delicious that Miss De Boer has been staying so long?"
Elizabeth thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, and said, "I think it's very possible."
The two sisters continued to observe through the kitchen window, and Roland said to himself: "Miss De Boer looks so thin, and her complexion is not very good. I really don't understand why she was sitting in the open carriage and stayed outdoors for so long." Long."
"Lizzie, tell me, is there any way we can invite Miss de Boer into the house and treat her to something to eat?"
Roland looked back at the big pot of delicious chicken rice that had just been cooked.
Elizabeth thought for a while and said, "Leave it to me!"
As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and walked out of the kitchen.I don't know how she arranged it. After about 10 minutes, there was movement outside.
Mr. Collins welcomed Miss de Boer into the priest's cottage as if he had welcomed the Queen Mother of England.
Maria, on the other hand, followed Miss de Boer with a low eyebrow, went straight into the house, and turned into the kitchen after turning a corner, followed by Elizabeth.
In the kitchen, Maria wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "It's... what a great honor! I actually persuaded Miss De Boer to come in and sit down."
Roland stuck out his tongue secretly: This is going to be in the 22nd century, where people are equal in status, and this kind of thing will never happen.
But now, the Collinses, and Sir Lucas, seemed to think it was normal.
"Lydia, is the rice you cook suitable for Miss De Boer to taste?" Maria asked extremely awkwardly.
"I don't know much about the relationship between the family and Rosings, so I can't judge for you." Roland said truthfully.
"But Miss De Boer...she looks so thin, and her face is so pale, she really should eat more to replenish her energy and blood!"
This is also Roland's sincere words: Miss De Boer really looks too weak.After staying outside for a long time in such weather, Roland guessed that she must be feeling uncomfortable.
Or maybe the incomparable aroma of the three yellow chickens had aroused her hunger—in short, Miss De Boer needed something to eat.
Roland has already prepared for Maria:
On a snow-white disc decorated with a few fresh lettuce leaves, there is a bowl of rice. The rice is golden in color and is cooked with chicken soup.
Chicken cut into pieces was neatly piled up beside the rice—Roland knew well that these descendants of nobles were giant babies who couldn't debone themselves, so he specially picked up deboned chicken and placed it next to the rice.
Finally, a small saucer was placed on the disc, which contained Roland's specially made dipping sauce.In fact, the dipping sauce is even more flavorful than chicken rice.
But Maria was still very nervous, her face was pale, and the hand holding the tray was trembling. Roland could hear the light bump between the plate and the saucer, making a "ding ding ding" sound.
"Maria, don't worry, I originally planned to make this for ourselves, it must taste good."
Maria was relieved when she heard Roland say that.
"Also, you have put in your hard work and sincerity, even Miss De Boer has no reason to ignore your efforts."
Maria continued to nod after hearing this, her face became a little more bloody, and she nodded more firmly.
"Go," Roland instructed with a smile, "If Miss De Boer asks, you can say that this is called Three Yellow Chicken Rice. It is made according to a recipe from the south, and it is especially beneficial for people who have been infirm for many years."
Miss De Boer is so thin and weak, she really needs to take some good supplements - medicine supplements are not as good as food supplements, this principle is the same in ancient and modern times, no matter which plane.
Maria said "hmm" and left.
Roland himself was also hungry, scooped up a plate of chicken rice, carried a few pieces of chicken, leaned against the stove and tasted it by himself——
perfect!
This is the famous Hainanese chicken rice. The rice is cooked with chicken broth, and every grain of rice is infused with the aroma of chicken broth.After the chicken is cooled, the skin is smooth and the meat is tender. There is a layer of glistening glue between the skin and the meat.
The taste of eating chicken alone is a little bland, but as long as it is dipped in the dipping sauce prepared in advance, it will immediately become rich in taste, smooth and delicious.
Roland himself didn't expect that this chicken rice dish could be so successful - she obviously lacked a lot of spices and condiments, not even soy sauce.
But the perfect n3909 has this kind of ability. Even if it lacks this or that, with high-quality fine-bred chicken, the whole chicken rice is flawless and delicious.
Roland and Elizabeth did not intend to go out to meet the "noble gentleman", but stayed in the kitchen.
While doing nothing, Roland went to throw a large handful of rapeseed flowers picked from a nearby vegetable field into an iron pan for dry frying. While frying, a puddle of fresh and clear rapeseed oil was naturally fried in the pot. .
She uses these rapeseed oils to stir-fry chopped shallots. The dried shallots can be preserved for a long time, and they are good condiments sprinkled on dishes or salads.
The smell was so irresistible that even Sir Lucas came over once, wanting to see what "good stuff" was in the kitchen.
Finally, when Miss De Boer left, Maria returned to the kitchen with empty plates.
She was still trembling, and the plates and saucers were still bumping against each other lightly.
Elizabeth and Roland looked at each other, both worried and worried: don't go wrong.
Unexpectedly, Maria put down the plate and stepped forward to hug Roland:
"Oh, my friend, thanks to you—it never occurred to me that I could entertain Miss de Boer in my own home and treat her to dinner."
Roland hurriedly asked the other party's evaluation.
Maria shook her head: "No comment."
"No comments?"
Maria let out a "hmm", and seeing the surprised expressions on Roland and Elizabeth's faces, she suddenly smiled comfortably and said, "But Miss De Boer finished all the food that was served."
Roland immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Elizabeth laughed with a "puchi".
—This is probably the highest comment Miss De Boer can give on food.
Cousin Collins also walked into the kitchen when he was young, and greatly praised Miss De Boer's elegance, nobility and approachability. At the same time, like his wife, he felt in every possible way that he had the honor to serve such low-key and humble food. Such a distinguished lady.
"Dear cousin, I am 12 grateful to the two of you for coming to the humble house... If it weren't for the outstanding cooking skills of the two cousins, I would never have such an opportunity to entertain Miss De Boer..."
"However, my most ingenious cousin, I would like to ask..."
Mr. Collins said sheepishly, "Any more of that... diet that Miss de Boer condescends to eat?"
Roland smiled: Of course.
This time, everyone was happy. In the priest's hut, the host and the guests, who were mainly anti-customers, enjoyed delicious chicken rice together.
Sir Lucas was full of praise, and Cousin Collins forgot that "gluttony" is a sin early in the morning. Within three to five minutes, he went straight to the CD, and showed an expression that was still unsatisfactory.
"Dear Mrs. Collins, please be sure to arrange the recipe for this dish."
Cousin Collins reminded his wife: "Although Rosins's cook is a hundred times better than yours, your dish is also unique. I believe Mrs. de Boer will definitely consider borrowing a recipe from you."
Maria quickly looked at Roland: "Good Lydia, can I?"
Roland smiled: "Of course."
"However, I still want to remind my cousin that even if the family presented this 'Three Yellow Chicken Rice' recipe to Rossings, Miss De Boer might still come here from time to time to condescend to taste this dish."
Just getting the recipe is no use - the real secret to this dish lies in an ingredient unique in all of England, Meryton Three Yellow Chicken.
At present, there are only nine of this material left in the whole of Kent.
And this is exactly Roland's purpose: he is not afraid of ignorance, but he is afraid of comparing goods.Sooner or later the people of Kent will "learn" the difference.
The industry can be spawned if there is demand. A large estate like Rosings wants to buy Meryton three yellow chickens, and the corresponding breeding industry can gradually develop in Kent.
Cousin Collins probably thought that Roland was sincerely complimenting him and praised him for his good relationship with Rosings, his face seemed to bloom with joy.
The recipe for "Three Yellow Chicken Rice" was sent to Rosings the next day - it is said that Miss De Boer is not in good health and has a poor appetite.Yesterday in the priest's cottage, it was the first time she had a big appetite and ate a whole serving of chicken and rice.
Mrs. De Boer was in a good mood. After consulting the doctor, she confirmed that the chicken was indeed good for Miss De Boer. She immediately decided that Rosings would make this kind of food every now and then to nourish Miss De Boer's body.
After Roland heard about it, he counted down secretly in his heart: how many days will Mrs. de Boer come to the door in person to explore the mystery of this "three yellow chicken rice"?Three days, two days, one day...
To Roland's surprise, it wasn't Mrs. de Boere or her daughter who came to the door, but her nephew.
When Maria recognized the person, she was both surprised and delighted, and hurried to greet Roland and Elizabeth: "Eliza, Lydia, let's see which gentleman is here to visit you."
"Mr. Darcy?"
Elizabeth couldn't help but glance at her sister—Roland's earlier prophecy came true, and they really saw Mr. Darcy in Kent.
Roland smiled and thought to himself: There is neither Miss Bingley nor Mr. Wickham here... Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy should be able to get to know each other well and fall in love without being disturbed, right?
Mr. Darcy said with a wry smile: "Actually, today I was entrusted to ask Miss Lydia for help."
All eyes were on Roland immediately: What could make Mr. Darcy condescend to come to the priest's cottage to ask a girl like Lydia Bennett for help?
"Mr. Priest, Rosings asked for a recipe from the house two days ago." Mr. Darcy turned to Collins.
Cousin Collins squinted his eyes into a slit when he heard that the honorable Mr. Darcy was being so polite to him.
"My cousin once tasted this dish at the house the day before yesterday, and she never forgot it. My aunt loves her daughter very much, so she specially asked the house for the recipe."
"However, Rosings's chef made it according to the recipe, but my cousin always felt that it tasted different from what I ate at home."
Collins immediately looked back at his wife: "Oh, Mrs. Collins, is there anything missing from the recipe you gave Rosings?"
Surprised, Maria looked from Mr. Darcy to Roland.
Mr. Darcy quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, no, Mr. Priest, don't doubt your wife's recipe. My cousin also said that the recipe is exactly the same as the one she tasted, but it just... doesn't have the taste that the family has tasted. .”
"It reminds me of the old days, the same thing happened in Netherfield."
Roland was already laughing, and she remembered it too—Longbourne once had a signature dish, salt-baked chicken, and Fang Zi also gave it to Netherfield.
"The cook at Netherfield also claims to be very skilled. He once asked the cook at Longborn for a recipe."
"But, whatever Netherfield's kitchen tried, we didn't think it tasted like what we got in Longbourne—"
Mr. Darcy described Netherfield's past, and everyone else felt that it was exactly the same as the present situation.
So Darcy revealed the answer: "I finally found out that it was caused by different ingredients."
There is no high-quality Meryton three-yellow chicken. Even if you use exactly the same method and add exactly the same seasoning, the flavor will be very different, far inferior.
"Therefore, today I come to the house. In addition to sincerely inviting everyone to Rosings as guests, I also want to ask Miss Lydia Bennett to give some advice: Where can I find this Kent County, and I can serve dishes with Mr. Priest's house?" Comparable precious ingredients.”
Mr. Darcy solemnly invites and asks for advice.
It is also a very suitable area for "farming".
Roland intends to introduce the breeding of "Meridon Three Yellow Chickens" in this area, and to use the hands of more farmers to promote this excellent chicken breed.
In this way, the reputation of the "Meryton Three Yellow Chickens" will be even louder; the sharecroppers in Longbourn can also sell the breeders they bred, so as to make a fortune.
But before that, Roland needs to let the residents of Kent understand the advantages of the "Three Yellow Chickens of Meryton".
Early the next morning, Roland confirmed to Maria whether the priest's cottage had its own chicken coop.The answer is really no.
It looks like Cousin Collins, while he loves gardening, isn't exactly a fan of turning gardening into productivity.It is really difficult for him to count on him to raise chickens.
Fortunately, Roland didn't take the "chicken" directly from London to the countryside. Instead, he sent the letter back to the "ingredient shop" after Hunsford found a farmer who could raise it for him, and let the "food shop" send it to the countryside. Ten "three yellow chickens" came over.
Five days later, the "Three Yellow Chickens" arrived--these were all tender broilers just grown up and ready to eat; the breeders were still at Longborn.
These three-yellow chickens are taken care of by the farmers, so Roland doesn't need to bother, she just needs to find an entry point and publicize this fine-bred chicken.
For this reason, Roland made a special trip to the weekend market in Hunsford.
Kent is close to the sea and has several important ports such as Dover, so there are far more imported goods in the market in Hunsford than in Meryton.
Roland actually found rice in this market—it was Si Miao rice of fairly good quality, and it smelled very fragrant.
In her joy, she bought all the rice and asked someone to send it to the priest's hut first.She herself wrote down the name and address of the import and export company that sold the rice so that she could buy it again in the future.
Back at the priest's hut, Maria was staring at the "ingredients" sent by her friend in a daze.
"Lydia, is this rice? I've seen it once or twice, but I've never made it myself."
The Collinses had no cook and servants of their own, and Maria had already learned how to cook from Mrs. Lucas—but she didn't know how to cook siamomi.
"It's simple... Mrs. Foden of Longbourne showed me a recipe, which tells me how to cook with chicken broth. Let's try it tomorrow."
Maria was relieved when she heard that: "Mrs. Foden, her recipe must be great!"
Roland couldn't help laughing: Longborn's cook has a good reputation, and that's why no one doubts it.
The next day, Maria and Roland asked the neighboring farmer for help, slaughtered a three-yellow chicken, borrowed a big pot, and brought it back to the kitchen of the priest's hut.
Maria lit a fire on the stove, and Roland put the whole three-yellow chicken into the pot to simmer. The chicken was cooked just right and then took it out to cool.The remaining chicken broth was filtered and clarified repeatedly—this time it was not used for drinking, but for cooking.
While cooking the rice with the chicken soup, Roland freed his hands to cut the completely cooled three-yellow chicken into pieces, and quickly sautéed ginger, minced garlic, and shallots in chicken oil until fragrant, added some condiments, and made a dipping sauce .
Before the pot of rice was cooked, Maria yelled, "It's so delicious".
Indeed, the strong aroma of chicken soup, mixed with the unique rice aroma of Si Miao Mi, has already filled the kitchen and overflowed from the doors and windows of this small kitchen.In addition, Roland sautéed shallots and minced garlic with chicken oil until fragrant, and the aroma was too overbearing.
"Mrs. Collins, dear—"
Roland was busy in the kitchen with Maria when Mr. Collins rushed in suddenly.
He ignored the smell coming from the kitchen, rushed in and pulled Maria out of the kitchen.
"Take off your apron and straighten your clothes—oh, you smell like firewood—"
Mr. Collins completely ignored his wife's labor.
This made Roland want to slap someone when he opened his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Collins said "so and so" to Maria and is now at the gate.
Maria also panicked, hurriedly took off her apron, straightened her dress quickly, and was about to go out with her husband.
Before she left, she only had time to give her friend a "sorry" look.
Fortunately, the rice is almost cooked.Roland could handle it without Maria's help.
She took the big pot of chicken rice off the stove by herself and put the sauce in a small dish.
At this time, Elizabeth came to help and told Roland the news: "It is said that it is Miss De Boer of Rosings. Her carriage is at the door. Not only Cousin Collins, but even Sir Lucas have gone out to pay their respects."
Roland thought to himself: No wonder.
Together with Elizabeth, she looked out of a small kitchen window and saw a low open carriage parked outside the door of the priest's cottage.A young lady and an elderly lady sat side by side in the car.
"That's Miss De Boer, and Mrs. Jenkins is accompanying her." Elizabeth came into the kitchen after making inquiries.
It is strange to say that Miss de Boer's carriage has been parked at the door of the priest's cottage, but has not left.
Roland suddenly had an idea: "Lizzie, do you think it's because this pot of chicken rice is so delicious that Miss De Boer has been staying so long?"
Elizabeth thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, and said, "I think it's very possible."
The two sisters continued to observe through the kitchen window, and Roland said to himself: "Miss De Boer looks so thin, and her complexion is not very good. I really don't understand why she was sitting in the open carriage and stayed outdoors for so long." Long."
"Lizzie, tell me, is there any way we can invite Miss de Boer into the house and treat her to something to eat?"
Roland looked back at the big pot of delicious chicken rice that had just been cooked.
Elizabeth thought for a while and said, "Leave it to me!"
As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and walked out of the kitchen.I don't know how she arranged it. After about 10 minutes, there was movement outside.
Mr. Collins welcomed Miss de Boer into the priest's cottage as if he had welcomed the Queen Mother of England.
Maria, on the other hand, followed Miss de Boer with a low eyebrow, went straight into the house, and turned into the kitchen after turning a corner, followed by Elizabeth.
In the kitchen, Maria wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "It's... what a great honor! I actually persuaded Miss De Boer to come in and sit down."
Roland stuck out his tongue secretly: This is going to be in the 22nd century, where people are equal in status, and this kind of thing will never happen.
But now, the Collinses, and Sir Lucas, seemed to think it was normal.
"Lydia, is the rice you cook suitable for Miss De Boer to taste?" Maria asked extremely awkwardly.
"I don't know much about the relationship between the family and Rosings, so I can't judge for you." Roland said truthfully.
"But Miss De Boer...she looks so thin, and her face is so pale, she really should eat more to replenish her energy and blood!"
This is also Roland's sincere words: Miss De Boer really looks too weak.After staying outside for a long time in such weather, Roland guessed that she must be feeling uncomfortable.
Or maybe the incomparable aroma of the three yellow chickens had aroused her hunger—in short, Miss De Boer needed something to eat.
Roland has already prepared for Maria:
On a snow-white disc decorated with a few fresh lettuce leaves, there is a bowl of rice. The rice is golden in color and is cooked with chicken soup.
Chicken cut into pieces was neatly piled up beside the rice—Roland knew well that these descendants of nobles were giant babies who couldn't debone themselves, so he specially picked up deboned chicken and placed it next to the rice.
Finally, a small saucer was placed on the disc, which contained Roland's specially made dipping sauce.In fact, the dipping sauce is even more flavorful than chicken rice.
But Maria was still very nervous, her face was pale, and the hand holding the tray was trembling. Roland could hear the light bump between the plate and the saucer, making a "ding ding ding" sound.
"Maria, don't worry, I originally planned to make this for ourselves, it must taste good."
Maria was relieved when she heard Roland say that.
"Also, you have put in your hard work and sincerity, even Miss De Boer has no reason to ignore your efforts."
Maria continued to nod after hearing this, her face became a little more bloody, and she nodded more firmly.
"Go," Roland instructed with a smile, "If Miss De Boer asks, you can say that this is called Three Yellow Chicken Rice. It is made according to a recipe from the south, and it is especially beneficial for people who have been infirm for many years."
Miss De Boer is so thin and weak, she really needs to take some good supplements - medicine supplements are not as good as food supplements, this principle is the same in ancient and modern times, no matter which plane.
Maria said "hmm" and left.
Roland himself was also hungry, scooped up a plate of chicken rice, carried a few pieces of chicken, leaned against the stove and tasted it by himself——
perfect!
This is the famous Hainanese chicken rice. The rice is cooked with chicken broth, and every grain of rice is infused with the aroma of chicken broth.After the chicken is cooled, the skin is smooth and the meat is tender. There is a layer of glistening glue between the skin and the meat.
The taste of eating chicken alone is a little bland, but as long as it is dipped in the dipping sauce prepared in advance, it will immediately become rich in taste, smooth and delicious.
Roland himself didn't expect that this chicken rice dish could be so successful - she obviously lacked a lot of spices and condiments, not even soy sauce.
But the perfect n3909 has this kind of ability. Even if it lacks this or that, with high-quality fine-bred chicken, the whole chicken rice is flawless and delicious.
Roland and Elizabeth did not intend to go out to meet the "noble gentleman", but stayed in the kitchen.
While doing nothing, Roland went to throw a large handful of rapeseed flowers picked from a nearby vegetable field into an iron pan for dry frying. While frying, a puddle of fresh and clear rapeseed oil was naturally fried in the pot. .
She uses these rapeseed oils to stir-fry chopped shallots. The dried shallots can be preserved for a long time, and they are good condiments sprinkled on dishes or salads.
The smell was so irresistible that even Sir Lucas came over once, wanting to see what "good stuff" was in the kitchen.
Finally, when Miss De Boer left, Maria returned to the kitchen with empty plates.
She was still trembling, and the plates and saucers were still bumping against each other lightly.
Elizabeth and Roland looked at each other, both worried and worried: don't go wrong.
Unexpectedly, Maria put down the plate and stepped forward to hug Roland:
"Oh, my friend, thanks to you—it never occurred to me that I could entertain Miss de Boer in my own home and treat her to dinner."
Roland hurriedly asked the other party's evaluation.
Maria shook her head: "No comment."
"No comments?"
Maria let out a "hmm", and seeing the surprised expressions on Roland and Elizabeth's faces, she suddenly smiled comfortably and said, "But Miss De Boer finished all the food that was served."
Roland immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Elizabeth laughed with a "puchi".
—This is probably the highest comment Miss De Boer can give on food.
Cousin Collins also walked into the kitchen when he was young, and greatly praised Miss De Boer's elegance, nobility and approachability. At the same time, like his wife, he felt in every possible way that he had the honor to serve such low-key and humble food. Such a distinguished lady.
"Dear cousin, I am 12 grateful to the two of you for coming to the humble house... If it weren't for the outstanding cooking skills of the two cousins, I would never have such an opportunity to entertain Miss De Boer..."
"However, my most ingenious cousin, I would like to ask..."
Mr. Collins said sheepishly, "Any more of that... diet that Miss de Boer condescends to eat?"
Roland smiled: Of course.
This time, everyone was happy. In the priest's hut, the host and the guests, who were mainly anti-customers, enjoyed delicious chicken rice together.
Sir Lucas was full of praise, and Cousin Collins forgot that "gluttony" is a sin early in the morning. Within three to five minutes, he went straight to the CD, and showed an expression that was still unsatisfactory.
"Dear Mrs. Collins, please be sure to arrange the recipe for this dish."
Cousin Collins reminded his wife: "Although Rosins's cook is a hundred times better than yours, your dish is also unique. I believe Mrs. de Boer will definitely consider borrowing a recipe from you."
Maria quickly looked at Roland: "Good Lydia, can I?"
Roland smiled: "Of course."
"However, I still want to remind my cousin that even if the family presented this 'Three Yellow Chicken Rice' recipe to Rossings, Miss De Boer might still come here from time to time to condescend to taste this dish."
Just getting the recipe is no use - the real secret to this dish lies in an ingredient unique in all of England, Meryton Three Yellow Chicken.
At present, there are only nine of this material left in the whole of Kent.
And this is exactly Roland's purpose: he is not afraid of ignorance, but he is afraid of comparing goods.Sooner or later the people of Kent will "learn" the difference.
The industry can be spawned if there is demand. A large estate like Rosings wants to buy Meryton three yellow chickens, and the corresponding breeding industry can gradually develop in Kent.
Cousin Collins probably thought that Roland was sincerely complimenting him and praised him for his good relationship with Rosings, his face seemed to bloom with joy.
The recipe for "Three Yellow Chicken Rice" was sent to Rosings the next day - it is said that Miss De Boer is not in good health and has a poor appetite.Yesterday in the priest's cottage, it was the first time she had a big appetite and ate a whole serving of chicken and rice.
Mrs. De Boer was in a good mood. After consulting the doctor, she confirmed that the chicken was indeed good for Miss De Boer. She immediately decided that Rosings would make this kind of food every now and then to nourish Miss De Boer's body.
After Roland heard about it, he counted down secretly in his heart: how many days will Mrs. de Boer come to the door in person to explore the mystery of this "three yellow chicken rice"?Three days, two days, one day...
To Roland's surprise, it wasn't Mrs. de Boere or her daughter who came to the door, but her nephew.
When Maria recognized the person, she was both surprised and delighted, and hurried to greet Roland and Elizabeth: "Eliza, Lydia, let's see which gentleman is here to visit you."
"Mr. Darcy?"
Elizabeth couldn't help but glance at her sister—Roland's earlier prophecy came true, and they really saw Mr. Darcy in Kent.
Roland smiled and thought to himself: There is neither Miss Bingley nor Mr. Wickham here... Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy should be able to get to know each other well and fall in love without being disturbed, right?
Mr. Darcy said with a wry smile: "Actually, today I was entrusted to ask Miss Lydia for help."
All eyes were on Roland immediately: What could make Mr. Darcy condescend to come to the priest's cottage to ask a girl like Lydia Bennett for help?
"Mr. Priest, Rosings asked for a recipe from the house two days ago." Mr. Darcy turned to Collins.
Cousin Collins squinted his eyes into a slit when he heard that the honorable Mr. Darcy was being so polite to him.
"My cousin once tasted this dish at the house the day before yesterday, and she never forgot it. My aunt loves her daughter very much, so she specially asked the house for the recipe."
"However, Rosings's chef made it according to the recipe, but my cousin always felt that it tasted different from what I ate at home."
Collins immediately looked back at his wife: "Oh, Mrs. Collins, is there anything missing from the recipe you gave Rosings?"
Surprised, Maria looked from Mr. Darcy to Roland.
Mr. Darcy quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, no, Mr. Priest, don't doubt your wife's recipe. My cousin also said that the recipe is exactly the same as the one she tasted, but it just... doesn't have the taste that the family has tasted. .”
"It reminds me of the old days, the same thing happened in Netherfield."
Roland was already laughing, and she remembered it too—Longbourne once had a signature dish, salt-baked chicken, and Fang Zi also gave it to Netherfield.
"The cook at Netherfield also claims to be very skilled. He once asked the cook at Longborn for a recipe."
"But, whatever Netherfield's kitchen tried, we didn't think it tasted like what we got in Longbourne—"
Mr. Darcy described Netherfield's past, and everyone else felt that it was exactly the same as the present situation.
So Darcy revealed the answer: "I finally found out that it was caused by different ingredients."
There is no high-quality Meryton three-yellow chicken. Even if you use exactly the same method and add exactly the same seasoning, the flavor will be very different, far inferior.
"Therefore, today I come to the house. In addition to sincerely inviting everyone to Rosings as guests, I also want to ask Miss Lydia Bennett to give some advice: Where can I find this Kent County, and I can serve dishes with Mr. Priest's house?" Comparable precious ingredients.”
Mr. Darcy solemnly invites and asks for advice.
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