Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

“The essence of Maocai lies in its soup base and red oil!”

Xia Zhihui picked up the big iron pot and put it on the stove, swearing like a king returning.

A spicy and fragrant base soup can turn all ingredients into their own use and become the most instinctive delicacy.

And this base soup needs to be cooked immediately.

Otherwise, we won't be able to catch up with Hook and the others after school.

So Xia Zhihui didn't go back to the second floor of the Children's Commune to take a look, and directly started operating in the backstage of the cafeteria.

Take out a few large bones, clean them, add green onion, ginger and other ingredients to remove the smell, add water to cover the bones, use a large bucket, turn on high heat, bring the soup to a boil, then turn to medium to low heat and simmer slowly for forty minutes.

Then take out another pot, add Belloberg sausage and a prepared chicken, bring it to a boil over high heat, then turn to medium to low heat and simmer slowly.

While the soup is cooking, take up the third pot and make the chili oil.

Pour oil into the bottom of the pot. After the oil temperature reaches 130 degrees, add the shallots, green onions, and three green onions until fragrant.

The sizzling sound of oil simmering suddenly sounded.

The green onions, which were originally emerald green and jade white, quickly changed color.

After frying until brown, take it out with a colander.

Next, add the ginger and garlic slices, fry them slightly until they change color, then add a spoonful of bean paste and chili sauce, and turn down the heat.

Xia Zhihui skillfully pushed the bottom of the pot with an iron spoon to prevent the seasonings from sticking to the pot.

The two curious babies, March Qi and Xing, who had already smelled the aroma outside, couldn't bear it anymore and secretly sneaked into the kitchen.

Of course Xia Zhihui would not be polite and directly chose to capture the young man.

"Come on, March, push the spoon, keep leaning on the bottom edge and push it slowly to prevent the various seasonings from boiling and burning. When the time comes, they will stick to the bottom of the pot and turn black and bitter. This pot of chili oil will be all It doesn’t taste good.”

March 7 ran out decisively, leaving Xing alone and forced to work.

Xing looked bitterly at the fragrant and spicy frying pan but couldn't eat anything, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all.

Naturally, Xia Zhihui would not be idle. He processed the ingredients prepared by the train crew this afternoon again, slicing what should be sliced, and cutting into strips what should be, all in order to make them more delicious.

Not long after, March 7 came back with Xier and Jizi.

At this moment, she had changed her clothes again and was holding a bag in her hand.

Her clothes looked a bit familiar to Xia Zhihui.

"Isn't this... isn't this Xi'er's old clothes?"

Since March Qi and Xi'er were actually about the same height and figure, this old dress fit her surprisingly well.

But this was the overalls that Xi'er would wear when going to large mining areas when she first joined the Earth Fire. There were many patches and sewing areas on it.

March 7 put her hands on her hips proudly.

"Yes!"

"I was worried that when I boiled the oil, I would spill the oil on my new clothes, so I specifically asked Xier if she had any old clothes to lend me."

"In the end, Xi'er dug out this set of clothes and said that she hadn't worn them for a long time. With her current skills, she probably won't wear them in the future."

"It didn't hurt even if I got splashed with oil, so I just wore it!"

Xia Zhihui nodded and said with a strange air.

"Ha, you are such a clever little kid!"

Xing looked at March Qi with a resentful look.

"So you're not worried about me getting splashed with oil?"

March 7 hit his head with his fist and stuck out his tongue.

"Oops, I forgot!"

Xia Zhihui, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, couldn't help but said angrily.

"Can you two just trust my cooking skills?"

"Isn't it just boiling chili oil? With such a small fire, the oil bubbles are less than two centimeters in size when picked up. The oil is still so thick, how can it splash the oil stars!"

March 7 hit his head again.

"Even if there is no oil star, there will still be the smell of oil smoke. I have new clothes!"

Xia Zhihui rolled his eyes and said no more.

March 7 seemed to have won a great victory. He took the iron spoon handed over by Xing with his head held high and began to slowly push the ingredients.

Not long after, small bubbles kept popping up in the oil pan, and the originally clear oil gradually turned into a turbid, dark red color.

Although Xia Zhihui was handling other ingredients, he kept paying attention to the oil pan.

"Okay, your mission is over, leave it to me."

"You guys go on chopping vegetables."

March 7 held his head in despair with his arms.

"Ah! I shouldn't have been attracted by the scent!"

"Almighty Teacher Dan Heng, come in and help!"

Dan Heng accepted the invitation and pushed a brand-new machine into the backstage of the kitchen.

There is an entrance to this machine, and the side door is empty and large enough to fit an iron basin in.

he introduced.

"This is a vegetable cutter made by Ji Zi. It is made of food-grade metal and is guaranteed to be clean. Xia Zhihui's processing method has just been recorded outside. You can try it out in March."

March Qi happily walked towards the pile of ingredients to be processed with the beating machine in her arms, followed by Xing.

Dan Heng turned around and went out.

Xi'er, on the other hand, stood behind Xia Zhihui, standing on tiptoes and watching him making chili oil from his shoulders.

At this moment, the heat has reached. Xia Zhihui scooped up a spoonful of fermented black beans and threw it into the oil pan. Then he grabbed a handful of rock sugar and put it in. Finally, he slowly poured in the chili noodles that Xi'er bought this morning. Stir the pot slowly.

Xia Zhihui asked curiously as he felt the heat of Xi'er's breath on his shoulders.

"You knew I was going to make maocai this morning, so you bought the hammer chili powder?"

"I heard from Nat that you also bought all the salamander meat from him?"

Xier rested her chin directly on his shoulder.

"I didn't expect that. The canteen was about to run out of the Hammer Chili Noodles, so I bought it."

"However, we have really sold out all the meat from the cave salamander. I was thinking about the roasted cave salamander you made last time, but I forgot how to make it after I bought it, so I asked Aunt Jillian to teach me how to make the grilled cave salamander."

"Have I ever eaten this maocai before?"

As they talked, their bodies got closer and closer.

Feeling Xia Zhihui's strong back, Xi'er thought for a moment, hugged him from behind, and pressed her face against his shoulder.

The sudden soft and hot body made Xia Zhihui stiffen, but he quickly adapted and felt the beauty of his back.

"Maocai...it seems to have been eaten before."

"We had just arrived from Rivet Town at that time, and Nata was still setting up a clinic."

"I had just met Sangbo at that time. After cheating him, I used earth marrow to bring back a lot of ingredients from the upper area."

"I didn't even have a pot at the time, so I cooked a pot of it randomly in a clay pot, and it all tasted delicious."

"It's cooked in a clay pot and can't be eaten as quickly as we do, remember?"

Xi'er only felt extra safe as she listened to his memories.

Of course I remember that when I came out of Rivet Town, I had not eaten a single meal and my eyes were so hungry that my eyes shone.

I finally had a delicious meal, how could I not remember it?

She hugged him a little tighter.

Gillian sitting on the small stool next to her seemed to be a deaf-mute, staring at the oven intently.

But when March Qi, who was still happy with the vegetable cutter, suddenly turned his head to look at the two of them, he suddenly felt like a dog.