A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

Gu Zhou wanted to help but Shen Wu always urged him to taste the cakes she made. Although they were delicious, he would rather eat them together later.

Putting down his chopsticks, he said, "No need, I've already tasted four pieces. If I try more, will there be enough food on the table? Is there anything I can help you with? I'll help you."

Shen Wu still had a base of batter, so after thinking about it, he asked him to help coat the chicken with another layer of flour.

Since Gu Zhou didn't know how to make it, Shen Wu quickly went over to show him how to make it and then went back to the pan to look at the pancakes.

Gu Zhou was very smart. He learned it after watching it once. While Shen Wu was busy preparing the last bit of batter, he coated the chicken again.

Shen Wu had spread all the batter and even cleaned the pot and cooked it again.

Gu Zhou was a little overwhelmed after finishing it as there was too much flour on his hands.

Shen Wu turned around and saw him staring at his hands in a daze, so he said: "Don't waste that little bit of flour, just wash it off, you won't need it anymore."

It’s not that Shen Wu was wasting it, he just couldn’t use it. The places with more flour were mainly on his five fingers. It would be useless even if he took it off and fried it into crispy crisps.

I don’t have a colander at home, so I can’t scoop it out. After a long time, it will become mushy and remain in the oil, and the whole oil will be unusable.

Gu Zhou stared at his fingers in a daze, and asked unconsciously: "Do you guys throw away everything like this?"

Shen Wu was a little confused as she was boiling the oil. She licked her lips and explained to Gu Zhou, "We do do this over there, but... well, we can fry these if we leave them, but I don't have a colander at home, so I can't scoop them out. I'm afraid that if I fry too much oil at the bottom of the pan, it will become burnt, and then the oil used for frying will be unusable."

Gu Zhou understood what she said: "I'm going to wash my hands."

Shen Wu felt a little uncomfortable. It was indeed a bit uncomfortable for him to see his modern lifestyle.

His words reminded Shen Wu of his own poor family many years ago. At that time, they would not throw away flour that fell on the ground. They would sweep it up and feed it to the chickens or pigs.

Now I have a bad habit of wasting money.

Gu Zhou came back soon, no longer acting weird, back to normal. He looked at Shen Wu and saw that his hair was a little sore from using so much oil: "So... so much oil, what are you going to do?"

Shen Wu coughed a few times and said embarrassedly: "Prepare to fry the chicken that you just coated with flour."

"Can it be eaten like this? Will it be undercooked? The oil--" Gu Zhou didn't dare to ask at the end.

Shen Wu immediately explained: "It's edible. First fry the meat slowly over low heat until it's thoroughly fried, then increase the oil temperature and put it back in the pan to cook it again. Moreover, this oil can be reused for frying and deep-frying. It's not a disposable item."

Gu Zhou felt relieved when he learned that he could use it a second time.

Shen Wu tried it at a place not too high above the oil, and could already feel the heat, so he just needed to go down.

Gu Zhou was startled when he saw her reaching out her hand. He almost went over to grab her arm, but he was relieved when he saw that she didn't reach into the frying pan: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Isn't it hot?"

Shen Wu realized that Gu Zhou had never seen such a sudden change of her attitude before, so she asked him to help bring the meat over first and it would not be too late to explain later: "Help me bring the meat first and I'll tell you this."

Gu Zhou brought the meat over, Shen Wu took it and asked him to stand further away to be careful of oil splashing. Then he used a pair of water-free and oil-free chopsticks to pick up the meat and put it into the pot one by one.

The oil temperature was just right. Small bubbles formed immediately after the meat was put in. The sizzling sound mixed with Shen Wu's voice echoed in the kitchen: "I just did that to test the oil temperature. This is what my grandma taught me. Put your hand some distance away from the oil surface. If the heat steams your hand, it means the oil is suitable for cooking."

Gu Zhou's attention was all on the meat tumbling in the pan. He said, "I thought you were going to reach in."

Shen Wu turned the meat over and smiled, "It's okay, I have a plan."

Shen Wu didn't put much oil, about one and a half bowls. Because the bottom of the pot was concave, the oil seemed to be boiling in a bowl, so the amount of oil she put in seemed a bit too much.

After waiting for a while, Shen Wu picked up a piece, looked at the color and showed it to Gu Zhou: "You see, this yellow color is good. I'll pick them all out later, then increase the oil temperature and put them back into the pan."

Shen Wu had already prepared a waterless bowl as a standby, and quickly scooped it out and put it in the bowl, waiting for the oil temperature to rise.

Within a minute, the oil and gas came up again. Shen Wu put his hand on it again to try and found that the temperature was higher than before, so he quickly poured it in.

The oil temperature was already high when the chicken was put into the wok, and it was like an explosion. Although Shen Wu was prepared, he was still splashed with oil.

"Hiss" Shen Wu covered the burned area and grimaced. Although his body was not delicate, the oil still burned it red.

Gu Zhou rushed forward the moment she got scalded, but he didn't expect to be called over again by her.

"Don't get close to the hot oil pan"

Shen Wu waited for about ten seconds, then quickly took the chicken out of the pot. She didn't even drain the oil and put it into the bowl as quickly as possible.

Gu Zhou watched from the side and wanted to help but couldn't do anything, so he could only worry.

Since Shen Wu was quick and didn't drain the oil, she quickly took the chicken out of the pot. She picked up the last piece and looked at the color. It was a little darker than expected, but it was no big problem.

She put the bowl down on the chopping board, turned down the heat in the pan, and told Gu Zhou not to worry about it and to wait until the temperature dropped before she could deal with it.

Then take a clean bowl and place it upside down on the fried chicken bowl, and clean the oil in the bowl along the edge of the pan.

It doesn't look like much, but in fact, quite a lot was produced. Fortunately, there was not much moisture in the covered bowl, so the oil pan only sizzled a few times and then there was no more movement.

"Can you please ladle the soup into the big bowl we usually use at home and bring it over? I'll take the chicken and the pancakes."

After Shen Wu finished speaking, she quickly took the bowls and walked towards the main room. It wasn't that she was anxious, but the two bowls were really too hot, and her fingertips were swollen and painful from the burn.

Gu Zhou was finally able to help a little and quickly put all the rice soup into the basin.

Shen Wu pinched his earlobe and waited for the temperature of his fingertips to subside. When he felt that it was not so painful anymore, he returned to the kitchen to get the dishes.

The two happened to meet on the road.

Shen Wu took the bowl back to the main room and placed it there, and then Gu Wei came out from the inner room.

“What a nice smell!! I’ve smelled it a while ago!! I’ve always wanted to eat early”, and as she said this her stomach growled in response.

Shen Wu asked her to sit down and eat quickly, but said embarrassedly: "I forgot. I was only thinking about how to cook and forgot you were still hungry."

Gu Zhou interrupted her and said, "My younger sister ate some with me at my aunt's place."

Gu Wei looked at the fragrant food on the table and said to Gu Zhou angrily: "My aunt insisted that I eat it, and I refused, but she still let me ate a little. However, I told my aunt that Jiang Yu would make more delicious food tonight, so I didn't eat that much."

Shen Wu felt a little helpless towards his younger sister. He was afraid that she would feel full again after hearing that she had already eaten.

This child eats more even when she is full, and feels uncomfortable when she is too full. I don’t know what to say to her.

Gu Zhou took the spoon and scooped a bowl of soup for Shen Wu before getting another bowl for himself.

Shen Wu saw him weighing it for herself and kept saying no, but she still didn't stop him. After she finished speaking, she handed her hand over and the soup was ready.