Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Perhaps because practicing basic skills consumed all the physical energy, Zhao Xiaojing did not suffer from insomnia that night, but slept very well instead.

I got a message from Grandpa Wen early in the morning, saying that he and Grandma Fan had returned, and that he had also caught a six-pound silver carp, which looked very good and was obviously a wild fish.

While she was praising the fish, Old Mrs. Fan interrupted in the voice message, saying that the old man talked too much nonsense and asked Zhao Xiaojing when she could come over to play.

Mr. and Mrs. Wen always make people feel happy unconsciously. Zhao Xiaojing couldn't help laughing for a long time while listening to their voice.

After thinking about it, she replied by telling them her off-get off work time and asked the old couple when would be a suitable time to go over.

I packed up and went to work. When I entered the kitchen, Geng Mingyan was already working, but Hou Guihua had not come yet.

"Why did Sister Geng come here alone today? Aren't you with Sister Hou?"

"You bitch! I waited for you for a long time and you came here without even telling me!"

As soon as Zhao Xiaojing finished asking, Hou Guihua followed her into the kitchen and started scolding Geng Mingyan as soon as she saw her.

"You stinky bitch, why are you still ignoring me? If you don't tell me everything today, I'll... what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

Zhao Xiaojing was laughing at the two elder sisters' good relationship and the fact that they kept scolding each other every day, when she heard Hou Guihua's tone suddenly change. Seeing this, she hurried over to take a look.

Geng Mingyan's eyes were red and puffy, and it was obvious that she had been crying.

"It's nothing, don't make a fuss, just get back to work." Geng Mingyan avoided Hou Guihua's questioning and forced a smile. She didn't stop making rice milk without delaying her work.

"Is it that bastard Zhou Mingliang who bullied you? I'll help you find him!" Hou Guihua wiped her sleeves and turned around to leave. Seeing this, Geng Mingyan quickly grabbed her.

"Guihua, I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'm still at work."

"If I don't take care of you, who will? Is it that bastard Zhou Mingliang? Don't be afraid, Lao Geng. I'll stand up for you. If the two of us can't kill him, we can!"

Hou Guihua was still furious and wanted to find Geng Mingyan's husband Zhou Mingliang who was working on the construction site.

"It's just a small matter! You don't know me yet. I'm just like this, narrow-minded and crybaby." Geng Mingyan held Hou Guihua tightly and stopped her from going.

"How come I don't know you? You are so soft-hearted and always get bullied by others just because you are a good person!"

"Osmanthus, it's really not..."

"What is that? Explain it to me clearly. Don't tell me that I'm not allowed to take care of you. You're confused again if I don't take care of you!" Hou Guihua put her hands on her hips, looking like she would not give up.

"…It's still about what happened before. We had an argument last night over a trivial matter. I brought up the past and he said I was bringing up old matters, so we had another argument over that matter. There's really nothing much to say." Geng Mingyan spoke weakly, and it was obvious that she couldn't muster the energy to speak.

"How dare he say you're bringing up old issues? He can't control the thing in his own crotch, so what right does he have to blame you! You too, why did you listen to him in the first place? If he wants to mess around outside, just let him die outside! You have such a big store and business is booming, what do you have..."

Hou Guihua kept talking about Geng Mingyan. After Zhao Xiaojing understood what was going on, she quietly stepped aside, took out the chopping board that Hou Guihua used to make dumplings, moved out the dough, and started rolling out the dough.

"Guihua, stop talking. Xiao Zhao is still young. How is she going to get married after all the talk you've been saying? Go roll out your dough. Xiao Zhao has already rolled it out for you."

Geng Mingyan, who was in a bad mood, kept working and noticed that Zhao Xiaojing was working for Hou Guihua. Hou Guihua, who was an outsider, was indignant and hurried over to make buns after Geng Mingyan reminded her.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Zhao. I was so angry and asked you to do it for me. I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay, Sister Hou. I have nothing to do, so I can practice. Sister Hou, this is really chivalrous."

"Hey, what chivalrous spirit? I'm just mad at you, Sister Geng, for not living up to your expectations!

You, you're not the kind of person who likes to find fault! You have such a good temper. If you really could get over it, why would you still quarrel over it after so long? You can't get over it, but you still want to live with him. Now you're living so twisted!"

As Hou Guihua was talking, she became angry again and turned to talk to Geng Mingyan, but Geng Mingyan said nothing.

"Your sister Geng is kind and a very nice person, but she is too soft-hearted. She always keeps the consequences to herself and doesn't like to talk to others. You see me being so anxious and impulsive, even more so than her. If I weren't like this, she would keep everything to herself! If I don't stand up for her, one day she would get upset and it would benefit others." Seeing Geng Mingyan didn't say anything, Hou Guihua turned around and explained to Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhao Xiaojing was overwhelmed by the depressed mood and looked back at Geng Mingyan, who was still working non-stop.

"Sister Hou, let me go help Sister Geng and let her rest for a while."

"Okay, okay, you go."

Zhao Xiaojing put down her face, wiped her hands and came to Geng Mingyan again.

"Sister Geng, you didn't sleep well last night. Let me do it. You take a rest."

As Zhao Xiaojing spoke, she took the knife from Geng Mingyan's hand and started cutting green onions and ginger.

"Hey, Xiao Zhao! This won't do. How can this be so embarrassing? You still want to learn how to make steamed buns from Lao Hou..."

"Xiao Zhao means well and cares about you. Look at your swollen eyes. Go sit down and rest for a while. You can watch them while they fry the dough balls and dough sticks!"

Hou Guihua and Zhao Xiaojing took turns persuading her, but Geng Mingyan had no time to refuse, nor did she go to rest. She just stood aside and watched Zhao Xiaojing's actions.

After cutting the green onion and ginger, Zhao Xiaojing added the chopped green onion and ginger into the rice paste. Recalling the steps that Geng Mingyan usually used to make dough balls, she began to season the rice paste, adding salt and pepper according to Geng Mingyan's usual amount, and then stirred it evenly.

"Guihua, you always say that I'm indecisive. Why don't you just get a divorce? Your husband Liu passed away early, and you don't have any children. Your situation is different from mine. You don't understand.

Apart from other things, he is the father of the child, and is very kind to the child. He only keeps a few hundred yuan for himself for living, and gives the bulk to me. He pays for the child's tutoring, consumption, food and clothing. The child depends on him and needs a father.

You may say that there are so many men in the world, and you can remarry. So does remarrying mean giving birth to another child for someone else, or expecting others to think your child is their own? "

Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was doing it smoothly and without any problems, Geng Mingyan paused for a moment and then spoke calmly to Hou Guihua.

"You always have a point! What you say is always nice to hear, so why are you crying today? If you really thought it through, why are you still arguing about the past? If Zhou Mingliang really did a good job and you felt he was impeccable, would you bring this up for no reason?"

Hou Guihua retorted like a string of cannonballs.

"Is there anyone in this world who is impeccable? You and I are not, so how can we ask others to be impeccable? I am just competing with myself. I am angry at myself for being so stubborn and opening a store in Hecheng. Why didn't I come here earlier so that we can work hard together..."

Zhao Xiaojing was hitting the long strips of noodles with chopsticks. When she heard Geng Mingyan's words, she paused.

She was like this in her previous life, too. She got divorced and her husband beat her. She always reflected on herself, repeatedly thinking back and regretting why she didn’t know how to read people’s faces and didn’t do well enough…

It seems that women always blame themselves when they play the role of victim...

"…So confused! This is his fault. He is shameless!"

When she came to her senses, Hou Guihua exploded again. Her loud voice frightened Zhao Xiaojing so much that her hand holding the chopsticks shook and the chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Are you okay, Xiao Zhao? I'm sorry...we had a bit of a fight."

Geng Mingyan hurriedly got a new pair of chopsticks for Zhao Xiaojing and picked up the chopsticks on the ground to wash them.

"Don't blame yourself, Sister Geng. This is not your fault. You have tried your best. You just want your family to live a better life. No one doesn't want to pursue a better life if they have the ability. You make such a good breakfast. It's not wrong for you to be able to open a breakfast shop."

Zhao Xiaojing originally didn't want to interrupt, but her strong empathy made her want to comfort Geng Mingyan.

"Xiao Zhao, thank you, thank you."

Geng Mingyan paused while washing chopsticks with her back turned, and wiped her eyes roughly with her hands.

Hou Guihua wanted to say something more, but after looking at Geng Mingyan who was wiping her eyes, she closed her mouth again.

"Sister Geng, you should go and take a rest. I have been learning from you for such a long time. I am here, and you have guided me."

"Yes, Lao Geng, go wash your face. The other kitchen staff will be at work in two hours..."

Zhao Xiaojing and Hou Guihua tried to persuade her worriedly. Geng Mingyan didn't want to trouble them at first, but when she thought that she would inevitably have to ask other colleagues again when she met them, she thanked them repeatedly and then left the kitchen to calm down.

The kitchen, with only two people left, suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Xiaojing took a deep breath to get rid of the chaotic emotions aroused by Geng Mingyan's matter. She lowered her head and rolled the last few long noodles for making fried dough sticks into horizontal strips. Then she looked at the time, took out the rice paste that had been fermented, and began to prepare the fried dough.

"Moisten the spoon first... put cold oil in the pan... take it out when the oil is about 60% hot... pour cold oil..."

Zhao Xiaojing recited the steps, this was her first time to do it by herself. After moistening the dough spoon, she only dared to scoop a spoonful of rice paste with the seven-headed dough spoon to try it out first.

Put it in the oil pan, the dough nest is formed quickly, shake the spoon, and the dough nest slowly floats out of the spoon. Wait for a while, turn it over and fry it again. The dough nest is ready.

Zhao Xiaojing took out the first dough nest to test and looked at it from left to right. It looked a bit ugly. The scrape in the middle was a bit shallow, so it looked thicker than usual. Also, the whole dough nest was not even like Sister Geng's, but one side was bigger and the other side was smaller.

She carefully broke open the fried dough, took a look, and tasted it. Today's flavor was also prepared by her, and Geng Mingyan did not interfere.

Although she adjusted the flavor according to the amount of seasoning Geng Mingyan usually adds, there is still a slight difference in the taste, but it is not unpalatable.

This is what Master Sun said last time. The proportion of the seasonings she used for fried skewers was different each time, and the different dosages would also result in different tastes. I will observe the dosage added by Geng Mingyan another day to see where the specific differences are...

However, the outside of the dough was a little burnt, and the rice paste inside seemed a little watery, as if it was not fried enough?

Oil temperature! The oil temperature is too high! Zhao Xiaojing suddenly realized the trick to fry the skewers with batter. The oil temperature must be appropriate. If the oil temperature is too high, the outside of the batter will be burnt, but the inside will not be cooked through.

Zhao Xiaojing turned down the heat, poured some cold oil into the pot, waited until the oil temperature was right, and started again...