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

It was a new day. Zhao Xiaojing got up early and went to the market to buy a few pounds of fresh chicken wings, duck legs, pork, and a bunch of seasonings.

She had an appointment to visit Mr. Wen's home today, and she had prepared the gifts, but she always felt that they were a little shabby. Mr. Wen's eldest daughter held such a high position, and the old couple should be used to these things.

She couldn't afford expensive things at the moment, so she decided to cook some food herself, as Mrs. Fan liked it. She cooked more meat, which they could put in the refrigerator if they couldn't finish it, but she didn't cook vegetables. It was already evening when the day came, and she was afraid that the old couple wouldn't be able to finish it.

After shopping, I walked to a deserted place, put the ingredients into the system refrigerator, and then went to work.

Sister Geng and Sister Hou are both here today.

"Good morning, Sister Geng, good morning, Sister Hou." Zhao Xiaojing greeted them as she entered the door.

"Xiao Zhao, you're here."

Geng Mingyan turned around and saw Zhao Xiaojing, and hurriedly took a jar from the shelf and walked over.

"Xiao Zhao, this is the brown sugar ginger tea I made myself. It's not a good thing, but drinking it during your period can make you feel better. Don't despise it."

"Such a big jar? Sister Geng is so nice, thank you Sister Geng!" Zhao Xiaojing took the big glass jar handed over by Geng Mingyan.

The jar is filled with a red and black paste with pieces of yellow ginger mixed in it. It's obvious that the ingredients are very solid.

"It's a little hasty to cook it, and there's no mold to make it into pieces. When you eat it, just scoop a spoonful and rinse it with water and drink it."

"Okay, okay. It's so thick. It must have taken you a long time, Sister Geng?" Zhao Xiaojing looked at the jar happily.

Geng Mingyan saw that Zhao Xiaojing was so happy to receive it, the smile on her face deepened a little.

"It's nothing. Thank you for yesterday..." Geng Mingyan thanked him a little embarrassedly.

"Don't say that, Sister Geng. You always take care of me."

Zhao Xiaojing was at a loss for words and scratched her head as she spoke.

Geng Mingyan gave a few more instructions and went back to make the rice milk.

After Zhao Xiaojing put the glass jar away, she washed her hands and came over to watch Hou Guihua prepare the filling for the buns.

Today's dish is the same as yesterday's, with steamed buns stuffed with scallions and meat. Zhao Xiaojing ate three in one go yesterday. The steamed bun stuffing prepared by Hou Guihua tastes really great. When you take a bite, the rich aroma of scallions and meat mixed together is indistinguishable. The fat and lean parts are just right, and it feels chewy and juicy in the mouth.

Zhao Xiaojing watched closely as Hou Guihua prepared the filling.

The meat filling is minced in advance, with about three parts fat and seven parts lean meat. Next to it is a large bowl of onion and ginger water soaked with scallions, ginger, peppercorns, and star anise.

Pour the onion and ginger water into the minced meat while stirring in one direction until the water is completely absorbed.

Then add salt, chicken essence, sugar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce and pepper.

After mixing well, add chopped green onions, then drizzle with appropriate amount of oil, continue stirring in one direction, and let it sit for a while.

The seasoning process seems to be easy to use as the ingredients are all common, but what Sister Hou made is so delicious. Is it because of the proportions? Zhao Xiaojing pondered.

When I thought about the proportions, I remembered the question I had yesterday about the seasoning of the noodle nests.

"By the way, Sister Geng, call me when you add seasoning to the rice milk later!"

"Didn't you adjust it very well yesterday?"

"It tastes different from what you prepared. I want to see what the difference is."

"Okay, Xiao Zhao is really interested in cooking." Geng Mingyan exclaimed.

Zhao Xiaojing smiled and continued to learn how to make dumplings with her head down. Suddenly, she noticed that Hou Guihua was particularly silent today. She hadn't said a word since she came in.

"Why is Sister Hou so serious today?"

"My kindness was taken for granted." Hou Guihua answered sarcastically as if she had been prepared for it.

Geng Mingyan pursed her lips while frying dough balls, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"You don't know, yesterday I followed some people to her dormitory and started to curse at those ungrateful people. But after I had cursed for a few words, some people grabbed me and dragged me out. When I woke up this morning, I saw that they had made peace!"

Hou Guihua rolled the dough viciously and spoke very quickly.

"Guihua, what can I do? I have already decided to forget about that incident and continue to live with him. He has done all the compensation he could, and it was me who said I didn't do it. I have been through this for so many years, and now I am going to give up because of a quarrel?

I know you are standing up for me, but he is still the father of the child. If I don't give him any face in front of you, how can we get along in the future?"

Seeing Hou Guihua brought up the topic, Geng Mingyan immediately followed up as if she had been prepared.

"I know you just want to stand up for me. It's my fault. I apologize. We've been together for so many years. Just think it's not worth it for Zhou Mingliang and not worth it for me. Don't be angry anymore, okay? Look, I made brown sugar ginger tea for several hours and you threw it away. Are we really going to stop seeing each other just because of these bad things?"

Geng Mingyan spoke sincerely. Hou Guihua opened her mouth eagerly to say something, but then rolled her eyes and closed them again.

Zhao Xiaojing sighed in her heart. She still didn't know how to deal with such a thing in her new life. She could only say that everyone knew their own situation and no one else could persuade them.

"Sister Hou, please don't be angry when I say something objective."

All morning, Geng Mingyan was helping out and looking for opportunities to help Hou Guihua and say nice things to her. Now that Hou Guihua's steamer was in front, Geng Mingyan was in a hurry to move it.

When Zhao Xiaojing saw that Geng Mingyan was not there, she spoke to Hou Guihua in a low voice.

"You tell me, I'm not angry."

"Actually, Sister Geng didn't want to tell you about this at first, nor did she want you to intervene. She just wanted to solve it herself. You were anxious, so she told you to comfort you. In the evening, you took the initiative to intervene in her family affairs without her consent. Although you did it for her own good, this was not what she wanted.

Let’s not talk about whether she should divorce or not. At least she doesn’t want to divorce yet. If you go over and scold her, won’t it make her feel awkward? Will she choose her husband or you? "

Zhao Xiaojing finished speaking quickly, feeling a little nervous. Would Sister Hou be angry with her after she finished speaking?

After hearing this, Hou Guihua was angry at first and wanted to refute, but after turning these words over in her mind, she found that they made sense.

"Then I won't care about her? Just watch her try to be strong and compete with me?"

"Well... help her when she needs it." Zhao Xiaojing had no answer to this kind of question. In her previous life, Su Yuchen was so good to her but he didn't pull her out.

Hou Guihua frowned irritably and thought for a while, then paused as she watched Geng Mingyan bring in the steamer, then went over to take it with an unnatural expression.

Geng Mingyan raised her hand and handed the steamer over. She looked at Hou Guihua cautiously again and said nothing. However, her expression was visibly more relaxed.

Zhao Xiaojing lowered her head and smiled secretly, continuing to study Hou Guihua's method of preparing the filling.

The cooking time passed by in a noisy yet warm manner. After all the breakfast was laid out on the serving table, it was time for the workers to have breakfast.

Wen Jie Ling was the first one to rush into the cafeteria. He got up early today on purpose.

He ran excitedly to the food window, glanced at the two older sisters at the window, and stretched his neck to peek inside.

"What are you looking for, young man? Breakfast is all here." Hou Guihua didn't understand.

"Big sister, are you two the only ones serving food?"

"Yeah, how many more do you want?"

"Oh, hey. Baozi, anything." Wen Jie Ling sighed and ordered the food randomly.

"Why don't you have a good appetite while we're getting our meal?" Geng Mingyan had already started getting her meal, and Hou Guihua asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, it's not just a loss of appetite, it's simply tasteless."

After Wen Jie Ling finished speaking, he took the plate and left.

"Hey, young man, what do you mean? If you can't finish it, don't waste my buns!" Hou Guihua was so angry that she jumped up and down and shouted behind him.

Wen Jie Ling was absent-minded and didn't hear clearly what the lady who served the food said. He was bored and was about to find a table to sit down with his plate in his hand when he saw Zhao Xiaojing eating in the corner in a white coat.

!!!

Wen Jie Ling's eyes lit up, he immediately became energetic, and leaped over in three or two steps.

"Idol!!" Wen Jie Ling shouted and sat opposite Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhao Xiaojing was eating a bun when she was startled by the sudden shout and almost dropped the bun.

"Chef idol! I finally found you. I'm your biggest fan. Do you know how many extra bowls of rice I've eaten for you?"

Wen Jie Ling excitedly grabbed the table with both hands and shouted excitedly to Zhao Xiaojing.

"What do you mean? Are you the one who swept the electric bikes yesterday?" Zhao Xiaojing looked confused and recognized the person in front of her.

"You remember me! That's great. I knew you wouldn't let me down! I will hold high the banner for you and see who dares to be your enemy. There are enemies everywhere. I am your little brother and I will hold high the banner for you!" Wen Jie Ling went crazy happily again.

Zhao Xiaojing glanced at the people who were having fun, silently moved her food plate back, slowly stood up and prepared to slip away.

"Where are you going, idol? I'll help you get it!"

As soon as Zhao Xiaojing stood up, Wen Jieling followed quickly.

"Uh...what does idol mean? Do you know me? What can I do for you?" Zhao Xiaojing saw that she couldn't avoid it and the person opposite her was too enthusiastic, so she put down her food plate and asked.

"An idol is an idol. This is who I am in my heart. It's no big deal. I'm just meeting my fans in person!" Wen Jie Ling said proudly to Zhao Xiaojing, raising his thumbs up.

"When did I become your idol?"

"From the first day you came here!"

Wen Jie Ling said excitedly.

Zhao Xiaojing was still confused. Why did it seem like nothing was said after all the talk?

How is it like listening to your words?

I still don’t want to listen. Sister Geng and Sister Hou haven’t eaten yet.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, go away. I understand everything. I understand everything. I am option E, I am plan B, I am split hair, the foam from the washing machine, the crushed biscuits in the supermarket, the tired cream, the lonely city, the grass on the ground, I am trampled. I am the spare button of a suit, the puppy wet by the rain, the rotten orange, the expired milk, the kite with a broken string, and the sunflower discarded at will." Wen Jieming pouted and waved goodbye to Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhao Xiaojing's scalp tingled, and at this moment she suddenly felt that she could not understand what people were saying.

slip away.