Qin Huairu had finally managed to marry into the city from the countryside, and she hated going back to that place from the bottom of her heart.
Qin Huairu, feeling rather uninterested, stood there for a moment and then left, going straight back to her room to cook, without even mentioning checking on Sha Zhu's condition...
After brewing the herbal tea, the fat man shook his head. He picked out two of the ugliest pieces from the pickled vegetables that Chen Yan had specially brought, washed them, cut them into shreds, and set them aside for later use.
I picked some scallions from Shazhu's garden, and since I had some thin yellow soybean paste, I added a spoonful. Then I heated oil in a wok, added pickled vegetables and chopped scallions to sauté, chopped a cabbage, and stir-fried it with the sauce until it became fragrant before adding water to the wok.
Of course, you have to make dough to eat noodles. If you don't have time to be too fancy, just use some flour, knead the dough, roll it out, cut it into sections, spread oil on them, stretch them out, and put them in the pot.
The soup in the pot was just boiling, so the noodles were added one by one and cooked in a few minutes. Just before taking them out of the pot, a little salt was added, and that was it.
Fatty even added two drops of sesame oil to Sha Zhu's bowl—things were rationed these days, like thin yellow soybean paste, which was rationed at half a jin per household per month with a voucher, and households with more than ten people received an additional half jin.
Sesame oil was only issued during the Spring Festival, when each household received an extra "holiday subsidy oil coupon." This coupon could be used to purchase one ounce of sesame oil.
Sha Zhu didn't go hungry today; an older woman brought him lunch.
Although Yi Zhonghai's family didn't lack food, the situation was similar for most families in the courtyard.
Frugality is the key to a good household. Like the fat boy's grandmother in another world, who saved 10 yuan a month for ten years to accumulate 1200 yuan, only to secretly give it all to the fat boy's family when he was born…
Just as Sha Zhu was feeling a bit tasteless, Fatty came in carrying two bowls of noodles.
For a chef, a good sense of smell is the most basic requirement. Sha Zhu immediately smelled the sesame oil.
The fat man handed him the bowl with sesame oil added: "Master, have some noodles. I specially put two drops of sesame oil in this bowl."
Sha Zhu didn't say anything, just ate his bowl of noodles with gusto, all the while pondering the fat man's cooking skills.
The cooking method is home-style, the person comes from an untrained background, and the skills are decent; it's unlikely that the person "acquired skills before becoming an apprentice."
Thinking of this, Sha Zhu put down his chopsticks and said weakly to the fat man, "Your dough rolling is alright. Do you want to move into the pastry making business?"
Sha Zhu was referring to the division of labor in the kitchen. Generally, it is divided into two types: hot dishes and cold dishes. The earliest division of labor can be traced back to the Song Dynasty. For example, the "Record of Food Supplies" records the various divisions of labor among chefs.
Bai'an specializes in making wheat-based foods, such as steamed buns, steamed dumplings, steamed rolls, noodles, pancakes, and pastries.
In a culinary team, a good pastry chef is indispensable. However, the ceiling is right there in front of you, with not much room for growth.
The fat man, of course, didn't want to be tied to the white table, so he pretended to be hesitant and said, "Master, I still want to learn how to cook from you."
Sha Zhu didn't say much after hearing this. He finished a bowl of noodles in no time, gestured for Fatty to take the bowl away, and then leaned against the headboard, lost in thought.
Just then, someone outside shouted, "Silly Zhu, Silly Zhu, did you babble? Let me take a look!"
The fat man happened to walk right up to this man. He saw that this man had a head shaped like a winter melon, a broad face and a long nose, which is commonly known as a "horse face". He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he never looked people in the center of his eyes. He looked like a ruthless person.
The funniest thing is that this guy has two little mustaches on his lips, which is very comical!
The fat man asked him, "Who are you?"
"You don't recognize me? Xu Damao!" After habitually introducing himself, he realized what he was doing and hurriedly questioned the fat man, "And who are you?"
So this guy is Xu Damao! In the TV series, he's a character you both love and hate.
I definitely hate this person; he's a complete scoundrel, utterly wicked. He'll stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even going so far as to raid his own wife's house...
As for love, it's the actor himself that I love. He brought the character of Xu Damao to life, portraying him as cunning and ruthless yet also silly, making him comparable to Captain Jia, the "Number One Male God in Asia"!
Knowing that he was Xu Damao was enough; the fat man didn't stop him at all and headed straight for the kitchen with his bowl.
A moment later, a scream came from Sha Zhu's house!
This time the screams weren't as pitiful as last time; it was like Shi Fengxia had pounced on You Lao Er...
Seeing Qin Huairu come out of the house, the fat man quickly ran back inside.
The two men entered Shazhu's house one after the other, and the fat man rushed up and grabbed Xu Damao by the collar: "What did you do to my master?!"
Xu Damao, a tall man over 1.8 meters, was lifted off the ground by the fat man!
He himself didn't realize it; it was Qin Huairu who discovered it, and she thought to herself that this fat man was really strong.
Upon seeing Qin Huairu, Xu Damao quickly explained, "Qin Huairu, you have to vouch for me. I didn't do anything to him, I just flicked him..."
Xu Damao's feet touched the ground again, and the virus shut down; the fat man's hand went limp, and he almost lost his breath.
I flicked it, I flicked it once... It's so hard to hold back laughter, ouch!
Qin Huairu was also dumbfounded. Wait, this thing can actually be played? Although she had played the gong before, commonly known as "playing the cow's beak," but... but Xu Damao was actually playing the gong...
Qin Huairu also felt a stomachache and a feeling of tightness.
Sha Zhu's loud voice just now attracted Yi Zhonghai as well.
As soon as he saw Xu Damao, he knew what was going on and was looking for an opportunity to retaliate. He planned to launch a sneak attack while Sha Zhu was "injured"!
Before Yi Zhonghai could question Xu Damao, a pleasant voice rang out behind the fat man again: "What's going on?"
The fat man subconsciously turned around and was taken aback, even though he was used to seeing the faces of internet celebrities from another world.
Aura, something intangible and invisible, seems to be tangible in this woman.
She had a short, ear-length haircut that was popular at the time, and wore a blue and red plaid shirt with overalls, the kind with two straps.
She was a little shorter and slimmer than Qin Huairu; if Qin Huairu was a graceful peony, then she was like a magnificent peony.
A lady of high birth, a true lady of high birth.
The fat man had only seen such a woman once by chance in another world.
Talking to her is a pure pleasure. Every word she utters touches the softest and most sensitive spot in your heart, coupled with her flawless makeup, soothing tone, and effortlessly natural gestures…
Just like a three-dimensional attack from all directions, it makes you want to tell her everything you know!
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