At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Su Nian knocked on Jing Mo's door.
Before the door was opened, Jing Mo's voice came from inside the room.
“Here it comes!”
After a while, footsteps approached and the door opened.
Su Nian walked in and closed the door.
"You cook in the bedroom now, right?" Su Nian asked Jing Mo.
"Yes. Come on, let's go inside. It's warm."
After hearing Jing Mo's words, Su Nian followed him into the bedroom.
In the small bedroom, there was a bed, a stove, and a square table, and a lot of boxes were piled against the wall.
I don’t know if it’s because there are so many things piled up in the room, making the space a little smaller, but as soon as Su Nian entered the room, he felt very warm.
Jing Mo obviously didn't put as many heating equipment as her, only one stove, but the temperature in the room didn't seem to be much different.
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But Su Nian didn't ask any more questions.
Whether before or after the apocalypse, Su Nian had no interest in delving into other people's private affairs.
On the wall next to the stove, there is a three-layer iron storage rack, which is filled with condiments such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc.
Su Nian took a closer look and found that the seasonings prepared by Jing Mo were really complete.
The square table in the middle of the room was also filled with various washed ingredients.
Jing Mo took a book and opened a page to show Su Nian.
"I think this sweet and sour fish looks very good."
Jing Mo flipped through a few pages of the book and said, "And this spicy chicken, it looks delicious too.
In addition to these two, we can also stir-fry some shredded potatoes. What do you think? "
Su Nian listened to Jing Mo's words and looked at the square table again.
There was a cleaned fish on the plate and a chopped chicken in a small bowl.
In another small bowl, the shredded potatoes were soaking.
The potato shreds were cut into very fine pieces, and you could tell at a glance that the knife skills were excellent.
The ingredients belonged to Jing Mo, and he was asked to learn how to cook, so of course he had to make whatever he said, and Su Nian had no objection.
"Then pour oil into the pot first!" Su Nian said.
Whether it is spicy chicken or sweet and sour fish, you have to fry them in oil before proceeding to the next step.
Seeing that Jing Mo had a lot of shredded potatoes, Su Nian simply fried some more potatoes.
Thinly shredded potatoes are coated with a little bit of flour and deep-fried in hot oil.
When it’s crispy and golden brown, take it out, sprinkle chili powder and cumin powder on it, and you can eat it directly.
Although the ingredients are very simple, the aroma is extremely overbearing.
If there wasn't a high-tech range hood working nearby, the smell would probably make many people cry with disgust.
Others couldn't help but cry because of the food, but Jing Mo obviously liked it very much. He gave Su Nian a thumbs up while eating.
“It’s delicious!”
Seeing Jing Mo like this, Su Nian wanted to laugh and asked casually, "Why do you look like you've never eaten before?"
“I just haven’t eaten it!”
"Um?"
Su Nian paused, "You've never eaten it?"
But before Jing Mo could answer, Su Nian had already figured it out.
"This kind of snack is indeed not available in high-end restaurants."
No matter from which perspective, the conditions in Jingmo before the end of the world should have been quite good, so it is normal that they have never eaten this kind of snack.
I just don’t know how Jing Mo managed to get to the point where he couldn’t even afford to eat when the extreme heat just arrived.
Jing Mo, who was eating fried potato shreds, paused for a moment, then smiled and said to Su Nian, "There are so many things I haven't eaten, and I want to learn them all. I'll trouble you to teach me in the future."
Su Nian, "..."
Su Nian didn't think it was too troublesome.
The days are long, and teaching Jing Mo to cook is just a way to spice up my life.
Since it is a teaching, of course Jing Mo will do it, and Su Nian will stand by to give guidance.
What Su Nian said was similar to what was in the recipe, but it was more detailed and she also told Jing Mo when to add what seasoning.
Jing Mo is very good at hands-on work and he cooked a dish of spicy diced chicken quite well.
Both of them were standing next to the stove. They could smell the pungent smell of the chili peppers. Their noses were slightly sweaty and their cheeks began to turn red.
After the spicy diced chicken is fried, put it in a small stainless steel bowl and place it next to the stove so that it can continue to be heated so that it doesn't get cold before you eat it.
Taking advantage of this time, Jing Mo quickly washed the pot, poured oil into the pot again, and started to make sweet and sour fish.
The shredded potatoes are fried last.
Because the fire of the stove is strong enough and the potato shreds are cut very thinly, the speed of stir-frying and adding seasoning has to be fast enough.
Su Nian stood aside and let Jing Mo stir-fry while she added seasonings.
The two of them worked together, and two minutes later, the shredded potatoes were ready to be taken out of the pot and served on a plate.
There were three dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish. Jing Mo also steamed a pot of rice. The two of them sat by the stove and started eating dinner.
Jing Mo didn't pick up his chopsticks, but looked at Su Nian eagerly, "How does it taste?"
Hearing this, Su Nian looked towards Jing Mo and saw a hint of nervousness in his handsome eyes.
When they were out, whether facing highway robbers or groups of wild animals, Jing Mo never showed the slightest bit of nervousness.
But now, because of a dish, Jing Mo actually became nervous.
Su Nian felt a little complicated. He tasted the spicy chicken carefully and finally gave a pertinent answer.
"You didn't control the heat very well, and the chicken wasn't tender enough, but it's great since it's your first time."
The same goes for sweet and sour fish. Because the heat and amount are not controlled very accurately, the most delicious taste is not produced.
But Su Nian felt that for someone who was doing it for the first time, being able to accomplish this was already very good.
Hearing Su Nian's evaluation, Jing Mo grinned, "If you think it's delicious, then it must be delicious. I'm relieved. Let's eat quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
What does it mean that he will feel relieved if she thinks it tastes good?
Su Nian always felt that there was something strange about these words.
But when I looked at Jing Mo again, I saw that he had already started eating, so I didn't think about it anymore and started eating seriously.
Except for the rice, the three dishes were eaten up by the two people.
No soup was made, but Jing Mo opened a can of Coke and each of them had a can.
The Coke was at room temperature and was piled against the wall.
But the temperature in the room is only about 10 degrees Celsius now, and the Coke at room temperature feels a bit cold in your mouth.
Jing Mo held the can of Coke with his slender fingers and turned it gently.
“No wonder they say this is happy water, it really makes you happy when you drink it!”
Upon hearing this, Su Nian looked towards Jing Mo and saw interest in Jing Mo's eyes.
Seeing him like this, the strange feeling in Su Nian's heart surged up again.
Su Nian spoke carefully, "You... seem unfamiliar with these things?"
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