After speaking, Li Hao asked Sun Panpan: "Didn't it mean that the exam was starting for a genius? Why is it today?"

Zhou Wen, who was video chatting with someone next to her, interjected: "Tomorrow is the beginning of the exam in your freshman year, and your sophomore year will start this afternoon, and no one will notify you?"

Li Hao has a good relationship with the people in his bedroom, and it stands to reason that such a big matter should not be left uninformed to Li Hao.

When everyone was wondering, it was Yu Keke who remembered first.

When he was eating at noon, Li Hao's mobile phone kept ringing, but when he patronized the meal, not only did he not look at it, but he also turned off his mobile phone. ”

As soon as she said this, Xu Zhuo also remembered.

At noon today, Wei Junming made Mao Xuewang, the taste was numb and spicy, and Li Hao was very happy to eat.

While he was having a good meal, his mobile phone suddenly rang non-stop, and someone kept messaging him.

As a result, the device was turned off without even looking at it.

The foodie attribute is full of real hammers.

But Boss Xu is curious, why didn't he turn on the machine after eating?

Isn't there a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder?

When a few people were talking, Li Hao, who was at a loss, opened WeChat, and only then did he notice that no matter whether it was a class group or a dormitory group, there were people who were ait-ta.

And all of them are speaking in one sentence.

"In the afternoon, I was examined on the fifth floor of the No. 3 teaching building, and I saw the news quickly!"

However, this foodie didn't talk about it anymore, and even turned off his mobile phone.

Just now, when Yu Keke and Zhou Wen were advertising in the group, Li Hao remembered this stubble, turned on his mobile phone, and happily brushed emojis in the group.

I don't care about the dozens of unread messages in the message list at all.

This calmness made Xu Zhuo particularly envious.

Boss Xu has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and any prompt icon on the phone has to be disposed of as soon as possible.

There was once a software that annoyed him to cancel his account because of frequent prompts.

However, Li Gongzi never cared about this.

No matter how many times you prompt you, Lao Tzu won't look at it.

After reading the messages sent by his classmates, Li Hao was still calm.

"Isn't it just a lack of exams, just go back and make up for the exam, it's not a big problem. ”

That's a big deal!

If it were any other university, it wouldn't be a big problem.

However, medical schools are notoriously strict, and even if you take the make-up exam, you can't pass it in the dark.

People's slogan is: Choose the right major, every year is the third year of high school!

Zhou Wen saw that Li Hao didn't care, so she reminded him: "Your biochemistry teacher is Teacher Ma, right? ”

"And you've been absent from school these days, go to him and talk to him, don't give you a dissuasion. ”

"This is not a joke, absenteeism from school and exams, this problem can be big or small, if the school really wants to catch discipline, you can hit the muzzle of the gun......"

Li Hao was full of food and drink at this time, and he didn't want to think about these things at all.

However, Zhou Wen's persuasion also listened.

He thought for a while and said, "I'll go find Teacher Ma tomorrow and tell him about it, and I'll just say that I've been sick recently......"

Pretending to be sick in front of a medical teacher.

Xu Zhuo really wanted to call him a warrior.

The crowd chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Xu Zhuo has to get up early tomorrow and go to bed early.

Several college students have exams tomorrow, and now the truant trio doesn't even know the location of their exam room, so they have to go back in advance to inquire.

As for Mr. Li, he has to find a way to round up the matter of skipping class and missing the exam.

It would be a shame not to be really dissuaded.

Xu Zhuo got home, took a shower, threw his clothes in the washing machine and washed them, then played a game for a while, and went to bed.

At four o'clock in the morning, Xu Zhuo woke up on time.

After washing up, I rode the battery car straight to the vegetable market.

After selecting the vegetables to be used today, Xu Zhuo returned to the store and fished out the mung beans that had been soaked overnight.

Soaking mung beans overnight actually has certain risks.

Because the temperature is relatively high now, mung beans germinate easily.

Once sprouted, not only can you not make mung bean paste, but you can't make porridge, you can only throw it away, or stay to grow bean sprouts.

In addition, if you soak for a long time, it is easy to rot, and the water quality will become very poor.

Sometimes it even smells rancid.

So when Xu Zhuo soaked last night, he deliberately put the big pot of mung beans under the faucet, and turned on the faucet to let the water in the basin form living water, so as to avoid the rancid smell.

Of course, the faucet is turned on very small, and two or three tons of water are lost overnight.

The soaked mung beans have obviously swelled a lot, and the skin has been soaked through, and it will fall off with a twist of your hands.

The skin of this mung bean will fall off as soon as it is boiled in boiling water, and then boiled for half an hour to produce sand, which is very fast.

He soaked the pork and oil he had bought in the water, and then began to pick and wash the chives.

Today, you have to make scallion oil noodles, you have to wash the green onions and control the water first.

lest the water droplets on the green onion leaves explode in the pan.

After washing the chives, Xu Zhuo began to cook mung bean paste.

It's not too late to make braised pork when it's dawn, and there's no need to worry about scallion oil, and now you have to boil lard if you want to make scallion oil.

The little stock left in the store was too small to be adequate.

After soaking overnight, the mung bean paste boils quickly.

Except for a little rush when he first started fishing mung bean skin, Boss Xu dealt with it calmly at other times.

By six o'clock, a large pot full of mung bean paste was ready, and it was being set aside, blown by a fan to cool.

Then Xu Zhuo took the lard out of the water and began to dice it.

There are generally three ingredients for boiling lard, pork fat, pork fat, and fat pieces sticking to the internal organs.

Of these three ingredients, lard is the preferred choice.

Because the use of lard not only has a high oil yield, but also is easy to master, the oil made is clear and has no peculiar smell.

On the contrary, the pork fat boiled lard is a little worse, not only the oil yield is low, but also the slightest carelessness will be pasted, affecting the taste.

As for the fat lumps sticking to the internal organs, the lard boiled out has a peculiar smell, so it is best not to use it if you can do without it.

Cut the oil into mahjong pieces of about three centimeters, and after cleaning it, you need to blanch the water before you boil it.

The purpose of this is to drain the blood and make the boiled lard clear and translucent.

At the same time, blanching can also eliminate odors and make the lard more fragrant.

Blanching the lard is very simple, put the lard in the pot with cold water, pour in some cooking wine, and after boiling, skim off the foam and clean it again.

Then the lard began to boil.

Put the cleaned oil cubes into the pot and add some purified water to the pot.

Then turn on a high fire and boil.

Boiling lard with water is the secret of lard's snow-white color, but almost everyone knows it.

Xu Zhuo was standing in front of the stove, waiting for the water to boil dry, when Wei Junming came.

"Hey, are you boiling lard?"

"I'm going to steam a pot of rice now, and we'll eat lard bibimbap later, I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I just had a good time today......"

Boss Xu was a little surprised, his godfather had worked hard to be alone, but he had been thinking about eating these days.

Is this infected by Li Hao's foodie attributes?