Zhao Zigui actually knew Tang Qian's father's situation very well, otherwise he would not have let Wu Feilong deliberately go to the door of the Armed Police Hospital to set up a stall to lure Tang Qian into the bait.

He was very proud of his plan, but for Tang Qian, this person was really boring.

At this moment, he clutched the lunch box containing fried meat with bamboo shoots in his hand, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly because of tension.

In the mysterious atmosphere deliberately created by Tang Qian, Zhao Zigui's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

He asked, "What kind of evil law?"

Tang Qian first shook his head, and then said: "If you want it, I will give it to you directly, no money." ”

When Zhao Zigui heard this, his back was all the way, and his voice was unsteady with excitement: "Really?!"

But soon he calmed down, he had heard that the Tang family's recipe was an heirloom, why did he give it so lightly?

Tang Wu said again: "And this recipe becomes different every once in a while, I don't dare to ask for it, this old antique thing, the dishes are not enough to make the recipes published by people now, I want it useless." ”

Tang Wu was so disgusted, Zhao Zigui wanted it again. His thinking is the opposite of others, and he always feels that his opinions are unique. A large part of the reason why he returned to Lingzhen from Jiangcheng back then was that he didn't get along well with the people around him.

Later, when he returned to Linghai Restaurant in Lingzhen, he still went his own way, he looked down on the people around him, felt that people were uninformed, and people thought that he had been to Jiangcheng and looked down on the people in his hometown, and the corners of his eyes were too high, and he was unwilling to talk to him.

He saw that the price of goods in Lingzhen was low, the rent was low, and the labor cost was not high, so he decided to go out and work alone, but unfortunately when it was almost opened, his son had an accident.

His hand unconsciously rolled the rope of the plastic bag containing the lunch box, rolled it round and round, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "This way, if you want, you give it to me!"

Tang Wu's eyes widened in surprise deliberately: "Really?!Are you willing to ask for it?!"

Zhao Zigui hesitated again when he saw Tang Wu's impatient way to send the recipe away.

Tang Wu said: "I put it in the cabinet in the bathroom, if you really want it, I'll take you to get it." ”

Zhao Zigui's mind flashed again, "In case that recipe is really useless, Tang Wu's family can have today's real skills", but his head was already nod, and Tang Wu stood up and took him to the bathroom.

He asked, "Why do you put it in the bathroom?" "Shouldn't this kind of thing be kept in a place like a zài safe?"

Tang Wu began to talk seriously again: "There are so many things going on in my family, I have seen it with the master, and he said that there is just something evil in the cabinet in the bathroom, and I don't know why." ”

Zhao Zigui thought to himself, you don't understand this, dirty things are the most oppressive!

He was relieved, it seemed that this recipe was indeed a bit of a doorway. Moreover, he quietly looked at Tang Wu's hands, with this fine skin and tender meat, he must not have practiced stir-frying and cutting vegetables very much, how could he have any real skills?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, and when he saw Tang Wu pointing to the cabinet and asking him to open it, he didn't hesitate to open it, although his heart was beating very fast, but he was hiding it very well on the surface.

He thought, I have to show a calm look of "Lao Tzu has never seen anything".

Of course, Tang Wu would not really give him his own family heirloom recipe, this recipe was just to fool Zhao Zigui, and he made a new one according to the appearance of the line-bound recipe at home, and the copy was also made by people using the oldest hand-engraved print, and then wrinkled the cover a little.

Anyway, this is not a cultural relic, and Zhao Zigui has no way to identify the authenticity of this recipe.

And the content is just the most ordinary menu, and the ingredients and precautions are all mentioned in any recipe now.

The reason why she treasured the book at home was because his father was a baby, saying that this book followed him to the mountains and countryside, and he could only read this book when he didn't have any books to read.

Later, her father disappeared, and her mother treasured this book even more, and kept it for a thought.

Zhao Zigui took the fake recipe and left happily.

When Tang Wu sent him to the door, he said, "You'd better throw it in the toilet and other places at all times, otherwise, it's not good." ”

Zhao Zigui said repeatedly: "Wuzi, you are really good, I wish you a prosperous business!"

Tang Wu was even happier: "Thank you, uncle, go slowly." ”

Zhao Zigui felt that his footsteps could float up when he went home, and looking at Tang Wu like that, it seemed that he was really happy to send away the recipe.

He looked at this ancient book with hairy corners, and couldn't help but open it to see that the book was full of ancient texts, and he couldn't understand it very well.

"Take it back and show it to my son. He muttered to himself, "My son should be able to understand!"

Zhao Yixun listened to his Lao Tzu's analysis, and said that Tang Wu didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he felt that this recipe was evil or something, and he said that he was angry and not afraid of evil, so he took it back.

He said: "Son, in the future, when we have this recipe, we are still worried that we will not be able to stand in Jiangcheng? But Tang Wu is really lacking in heart, you smashed her stall before, and she is willing to cook for you." Where can such a stupid person be found?"

After saying that, I laughed so well that I couldn't breathe for a while.

Zhao Yixun couldn't help but think of the fact that he had chased Tang Wu before-Tang Wu has always had a cold face, maybe he has long been interesting to himself!

When he thought about it, combined with Tang Wu's cooking for him, he became more and more sure.

So he looked at the recipe his father was holding, and felt uncomfortable, and said, "Everyone has cooked for me, why do you still take other people's things for nothing and give money?"

Zhao Zigui flipped through the recipe left and right: "Give it to me! I said yes! She didn't want it! She said that she was afraid of evil! I took away the evil spirit for her! She should send me money!"

Zhao Yixun listened, and his heart became inexplicably troubled.

Lin Huimin was very worried: "He didn't suspect that this recipe was fake?"

Tang Wu said: "This recipe was copied by me, although it is not the original, but it cannot be said to be fake, and when he really investigates it, it is not easy to say anything about us." ”

Lin Huimin thought for a while: "It also makes sense, no one has ever seen this recipe." ”

Tang Wu pinched her mother's shoulder: "Mom, don't worry about him, what he wants is not a recipe, if it's just psychological comfort." Let's give him psychological comfort. ”

Lin Huimin sighed: "You have a big idea, my mother can't talk about you, and looking at him like this, I really believe that there is retribution in this world, and his son has made it like this." ”

Tang Wu responded casually, and felt a little happy in his heart, after all, watching the people he hated were tortured by scars day by day, it was really painful to the heart.

In her previous life, she committed suicide by setting fire to herself, but she was reborn. In this life, she definitely wants Zhao Yixun to endure the torture he can't bear to spend this life!

Just like she said to Wang Qi: "I don't say anything to let go or let go, I can only let go when I take revenge! Otherwise, if I let him go, who will let me go?"

The day of the military training was the 24th, the morning was a military parade, and the instructors had to leave in the afternoon.

When picking people to walk the phalanx, Tang Wu, who was up to the standard for height and eyesight, and even better for appearance, was caught by the instructor who picked people: "This girl has a good image, so let's be the team leader!"

Tang Wu first straightened up as if her whole body was overpowered, and just as she was about to speak, the square-faced instructor in her row came over.

The square-faced instructor tilted his chin at Tang Wu: "Tang Wu is out of the ranks!"

Tang Wu straightened up with a bitter face and did so, and everyone else held back a smile on their faces.

The instructor who picked people was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Everyone tightened their faces again.

The square-faced instructor gave an order: "Tang Wu! Walk in place! One-two-one! One-two-one......"

The instructor looked at the girl's straight body, although she was thin but not weak, and her eyebrows were quite heroic, and he secretly thought in his heart, yes, it's her.

The square-faced instructor continued to shout: "Let's go......!"

Tang Wu stiffened his face, and kicked forward with a tragic mood.

The instructor who picked someone looked at it, was silent, and then turned around and left.

Tang Wu's row of people "boomed", hugged their stomachs and laughed so much that they almost didn't smoke it.

The square-faced instructor said to Tang Wu: "Okay, rest for a while." ”

Then he turned around and shouted to the instructor: "Hey, don't go!"

The pace of the instructor who picked people was faster, and he wondered in his heart, how could a good girl be the same hand and foot!

This has always been a pain in Tang Wu's heart, so since she was a child, she hated physical education class the most, and many teachers were used to walking in unison before preparing for sports.

When she was a child, she used to cry because of this, and her mother said, "How special our girls are!

was so bluffed by her mother, she really believed it when she was a child, and she was very happy later.

In the third year of junior high school, the school Spring Festival Gala was going to perform a sketch, and she also played a skit with the same hands and feet, and the unwitting audience laughed, and some people shouted "It's too good".

In any case, the parade came as scheduled.

Two days after the parade was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Tang Wu went home the day before the parade to make some snacks for the people in the dormitory.

Everyone sent the instructor to go, many female students cried and ran with the car, and Tang Wu was frightened back by this meeting.

They were in this row fine, and they said goodbye to the instructor, and the instructor said that they would not be allowed to send it.

The instructor said, "I can't see you when I'm sitting inside, and I can't hear what you're saying, so don't send it." ”

In this way, Tang Wu slipped home in the afternoon.

She doesn't plan to make moon cakes, there is a large life supermarket not far from the school, where the moon cakes of major restaurants are doing activities and discounts, she really wants to eat it to buy a box, she has been hungry for Zhiyuanzhai's salted egg lotus paste for a long time.

Zhiyuanzhai's moon cake crust is thin and salted eggs are big, lotus paste is sweet, it is not greasy to eat, the salted eggs are fragrant after the throat, the pie crust is still crispy, and the fragrant taste is also enjoyable.

She thought about the puff pastry, thought about making some addictive snacks, and finally decided to make a pineapple crisp!

Pineapple is actually a pineapple, and it is called differently in different regions. Pineapple crisp originated in Taiwan, so now everyone has been following the original name, no matter which region, it is called pineapple crisp, Tangwu really has never heard of anyone called "pineapple crisp".

Although pineapple crisp is also bought outside, but Tang Wu once bought it back, and when she ate it, she suddenly felt that these merchants were really unkind - because of the taste, winter melon is often added to pineapple crisp, but she tasted a lot of phoenix crisp, almost all of which are filled with winter melon.

She couldn't laugh or cry when she ate it - what about the pineapple?

Can a pineapple cake without pineapple still be called a pineapple cake?

Just as she was thinking this, the "recipe" popped up, and she was asked to make "pineapple cake"!

Tang Wu felt that she was probably resentful too much.

Now that the ingredients are ready, she washes her hands and begins.

The winter melon has been peeled and cut into pieces, and the "recipe" is very humane in this regard.

She boiled the winter melon, and in order to make it cool quickly, she passed the winter melon in cold water, and then wrapped it in gauze to squeeze out the water.

Then chop the dehydrated winter melon into winter melon puree, she has a blender, but the winter melon is to provide melon and fruit fiber, and the fiber of the winter melon puree made by the machine is gone, so she insists on using chopped.

Then start processing the pineapples.

The pineapple is also peeled and diced.

Wrap the diced pineapple in gauze, squeeze out the pineapple juice, and chop it into puree.

She puts the pineapple juice, caster sugar, and maltose into a wok, and after the sugar is dissolved, she pours the winter melon puree and pineapple puree into the pot and slowly stir-fry over low heat.

The moisture in the wok slowly decreases, and the filling slowly takes shape.

She fried it for a while, and the stuffing became golden brown and the pineapple filling was ready.

She takes out the pineapple filling and puts it in a large bowl, spreads it out and lets it cool on its own.

Next is to make the puff pastry. After she has softened the butter, she adds powdered sugar and salt, beats it with a whisk, pours in the beaten eggs, continues to beat until the eggs are completely fused with the butter, mixes the low-gluten flour with the milk powder and sifts it into the butter, and mixes it well with a rubber spatula to make the powder and butter completely mixed.

She stopped mixing until she couldn't see the dry powder, and the puff pastry dough was ready.

She takes a piece of puff pastry, kneads it into a circle, flattens the dough with her hands, puts a piece of pineapple filling, places the dough at the tiger's mouth, and pushes the puff pastry with her thumb so that the puff pastry wraps the filling.

After the puff pastry is pushed up, pinch it tightly.

The "recipe" provided mold is rectangular and domino-sized.

She put the pineapple cake mold on the baking sheet, put the wrapped dough into the mold, flattened the dough with her hands, and after all the molds were filled, she put the pineapple cake in the oven along with the mold, adjusted to 180 degrees, 15 minutes.

When the time came, she pulled out the baking tray, the pineapple crisp had been baked until the surface was golden brown, and the heat baked the burnt and sweet taste, and the soup swallowed the saliva and endured the cratle, and put the baking tray aside to let it cool.

Bursts of burnt aroma came over, and if it weren't for the idea that it would taste better after being demolded and cooled for a few hours, Tang Wu would have eaten them now.

Lin Huimin went downstairs to take a look: "I smell it upstairs, it's two o'clock now, and it will be more fragrant to eat it at five or six o'clock!"

Tang Wu pointed upstairs: "Dad is watching TV?"

Lin Huimin whispered: "I'm writing a letter, that is, writing materials, Captain Yang called, asked him to write down the details of what happened on the ship before, and I asked him not to work too hard, he didn't listen, so I let him go." After a pause, Lin Huimin said, "I don't dare to sit next to him and watch him write, I'd rather I don't know how to read." ”

Tang Wu knew that her mother was uncomfortable watching what her father wrote, so she took the topic over: "Mom, look, I made two plates, one plate for my classmates, and the other plate for us to eat!"

Lin Huimin looked at the pineapple cake that could afford to be baked, swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Okay, okay!

Tang Wu glanced at the time: "It's only two o'clock!"

Lin Huimin sighed: "Mom went out for a walk! ”

Tang Wu said: "Then you pay attention to safety and watch the car." ”

Her mother has been like this recently, and when she sees what her father wrote, she feels very uncomfortable, and it is also a good thing to go out for a walk.

Lin Huimin didn't just go out, she also went by the way to see how the stores opened by others operated, and planned to make a reference, her daughter also finished military training, this store had to be opened, and she had to do her homework.

At five o'clock, Tang Wu was holding a paper bag to pack pineapple cakes, and the phone rang, and Qi Huishan called, and her voice was very helpless: "Tang Wu, when you come back, bring Mu Xiaotong something fragrant to her, she vomited in her stomach and shouted to eat." ”

Tang Wuyi frowned: "What's going on?"

Qi Huishan said: "I have a bad stomach, Wang Qi persuaded her not to eat it next to her, she didn't listen, saying that it was eaten by the male god, and she wanted to eat it alive or dead, and it was a bad dish!"

Tang Wu understood: "Have you taken medicine?"

Qi Huishan said: "After eating, when I came back with Wang Qi, she vomited a few times, and she also took the medicine, saying that her mouth was light." ”

Tang Wu thought about it, okay, wait for me for half an hour, I'll bring her something to eat.

Tang Wu opened the "recipe", and still habitually opened the reward page, seeing that the pineapple cake was rewarded with five hundred, which was diluted by Mu Xiaotong's depression of eating hard and bad stomach.

She meditated in her mind - to make a dish that cured Mu Xiaotong's bad stomach.