"Cut shiitake mushrooms!"

Gu Yan didn't look back, and turned his back to her. He took out a glass bowl and placed the freshly washed slices of meat into the glass container.

Holding a glass bowl in his left hand, and putting some salt, monosodium glutamate, and cooking wine in his right hand......

Gu Yan turned around and walked over, looking at Yiguang of shiitake mushrooms blankly, about to get something, and stopped when he saw Yiguang at this time.

Squinted his eyes and continued to look at Yiguang.

What is she doing? won't cut?

"Are you cutting shiitake mushrooms with your mind?" Gu Yan walked back towards Yiguang.

Yiguang thought to himself, I'll cut it with my mind! Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

Yixuan waved her hand and motioned for Gu Yan to watch from the side, she recalled the situation when Aunt Mao was cooking at home, and held the kitchen knife in front of her with a posture.

No!

It's easier to hold this way.

Yixuan changed to a posture of holding the knife, such as ...... The pen holding posture is average.

"Do you want to write?!" Gu Yan tilted his head, holding back a smile, "Hiss—are you still going to operate on it?"

Yiguang began to move, and the big shiitake mushroom in front of him was placed on the cutting board.

This handle should be cut off first!

Cut off the long stalks of shiitake mushrooms.

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

……

Seeing that Yiguang was tangential, Gu Qian continued to walk in the direction of the tea refrigerator.

Open the refrigerator.

Took out an orange and plucked one.

Place the oranges in a juicer.

"Goo-goo-goo-go

I only heard that the juicer was working.

When I came back with the orange juice I had squeezed, I saw the cutting board in front of me!

This sword skill!

Thickness, thickness, and fineness......

Yiguang raised his head and cautiously looked at the subtle changes on Gu Gan's face, "This is deliberately cut like this, this is a soulful cut, virtual and real, virtual and real combined!"

These thirteen are strong words...... That's quite reasonable......

Gu Yan put down the orange juice beside Yiguang.

What does he juice for?

Give yourself a drink?

Wait! Where did these oranges come from? I don't have any oranges at home?

Yiguang stared at the orange juice and thought to himself, he would never take the initiative to buy fruit.

Gu Yan took the kitchen knife and said, "Don't drink it, go and put it in that glass bowl." ”

He began to cut shiitake mushrooms, and his knife skills were skilled, and he was so good at cutting them!

He motioned for Yihui to pour the orange juice into the meat being marinated.

"After 10 minutes, add the egg whites, water starch...... Stir to combine. Gu Qian said while cutting the shiitake mushrooms.

Yixuan was still curious about why he put orange juice just now!

So the slight fruit sweetness in the shiitake mushroom slices I ate at noon is not my own illusion?

"Why do you add orange juice?" Yixuan couldn't help but ask.

Gu Yan learned the tone of his voice when he cut a shiitake mushroom just now, "The practice of the soul." ”

Yixuan bypassed Gu Yan and made a "why do you want to learn from me" expression behind him.

What did he just say?

Then, after ten minutes...... Put egg white + water starch?

Eggs, starch!

"Cooking is closely related to life...... Gu Qian said calmly.

"Some people see cooking as a way of life, and some people compare life to cooking. Gu Qian scooped up the cut shiitake mushrooms with a knife, put his left hand slightly against the shiitake mushrooms, and put them in the pot.

Yiguang saw Gu Yan pick up an empty bowl and put it next to him, and began to cut a few other shiitake mushrooms, this time compared to the thickness of the shiitake mushrooms just now, it was thinner, it seemed to be only about 1mm, it was just a god-like knife technique!

Wow!

Yiguang was amazed in his heart!

But Yixuan still didn't quite understand the meaning of what Gu Yan said.

Some people see cooking as a way of life, and some people compare life to cooking.

Is life compared to cooking?

"When you are forced by life, sad, hopeless, and unpeaceful, you can concentrate on one thing, such as cutting shiitake mushrooms, which can make you forget the unhappiness in front of you for a while. Gu Qian raised his head and looked at Yiguang seriously.

Thirteen! Everyone will grow.

So I am, and so do you!

Hope you get better and better.

A moment later.

He turned on the heat and put olive oil in the pan.

After a while, the oil was hot!

A rich aroma of olive oil came from the tip of the nose.

"Here you go!" Gu Yan handed the shovel to Yixuan, "Put the meat slices!"

Yixuan took the shovel handed to her by Gu Qian with her right hand, blocked it in front of her, and picked up the glass bowl with trembling with her left hand.

Will this oil splash on your face?

No!

Pregnant!

"Hurry up!" Gu Yan said with a few degrees of voice raised.

I saw Yixuan put down the marinated meat slices in the glass container and suddenly turned off the fire.

He fanned the pot with his hand.

"Thirteen, what are you doing?" Gu Yan was a little crying and laughing at this time, thinking that this Thirteen was really a magical existence!

"I'll cool it down physically! Then put the meat slices in it! There will be no sound of rubbing, and the oil will not spill out, peaceful and friendly!" Yiguang carefully explained the principle of "peace and friendship" as he understood it.

It seems to make some sense.

Gu Yan thought to himself, where are there so many crooked theories in this thirteen......

"Get out of the way!" Gu Yan retrieved the shovel, turned on the fire, and poured the slices of meat into the pot.

"Up-rub-"

Smoke rose from the pot, and he turned on the hood.

Stir-fry and turn off the heat.

Yixuan shouted, "It's not ripe yet!"

Gu Yan didn't want to answer, but said patiently, "Pour the mushrooms into it at this time, you come!"

Yiguang listened to his words and did so.

After a while.

"At this time, you can put in salt and monosodium glutamate. Stir-fry and it's ready to go. Gu Yan said with his hands folded around his chest.

"It's so fragrant!" The drooling scent exudes a faint fruity fragrance.

This uncle in front of you...... No, this man...... So good at cooking?

My father doesn't know how to cook!

Aunt Mao once said that the dishes cooked are like character.

My grandfather once said that words are like people.

Mother once said that the face looks good and evil, and the conversation shows the connotation.

The Gu Qian in front of him doesn't look like a bad person.

Gu Yan asked Yiguang to slowly serve the fried slices of shiitake mushroom meat.

"Thirteen, look! It's not that hard. Gu Yan looked at a pair of bright eyes, what a pair of clear and aura eyes.

Gu Yan suddenly heard his heart beating, and he turned around.

What's wrong with you?

Said to Yixuan, and then teach you how to make hot and sour soup and dry pot chicken wings.

Yixuan didn't hear it, just responded perfunctorily, but was immersed in the fragrance of the mushroom meat slices she had just made, she held the basin with the mushroom meat slices in her left hand, and directly pinched a piece of shiitake mushrooms with her right hand!

It's hot!

I can't wait to put it in my mouth!

Chewing ...... Swallow in your mouth!

It smells so good!

It seems to be the feeling of waves in the sea. It seems to be the original taste of nature in the rainforest, with a slight fruit sweetness, warm as spring~~

It's delicious!

"The shiitake mushrooms in the hot and sour soup should be cut thinner, and in addition to the shiitake mushrooms, other things should be prepared. Tofu, fungus, bamboo shoots, ham, a little chicken, these are shredded, and ......"

Turning around, I saw a bright ...... who was stealing shiitake mushrooms. Yiguang stopped and put the basin on the table.

Such a quiet atmosphere.

Yixuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's so delicious!Haha, trying to break the embarrassment, she said, "Yan Ghost especially likes to drink hot and sour soup!

Gu Yan was helpless, he couldn't see whether he was happy or unhappy, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

This thirteen, interesting.

"Good. He taught Yixuan how to cut a kitchen knife, and demonstrated, "Hands, buckle like this...... Usually when cutting, you can boil water in a pot first. When it boils, first add the bamboo shoots and fungus silk,...... An important step in the hot and sour soup is to add white vinegar, water starch and pepper. ”

Then he got closer to Yixuan, put his right palm against the table, looked down at Yixuan, who was shorter than himself, and said meaningfully, "Ling...... Soul"

Yiguang thought to himself, can't this stalk get by?

It turns out that the hot and sour soup is so burned!

A moment later.

Gu Qian put sugar, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, and chicken essence into the pot, and then put enoki mushrooms, added white vinegar, and then poured in water starch to thicken.

After beating the pot, Yi Xuan watched Gu Yan open the fire.

Beat an egg.

Slowly turn from the sides to the inside to form a thin eggdrop.

Add a few drops of dark soy sauce.

Rich fragrance......

Drifting in the air.

Yixuan picked up the pepper shaker and smiled stupidly at Gu Qian, "Soul~"

Deliberately sprinkle pepper into the soup without stopping......

"Enough, do you want to eat it with pepper?" Gu Yan gripped Yiguang's wrist.

"Pounce—"

"——Tong"