Xiao Guo: I want to grab your stomach......

Zhou Jiu: I think you want to poison my stomach.

Xiao Guo was making carrot soup stewed in clear water, trying hard not to make a moth.

But with his terrible cooking skills, it doesn't take a moth to come to the ghost.

The carrots were stewed in clear water, and some salt and monosodium glutamate were put in it, Xiao Guo hesitated, looking at this plain soup, it seemed that he wanted to put a little other spice bacteria to add some color, so after thinking about it, he went over and brought the soy sauce bottle.

Before putting the soy sauce, Xiao Guo still remembered to taste the taste of the soup, after all, he had to see whether to add a little water or some salt.

So he put down the soy sauce bottle again, went to get a spoon, and then threw the spoon into the pot and scooped up a spoonful of soup.

This was originally a normal action, but after Xiao Guo caught a glimpse of Zhou Jiu, who was suddenly in high spirits, he suddenly became nervous.

After thinking about it, he suddenly ran over to get a bowl again, and poured the soup from the spoon into the bowl before he began to taste it.

Although he didn't mind much, he still knew the level of cleanliness of this bird, and if he had eaten the soup he had worked so hard to make, he would refuse to eat the same bowl of the same bowl, then he would not be able to reason at that time, and it would be better to prevent it from happening.

Zhou Jiu, who failed to find a reason, the dull hair on his head fell all of a sudden, and he exuded a mournful atmosphere.

If you don't want to eat or something, it's actually not a big deal, if you change it to the usual things that Xu Lao makes, Zhou Jiu won't eat if he doesn't want to.

But let's see the child working so hard to cook for him.

Zhou Jiu sighed at this affection, so he couldn't stop opening his mouth so easily, at least he had to find some reason, how hurtful it would be to stop eating for no reason.

But now it's okay to hurt people's hearts, Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, feeling that if he really ate it, it would not hurt people's hearts, but hurt the bird's stomach.

Zhou Jiu watched Xiao Guo Tian take out a little soup and taste it, then added some salt to the pot and stirred it twice.

I added a little more soup and tasted it, then added some more water to it.

After several times, the degree of saltiness was finally determined.

……

In a trance, I always feel that I have seen the rise of a new star in the dark culinary world in the future.

Xu Lao patted his thigh and laughed on the side, but he didn't look at Zhou Jiu's direction, which made Zhou Jiu have nowhere to get angry.

Uncle Xiao Li wants to be a peacemaker and help Xiao Guo to make this pot of soup more delicious.

But Xiao Guo wanted to make something he made himself, so naturally he didn't want Uncle Xiao Li to interfere, so Uncle Li had to provide verbal guidance.

However, verbal instruction is always a little worse when it comes to cooking.

Now put some salt, but how much?

It will turn into a small fire after a while, but how long will it take and how big will it be to turn into a small fire?

These are some of the experiences accumulated in daily life and many years of practice.

It is impossible to convey it to others accurately by oral teaching.

Uncle Xiao Li also has a large family's dishes in his own pot, and it is impossible to stand next to Xiao Guo to guide little by little, he can only say two sentences verbally and remotely from time to time, even these two sentences can make Xiao Guo make a lot of trouble.

Uncle Xiao Li made a plate of braised pork, and turned his head to see the stewed carrots in the pot with clear soup and little water.

After thinking about it, he made a suggestion to Xiao Guo: "...... Do you want to add some meat to it, such a clear soup with little water, it doesn't seem to be very delicious, if you add a little meat flavor to the dish. It can also be umami, so that the taste can also go up to a layer. ”

Most people's tastes are actually more meat-oriented.

Regardless of physical condition and economic status, no matter how delicious vegetables are, people will still choose more meat dishes if they have the conditions.

There was once a vegetarian contest in which it was said that a temple was given a final style of food, and strict rules were set for this purpose, and many chefs were selected to participate in the competition.

The dish made by the victorious man in the end was indeed delicious and unusual, and won the affirmation of most of the people present.

However, if you ask this person to do it afterwards, this person can't do it easily.

It turned out that during the competition, he had brought a white towel into it beforehand, and the white towel had been soaked in the prepared broth before.

When it was time for him to cook, he put the white towel in the soup and boiled it.

The smell of meat naturally spreads into the soup he is making now, and he invisibly achieves the purpose of cheating.

Although this behavior is shameful, it has to be said that in some aspects, it still reflects the taste of meat dishes more than vegetarian dishes most of the time.

There's a witty saying on the Internet that I worked so hard to climb to the top of the food chain, not to be a vegetarian.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, feeling that although he was now from the top of the food chain, he fell down.

But his taste hasn't changed much, and he still prefers meat, so Uncle Li's proposal can be regarded as just what he wants.

Xiao Guo glanced down at Zhou Jiu, and really didn't have the courage to continue to ask it for advice, so he ran over directly and pulled bacon from the stove.

The bacon here is made in advance and then hung above the stove, so that the heat and smoke of cooking every day will bake the bacon, and the bacon can be added to the fragrance of plants and trees in the process of continuous drying, and the taste will become more and more delicious.

However, in the same way, although the longer you bake it, the better the meat will be, but the tougher it will be.

The harder the object, the more you need to cut it, because if you don't use force, the more you will cut it, the more tired it will be, and then you won't have the heart to continue cutting.

In exchange, the result was another messy chop like Xiao Guo.

Fortunately, Xiao Guo didn't insist on cutting it himself this time, but directly took a few slices of meat from Uncle Xiaoli's cutting board, and then ran over and threw them into his own pot.

Uncle Xiao Li didn't have time to say what came to his mouth, so he had to swallow it silently.

Xu Lao held back a smile, but Xiao Guo, who thought that he had not done anything bad, was still stirring the contents of his pot without knowing anything.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and looked at the bacon that was as thin as a cicada's wings, and he also felt very greedy, but compared to the thinly sliced bacon, which was the size of half a person's palm.

Zhou Jiu felt that he might not be able to eat any more.

It seems that this is not going to poison my brother, and I am ready to choke my brother directly at the moment of entrance......