Qin Chuan looked over with the eyes of Sister-in-law Niu, and found that there was a foot basin placed next to the house, which contained a lot of snails, which had been added with some salt and rapeseed oil, and those snails were spitting out mud and sand, looking like they were about five catties. Look at the snail next to it, there are two bundles of toons, the purple leaves look very abrupt, but it looks very fresh, it should be because it is not picked down, and the morning dew still stays on the surface.

Looking at these fashionable dishes, Qin Chuan seemed very happy, and asked Sister-in-law Niu with a handful of toons: "Looking like this, it should be very fresh, I don't know where you picked it from, this time I have to feast on it, but I can't let others take the lead." ”

Seeing Qin Chuan so knowledgeable, Sister-in-law Niu was also very happy, picked up a handful of toon and said: "This kind of thing, it is best to eat it with local eggs scrambled, first heat the pan with cold oil, put two local eggs, wash the toon, put it in it at the right time, put it in it before smelling the fragrance, no other seasonings, just a little bit of salt, just a big bowl of rice, the taste of this time, but all in it." ”

Before Qin Chuan could answer, Sister-in-law Niu picked up the footbasin again and said: " In the early hours of the morning, those fishermen took some fresh snails over, do you know, after the Qingming Festival, these small snails lost their taste, at this time the small snails, it is the time to taste, first take cold water again, take some rapeseed oil to let them spit out the sediment, and put in some salt, so that they vomit more cleanly, without any complicated seasoning, put in a little rapeseed oil, and then put the snails in, add a little millet spicy and dry chili powder, simmer it for a half-column fragrant hour, we Qingzhou city people, just this mouthful。 ”

After listening to Sister-in-law Niu's words, Qin Chuan couldn't help but say happily: "I don't know when it started, I'm afraid of people who can cook." Just like we don't know how much water to add to make porridge, whether to put the rice or the eggs first in the egg fried rice.

I'm scared of people who can cook. With them, my body, which is filled with the smell of takeout, is out of place, and my numb tongue can only perceive heavy oil and spicy.

What do I mean by being able to cook? Not everyone can blurt it out, because that's not the most common perception in the world, and it's not just about simply distinguishing between raw and cooked food. It is not to add water and seasonings to boil, repeating the mechanical action, not to boil the oil, and pour the onions, ginger and garlic into it regardless of the heat;

What do I mean by being able to cook? They know where the best rice grows, and how fragrant the pots are when stewed over a firewood fire, they are proficient in all kinds of cooking techniques, and they know how the five flavors can be combined to produce different flavors. With them, all I can boast about is that I once won the overlord meal. And this is all from their hands in the end.

When they pick up the cooking utensils, like a proud warrior, the whole kitchen is their battlefield, and no one is allowed to step on it. They are attentive, handling the ingredients as if they were performing ancient rituals, and they have a Rolex in their hearts that knows exactly when each food throws a tantrum.

I'm scared of people who can cook. Because they won't be lonely and they won't be bored.

They will tell you that peanuts and dried tofu are chewed with ham, and fried rice with lard is simple but more fragrant, for them, cooking is more like a practice, not impatient, just right.

I'm scared of people who can cook.

What they want to eat is not limited by choice. They are limited only to themselves, and to the world. ”

Hearing Qin Chuan's words, Sister-in-law Niu happily replied: "Those scholars in the Tongfu Inn, so thinking about worshipping the king, or fantasizing that they are martial arts practitioners, can jump ten zhang high, and kill people without leaving a name, but for us cooks, isn't this cooking a kind of practice? ”

Qin Chuan saw that Sister-in-law Niu had already scooped up the snails, and knew that this time he could know the delicious food without having to do it himself, so he kept patting the sycophants next to him and said: "Sister-in-law Niu is right, those scholars are very simple, thinking that only fame and fortune are what they really think, but in fact, they don't know, for ordinary people, this world is peaceful, and it is a great happiness to be able to have no worries about food and clothing, where do they dare to ask for other things?"

Sister-in-law Niu added some pine wood to the firewood hot pot, and ignited the pine needles, and after a while, the smoke rose, and the rapeseed oil in the pot was hot, and she didn't see any fancy movements, but she saw Sister-in-law Niu put the plate of snails down, took out more than a dozen sun-dried red peppers from the wall, and took out a cloth bag from the kitchen cupboard, and could smell the chili peppers inside a few steps away. But Qin Chuan was already swallowing saliva before he could eat the snail, and Guan Lang beside him couldn't hold it back, so he took a steamed bun next to him and gnawed it, but his eyes kept staring at the pot.

After waiting for a long time, Sister-in-law Niu lifted the lid of the pot, and a smell of chili peppers greeted her, and the stimulating chili peppers accompanied the fresh snails, which greatly increased the appetite of Qin Chuan and Guan Lang. After lying in the room for three days, Qin Chuan's stomach was already empty, and now that he smelled these fragrances, he couldn't hold it back, if he hadn't thought that Shen Lingqiu was waiting in the room, I'm afraid Qin Chuan would have eaten with a bowl.

A plate of chili snails was brought up, Qin Chuan took the spatula of Sister-in-law Niu, cleaned the iron pot that had burned the snails before, poured a little rapeseed oil into it, took advantage of the white smoke just rising, poured the toon into it, broke three eggs casually, stirred it with bamboo chopsticks, and poured it into it while the heat was on the side of the pot, and after a while, a steaming toon egg was already baked.

Looking at Qin Chuan's familiar methods, Sister-in-law Niu nodded with satisfaction beside her, it seems that the children of the poor are still in charge early, Qin Chuan has become a delicious meal with fashionable food at a young age, looking at this posture, it should be done often. It seems that he has also suffered a lot with that old man. I heard that he was admitted to the top three of Bailu Academy in Qingzhou City this time, but I just hope that he can live a good life in the future.

Qin Chuan saw that there were a few chili peppers next to him, and some pork belly, Qin Chuan was not polite, he directly cut the pork belly into pieces, asked Guan Lang to make the flames in the stove smaller, put those pork belly into the pot, stir-fry the lard over low heat, and then put the cut chili peppers into it, stir-fried it a few times in the pot, added a little salt to taste, and Qin Chuan fried the chili fried meat.

Sister-in-law Niu picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of chili fried meat and said: "However, this chili fried meat has the fragrance of chili peppers, as well as the fat but not greasy oil fragrance, but the two are not in conflict, but they are perfectly combined." Qin Chuan, if you weren't a scholar, you would definitely be a good cook. ”

Seeing Sister-in-law Niu praising herself like this, Qin Chuan gave Guan Lang a look, asked him to make a little rice, took something and carried the food up, and said hello to Sister-in-law Niu casually, and the two came to Shen Lingqiu's room in full view of everyone.