Zhao Xiangjiang looked at Cao Ming's difficult appearance, funny, but also a little sympathetic, and at the same time very pleased that his daughter was very compatible with his own student. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the community where Tangtang is located, there are very few friends who can play with her, Zhao Xiangjiang is very afraid that his daughter will develop a withdrawn personality if she is alone for a long time, and now with this Brother Cao, Zhao Xiangjiang is much less worried about this in his heart.

"Cao Ming, I'll go back with me later, and dinner will be at the teacher's house."

Cao Ming hesitated: "Always rubbing rice like this...... It doesn't feel like much. ”

The head teacher looked angry: "Seeing the teacher like this? Don't go through the door of the teacher's house after that. ”

Sugar Candy heard Ma Ma say this, and looked nervous: "No, I want my brother to play with me." ”

At this point, Cao Ming knew that he would be a little ignorant if he refused to continue, and said with a wry smile: "Teacher Zhao, if I continue like this, I will be raised by you to be a big fat man, but I want to settle accounts with you." ”

As he spoke, he naturally took Tangtang's hand and walked towards the school gate with Zhao Xiangjiang.

The three of them went to the vegetable market first, and when they passed by the fish market, Tangtang fell in love with a fish that was swimming happily and shouted that they wanted to eat fish tonight.

Teacher Zhao hesitated, she could make other fish, but what she was in front of her was a black fish, and she knew that it was difficult for a veteran to make a taste that matched this delicious ingredient.

But her daughter was rarely interested in taking the initiative to ask for a dish, and she couldn't bear to brush off her baby daughter's request.

Cao Ming saw it clearly on the side, and took the initiative to instigate: "This black fish is really good, the mouth is stocky, the gills are fat and the wings are short, it is pure wild, and the meat must be fresh and tender."

The fishing boss saw that he had a knowledgeable person, and he didn't care about soliciting other customers, so he gave Cao Ming a thumbs up: "Connoisseur!"

After finishing it, he turned his head to Zhao Xiangjiang and forced: "Teacher Xiao Zhao, I will tell you the bottom, like today's good black child, I am afraid that I will be able to collect one in several months, and I should buy it as soon as possible."

"I want to buy it, but I haven't made a black fish ......," the head teacher is sincere.

The fishing boss rolled his eyes, and his fingers covered with fish scales tapped Cao Ming: "Isn't the connoisseur here?"

Cao Ming waved his hand modestly: "My grandfather is an old customer of blackfish, and I just beat him."

Zhao Xiangjiang felt that Cao Ming's "qualifications" were enough, and he thought in his heart that there would be someone who came over to guide him, and he should not make it into a dark dish now.

With a firm heart, he turned his head and beckoned the fishing boss to get on the scale.

Sugar Candy smiled happily and was in high spirits.

After buying the fish, Mr. Zhao took the initiative to find Cao Ming to sum it up, and finally decided to make black fish soup.

Because in this way, the process required is relatively small, the time is not too long, there is no need to marinate and blanch, and the product can maximize the unique aroma characteristics of black blood.

One large, two small and three people bought mushrooms, tender vegetables, winter bamboo shoots and other auxiliary materials along the vegetable market according to Cao Ming's guidance.

Back at home in the community, the three of them went straight to the kitchen, Cao Ming originally thought that he would retreat behind the scenes to be a dog-headed military advisor, and let Zhao Xiangjiang take charge of it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Teacher Zhao picked up the kitchen knife, her usual calm temperament in the classroom was completely gone. Zhao Xiangjiang held the kitchen knife in the fish's neck for a long time, his expression was tangled, and it took a long time to make up his mind.

The fish didn't split, but it startled the onlookers Tangtang and Cao Ming.

Cao Ming sweated profusely and coughed: "Teacher Zhao, you are good at killing fish...... Unique. ”

Zhao Xiangjiang was embarrassed: "When I usually cook fish, my lover takes over after killing it." She suddenly remembered that the last time her husband was on a business trip, Tangtang clamored to eat chicken, and after she tried her best to chop off the head of the chicken, she let the headless grass chicken jump around the kitchen several times, and this painful experience made her very afraid of slaughtering things for months.

The scene of chicken blood flying all over the sky that day came to his mind again, Zhao Xiangjiang's heart trembled, and the hand holding the kitchen knife was even more hesitant this time.

Cao Ming silently took the kitchen knife from Zhao Xiangjiang, who was slightly distracted, pressed the fish head with one hand, and knocked twice on the flat fish head with the handle of the knife.

Zhao Xiangjiang came back to his senses, and when he saw that the black fish on the cutting board was no longer beautiful, he shook his tail twice and stopped moving, and fainted directly, a little incredulous: "This is ...... Good...... Finish? ”

In her mind, the process should be bloody and tedious.

She looked at her students with admiration, and there was no sigh of inferior skills in her heart, but she looked at Cao Ming's calm and immature face and became more and more happy.

After all, a woman's life needs a man, and this need has nothing to do with emotional and moral loyalty and rebellion, but is based on the need for protection and responsibility in front of women in every bit of life.

Zhao Xiangjiang retreated with peace of mind, watching Cao Ming's relatively small hands in the development period disemboweling the black fish and disemboweling it, removing the scales and chopping pieces, and the clean and neat fingers exuded a killing decision, and the picture of these hands dancing smoothly on the black and white keys suddenly appeared in her mind.

Cao Ming saw that Mr. Zhao had no intention of making another move, so he could only take care of it himself, and after the fish head was split and ironed, he reached out and prepared to sort out the auxiliary materials.

Mr. Zhao's role changed at this time, and he willingly played the role of an apprentice, took the initiative to work, and humbly asked the little boy who was half a round younger than himself: "How to deal with winter bamboo shoots and mushrooms?"

"Boil the bamboo shoot slices in boiling water for 15 minutes, then let them cool, and if you want to cut the mushrooms into slices, wash the tender cabbage sum for me......"

The two quickly divided the labor, joined hands with each other, the process was orderly, and the tacit understanding during the period also rose sharply, here Cao Ming just put oil in the wok, Zhao Xiangjiang no longer needed to mention it again, and put the ginger pieces and green onions into the pot in a timely manner.

Cao Ming controlled the temperature of the fire, saw that the color of the pot had changed, put the bamboo shoots, mushroom slices, and fish pieces into the pot one after another, and after simmering thoroughly, add enough water to boil, and finally took the sugar candy and poured it into the hardcover Shao wine that had already been handed to Cao Ming at any time, and then relaxed and relieved.

In the kitchen, not only Cao Ming, Zhao Xiangjiang, and Tangtang were all sweating in this intense process, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, as if they had experienced a battle together, and they all felt a little close in their hearts.

Waiting for the soup to be boiled in the pot until the soup was milky white, Cao Ming cheered up, took the cabbage sum that Mr. Zhao had already prepared, carefully seasoned it with salt, smacked his lips, his brows gradually stretched, and his eyes were bright.

When Zhao Xiangjiang saw Cao Ming's demeanor, he couldn't help but take a spoon and taste it, and immediately felt that the rich and fresh fragrance burst out on the tip of his tongue, and the deliciousness was abnormal. In addition, I have also put a lot of effort into this fish soup, and the sense of achievement has doubled up.

Cao Ming interrupted Mr. Zhao's slight intoxication with a smile, and asked her and Tangtang to bring the meal to the living room first, and then found the materials and prepared some balsamic vinegar, garlic paste, minced ginger or something for eating.

Cao Ming came out and found that the mother and daughter were already waiting for Cao Ming to start together, which was warm and warm, making Cao Ming happy from the inside out.

Zhao Xiangjiang first filled a small bowl of sugar candy, and was just about to fill Cao Ming's bowl when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhao Xiangjiang originally planned to open the door just now, but the doorbell rang tightly and unsteadily. She frowned slightly, unhappy in her heart, but made up her mind to dry the comer for a while.

Shi Shiran filled Cao Ming's bowl, and Zhao Xiangjiang turned a deaf ear to the almost angry ringing bell outside the door.

Cao Ming didn't want to go, but looking at the hostess with a sinking face, it was not good to interfere with it in a way, and the atmosphere on the table froze for a while, and the warm feeling just now was gone.

The sound outside the door was full of anger, Cao Ming got up uneasily, and discussed in a tone: "I'll go open the door first?" ”

Zhao Xiangjiang raised his hand and motioned for Cao Ming to sit down, spared the carved fence by himself, and went to the security door.

As soon as the door was opened, a burst of wine rushed to the nostrils, and there was a drunken man leaning on the door, in a suit and leather shoes, bright and shiny, but at the moment he did have a gloomy face, and his beautiful mustache was also coldly skimmed.

Zhao Xiangjiang was surprised, and hurriedly helped the man into the house: "Ziqing, why didn't you call me in advance when you came back?" ”

This person is Mr. Zhao's husband, Lu Ziqing, who is said to be in the steel business in Qingdao.

Lu Ziqing replied to the question: "It took so long to open the door?" Deaf? He snorted very unhappily, lowered his head and looked for his slippers on the shoe rack, but he didn't find them for a long time, but saw a pair of sneakers on the shoe rack.

There's a man in this house?!

Lu Ziqing had never encountered this situation, he only felt that his brain was buzzing, and in the chaos, he thought of his beautiful wife's refusal to open the door just now, and his blood surged up his head at once, and the calmness of the past was completely gone, and he didn't even find that the size of the sneakers was that a teenager could wear them.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhao Xiangjiang fiercely, his face was like a sponge soaked in the water of the midwinter river, eerie and terrifying.

Zhao Xiangjiang realized that something was wrong, and was about to speak, only to feel a phantom flash in front of him, a throbbing pain in his face, and then a sweet corner of his mouth.

Lu Ziqing's palm was cold and angry, and he spared no effort, and the five-finger handprint appeared vividly on the face of his cheating wife who was believed to have hidden his man behind his back in Lu Ziqing's heart.