Chapter 18: Lively

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"Salt!"

"Water!"

"Add a spoonful of oil!"

"Add firewood and add fire!"

"Okay! Out of the pot! Serving! ā€

As soon as Zi Mo entered the door, he saw a middle-aged strong man with bare arms and a white cloth towel around his neck and an apron hanging on his chest, stir-frying in front of the big stove with a big iron spoon in his hand, and his mouth kept nagging, and a few young guys next to him were busy with him.

"Lao Li." Shopkeeper Tong shouted at the back of the middle-aged strong man.

"Huh? Who called me? As soon as Lao Li turned around, Zi Mo saw his appearance, which was actually a scarred face with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. A brown scar stretches from the temple of the left eye to the pinna of the left ear, and at first glance it looks a little hideous.

Zi Mo's eyes flashed with surprise at first, and he immediately returned to his nature.

I didn't expect the chef behind such a famous restaurant to be like this.

Lao Li looked back at the shopkeeper Tong, and suddenly grinned, his big mouth smiled very honestly, and even the scar in the corner of his eye became softer, and he said in a brisk voice: "Yo, why did the shopkeeper come to my territory?" Eat meat or drink wine? "It's a very familiar joking tone. When he saw another one next to the shopkeeper Tong, he blinked and glared, "Where did this milk doll come from?" How did you get into the kitchen? Looking at the shopkeeper Tong again, he suddenly looked at the smiling face, and suddenly asked urgently, "Is this ...... This can't be your doll, right? When did you get a doll out and it's still so big? ā€

"I'll go to your uncle's!" Shopkeeper Tong glared at him with a roll of eyes, "I don't even have a wife with such a big doll anywhere!" He gave Zi Mo an apologetic look, "This is my guest." ā€

Zi Mo smiled back.

"Guests? What guests? Lao Li touched the back of his head, his expression was funny and did not match his rugged appearance at all, "Since it's a guest, why don't you entertain people in front of me and bring them to me." Will you bring a guest! The latter sentence is said to the shopkeeper Tong.

Zi Mo couldn't help but put his hand to his lips and smiled.

"Hey!" Lao Li stared at Zi Mo in surprise, "This little doll is not afraid of me?" He touched his face and tilted his head as if looking at the alien, "It's really strange." ā€

Shopkeeper Tong smiled but did not speak.

"Am I supposed to be afraid of you?" Zi Mo also looked at him, "Do you think you are terrible?" ā€

"Hey!" Lao Li was surprised again, and felt that the little doll was really interesting, "Of course Lao Tzu doesn't think he is terrible, but ordinary little dolls feel terrible when they see Lao Tzu." Thinking about it, he said, "Do you see the scar on my face?" ā€

Zi Mo nodded: "Of course I see, I'm not blind." ā€

"Hey!" Lao Li sighed, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper Tong and grinned, "Hey, hey, hey!" I love this little doll. This guest is invited, pleased. ā€

Shopkeeper Tong smiled and didn't speak, and looked at Zi Mo with his eyes.

"Uncle Li." Zi Mo liked Scarface very much, and called him very kindly, "Can I borrow your territory for a while?" After thinking about it, he added, "It won't take too long, half an hour at most." ā€

Lao Li heard Zi Mo call him Uncle Li's heart, he was a straight man, and his heart was directly brought out on his face, the corners of his mouth were almost on his ears, and he nodded directly without listening: "Use whatever you want." Love to use it for as long as you want. ā€

Zi Mo smiled at him, and then began his preparations.

The kitchen in Juxiang Building really has everything.

Zi Mo roughly swept the stove and the various melons, fruits, vegetables, and meat displayed on its edge, quickly crossed a few dishes in his mind, estimated the time, and finally finalized three items - beef vermicelli, corn sweet soup, and shredded apples.

These three are the snacks she used to make the most at home, which are not too time-consuming and troublesome, delicious and convenient. Because she loves to eat, she often learns how to cook food by herself, and when she does more, she becomes proficient. It is said that knowledge and learning are integrated, but in fact, cooking is the same. One way, ten things, a hundred things and a thousand things, there is no teacher.

The vermicelli is soaked in water, put in a bucket, and taken when you want. There were large chunks of beef that had already been cooked in the basin next to the table.

Zi Mo rolled up her sleeves and rolled them up, and her two white and tender arms were exposed, and she picked up the kitchen knife and skillfully sharpened the large piece of beef, moving neatly and quickly as if watching a performance, and in an instant, a piece of cooked meat as thin as white paper slid down her kitchen knife and fell onto the board.

The kitchen, which was still a little noisy, suddenly became quiet, and one by one they quietly stared at Zi Mo's hands, and several young men who had made a difference all opened their eyes, and they all ran behind Lao Li to look at Zi Mo. Lao Li's eyes widened even more.

Not to mention that he has eight points for this knife work, seven points is enough.

After cutting the beef slices for later use, Zi Mo wanted to come to a big casserole again, thinking about it, he asked Lao Li for a slightly smaller casserole, and after cleaning it, while recalling what seasonings he had used before, he took a look at the neatly arranged pile of seasonings and then took salt, hot sauce, soy sauce and other seasonings and put them in. After clearing his hands, he rolled a series of vermicelli from the bucket with his hands and wrapped them into a circle, and then properly placed the cut beef slices on top of it in the casserole. I also made another one and put it in a small casserole. Then, heat the water and boil it on a stove. Then she went to make another dish, corn soup.

Compared to the first course, corn sweet soup is naturally much easier and easier. When the ingredients are ready, boil them directly in the pot, and wait until the sweet soup comes out of the pot, and the beef vermicelli here is almost good.

The fragrance spread everywhere, and everyone sniffed hard.

After Zi Mo put the sweet soup alone, he put it with the small casserole vermicelli, and said to everyone: "Little cooking skills, let everyone laugh." If you don't like it, please try it. ā€

As soon as the words fell, the few young men who were squatting behind Lao Li immediately rushed forward, and before they could get closer, they were caught by the shopkeeper Tong and Lao Li, one in one hand, and two in each hand.

"The shopkeeper hasn't moved yet, what are you anxious about?"

"I haven't eaten yet, why are you excited?"

The four of them winked at Zi Mo with bitter faces, causing Zi Mo to laugh.

In fact, she doesn't have a score in her heart, especially this beef vermicelli, she still learned it from the aunt in the shop at the door of her house in the past, and she will always put a small piece of secret weapon when she eats it-hot pot base. But now there is no such thing, and without that smell, I don't know if it will become very strange.

She didn't know what to expect, so she paid close attention to the two people who had already begun to taste it.

The shopkeeper Tong and Lao Li each had a bowl in their hands, at first they still chewed slowly, tasting while eating, and then they directly sucked it up, Lao Li ate the fastest time, and even drank the soup base cleanly, and immediately went to serve the second bowl after eating a bowl.

"Master! Leave us some! The four boys shouted in unison.

Lao Li paused, stopped in mid-air, and glared back at the four of them: "Why are you so loud!" Lao Tzu remembers! "Smash it, smash it, smash it, and look at Zi Mo with endless resentment, "This ...... It's a little less. It's not enough for me to stuff my teeth alone. ā€

Zi Mo smiled: "Time is in a hurry, you should have a taste." There's also soup, and you can also have a bowl to try. When she saw them eating gladly, her own heart was happy. Unexpectedly, with a few less flavors, the taste is so good.

Shopkeeper Tong drank the soup after eating early, his black beard swayed, and his face was full of comfort: "Isn't there something else to pull the silk or something?" Why didn't you do it? ā€

Only then did Zi Mo remember: "Eh, you wait a while." He turned around and began to cut the apple again. She learned this dessert by watching TV. The sugar is boiled thick, poured on the starch-wrapped and fried golden apple pieces, and after a few stir-fried, it is absolutely unexpectedly delicious.

As soon as she sat down and turned around, Zi Mo saw six pairs of eyes staring at her back, and she was startled when she saw it.

Before he could speak, he heard one of the young men ask with starry eyes, "Are you done?" ā€

Zi Mo nodded, only then did she see that the casserole and sweet soup that were still full just now had already become empty, and she secretly said in her heart that she had prepared another one earlier and put it aside. In a hurry, he put out a separate portion of the plucked apple, and set it up with the other two.

The six people here were already staring at the silk apple in Zi Mo's hand, and their eyes were glowing green.

"I'll try it first!"

"I'll taste it first!"

"I'll go first!"

"I'll go first!"

Six people, you dragged me forward, like a bandit, he reached out and grabbed the plate, one was not enough, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, and quickly grabbed another one in his hand, Zi Mo was stunned on the side.

She...... She didn't do it that ...... Delicious, right...... Grab them all......

In the blink of an eye, a plate of plucked apples disappeared in an instant.

"Poof!"

Zi Mo covered his mouth and smiled.

"Haha! Ha ha! ā€

Looking at it again, I couldn't help it, and I laughed out loud with my stomach in my hands.

The six people on the other side are unknown, so, you look at me, I look at you, and then ......

"Master! Why do you still have a thread in your mouth! ā€

"Shopkeeper, why did your beard turn white!"

"Why do you four still have a golden wire in your hand?"

"You ......"

"Didn't I say, it's called 'pulling, silk, apple, fruit'. Aha! Zi Mo laughed.

The eyes of the six widened.

I see.

No wonder.

Interesting, very interesting.

"Aha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.