The sunlight swayed, through the old locust tree in the courtyard, the light spots that were covered and divided by the branches and leaves were reflected on the ground, and the breeze struck, and the branches and leaves swayed, making the light spots that were divided on the ground flickering and dimming.

In the kitchen, Wang Ming skillfully handled the ingredients, the red tomatoes had been cut into small pieces by him, the long beans had also been processed into small pieces of inches, and the eggplant was peeled and changed into diamond-shaped blocks with cross-shaped knives.

Wang Ming held a heavy iron kitchen knife in his hand, and pressed the washed cucumber with his left hand, accompanied by a very rhythmic dangdang sound, the cucumber was cut into shreds as thick as matchsticks.

After cutting these, Wang Ming's forehead was slightly sweaty, although he was very familiar with this line, but after coming into contact with the ingredients, he knew that the body coordination after rebirth could not be reached, and the body also had obvious shortcomings, rural family knives are not as good as those in towns, they will buy the kind of kitchen knives that look a little thicker to use, firstly, although this kind of kitchen knife is heavy, but the price is low, and secondly, this kind of kitchen knife is thicker and heavier, in addition to cutting vegetables, processing meat food, especially bone-in meat, the heavy blade has an advantage.

After cutting these, the water in the pot was already boiling, Wang Ming put the rice into the pot with his hands and feet, opened a small bottle in the spice cabinet, approached the tip of his nose, sniffed it gently, and then carefully dug it out with a small spoon, dipped his index finger and thumb in some, rubbed it gently, and couldn't help frowning slightly, so he reluctantly put a little bit into the pot.

"This alkaline noodle smells slightly pungent, and the finger rubbing also looks very rough, but it is better than nothing, putting some in it will not damage the taste of rice porridge, but can quickly decompose the activity in the rice grains, so as to shorten the time of boiling porridge, and the porridge that can be boiled is thicker."

Wang Ming muttered to himself, covered the pot, leaving only a small gap to prevent the rice porridge from overflowing due to boiling, and then turned around and put the wok on the side of the small stove.

In the countryside in 2000, most of the cooking stoves were two fire eyes, the main fire used in the cauldron, and there would be a secondary fire near the wall chimney The stove eye would be much smaller, and the cooking water and vegetables were boiled and stir-fried on weekdays, which was convenient and saved coal and firewood.

Wang Ming is familiar with the small stove pot scrubbed clean, and when the water stains in it are boiled dry, then take the oil bucket, carefully pour some into it, while heating, while gently rotating the wok, so that the oil in it continues to rotate around the pot, this is the refining pot, and when the oil is hot, then the cut eggplant is gently poured in.

"Shroff..."

With the eggplant into the pot, the shovel in Wang Ming's right hand also gently pressed on the top, so that the eggplant in the pot was constantly squeezed out with moisture, and then dried at high temperature, and after a while, the slightly golden eggplant was fried.

The eggplant was put out, Wang Ming added some clear oil to the pot, the onion and garlic that had been prepared were stir-fried in the pot, and the bright red pepper also followed, and then, the noodle sauce was put into the pot, accompanied by the bright red pepper was stirred, making a burst of snorting sound, when a faint fragrance came out, Wang Ming poured the water in the small bowl on the side, and after that, the eggplant that had been fried slipped into the pot, ordered some soy sauce and salt, and then covered the pot.

"The seasonings used at home are still too simple, I haven't cooked by myself for a long time, but I am a little rusty, catering is called diligence, practice makes perfect, and that's true."

Wang Ming pondered in his heart, couldn't help but stretch out his palm, looking at the slender and slender hand in front of him, there was guilt on his face in his frown, his parents rarely got involved in farm work at home in order to let him study with peace of mind, but despite this, he still lived up to his parents' expectations.

"Brother?"

Just as Wang Ming was pondering, outside the kitchen, Wang Li stood at the door with sleepy eyes, her delicate little face was full of surprise, her shallow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, looking at Wang Ming in front of her, and some suspicious immature sounds came from the slightly open cherry mouth.

"Well, wake up girl."

Looking at the little Lori in front of him who was still wearing pajamas, a gentle smile appeared on Wang Ming's face, and when he spoke, his steps moved, and his palm stroked the long hair of Little Lori.

"Brother, are you making breakfast? Not... It smells so good. ”

Wang Li pouted, reached out and rubbed her sleepy eyes, her eyes swept over the ingredients that had been prepared on the board, the fragrance of porridge and rice from the pot, mixed with the unique fragrance of spicy eggplant in the small stove, made Xiao Loli's eyes brighten up a little, and the little Qiong's nose couldn't help twitching, but when the retracted gaze looked at Wang Ming, the doubts and surprises in her eyes were a little more.

In her memory, her brother Wang Ming was keen on learning, and rarely took the initiative to pay attention to other things, and as for cooking on the fire, she had never been in contact with it, but now this qiē in front of her surprised her.

"Is this what my brother did?"

Little Lori stared at Wang Ming with blank eyes, looking up at her little face, revealing an unbelievable expression, the sense of surprise that could not be concealed, as if Wang Ming in front of her had changed into a person.

Wang Ming nodded with a smile, reached out and pinched Wang Li's little face, his expression was full of doting.

"Today weekend, you don't have to go to school, go wash your face and brush your teeth, and I'll let you taste my brother's craftsmanship, you know, my brother is a genius chef."

Seeing Wang Ming nodding and admitting, although Xiao Lori was puzzled, she quickly smiled, and at this time, her stomach growled a few times, and then, she nodded at Wang Ming, and turned to the kitchen to walk.

Looking at the little slender back of Little Lori, Wang Ming shook his head, with a hint of satisfaction on his face, turned around and opened the lid, added monosodium glutamate and sesame oil, and poured the thick eggplant that had been boiled into the plate, and then started the other side dishes.

In the kitchen, Wang Ming looked serious, although the movements of his subordinates were a little jerky when he lowered his head, but after a while, the four side dishes were made, and the rice porridge in the pot was almost boiled at this time.

"Brother, okay, I smell it all, it's so fragrant."

Outside the kitchen, Xiao Lori wiped her delicate little face with a towel, and when the vague words came out, the person had already entered the kitchen again, and her big black and shiny eyes looked at a few small dishes on the board, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"I'm going to start eating right away, but my dad drank a little too much yesterday, so you can go and see if your parents are up."

Wang Ming's voice fell, and he watched the little Lori who kept swallowing saliva out of the kitchen, put the porridge into a bowl with his hands and feet, and brought it to the wooden table under the big acacia, and when he turned around, his mother Yang Xia also walked out of the room under the pull of the little Lori.

Seeing his mother's puzzled eyes looking at him, Wang Ming was a little embarrassed here, he grinned and hurriedly set up the stool, and at this time, his father Wang Zheng also walked out of the room, and his eyes also looked at Wang Ming with some doubts.

"Mom and Dad, it's time for breakfast."

Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, and the little Lori on the side was also pulling the corners of Wang Zheng's clothes, and the family gathered around the small wooden table.

"It's... What did you do? ”

Yang Xia looked at the side dishes on the table in surprise, such as eggplant in spicy sauce, boiled beans, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and cucumber dragons that were pickled by the changed knife method, and when she asked, her pale face was full of incredulity.

For so many years, Wang Ming has never been in contact with these, but now these home-cooked side dishes are placed in front of her, the color is bright, although it is simple, the color matching is also very appetizing, and there are bursts of fragrant fragrance, even Wang Zheng, who has a somewhat gloomy face on the side, is a little moved.

"Is this still our son?"

The two looked at each other, both of them looked at each other's eyes in disbelief, and the little Lori on the side had long been impatient at the moment, and the chopsticks had already stretched out to the spicy eggplant with a translucent luster.

"Goo."

Little Lori swallowed her saliva, gently blew the eggplant that was still a little hot, and then put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully while sneering.

"Hmm... It's so fragrant, it's delicious, mom, you can taste it, my brother's cooking is delicious. ”

Little Lori muttered indistinctly, and as she spoke, she picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in Yang Xia's bowl.

Seeing this, Wang Ming also stretched out his chopsticks and took a few bites of food to his father Wang Zheng......

"Dad, Mom, after so many years of eating, today you can also taste your son's craftsmanship."

Wang Ming's voice fell, his eyes were sincere, and when he looked at Wang Zheng and the two, even Wang Zheng, who had a cold face, his face softened a little.

"Let's eat together."

Wang Zheng lowered his head and threw down a sentence, silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks in front of him, and Yang Xia on the side, her face was hard to hide with relief, and she also held the dishes in the bowl with a smile...

Except for the little Lori, there will be a delicious sound from time to time, the other three are silent, the meal passed quickly, after the little Lori was full, patted her belly, and obediently cleaned up her own dishes and chopsticks, and did not forget to give Wang Ming a thumbs up as a reward when she left.

Wang Zheng lowered his head, the cigarette smoke between his fingers was swirling, and he fell into deep thought, although he didn't say anything from beginning to end, but today's food consumption has increased a lot more than usual, this, together with Yang Xia, who has begun to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the side, saw that there was a faint smile on his face.

And looking at Wang Ming's eyes from time to time, there is a soft color, this son who has only been bored reading since he was a child, the surprise he gave them, made them happy at the same time, but also appreciated.

"When did you learn to cook?"

Wang Zheng took a deep puff of his cigarette, and in the light smoke, he opened his mouth after being silent for a long time, although he was very pleased with Wang Ming's surprise this morning, but on that face, at this moment, he still regained the appearance of the ancient well.

"This... I can't tell, but I usually watch my mother cook occasionally, and I have learned some subtly. ”

Wang Ming pretended to be dazed and shrugged his shoulders, and said to Wang Zheng on the side.

"Huh?"

Wang Zheng looked stunned, stared at Wang Ming's immature face for a moment, and when he retracted his gaze, there was obviously a flash of light in his eyes, and at the same time, Wang Zheng's heart inexplicably swept four big words.

"Genius chef?"