Chapter 136 Eating and Casting Signs

"It seems to be a little hot."

Fang Ming touched his nose and found that there was a layer of fine sweat, looked around, his eyes fell on the stove, and he immediately understood that it should be emitted.

Putting aside the bronze tripod he was holding, Ning Yuan stood up and walked to the stove to take a look, nodded, and said, "It's almost, let's take another two hours." ”

Returning to the table and sitting down, Ning Yuan poured a little more coffee for herself and Fang Ming, and while waiting, she and Fang Ming chatted a lot about antiques through an antique from the middle Shang period that she had accidentally discovered. She found that she had neglected the traditional arts.

"In a few days, when I am almost busy with the things at hand, I need to find some time to systematically study those ink paintings and sculptures."

Ning Yuan secretly made up her mind in her heart, she grew up abroad since she was a child, and she was exposed to foreign art forms such as oil painting, sculpture, etc., although the level of calligraphy was extremely high, but after all, she didn't have much interest, let alone traditional Chinese painting and other art forms.

At this time, the exchange with Fang Ming allowed her to see another almost new world, which eventually led to Ning Yuan ten years later on the basis of absorbing the essence of Chinese and foreign art, and finally formed her own artistic style, becoming the most outstanding figure in the history of contemporary art.

Of course, this. One. Root. Read. The novel xstxt is all an afterword.

Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief gently, he and Zhou Yafang had forgotten about the signature thing, if they couldn't complete it at this time, they really had the heart to commit suicide.

"Thank you."

Looking at the time, Fang Ming found that it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, touched his stomach, and said, "Time flies so fast, it seems that we should be looking for something to eat, I wonder if you have something to eat in the refrigerator in this villa?" ”

On the way here just now, Fang Ming noticed that the place where the villa was located was a little remote, and the key was that the villa here in Ningyuan only had her own, not a villa-style community, except for what she had to eat here, I am afraid it would be impossible to buy food - of course, if she was willing to drive back to the city, there would definitely be food.

"The last time I was here with my friends, I remember there was food in the fridge, but I didn't know how to cook."

Fang Ming stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "How can you let a beautiful woman do it?" Don't worry, as long as there is something to eat, I'll come. ”

Leaving the basement, Fang Ming immediately saw the kitchen on the first floor of the villa, and when he went in, he found that there was everything from the refrigerator to the stove, but from the perspective of smoothness, it was estimated that he had not used it a few times.

When I opened the refrigerator, I looked through the freezer and found that it was full of meat.

"Wagyu? And it's still tenderloin, good stuff. ”

"Chickens? Well, it can be used to make a soup. ”

Fang Ming quickly found the meat he wanted, and finally found a few potatoes and rice. That's enough to make a good meal.

First, wash the chicken, defrost it in the microwave, put it in the soup pot, add water, put some ginseng and the like in it, and then turn on the gas stove and cook it quickly - although it is said that the chicken soup should be boiled slowly to taste, but now it is too much to worry about eating in a hurry.

As for the beef, it was cut into cubes, looking at the "marbling" exposed inside, Fang Ming found that his saliva was about to flow out, this kind of meat is also called "snowflake meat", which is the best among beef.

However, Fang Ming did not choose to fry it, but put it together with the cloudy potatoes, add olive oil and other things to the plate, and then stuff it into the oven. Finally, he puts the rice in a pot and boils.

In the midst of the busyness, time passed slowly, and after nearly an hour, everything was ready.

Turn on the oven and divide the meat and potatoes into separate plates, then add a bowl of rice to each plate, and the soup into a separate bowl. After doing all this, Fang Ming went to the basement and called Ning Yuan up.

"Come on, give it a try, there aren't many things, and time is tight, so it's just a little simpler."

Ning Yuan sat down at the table, first looked at the plate, and found that the beef and potatoes were mixed together and roasted to a golden brown, which should be the reason for the addition of red wine, the golden color was very attractive, and the key thing was that it also exuded a faint aroma of wine.

As for the rice on the side, it is also cooked quite horizontally, with distinct grains, and even exudes a special luster, which makes people can't help but move their index fingers at a glance.

Picking up the spoon, Ning Yuan first flicked the potato, as if he heard the sound of "silk", and half a fist-sized potato suddenly cracked, revealing the powdery "mud" inside.

I picked a piece of meat, then made rice, and finally poured a spoonful of gravy on top of it, so that the potato, beef, rice, and gravy were mixed together and the heat was exuded.

Scooped it up with a spoon and put it in his mouth, chewing it a few times, Ning Yuan's brows suddenly relaxed, and the next action was a little faster.

Fang Ming laughed, this meant that his dinner had been recognized.

Ning Yuan ate quickly, and after only ten minutes, he swept everything up.

"Here, get some soup."

Fang Ming pushed a bowl of chicken soup next to Ning Yuan, the soup was very clear, this was because the meat and rice before were already relatively greasy, if the soup was also relatively oily, it would not taste good. Obviously, Fang Ming's "arrangement" was also recognized by Ning Yuan.

"Yes, and it's pretty good, I didn't think you could make such a taste like this with such a simple thing, I think if you don't play with antiques, then you might as well open a restaurant."

Because of the excellent economic conditions, Ning Yuan has eaten well in addition to painting over the years, so his mouth is actually very tricky, and it is not easy to get her approval.

"Isn't it, I still have such a talent?"

Fang Ming never thought that he also had such a skill in cooking, when he was researching the antique collection in the library before, he occasionally saw a simple recipe in a book, because he remembered the materials and ingredients listed above, and Ning Yuan happened to have them here, so he simply grabbed the medicine according to the prescription, but he didn't expect to be recognized by Ning Yuan.

"You eat slowly, I'll go down to see if the mold is dry, if it does, we can start the next step."

After Ning Yuan left, Fang Ming was not in a hurry, he slowly ate and drank all the meat, rice, and soup, even the chicken used to cook the soup he ate whole.

After eating, he cleaned up the kitchen, and then slowly walked to the basement, and when he went in, he saw Ning Yuan put the mold he had made before into a special oven to bake, and the butter immediately flowed out of the hole left on purpose, and he soon got a mold with an empty middle.

The whole process only took about ten minutes, and it was over in the blink of an eye.

Ning Yuan gently took out the mold, and then fixed it vertically on the workbench.

"The last step."

Ning Yuan took a look at the furnace that melted bronze and found that it was also ready, and the temperature was 1150 degrees.

Moving the special pipe hanging against the ceiling, Ning Yuan carefully aimed the mouth of the pipe at the mouth left by the yoko, that is, the place where the butter flowed out before, and then turned on the switch on it.

"Whew!"

Fang Ming, who was standing on the side, even felt a hot breath rushing towards him, and the dark red molten metal made people feel chilled when they saw it, he was very worried that Ning Yuan would accidentally burn himself.

However, Ning Yuan was definitely a veteran in this area, and she had done everything almost in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, when it's cooled, knock the mold off, and then polish it to a certain extent."

Looking at the mouth of the mold that was still emitting a few wisps of green smoke, Fang Ming grabbed his hair and said, "Why does it look so simple?" ”

Carefully hanging the tube back to its original position, Ning Yuan turned around and said: "It's not too difficult, in fact, the most important part of the whole process is the part of molding, of course, there are still skills when pouring beautifully, whether it is too fast or too slow, the final effect is different."

"Okay, I don't care about this, anyway, I don't have much interest in this, if I need it in the future, I can just come to a professional like you."

Fang Ming could imagine that the process of making a mold was definitely not simple, but he didn't expect that the speed of pouring bronze juice would be so exquisite.

Half an hour later, Ning Yuan picked up a small hammer and gently knocked the mold off, revealing the bronze that had been formed inside.

"Look at it, but be careful, it's still hot."

Ning Yuan handed Fang Ming a wet towel.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Fang Ming padd his hands with a thick wet towel and gently laid the signboard flat on the table.

Under the light, the first thing to see is a rectangular copper plate, and then the copper plate is "Gu Xuan Zhai" three big characters, the word and the copper plate are round, and at the same time, due to the reason of the material, there are bursts of cold light, light - as if it was handed down from ancient times, thick and atmospheric.

"Good! It's just great! ”

Such a sign is so suitable for an antique store, it is quaint and weighty, which is the best.

"Well, that's it, this sign needs to be polished a little more, you wait a while, give me half an hour is enough. Help me lift the signboard here and fix it. ”

After the signboard was fixed, Ning Yuan took out a set of tools, including a frustrated knife, and began to polish it carefully.

"Silk!"

"Silk!"

"Silky!"

……

The rhythmic grinding sound sounded, Fang Ming looked at Ning Yuan, who was working seriously, and slowly indulged in it.

Beauty is enough to fascinate people, and a working beauty only makes people even more fascinated, if this beauty moves her body to reveal the curves of her body gently swaying and rippling like ocean waves, what kind of seductive, even blood-pumping, would it be?