Xun Yu returned to Xunfu and told his deeds today, which caused everyone to laugh.

Cao Yanran's smile was broken by a "grunt" sound, and then stopped abruptly, she showed an embarrassed smile and said, "I'm sorry, Childe, I ate too early, I'm a little hungry!" ”

"I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat!" Gongsun Jinling rubbed his eyes, stood up and said.

Xun Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Come in, you sit down, let you work and don't let you eat enough, outsiders still think I'm inferior to a beast when they see it, today my son will show you a hand, wait!" ”

After changing into dry clothes and putting on a white apron, Xun Yu walked into the kitchen.

In this era, there were no gas pots and induction cookers, and they all made fires to cook rice, so it was not easy to accomplish the feat of 'Manchu and Han full banquet' by one person.

As soon as Xun Yu entered the kitchen, he had a feeling of walking from the city to the countryside, and the haze turned into barrenness, this kind of scene he had only seen on TV:

There are two cauldrons on the stove stacked with yellow mud and stone slabs, and there are dry firewood messily placed not far away, vegetables and meat are mixed together, and there is no order, the bucket becomes a water tank, and the height reaches the waist of the person, and the vessel for scooping water is half a gourd hollowed out, referred to as - water scoop!

He didn't feel too bored and looked down on him too much, but he didn't feel comfortable with the unfamiliar environment and regretted the backwardness of the equipment.

For five minutes, Xun Yu was just pacing back and forth in the kitchen, because he didn't know where to start, Cao Yanran stood at the door and blinked, there was a little red on her cheeks, and she said in a low voice: "Childe, I see that my sister is dealing with it alone, or I'll help you make a fire, right?" ”

"It's hard to be gracious!" Xun Yu waved his hand with a fake smile and motioned for Cao Yanran to make a fire and boil water.

For everything in the kitchen, Cao Yanran is naturally more familiar than Xun Yu, brushing the pot and scooping water in one go, with skillful and capable movements and a serious attitude.

Xun Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt that Yuhuan's every move was silly and ridiculous, and then turned around and began to busy his own business.

He was going to make a plate of soy sauce fried rice for Yuhuan and Duan Yu, and as we all know, in ancient times, there were so many strange dishes, almost every day that people were studying how to cook, but few people paid attention to rice.

Xun Yu took out four turquoise bamboo tubes to clean them, washed the white rice with water four times, he was not worried about the quality of the rice, this is the rice produced in Panjin, the grain is large and full, crystal clear, one by one fell in the ceramic plate, making a "jingling" sound.

Fill the white rice with four bamboo tubes, then evenly put it in the steamer, steam it slightly over low heat, wait until the rice is ripe, the "sweat" of the bamboo tube seeps into the white rice, get out of the pot, pour it into a white plate, and let it cool.

The main materials are done, and then there are some accessories, Zhao Yange filled the entire kitchen as early as the day Zhao Feidie came, and there were thirteen spices of peppercorns.

Cao Yanran saw Xun Yu cooking for the first time, and was a little dumbfounded, but she didn't expect that the gentleman, who has never asked about housework, could have such neat skills:

First of all, Xun Yu first put the soy sauce, cooking wine and sugar into a small bowl, stirred well, and then cut the green onion, ginger and garlic into large slices, and the chives into small slices.

After the preparations are done and the rice has cooled, he first stirs the seasoning in the rice, uses a spoon to press the clumped rice, and then beats the two eggs and puts them in the rice to disperse the particles.

"Yanran, Xiaohuo!"

Xun Yu commanded, the little girl obeyed, first preheat the bottom of the pot, put in the lard, wait for the lard to melt, add the green onion, ginger and garlic slices, fry until the color is browned, pour in the rice, stir-fry over high heat, after a few minutes, two plates of soy sauce fried rice with full color and fragrance are freshly baked.

The moment the pot was raised, a fragrance wafted out, and the fragrance was like a touch of soft silk, crossing Cao Yanran's pretty face and entering her nose, as if someone was touching her own skin and enjoying the silky smoothness!

You don't have to look at it to know that the smell came from the two plates of black rice of Gongzi, and when he was looking at it, Xun Yu pointed to the prepared rice and said, "Let's go, bring it over!" ”

The two people grabbed the two plates with their white fingers and walked out, the rich fragrance kept coming out, and Gongsun Jinling was concentrating on binding the album in another room, and suddenly raised his head, and his nose kept moving.

"What does it smell like? It smells so good! He grunted in his stomach and swallowed, as if the smell of it made his mouth pop just by smelling it.

Finally, Xun Yu and Cao Yanran walked in with two plates in their hands, the fragrance was even stronger, and put the soy sauce fried rice in front of Duan Yu, Xun Yu smiled and said: "I haven't cooked for a long time, this time I tried the knife first, make a soy sauce fried rice first, you can taste it and see how it tastes?" ”

Soy sauce fried rice!? What the hell, I've heard of stir-frying, and it's the first time I've seen rice have such a strange method.

Cao Yanran's eyes were fixed on the plate of fried rice, the snow-white rice grains turned swarthy black, but the shape was still fat and round, and the rice grains were scattered, not sticky, like a beautiful woman wrapped in black gauze, which was very tempting.

"Childe, then I'm embarrassed!" Gongsun Jinling rubbed his hands, and then swept the clouds like a mountain and a tsunami.

He never knew that rice could do this, and he didn't even think that a bowl of rice could taste different, no, it wasn't rice at all, but a work of art that made people's hearts intoxicated.

Cao Yanran glanced at Gongsun Jinling, she shouldn't be so rude, this is the first time for her son to cook, so she has to eat more reservedly, otherwise it will be too tyrannical.

Grab a pair of long chopsticks on the table, carefully pick up a handful, put it in your mouth and chew it slowly, the aroma of bamboo liquid and the taste of soy sauce exploded like a bomb in an instant, impacting the taste buds of Yuhuan, tender, fragrant, and special taste.

"Wow, that's delicious!"

She threw away the girl's soft side, chewed slowly and turned into gobbling, and the whole person swam in the delicious sea, unable to extricate herself.

"You two eat slowly, don't choke!" Xun Yu said with a smile, a small bowl of soy sauce fried rice actually made the two of them feel like a luxury.

Cao Yanran's mouth was stuffed slowly, and she was a little impressed by Xun Yu, and she patted her horse and said: "Son, I have never eaten such a delicious meal, it is even more delicious than His Majesty the Emperor's imperial meal?" ”

"Then have you eaten His Majesty's imperial snacks?" Xun Yu quipped curiously.

"I haven't eaten it either!" Cao Yanran was completely intoxicated with soy sauce fried rice, and she couldn't stop chewing at all.

Gongsun Jinling's eyes began to moisten, and he suddenly burst into tears, because his mouth was stuffed with rice, a few grains of rice spurted out, "Childe, I ate the taste of home in it!"