When Wang Shao'an asked, Mo Niang remembered the purpose of her coming, and hurriedly said: "I want to invite you to a meal, hey, it's all because I asked you to go to my brother-in-law to see a doctor, so I got into trouble with Wang Tiezhu's bastard, so I should make amends to you, Lao Wang." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info However, I just saw that you seemed to be very busy, so I didn't have the bother to interrupt you, and I have been standing at your door for more than two quarters of an hour, and I haven't had time to prepare a meal now. ”

“fu-ck！” When he heard it for more than two quarters of an hour, Wang Shaoan couldn't help but scold, this is not scolding Mo Niang, it is just a conditioned reflex to burst into a foul mouth. Others have been staring at him for more than half an hour, how can he not burst into a foul mouth. Although he was blocked by the table, he was not seen what he was doing.

"You say, what?" Mo Niang obviously didn't know what fu-ck meant, so she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Oooh, nothing, nothing, haha." Wang Shaoan laughed, and thought to herself: Fortunately, she doesn't know what she is doing, otherwise she will lose her face, and she will not have the face to open a medical clinic here.

"Why don't you wait and keep busy with you, and I'll go to the restaurant over there to get some wine and food and come back?" Soon. Mo Niang said.

Wang Shaoan thought about it, the opportunity came, and hurriedly said: "You go to that restaurant, doesn't it take a lot of time for the chef of that restaurant to cook?" Otherwise, do you have any vegetables at home, if so, Lao Wang, I will show you a hand and make two dishes to taste. ”

As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to grab a man's stomach. For women, if you are a foodie-level woman, as long as you grab her stomach, you can grab her breasts...... Her heart.

"Lao Wang, you can still cook, I have tonight's dishes over there, but there are not many." Mo Niang said with a surprised expression.

"What's wrong with cooking, I'll still cook a full banquet." Wang Shaoan boasted casually.

"Full Han banquet? What the? Mo Niang was puzzled, although she didn't know what it was, but it sounded very high-end.

This is the Song Dynasty, and of course no one knows what the Manchu and Han full seats are.

Wang Shaoan thought for a while, and then said: "This Manchu and Han banquet is a variety of local dishes, a total of one hundred and eight. By the way, what else do you have over there? ”

"There's beef...... pork, and ...... Green peppers and potatoes, and carrots. Mo Niang said while thinking.

"That's enough, just enough to cook two home-cooked dishes, hehe. I'll come here when I change my clothes! Wang Shaoan looked at his clothes, or the silk brocade clothes he wore from the prince's mansion, wearing this body to cook, isn't it a tyrannical thing? If this thing is well preserved, it will definitely be an heirloom-level item in the future, and it is worn by the prince. After Wang Shaoan changed into the green cloth robe he wore on weekdays, he hurriedly went to the next door.

The structure of Mo Niang's backyard is the same as that of his backyard, with a small courtyard in the middle and a small bathroom in the kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom. There was a fire flickering in the kitchen, presumably Mo Niang was lighting a fire.

Wang Shao'an stepped in, Mo Niang was squatting on the ground and adding firewood to the stove, the firelight flickered on her face, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead were crystal clear, which was very beautiful. The stove was cleaned up clean, without a trace of dust. Rice was being cooked on the stove, knives were neatly placed on the wide stove, and five bowls were placed next to them, which were placed with beef, pork, green peppers, potatoes and carrots, and there was still water on them, and it seemed that Mo Niang had washed them. Next to the jars are oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other ingredients.

After Wang Shaoan washed his hands, he rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the beef with his left hand, slapped it on the cutting board, and picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand, which was quite a bit of a chef's taste.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The non-stop sound of chopping vegetables came to mind, and this knife worker definitely didn't say it. After all, he is a practitioner, and what he is best at is the precise control of strength.

After Mo Niang added the last piece of firewood, she stood up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Wang Shao'an's knife work so fast.

"Hehe, although the knife skills are good, it may mean that the cooking skills are good." She thought to herself, she knew Wang Shao'an's origin, she grew up in a rich family, and she didn't look like she could cook at all, what son of a rich family could cook? Besides, even he can cook, so why do you want us women to do it.

Soon, a large piece of beef was cut into thin slices. After he took the bowl and filled it, he began to cut a dish. This piece of pork is a fat and even thin pork belly, just as he likes, he likes this kind of pork belly. This piece of pork belly was cut much faster, because he cut it into large pieces, and after cutting the pork belly, he shredded the green peppers, sliced the potatoes, and cut the radishes, and after a while, all the dishes were cut.

He wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand, sighed and said, "I haven't cooked for a long time, and my knife work has regressed." ”

Mo Niang looked at these bowls of cut vegetables blankly, if this is still a regression of the knife worker, then her knife work is turtle speed. And she has been sitting in the kitchen for so many years, and she thinks that her knife skills are still good.

Wang Shaoan sprinkled some salt and soy sauce on the pork belly, then mixed it directly, and then peeled a few garlic pieces, the first process was completed, and the rice could be stir-fried after the pot.

"What about beef, don't you need to sprinkle salt and soy sauce? And what about chives and cumin? Why do you add these things to pork? Mo Niang asked curiously.

"You're talking about sauced beef, sauced beef is not delicious, I'll bring you a braised one. This pork, hehe, wait and you'll know. Wang Shaoan said.

After the rice was cooked, Wang Shaoan used a rag to pick up the ears of the black and shiny iron pot, first brushed it with water, and then waited for the remaining water to boil dry, and then put in the lard. Once the lard is red, pour the pork belly into the pan one by one.

"Ziziz ......" A smell of fried meat wafted out.

"Isn't pork all stewed or boiled? It's weird, but it smells good. Mo Niang asked curiously, Wang Shaoan smiled slightly, did not speak, and concentrated on controlling the rhythm in the pot.

Just fried it, Wang Shao'an took out the pork belly, and while the oil was not cold, he poured most of the chopped green pepper and garlic into the oil pot, sprinkled with salt and stir-fried constantly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... Choking! A choking smell of chili peppers rose to the sky and quickly took over the entire kitchen. Mo Niang couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out. Wang Shaoan is calm and calm, as if he was fine.

"Hey, I said Lao Wang, can you eat the dishes you do?" Mo Niang stood at the door and shouted towards the kitchen. Obviously, she was already suspicious in her heart, this Wang Shaoan seemed to be messing around.