Chapter Forty-Eight: Where Did You Buy It?

After four days of devil training for An Naile, An Xiangqing's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has almost returned to the skills of three years ago......

Race Day Morning (Annai Lejia)

At five o'clock in the morning, An Xiangqing got up early, opened the lid, and took out the noodles that had been made, when there was a knock on the door.

An Xiangqing took off his disposable gloves, walked to the door, and after opening the door, An Nele's head poked out of the door.

"Why are you here?" An Xiangqing put his hand on his apron and wiped it, complaining.

"The alarm clock is set late." Annell smiled sheepishly.

An Xiang glanced at An Naile, turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "The four of us, you like to be late." ”

"Okay, okay, count me wrong." An Naile followed An Xiangqing into the kitchen.

The purpose of Anel Le's coming is not to get started, but to record the video, because everyone cooks at home, and there will always be people who cheat and find their parents or food bought outside the school as an entry, so when the school asks the contestants to cook, they have to record the video as evidence.

Annelle took out her mobile phone: "Where is my aunt?" ”

The aunt in An Naile's mouth is An Xiangqing's mother.

"Your aunt and your uncle went out for their wedding anniversary."

"Hahaha......" An Naile opened the photo and tuned to the video: "You are an accident, An Xiangqing." ”

An Xiangqing shrugged: "Who said it wasn't." Then put on disposable gloves and tilted his head to look at Anelle: "Are you ready?" ”

Anelle nodded: "It's ready, you just do it." As he spoke, he clicked the video button.

An Xiangqing nodded, began to knead the dough, only to see that the soft noodles were like a churning white dragon in An Xiangqing's hands, after kneading the dough, An Xiangqing took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, took out a lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen counter, and then took out the pork that had melted and put it on the cutting board: "An Naile, bring me a green onion." ”

"Hmm." An Naile responded, put the phone on the table, went to the kitchen to take out a green onion, and handed it to An Xiangqing: "Here you go." ”

An Xiangqing took the green onion: "Thank you." Then pull off the roots under the green onion and cut it into sections, An Xiangqing's knife work can be described as superb, and the cut of the green onion is neat as if it was made by a machine.

After chopping the green onion into minced pieces, put it into the meat filling that has been cut, stir well, add monosodium glutamate, salt......

After adjusting the meat filling, An Xiangqing was ready to start making dumplings.

I saw An Xiangqing skillfully filling the meat filling into the dough, and then wrapping it into a delicate little dumpling......

At six o'clock in the morning, An Xiangqing poured the dumplings into the hot water, covered the pot, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll leave it to you next." ”

"Hmm." An Nele lowered his head and clicked the pause button, walked towards An Xiangqing's bedroom, sat down in front of the computer chair, and turned on the computer with ease.

In fact, the role of Annelle is not only to record a little, but also to put down the smoke in the scene where An Xiangqing smokes.

Open the PS software and import the video to the ......

An Xiangqing stood aside, and couldn't understand what An Naile was doing: "I'll leave it to you, I'll go see my dumplings." ”

"Hmm." Annelle answered softly, holding the mouse in her hand and making a click sound of "click".

An Xiangqing returned to the kitchen, at this time the dumplings in the pot were ready, An Xiangqing turned off the stove, and the moment he lifted the lid of the pot, the aroma of the dumplings mixed with the heat came to his face.

An Xiangqing took a deep breath: "Well, fragrant ......" took out the spoon, scooped the dumplings out of the pot, and divided them into two parts, one poured into the plate, and the other into the lunch box, An Xiangqing tightened the lid of the lunch box, then picked up the plate and walked out: "An Naile......"

Before he finished speaking, Anelle walked out of the house with a USB drive in his hand: "Solved." Then he saw the dumplings in An Xiangqing's hand: "It's so fragrant!" As he spoke, he reached out and took one, put it in his mouth, and the hot dumplings exploded in Anairle's mouth, and Anairle hurriedly spit it out: "Hot, hot, hot!" ”

An Xiangqing put the dumplings on the table: "You just don't have a long memory." ”

Anairle threw the dumplings that fell on the ground into the trash can with a little pity, sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a dumpling that was still bubbling with aroma, took it to the mouth, and blew it carefully, and waited until the dumplings were already cold, then put it in the mouth, after Anairle bit the dumplings, the soup flowed into Anairle's mouth, followed by the fragrant meat filling.

"Uh-huh!!" An Naile was stunned and couldn't speak, An Xiangqing sat opposite An Naile, and smiled confidently: "How is it?" ”

Anelle didn't speak, because she had already filled her taste buds with this delicious dumpling, and just gave a thumbs up: "Uh-huh......"

An Xiangqing smiled, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully: "It's okay, the meat filling is still a little flawed." ”

Anelle had already swallowed the dumplings at this time: "You are not satisfied with this!" I'll tell you, yours to win this time. ”

The smile on An Xiangqing's face gradually turned into a bitter smile: "Not necessarily, after all, the finals are to be done in school, where I can't ......" said and made a gesture of smoking.

When An Naile heard An Xiangqing's words, his movements slowed down a little: "It's okay, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, this is what you said." ”

An Xiangqing nodded: "Yes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." As he spoke, he took a dumpling and put it in his mouth: "The meat filling is indeed lighter." ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and An Naile glanced at An Xiangqing a little puzzled: "My aunt is back." ”

An Xiangqing also had a little doubt: "No, they said that they would come back tomorrow." ”

Anelle stood up: "Maybe the two of you plan to surprise you." Saying that, he opened the door: "Aunt, are you back?" ”

After opening the door, I saw that it was not An Naile's aunt who was standing outside, but Miao Yuexin.

"Why are you so polite today?" Miao Yuexin said and poked her head out from the outside: "There is no one else." ”

"How are you?" Annelle let go: "No one, come in." ”

Miao Yuexin breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the house and glanced at An Xiangqing: "What did you do?" ”

An Xiangqing stood up and brought a chair to Miao Yuexin: "Okay, try it yourself." ”

Miao Yuexin sat down, took the chopsticks handed by An Xiangqing, and put a dumpling in her mouth until she swallowed it, Miao Yuexin looked up in shock and asked, "This is what you did?" ”

An Xiangqing raised his eyebrows at Miao Yuexin with a smile on his face: "Is it delicious?" ”

"Yes, lad!" Miao Yuexin came to another dumpling: "Isn't this okay, this strength is at least a top three!" ”

An Xiangqing was a little shy by Miao Yuexin's words, scratched his head and said jokingly: "It's okay, low-key and low-key!" ”

An Naile sat next to Miao Yuexin: "Isn't it good to be taught." ”

Miao Yuexin raised her eyelids and glanced at An Naile: "Yes, yes, Teacher An taught well." ”

An Xiangqing took out the lunch box from the kitchen at this time, unscrewed the lid, and dialed out a few more dumplings: "I put your share in it, and I planned to take you to school, but I didn't expect you to catch up with the fresh." ”

"Don't you smell the fragrance?" Miao Yuexin responded with a smile, then turned to look at An Naile and shook her head: "It's good that you have half of your brother's intimacy." ”

"Eh, what's wrong with me!"

An Xiangqing ate dumplings, looking at the two people laughing and playing in front of him, the morning sun shone in from the window and sprinkled on the dining table.

An Xiangqing picked up a glass of warm water and looked out the window, life was still full of hope.

It looks like it's back to three years ago...... An Xiangqing thought to himself

7:30 a.m. (Kim Xinjia's classroom)

An Xiangqing sat in Jin Xinjia's seat until Jin Xinjia walked in.

"Eh, why are you here?" Jin Xinjia said with some surprise.

An Xiangqing raised the lunch box in his hand: "Give you a taste of my entry." ”

"God of Food Contest?" Jin Xinjia asked, unscrewed the lunch box, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks inside, and put a dumpling in her mouth, only to see her swallow the dumplings reluctantly, and then pulled An Xiangqing aside and whispered, "Where did you buy it?" ”