Chapter 90: A New Chef Takes Charge

Li Qiufang is naturally handy when she cooks eight-treasure dishes.

She has been making this dish for so many years, no matter what the ingredients are, she dares to try it, and when she cooks it, she is casual.

But for Ming Hao, who has never done this, the more casual she is, the more difficult it is for her to start, and she doesn't know if it will go smoothly tomorrow.

One is not good, it is to smash the signboard and destroy the person's design!

Li Qiufang talked about cooking, and the words unconsciously increased, "It doesn't matter, they take whatever they take, just do it, and if it's a big deal, they will be classified and fried first, in our factory, in order to rush work when cooking, a lot of things are inconvenient to cook can be left, and when I pick vegetables, I feel so distressed, so many good things are thrown away directly?" When the meal is ready, I put my things away, and they all laugh at me for picking up garbage! ”

Ming Hao could imagine the scene at that time, and said very cheerfully: "Mom, what is the result? They must be addicted, right? ”

Li Qiufang's face was glowing, and she said: "It's not addictive, I'll just collect the leftover vegetable gangs, eggplant heads, coriander roots, and the leftover things from the previous day, and make them into eight-treasure dishes the next day, and I won't charge money, right?" Just put a big pot for everyone to eat, but the one who came late couldn't eat! ”

It is a blessing to be needed and affirmed, especially for a rural woman like Li Qiufang.

"Later, I didn't wait for the next day, I washed the vegetables here, and threw all the things that were not easy to handle to me, and the amount increased, and I still set up two jars over there, and put the lettuce and radish stalks in, and our leaders said that I don't want to eat without my eight treasures and kimchi!" Li Qiufang said.

Ming Hao didn't doubt what Li Qiufang said at all, because as he spoke, the fragrance of these eight treasure dishes had already spread, and Ning Fengxia was already staying here, "I haven't eaten these eight treasure dishes for a long time, your third aunt is unlucky, I want Qiu Fang to cook, who wants to eat what she made, and I still take Jiao, and I haven't come back now!"

If you want me to say, I must have heard the rumor that the reservoir will be repaired for several days, for fear of exhausting her! If you don't do your own family's work, you can go back to your parents' house and take your cousin with you! I heard the people in their village say that when they go back, they don't have a good face, and they are small in that place, and they don't even have a dinner table, and they hide in the stove room to eat those leftovers, which is cheap! ”

It's not good to comment on anything.

But the second aunt doesn't seem to be good if she continues to talk about it.

The more Ning Fengxia spoke, the more energetic she became, and then said: "If you don't let a good person do it, you have to be a dog!" ”

Minghao: "......" sounds a little reasonable.

Ning Fengxia wanted to say more, but Li Qiufang couldn't listen to it anymore, "Second sister-in-law, you go over to the table, and then you can come over to serve the food!" ”

That's it.

The meal was full of oil, and when it came to the excavators and forklifts of tomorrow's machinery factory, they all showed a strong interest.

Minghao retracted into his room.

She still has a small notebook in her hand, and she is drawing and writing with an oil lamp.

Since she is scheduled to cook tomorrow, she has to prepare and draw up a plan or something, which may be a bit exaggerated, but it is indeed a foregone conclusion that all aspects will definitely encounter, and there will be a certain number at that time.

It's been a habit she's always had.

Therefore, many people think that others can solve various problems with a light breeze, but they can't see how much effort others put in behind their backs.

Or, in fact, it can be guessed, but they can't do it themselves, so they attribute the success of others to good fate, as if they themselves lack nothing more than good luck.

So that I can feel better?

On the first page, Ming Hao sorted out the recipes of Babao cuisine, and then highlighted a few points to note.

On the second page, she listed the number of people, men and women, and the amount of money needed was also counted, Chu Shouren said to buy ten yuan, Ming Hao also understood, pork belly eight cents and five pounds, if you buy ten pounds of meat, and then buy some tofu seasoning, there will be no left, according to eight groups, a group is a little more than a pound at most, one person has one or two meats, what can be done? This one is not well distributed, and the distribution is uneven, but it is the work of being complained about.

The third page, that is, the division of labor, picking firewood, washing vegetables, cooking rice, and stir-frying, lists a table of time division of labor.

On the fourth page, she listed a contingency plan, which should be used as an emergency, such as what to do if everyone takes strange ingredients, or how to deal with those who specialize in taking advantage, and what to do if the eight-treasure dish is not cooked successfully?

All of this, Ming Hao went through it all in his heart, and checked the ten yuan given by Chu Shouren, Qingshan Village is close to the township, tomorrow morning, Ming Hao will go to buy meat and spices first, and then go to the reservoir, for which he also rode the bicycle from Qingchuan Village back.

After all these are sorted out, and a list of things to buy in the town tomorrow morning is made, you can finally rest assured.

The next day, it was still early, and Ming Hao had already gotten up, went through the list, and set off.

Today is not the day to catch the market, but because there is a machinery factory in the town, and people have lived a good life in recent years, even if it is not a market, pork is still sold.

Ming Hao went directly to the shed, and met a group of people around a girl who sold quail eggs, just looking at the excitement and not buying, Ming Hao was a little surprised, three cents a pound of quail eggs is not expensive, maybe everyone sees less.

The young girl didn't expect it to go so well, so she looked at Ming Hao very gratefully and said, "This is delicious, the shell is really thin, unlike what they say only has a shell and no eggs." ”

There are about twenty or thirty quail eggs per catty, and it is like buying a piece of five quail eggs for the number of people yesterday. The girl who sold the quail eggs was so excited that her face turned red, and she helped Ming Hao wrap the quail eggs with straw and tie them with sack.

Since I have already bought quail eggs, I naturally can't buy so much meat, but Minghao is not worried, and the eggs are also considered meat. When I arrived at the meat stall, I bought eight catties of meat in one go, and Zhang Laosan, who sold meat, recognized her as the daughter of Shen Yingliang's family, and gave more meat skin and bones, "If you want to say that your girl is more atmospheric than your father, look at this anger to buy it, if your father comes, he can't buy so much ten times!" ”

Ming Hao laughed a little sadly, and said: "Uncle Zhang, when I make money, I will let my father eat meat every day!" ”

Word.

Eight catties of meat, it has already cost more than six yuan, quail eggs cost another one piece of five, Ming Hao only has less than two yuan left in his hand, and he did not hesitate much, two cents and five pounds of fried tofu were bought, and a few cents were spent to buy star anise, rock sugar, pepper and the like.

"Procurement task accomplished!" Minghao cheered himself up, and it was not too early to see the sky, so he rode straight to Daqing Bay.

She got up early, had a bicycle, and when she arrived at the Daqingwan Reservoir, she was just assembling.

As soon as she looked over, the bike almost fell to the ground.