"When the time comes, when the juice is collected on the high fire, I put the potatoes directly in and cook them for a while, and the taste can also be in." Shen Xiangmiao said, not forgetting to tell the previous sentence again: "It's just like this, the size of the potato cuts, the initial chicken pieces are stewed to a soft degree, and how much salt should be put in them, this needs to be carefully grasped." This can't be taught, so I can only point you out the areas that need attention, and in the end, it depends on you to practice more. ”

The so-called master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual.

If the apprentice is a lazy person who doesn't want to practice by himself at all, no matter how clever the master is, he can't bring out a promising apprentice.

Zhang Chunshan knew this truth well and nodded vigorously.

Soon, the braised chicken pieces made by Shen Xiangmiao came out of the pot, and green peppers were added before the juice was collected.

Zhang Chunshan naturally praised again and again, but he did not indulge in it for a long time as usual, but quickly began to get started and try to do it himself.

Shen Xiangmiao watched Zhang Chunshan do it again on the side: "The steps are not bad, as for the taste, it all depends on yourself, you do it first, and when you think the taste is okay, then call me, I will go to Meng Ji to take a look." ”

In the past few days, she has been busy in the Moon Full Building, and Shen Xiangmiao has not gone over there to take a look.

"Done." Zhang Chunshan nodded and continued to work on his dishes.

Shen Xiangmiao walked out of the back kitchen to the front hall, and first went to Shen Ji to take a look.

Shen Wentao was busy in Shen Ji at this moment.

Today's weather is good, there are many people on the street, Shen Ji's fried blood sausage and silkworm potatoes are still popular, and there are a few people waiting in front of the stall at this time, urging a few words from time to time.

Seeing this, Shen Xiangmiao hurriedly went over to help first.

Shen Wentao was very busy inside at this time, and when he saw Shen Xiangmiao coming over, he said: "If Sister Xiangmiao's kitchen is busy, you can just go and get busy, I can take care of it alone." ”

"I don't need me in the back kitchen at this time, I originally wanted to go to Meng Ji to take a look, see that there are many people here, and then go over there when I am busy, there is simply Brother Meng staring over there, but I am not in a hurry." Shen Xiangmiao said as she put the wavy potato strips into the oil pot.

The sound of "zila" sounded, and bursts of bubbles suddenly appeared in the oil pot.

Seeing that the potatoes are almost fried, they are fished out with the photos (a tool, the names of this thing vary from place to place, and the pattern can be found in the online search photos), put them in a porcelain basin to season and stir, and then serve them to the guests.

"Please." Shen Xiangmiao handed the silkworm potatoes out, and after receiving the money and coming back, she lowered her head and continued to cut the braised meat for the next guest who bought lo-mei.

"Sister." A timid voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Xiangmiao raised her head in surprise and saw a thin face.

Shen Xiangmiao had seen this face a few days ago, it was the boy who sold a piece of pork that already had a taste on the street on the day he picked up the wolf.

"It's you." Shen Xiangmiao pursed her lips and smiled: "Is your father's illness better?" ”

"My father......" The boy choked up suddenly, and the tears fell uncontrollably.

"What's the matter, don't cry just yet." Shen Xiangmiao was startled, quickly put down the knife in her hand, wiped her hand on the apron, and asked Shen Wentao to greet the shop, come out of it, take a towel and hand it to the child: "Wipe it quickly, don't cry yet, what's going on." ”

"I ...... My father, it's gone......" The boy finished his sentence, crying loudly, out of breath.

Shen Xiangmiao was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The loss of his father at a young age is really pitiful.

"So, what about your mother?" Shen Xiangmiao asked.

"My father said that my mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to me, and she left after giving birth, and the family has always been my father and me, and now, my father is also gone, and I don't have a father anymore......" The more the boy spoke, the more sad he became, tears crackling down, and his mouth was even more pouting, and he couldn't let himself cry out loud.

The boy was an orphan.

Shen Xiangmiao's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and it hurt badly.

In her previous life, she was originally an orphan, so she could naturally understand the pain and bitterness of being an orphan, and this sentence was also the loss of her father at a young age, and she could better know the helplessness and despair in her heart when facing the death of her father.

The circles under her eyes couldn't help but turn red, Shen Xiangmiao took a breath, and her voice was slightly trilled: "Then how will you live in the future?" ”

"I don't know, the family can't open the pot anymore." The boy cried for a while, then reached out and rubbed his red and swollen eyes: "Sister, do you lack help here, I have the strength to eat less......"

The child in front of him, who was only five or six years old, was thin and small, but it was really distressing to say such a thing.

Shen Xiangmiao shook her head slightly: "You are still young, you can't live." ”

"But if you don't come out to work, you'll have to go hungry." The boy's eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked entangled.

Shen Xiangmiao thought for a moment, turned around and returned to Shen Ji, took out a handful of copper coins from a small money bag and gave them to the boy, and after thinking about it, she stuffed all the small bags of copper coins into his hands: "You take these, you can buy whatever you want, if you really can't afford to eat in the future, come to me again." ”

"It's just that it can't be like this in the future." Shen Xiangmiao looked at the boy and said this seriously.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you, sister." ”

"It's done, you can go back quickly, it's getting late." Shen Xiangmiao reached out and rubbed the boy's little head, then turned around and walked back.

The boy stayed in place for a moment, pursed his lips for a long time, and plucked up the courage to open his mouth with difficulty: "Sister, what is your name." ”

"The name of the girl's family can't be told to others at will." Shen Xiangmiao smiled and put a strand of hair behind her ear: "Go back quickly, I'm afraid it's not good if it's too late." ”

The boy looked down at the copper coin in his hand for a long time, stuffed the handful of copper coins into a rag bag he carried, and walked westward step by step.

Shen Xiangmiao returned to Shen Ji to continue to be busy, but her expression was slightly darker than before.

"Sister Xiangmiao, that child is really pitiful......" Shen Wentao remembered this boy who sold meat, knowing that his father was seriously ill and his family was poor, he felt that this child was pitiful a few days ago, and he never thought that the child was actually a dead father today, which was really unbearable.

Before Shen Xiangmiao could reply, the lady who was waiting to buy lo-mei opened her mouth first: "You don't know? ”

"You know what?" Shen Wentao wondered again.

"Just that child, don't look young, it's an old river and lake in Qingshui Town!" The eldest lady pursed her lips.

"Old rivers and lakes? What is Lao Jianghu, what does the aunt mean by this? ”

Shen Wentao felt that his own brain was not enough again.