Qin Feng was woken up by Jingjing, and his brain was buzzing.

"What are you doing?" Qin Feng stared at Jingjing with cold eyes.

"What dreams did you just have? Laughing so lewdly." Jingjing snorted coldly.

"Did I dream? I'm not impressed."

"I heard it all, what Nako, disgusting and obscene!"

Qin Feng yawned and said, "Inexplicably, have you bought something?"

"I bought it, but what to do with that little stupid chicken?" Jingjing asked.

"Nonsense, of course it's killing."

"Huh? Are you going to kill chickens? Will you?"

"What's so difficult about this, take a knife and pull it on the neck, then throw it out, let it flutter a few times, and then boil the leg hair to remove the internal organs."

Qin Feng used to do the work of killing chickens during the Chinese New Year, and it was easy to kill a chicken.

Jingjing's face was ugly and she said, "Hey, it's so cruel."

Qin Feng glared at her and said, "If you feel cruel, then don't eat a bite."

"Hmph, if you don't eat, you won't eat."

Qin Feng came to the kitchen, glanced at the ingredients, nodded and said, "The things are very complete, not bad, hard work."

Sansan was so hot that he was sweating, and said, "When is the meal going to begin?" Can you lie flat now?"

Qin Feng smiled and replied, "No, you have to give me a hand."

"Well, okay, it just so happens that I'm also studying."

Qin Feng brought the vegetable ingredients into the kitchen, and the little stupid chicken was temporarily tied to the back garden.

Next, everyone was not idle, Sansan and Pujia were responsible for washing vegetables, Jingjing was responsible for brushing dishes, and Qin Feng was responsible for cleaning up the fat intestines.

In fact, the fresh fat sausages bought from the market have already been cleaned.

But Qin Feng still has to do it himself and clean it up.

The steps of cleaning up fat intestines are more tedious, but for foodies, they are not afraid of trouble at all.

"Mr. Cao, do you have any liquor at home?" Qin Feng asked.

"Liquor, yes, I'll get it for you."

"Okay."

Liquor removes the fishy smell and is an indispensable thing for cleaning up fat intestines.

After a while, Pu Jia took out a bottle of Wuliangye from the wine cabinet.

"Is this okay?" Pu Jia asked.

Qin Feng glanced at the bottle and said embarrassedly, "It can be, but it's too wasteful, this fat intestine is only fifty yuan in total, and this bottle of wine is more than five thousand."

"So what to do?"

"Cao Jingjing, you go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of Red Star Erguotou, go quickly." Qin Feng ordered.

Jingjing looked unconvinced and said, "Who are you? Why do you sustain me?"

"It's okay if you don't go, you won't have anything to eat for a while."

"Okay, good, go and go, I'm so speechless to you."

Jingjing went to the supermarket to buy wine in a huff, like the feeling of being dominated by her parents when she was a child and went to the village to make soy sauce.

After Jingjing Erguotou was bought, Qin Feng began to clean up the fat intestines.

First, put the fat sausage into a clean basin, then add a lot of salt, pour half a bottle of white wine, plus aged vinegar, then add wheat flour and rub it with your hands.

Jingjing looked at the fat intestine in the basin, showed a disgusted gaze, and said, "Hey, it looks so disgusting."

Qin Feng turned his head and said in a cold voice, "Classmate Cao Jingjing, let me tell you a word, you can taste it."

"Say."

"Some things, you look dirty, are actually clean, and some things, you look clean, are actually dirty." Qin Feng said meaningfully.

Jingjing frowned and asked, "Are you insinuating?"

"Figure it out for yourself. How many of those snacks you usually like are really clean? Maybe the boss just finished going to the toilet and started ...... without washing his hands."

"Ah! Stop! Don't talk about it anymore." Jingjing made a stop gesture.

Qin Feng kept rubbing the fat intestines, then put them in clean water to wash off the mucus and dirt on the surface, and then repeated three times.

After three passes, the surface of the fat intestine is already clean.

But that's not all, it's not enough to clean the surface, the inside of the fat intestine also needs to be cleaned...

Qin Feng turned the fat intestine over with skillful techniques, and then washed it three more times until the water was white.

In the last step, put the washed fat sausage into a pot and boil, add green onions, ginger, aged vinegar, and white wine, bring to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam on the surface with a spoon, and then simmer for half an hour.

In the process of simmering, Qin Feng was going to make other dishes first.

Jingjing watched Qin Feng wash the fat intestines throughout the whole process, although the fat intestines themselves were disgusting, but Qin Feng washed them invincibly and seriously, which made Jingjing have a trace of interest in the fat intestines.

Jingjing came to Qin Feng's side with her hands behind her back and said in a hypocritical tone, "If you beg me, I can taste the fat sausage you made."

Qin Feng said, "Let me beg you? If you want to eat fart, go dream."

"You ......"

Jingjing is going to be angry, this guy has never known how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

For the next half hour, Qin Feng began to show off his cooking skills.

First of all, it is a superb knife work, a good cook, knife work is the most basic.

Although Qin Feng is not a top chef, his knife skills are still good, at least he admires Pu Jia and Sansan.

For the first course, Qin Feng made a famous dish from his childhood: scrambled eggs on the ground.

This dish is more common in the countryside, but it is rarely eaten by people in the city, but this dish is definitely delicious.

In the historical position of Qin Feng's mind, scrambled eggs on the ground even surpassed scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Soon, the scrambled eggs on the ground came out of the pot, and in order to eat, Qin Feng specially put two green chili peppers.

After this dish came out of the pot, the house was immediately full of fragrance.

Jingjing was so hungry that she even started to chirp.

Although this dish looks dark and has no appetite, it smells really good.

Qin Feng brought the scrambled eggs to the table and said, "I've already eaten the Western food just now, you don't have to wait for me, you can start directly."

"That's not good." Sansan said.

From Sansan's tone, it can be heard that her thoughts are obviously not firm enough.

Jingjing didn't care about that, she sat down and said, "I don't care, I'm going to starve to death, do it first as respect."

Pu Jia also smiled and said, "Sansan, let's eat together, and taste Qin Feng's craftsmanship."

Qin Feng continued to cook in the kitchen, only to hear bursts of exclamations from the living room.

"Oh my God, this is so delicious, how do you describe the taste? It's delicious."

"Qin Feng's craftsmanship really doesn't have to be said."

"Love, love, love, no matter, I haven't lost weight recently."

Therefore, it is not difficult to conquer a girl, you only need to be able to cook a specialty dish, such as this scrambled egg.

The second course, stir-fried white radish with pork belly.

White radish, Jingjing is reluctant to eat, pork belly, Jingjing never eats.

However, when the two are combined, Jingjing grabs faster than anyone else, just like a little pig.

In less than half an hour, they had eaten all the dishes.

Qin Feng was very surprised, and said, "Your amount of food is not small, I haven't seen you so capable of making it."

Jingjing smiled and said, "This doesn't give you face, if there are any dishes at the bottom of the box, serve them quickly, while I can still eat them."

"Wait."

After a while, Qin Feng brought his favorite fat intestine stewed tofu.

This dish does smell weird.

For a while, the three girls stopped chopsticks, and then looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

To eat or not to eat?