Chapter 17: Foodie Zhou Sinian (2)
Ming Dai took a closer look, and the left sleeve and right collar of his cotton coat were wet!
The trouser cuffs and shoes are also wet!
Where you are standing, a circle of water stains has been printed!
So, did he wash his cotton clothes?!!!
This man is really sick!
Who washes cotton clothes and cotton pants in winter!
Can't do it at all, okay?
Looking at him, it didn't look like he had spare cotton clothes and cotton pants, and Ming Dai had a headache.
But he didn't dare to stimulate him, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”
Zhou Sinian still didn't answer, just stared at her.
Ming Dai showed him her food pocket: "I use my grain to make breakfast, shall we eat together?" ”
The man still blocked the door and didn't answer, just stared at her with his eyes, giving her goosebumps layer by layer.
Ming Dai didn't say much, took out the bud rice noodle bag, poured it into the ceramic basin she brought, sprinkled some yeast, and added water to knead the dough until smooth.
Lift the lid of the pot and place it upside down, and put the ceramic pot on top and cover it.
I took out two large potatoes from the bag, scooped out the water and washed them, scraped the skin with the cap of the bottle left by the drink, and searched for a long time, but I didn't find a cutting board or a kitchen knife.
She looked at the man at the door: "Let me go out for a while, I'll go get cooking tools and spices." ”
The man stared at her, motionless.
Ming Dai was patient and said it again.
A few minutes later, Zhou Sinian let go of the gap.
The corners of Ming Dai's mouth twitched, such a gap, and her bean sprout body could pass.
Once inside, she quickly found everything she wanted to take.
After thinking about it, compared Zhou Sinian's height, he found clothes and shoes, and took them together.
When he entered the kitchen again, Zhou Sinian was already squatting next to the stove to keep warm, and his head was about to stick his head into the stove pit.
Mingdai didn't stop until his forehead hair curled and the smell of burning protein hit.
Then the man withdrew his head and touched his hair.
It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Ming Dai walked around to the left front of Zhou Sinian and put the clothes and shoes in her hand on the firewood.
"Your clothes and shoes are wet, can you change them out? This is my father's clothes, lend them to you, and you take me to collect firewood. ”
After repeating it twice, Mingdai turned around and went to the washing board to cut the shredded potatoes.
When she finished cutting and then turned back, the man and clothes in front of the stove were gone.
She nodded in satisfaction, took out a small pot, cleaned it, and put it on the small stove next to the big stove.
This used to be the landlord's long-term workers lived, so there were many stoves, and ordinary people only had one stove.
The main reason is that the pot is expensive, and some people do not divide their families because they only have one pot at home.
And the stove of this house is a three-mouth stove, one large and two small.
Because there are many people who eat, unlike other families who cook by the kang in the hall, a large kitchen has been built for both cooking and eating.
Soak the shredded potatoes in cold water, cut the dried chili peppers and garlic slices and set aside, Mingdai takes down the hot ceramic basin and puts it on the cutting board.
There was too much water in the pot, so she added firewood and boiled the water.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ming Dai dough the fermented bud rice dough and pasted it on the wall of the cauldron.
After a week of circles, a full 16, a very perfect number.
Leaving the water to boil, she set the other stove on fire.
Heat the pot, pour the oil and add the garlic slices and dried chilies.
"Zila!"
Pleasant sounds resounded in the kitchen, and the fragrance came out.
Soon a black shadow rushed over, looking straight at the small pot that Ming Dai was stirring, and his head was about to be inserted.
It's Zhou Sinian who has changed his clothes.