system of princes and generals

Chapter 139 Eating is the most important thing
Qiao'er jumped away and started to take care of things.

Rong An shook his head and smiled, "Qiaoer has always claimed to be the best cook in Beiguan. I dare not say whether she is number one, but she does have a special flavor."

After being told by Rong An, Huo Guang looked forward to Qiaoer's craftsmanship. He hadn't eaten a decent meal after traveling for so long, and he endured it all the time. At the elder brother's house, he wanted to cook, but Huo Qubing forcibly pulled him back. The man Not being able to enter the kitchen, Huo Guang felt irritable at the time, because he hadn't seen modern times, which man can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

Although he doesn't like to go to the kitchen to cook, but in ancient times, everything is good, but the food is really hard to swallow, Huo Guang can't understand how the people here eat.

During this period of time, the people in the mansion were asleep, so he secretly went to the kitchen to cook something for himself. Although it can't be said how advanced the cooking skills are, it is definitely better than their cooking.

I have to admire Qiao'er's speed, after a while, the maid came to Rong An's side and said softly, "Dinner can be served."

At this moment, Huo Guang was a little excited. Finally, he could eat delicious food without cooking by himself. Another reason was that he had been outside just now, and if he could stay for dinner, he had to enter the house. One step closer.

It's just that when he sat at his low table and saw the food in the bowl, his interest dropped to the extreme in an instant, and he always changed the soup without changing the ingredients. Even if Qiaoer's cooking skills were good, Huo Guang couldn't eat a single bite.

He sighed softly, he still overestimated Qiaoer, after all, this is the Han Dynasty, even if the cooking skills are good, but the cooking method is still the ancient method, this kind of state of cooking or roasting the meat casually, is difficult for Huo Guang Swallow it down, eat it once in a while as a change of taste, but if you eat it for a long time, Huo Guang feels that he will die, no, it is worse than death.

Qiaoer looked at Huo Guang expectantly, how she wished to see Huo Guang devouring the dishes she cooked, but out of humanitarianism, Huo Guang also wanted to pretend that he loved food very much. No matter how bad the cooking is, he can pretend to eat it all up, but...
At least what my mother cooks is still edible, at least it’s stir-fry, at least it’s what normal people eat.But looking at the contents in the bowl now, Huo Guang looked up at Qiao'er who was standing beside Rong An.

Qiaoer's big watery eyes seem to be able to speak, and every blink seems to be urging Huo Guang to eat up the "delicious" in the bowl.

Huo Guang swallowed sharply, and picked up a large piece of meat. It doesn't matter what kind of meat it is, as it can be seen from its surface that has not been "tainted" by any seasoning, its taste must be equally bland.

"Mr. Huo, try it." Qiao'er couldn't bear it anymore. When Lord Hou was alive, he always said that the dishes she cooked were the best in the entire Hou Mansion. The princess loved her very much and rarely let her go. Kitchen help.This time, Qiaoer really wanted to cook a delicious meal for Mr. Huo whom she admired.

Huo Guang's heart suddenly moved, and he brought the piece of "white meat" to his mouth. Every cell in his body worked hard, he opened his mouth with difficulty, took a bite, his eyes twitched fiercely, and he swallowed the meat hard.

This kind of life is unbearable, and we must make it clear that if we go to Beiguan and eat this kind of food every day, the key is to pretend that it is delicious.

Huo Guang stood up suddenly, and said with a serious expression, "Can Huo Guang cook some dishes for the Princess, you and Ms. Qiao'er will try my handicrafts."

This sentence surprised Rong An and Qiao Er more than any other sentence this day. It was the first time they heard a man, and it was a noble son who asked to go to the kitchen to cook.

This is much more surprising than Huo Guang's ability to cure the plague.

Rong An couldn't believe his ears, and asked weakly, "Master Huo can cook?"

If someone asked yourself before, can you cook?Huo Guang definitely dare not say that he can do it. After all, in the city he lives in, men are much better at cooking. With his own level, he can barely entertain relatives and friends he is familiar with, but he can't do it outside.

But he found that this ability is also at the top master level in this world. Huo Guang nodded fiercely, "If the princess doesn't dislike it, I can taste Huo Guang's craftsmanship later. How about it?"

Rong An hadn't recovered from his surprise, but just nodded slightly.

With Rong An's consent, Huo Guang really wanted to show his skills in front of them. After all, they will live together in the future, and eating is the top priority. At Huo Qubing's place, he can make a small stove by himself at night, but if he marries Rong An, it will be a lifetime, so let him eat for the rest of his life. This kind of thing is sad to think about.

"Can I invite Qiaoer to help in the kitchen?" Huo Guang had a selfish intention here, and the first reason to ask Qiaoer to help was because Huo Guang was not familiar with other people's kitchen, so he naturally wanted to find someone familiar to help.There is another reason why he also wants to teach Qiaoer subtly, so that he can have a helper in cooking in the future.

As soon as these words came out, Qiaoer was the happiest. Finally, she could be alone with Mr. Huo, which was what she dreamed of. As for whether Mr. Huo could cook, Qiaoer didn't care at all.

Like a bird, Qiaoer flew to Huo Guang's side in a whizzing manner, and led Huo Guang to the kitchen chirping.

Huo Guang glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen. It seemed that there were only meat and some simple vegetables.

Conditions are limited, and too complicated dishes can't be cooked at present. The main thing is that everyone is hungry, and it needs to be fast while maintaining the quality.

"Just make a sweet and sour pork tenderloin. Girls generally like to eat sweet dishes."

Qiaoer nodded as if pecking at rice. She had never heard of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, but as long as Mr. Huo said it must be right, Qiaoer didn't expect Huo Guang to cook any different delicacies. Watching him busy at the side already felt very happy.

Huo Guang touched the pork tenderloin on the counter and cut it into strips about one inch long. He then put the cut tenderloin in a large bowl, added salt and egg white. He should have used cooking wine, but there should be no cooking wine at this time, so he Let Qiao'er bring the altar of wine, and take some less to add to the already cut tenderloin.Finally, take two tablespoons of dry flour and evenly hang the paste.

Originally, it was just to be alone with Huo Guang for a while, Qiaoer, who was making soy sauce, was dumbfounded. She helped the kitchen since she was a child, and in order to let the princess eat better, she did not spend less time in cooking, but Mr. Huo has never tried such an approach.

Qiaoer looked at Huo Guang doubtfully and whispered, "Master Huo, what are you doing?" Qiaoer didn't dare to say the next words, is this cooking?What are the additions?Can I still eat it later?She was even ready to make amends for Huo Guang.

(End of this chapter)