delicious master

123 - Insulation Bucket

"Young Master, you are so awesome."

Looking at Tang Xiaokang's skillful movements and the clean bottom of the pot, the aunt couldn't help giving a thumbs up, with an embarrassed look on her face.

The problem I created by myself requires the help of a stranger I don't know, which makes the aunt a little ashamed, and she is even more grateful to Tang Xiaokang in her heart.

"It's nothing, in fact, it's not too difficult. Remember to control the temperature when frying the sugar in the future. If it is too high, the rock sugar will burn and stick to the bottom of the pot."

After waving his hands and not paying attention to this matter, Tang Xiaokang returned to Ning Yinxue.

Standing back in front of the casserole, Tang Xiaokang stared at the scalloped chicken porridge in front of him in a daze.

Tang Xiaokang stopped there suddenly, looking at the scallop and chicken porridge in front of him, which made Ning Yinxue a little strange.

"What's the matter, Master Tang, is there a problem?"

"No, nothing."

Smiling, Tang Xiaokang went on to say, "You've learned enough scalloped chicken porridge, how much do you remember?"

Embarrassed face, although all the steps seem very simple, but for Ning Yinxue who has never tried it, it is quite difficult.

"Probably learned it, I don't know what it can do."

Suspiciously said, although the method of making scalloped chicken porridge is not as exaggerated as Tang Xiaokang said, it is easier than making instant noodles, but at least it is something that people like her who have never tried dark dishes can learn.

But Ning Yinxue, who had never been in contact with him before, had no confidence in what he could accomplish.

"It's okay. I'll come back tomorrow. You can do it and I'll watch it. If you have any questions, I'll explain it later. Basically, it's all right."

Said with a relaxed face, the chicken porridge with scallops is really not difficult, as long as the fire is set to medium and low, and the rest of the seasonings are put in, the taste will not be too bad.

Apart from fresh ingredients and correct steps, there are no other requirements at all.

This is why Tang Xiaokang was the first to think of this dish. It is easy to learn, rich in nutrition and tastes good. A novice nurse, an unsolvable natural enemy in the dark cooking world, can be called the savior of all kinds of nightmares.

As long as your brain is not convulsed, as long as you are willing to follow the teaching steps, you can succeed.

This is precisely because of this, at this moment Tang Xiaokang is more confident than Ning Yinxue herself. Girls are generally careful, as long as the steps are correct, there will be no major problems.

"By the way, I can borrow a bowl of porridge from you to go home."

While Ning Yinxue was talking, Tang Xiaokang suddenly thought of something.

"Okay, I'm still worried about what to do with so much, and my parents can't eat so much, so it's best if you can take some away."

Ning Yinxue welcomed Tang Xiaokang's request to take some of the porridge made by others.

Although the scalloped chicken porridge brought yesterday was very delicious, the portion was too big, and the three of them almost got full.

When Tang Xiaokang finally left the hospital, he was holding a bucket full of hot porridge in his hand.

I took a taxi back to Dongju, and when Tang Xiaokang arrived at the door, Mr. Liu happened to be cleaning the alley.

The old man would always miss the time for lunch in order to clean the streets. It was already 12:30, but the other party was still working. It didn't take much to think about it, but he definitely didn't go home for dinner.

He walked up silently, put the thermos bucket containing scallop and chicken porridge on the old man's tricycle, and Tang Xiaokang left silently.

Some people appear great just because they are so ordinary.

Walking into the Dongju, Tang Yuanyuan was playing with wax gourd inside. This orange fat pig was lying on the table with its belly exposed. Letting Xiao Yuanyuan scratch it was completely a grandpa's enjoyment.

"Master Tang, you are back."

Hearing Dongju outside, Xiao Yuanyuan turned her head and saw Tang Xiaokang, and stood up with surprise on her face.

Winter Melon lying on the table found that his queen scratcher had run away, his face was full of doubts.

"??? What happened, where is my scratcher???"

Turning around, seeing that it was Tang Xiaokang who had returned, and seeing Xiao Yuanyuan standing next to Tang Xiaokang with a happy face, Donggua meowed with some resentment.

This rebellious and unscrupulous shit shoveler always disturbs my good deeds.

Jumping off the table and walking slowly to the door, Dong Gua decided to take a look at the misty and rainy scenery outside to ease his depressed mood.

"Ah!~ This is the world of the widows."

Looking at the wax gourd standing at the door and calling constantly, Tang Xiaokang felt that he could hear what the other party said. This guy is really getting more and more arrogant now.

"By the way, Master Tang, that Uncle Hong is here again today, and he said he would come to see you again at noon when he heard you were gone."

Standing beside Tang Xiaokang, Xiao Yuanyuan suddenly remembered something and said to Tang Xiaokang.

"That guy must be here to eat salt-baked chicken, okay, I know. You haven't eaten yet, I'll go get ready, let's have lunch first."

Hong Tao, that fellow, came here for no other purpose other than to eat salt-baked chicken, and Tang Xiaokang didn't care about that either. Anyway, everything was almost ready, and when the person came, he just had to do it.

"It's time for lunch."

Hearing Tang Xiaokang's words, Yuanyuan felt a burst of anticipation in her heart, but she also felt a little embarrassed. This part-time job she did didn't feel like she was doing anything at all. It seemed that she came to Dongju just to eat.

I drank a large bowl of mutton soup in the morning, and then played with the cat for a long time, and now I will start eating lunch.

All morning, she did nothing but wipe the table and sweep the floor.

But when she thought of having lunch cooked by Tang Xiaokang, Xiao Yuanyuan was still full of expectations. She felt that Master Tang was like Aladdin's lamp in a dream, satisfying her best fantasy about this world .

"If this is a beautiful dream, please don't wake me up!"

Saying silently in her heart, Xiao Yuanyuan moved a bench and sat next to Winter Melon to accompany her.

Seeing his queen tickler approaching, Little Winter Melon was obviously a lot happier, moved closer to him, rubbed Yuanyuan's calf, and let out a cry.

"Meow~"

"Meow meow."

He also responded to Little Winter Melon, and the two little guys sat quietly at the door as if greeting each other, watching the slight rain outside.

And at the alley not far from Dongju, Mr. Liu returned to his tricycle, feeling a little hungry, and it was too late to go home to cook, so he was going to buy two steamed buns from the school for a cushion.

Suddenly seeing the familiar thermos bucket on the car, he was taken aback, and Mr. Liu couldn't help but look towards Dongju in the distance. It seemed that nothing had changed, and it looked deserted under the drizzle.

The Dongju signboard carries the vicissitudes and weight of history. He saw this store when he first came here, watched it open for business, then closed it for another ten years, and now it has opened again, with ups and downs. , it was the warmth that made people want to cry, but it never dissipated.

When people are old, it is easy to get sand in the eyes.

Rubbing his eyes, the old man couldn't help murmuring a few words.

(End of this chapter)