delicious master

Chapter 124

Standing in the back kitchen, Tang Xiaokang didn't start making lunch immediately.

Instead, he clicked on the system in his mind. When he was in the hospital just now, he somehow gained a situational epiphany.

[Whether you enter the situational epiphany? 】

Looking at the time, Tang Xiaokang directly chose to deny it. It is not suitable to enter the illusion of the situation, so let's talk about it when we have time.

Lunch is easy to solve. There is Wensi tofu soup. Tang Xiaokang is going to make a Yangzhou fried rice. The shrimp meat is the freshest green shrimp. For this reason, Tang Xiaokang also specially put an aquarium in the back kitchen.

Some things are regularly raised inside, such as freshwater shrimp, oysters, abalone...

Although these things will not be sold as Dongju's dishes, they can be used as ingredients for occasional cravings.

Rich chefs are so self-willed.

The mobile phone WeChat has been ringing non-stop since the morning, Tang Xiaokang checked the message, it was the couple in the Xiaoyuanyuan community who found it.

I didn't arrange salt-baked chicken for them yesterday, but today I started bombing my mobile phone from the morning. Recalling the appearance of the two of them yesterday, Tang Xiaokang felt more and more that this couple must have taken too much salt and their brains were salted up.

For the safety of the two of them, Tang Xiaokang believes that it will not be possible to sell salt-baked chicken to them in the near future.

"Sorry, the reservations for delicious salt-baked chicken are sold out, please make an appointment tomorrow."

After typing, Tang Xiaokang turned off his mobile phone and started preparing lunch. He kept cooking porridge and made himself hungry.

On the other side, sitting on the sofa at home, the man was wearing a blanket. He was really driven out of bed by his wife today because he didn’t eat salt-baked chicken. Just started bombing the soup boss.

At first he thought that everything was ready and only owed Dongfeng, but after seeing the news uploaded from his mobile phone, the smile on his face gradually froze.

He saw a golden salt-baked chicken flying in the air and slowly leaving him.

No, that's not all. What left with him was his comfortable big bed and the warm embrace of his wife...

……

After eating lunch very happily, Tang Xiaokang finally came to such a conclusion after seeing Xiao Yuanyuan drank three bowls of Wensi tofu soup in a row.

Xiao Yuanyuan is not a big person, but her appetite is not small. Tang Xiaokang specially gave two servings of Yangzhou fried rice for Xiao Yuanyuan to eat, but after Xiao Yuanyuan ate all the rice, she unexpectedly He also drank three bowls of Wensi tofu soup.

This made Tang Xiaokang, who had only eaten a bowl of fried rice, a little ashamed. He couldn't help but lifted up the Wensi Tofu in his hand and tasted it. It tasted really good, but can this thing turn people's stomach into a dimensional pocket?
"Yuanyuan, are you born in the year of Ox?"

"Ah, yes."

Looking at Tang Xiaokang curiously, Xiao Yuanyuan didn't know why Tang Xiaokang asked such a question suddenly.

...really...

Tang Xiaokang, who originally wanted to make a joke, never thought that he could say anything casually, but this is more understandable, since he is a cow with four stomachs.

Feeling ashamed that she had eaten so much, Xiao Yuanyuan took all the bowls into the kitchen and cleaned them up.

When she was working part-time, Xiao Yuanyuan was already very proficient at washing dishes.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain hadn't stopped in the past few days. Even though it was almost winter, there was no snowflakes.

After looking through the calendar, Tang Xiaokang realized that today was already Xiaoxue.

Winter melon wandered around the hall as usual, and when he was hungry, he ran to the cat food bowl to take a bite or two.

The sound of the kitchen washing dishes had stopped, and Xiao Yuanyuan came out of the kitchen wiping her hands with a happy face.

"Master Tang, the shell in your box is very interesting, it can still move."

Standing beside Tang Xiaokang with a surprised face, Xiao Yuanyuan's face was full of excitement.

Except in the supermarket, she has never seen this thing anywhere else.

"That's called abalone..."

Hearing the cries of Xiao Yuanyuan's shells, Tang Xiaokang had a premonition that he would definitely give Xiao Yuanyuan a biology class in the future.

"This thing is abalone? I heard it's very expensive."

"Cultivated abalone costs 20 yuan a piece, which is not too expensive."

He patted Xiao Yuanyuan's head, although the question was a bit silly, but Xiao Yuanyuan looked cute, looking at this character who looked like his sister, Tang Xiaokang looked at her a little dotingly.

"Master Tang, I'm here."

At the gate of Dongju's courtyard, Hong Tao was standing there holding an umbrella. From a distance, he saw Tang Xiaokang standing at the gate of the hall, and rushed in with a happy face.

Looking at Hong Tao's figure, Tang Xiaokang turned around and walked towards the back kitchen without saying a word.

This guy is really on time.

I looked at the clock on the wall, it was twelve forty.

After putting the dried salt-baked chicken into the fried salt, Tang Xiaokang stuck his head out.

"Mutton soup or Wensi tofu."

"Wensi Tofu, today I brought steamed buns, which are just right for Wensi Tofu."

He happily shook the belt in his hand, and looked at the huge bun, which looked a little familiar.

"Spaceman buns?"

This kind of buns reminds Tang Xiaokang of the aerospace bun shop not far from Dongju. The buns made this way are considered their specialty.

"That's necessary. The steamed stuffed bun shop near here is not only for astronauts to see."

As for Tang Xiaokang being able to recognize, Hong Tao is not different at all. To be honest, their steamed stuffed buns are still very famous around here, especially since Hong Tao has tasted so many delicacies, he still recognizes the deliciousness of this steamed stuffed bun.

Nodding his head, Tang Xiaokang didn't say a word. Indeed, if it was Aerospace's steamed stuffed bun, it was worth looking forward to. For Tang Xiaokang who had tasted it, this was recognized.

There are still a lot of ingredients for Wensi tofu, and the chicken soup was reserved when I just had lunch.

It didn't take long for the two dishes to be freshly baked and brought to Hong Tao. Tang Xiaokang sat on a chair and looked at WeChat on his phone.

All kinds of bombing news emerged in the group, the most conspicuous one was seeking a place for delicious salt-baked chicken. When I clicked on the person, it turned out to be the man from Yuanyuan's community.

Seeing the other party crying and howling, saying that if you can't get the salt-baked chicken today, you really can't sleep on the bed, you can only sleep on the sofa.

Silently opening the post bar on his mobile phone, Tang Xiaofa copied the link to the reboot bar, sent it directly to the person, and then turned off his phone.

Looking out of the yard, for the health of the diners, it really took a lot of effort.

(End of this chapter)