delicious master

Chapter 197
The serial number of the previous chapter was wrong, sorry, I can't change it, I will ask the editor to change it tomorrow.

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Washing the pig's trotters in his hands has become completely careless. Tang Xiaokang never moved his eyes from Shuangpi Nai. After washing his hands, Tang Xiaokang slowly went to Shuangpi Nai to have a look.

The old man Tang Youwei raised his head, looked at Tang Xiaokang and finally did not speak.

Overjoyed in his heart, he didn't seem to care, but his body slowly approached the fruit plate. Taking advantage of the old man's inattention, Tang Xiaokang quickly put a piece of strawberry into his mouth.

Hmm~ so fragrant, so sweet~
The strawberries this time are very big, and after being cut into pieces, they are bigger than the usual small strawberries. It is tender and juicy, and very sweet, which is really refreshing.

Glancing at him, seeing that the old man forgot to come, Tang Xiaokang's expression immediately returned to normal, and he walked towards his own sink, picking up the washed pig's trotters.

Suspicious eyes swept over Tang Xiaokang, Tang Youwei didn't know why his grandson was wandering around, but he quickly turned his eyes back to Shuangpi Nai.

After filtering the milk, the old man stopped first, looked at Tang Xiaokang who had no intention of making a tiger skin elbow, and beckoned him to come over.

He leaned close to the old man, subconsciously showing flattery on his face: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"Watch my movements."

Speaking to Tang Xiaokang, Tang Youwei picked up the small bowl with the milk skin, and poured the stirred and filtered milk into the small bowl little by little.

After reaching two in a row, he stopped and looked at Tang Xiaokang.

"Did you see clearly?"

"I see it, but I'm not sure."

Frowning, Tang Xiaokang knew that the old man wanted to give Shuangpi Nai to him, but when the old man made this dessert before, he really didn't have the heart to learn it, so many of the things he saw now were not sweet. Pretty sure that's how it is done.

This is very embarrassing.

Looking up at the old man, Tang Youwei just smiled indifferently: "If you're not sure, read it a few more times."

Old people just like to play tricks. Tang Xiaokang has long been used to this matter, and once again put his gaze on the bowl in the old man's hand, watching it attentively.

Tang Youwei slowly scooped up the filtered buffalo milk, and slowly poured the milk into the bowl along the mouth of the bowl. The movement was very light and slow, just to let Tang Xiaokang see clearly.

There are two more bowls of Shuangpi Nai, a total of six bowls, and now there are two empty bowls left.

"See clearly."

Asked again, after watching it four times, especially after the slow-motion meeting on both sides, Tang Xiaokang nodded firmly.

"Then try it."

Pushed the remaining two double-skin milks to Tang Xiaokang. Learning to cook is not like other things. You just need to learn it with your head. .

Without refusing, Tang Xiaokang took the small bowl brought by the old man, dug out a spoonful of milk, and poured it back through the small hole the old man poked just now.

The hand was very steady, without the slightest sign of joy, and it pointed precisely at the position just now. The younger Tang Xiaokang seemed to be more secure than Tang Youwei.

Nodding in satisfaction, this is the reason Tang Youwei has never given up on letting Tang Xiaokang learn to cook. Although this kid can't learn how to cook with his head, his body is born to be a chef. His hands are steady and sensitive , Learn things quickly and get started quickly, which is the dream of many chefs.

"It's well done. The buffalo milk must be poured in from the mouth where it was poured out just now, so that it can be called double-skin milk. Otherwise, what will be made at that time will be called egg steamed milk at best."

Pour all the buffalo milk back into the small bowl, put the six bowls of unfinished double skin milk into the steamer, and steam on low heat for 15 minutes.

"Shuangpi Nai has already been heated once, so it doesn't take too long, and a quarter of an hour is enough. Remember to use a low heat, and plastic wrap is even more unusable, otherwise you will steam it after steaming. It’s not double-skin milk, but honeycomb milk.”

After the time was set, the old man began to tell Tang Xiaokang.

Now Dongju has been inherited by Tang Xiaokang, and the things of the Tang family have not been thrown away. The old man's wish is more than half fulfilled, especially seeing his grandson becoming more and more secure in learning to cook, which also makes the old man Soup is a lot of peace of mind. ,
He has come to Dongju a lot recently, just thinking that he should slowly hand over all his cooking skills to his grandson.

This is his own grandson, the heir of the Tang family. He wasted his schooling at the age that was most suitable for accepting the cooking skills of the Tang family. Now that Tang Xiaokang is finally willing to pick it up again, this makes the old man gratified but also very anxious.

Tang Xiaokang is not too old now, and it is still too late to teach him by himself. He has already stepped into the loess with half a foot. The old man has become more anxious than anyone else about the matter of inheritance.

The older he gets, the more eager he is to get a job in these things. The Tang family's craftsmanship can't be left in his own hands. This is the old man's biggest obsession.

Even in his dreams, he could recall that his father was spitting blood and stuffed the Tang family's recipes into his hands, so that he could live well and protect the roots of the Tang family.

The blood spattered on his face desperately, he saw the guilt on his father's face, he didn't give himself peace of mind, he could only carry his own guilt of wandering around, worrying about how he would survive alone in that war-torn era... …

Similarly, he also felt the heaviness when he handed over the Tang family's recipes to himself. This thing, he is the root of the Tang family!
When I was young, I didn't feel heavy, so I carried the recipes on my body, wandered around, trying to find a way to keep myself alive.

It didn't take long for the times to stabilize, and I didn't have to worry about being killed suddenly one day. Although life was still very difficult, at least I could walk around the country with the courage.

Sometimes Tang Youwei thought, if only his father could endure it a little longer, at least he could see this peaceful era again.

At that time, Tang Youwei was young, not even as big as Xiao Yuanyuan now. If he hadn't learned cooking skills from his father, and a chef was willing to take him with him, he might really starve to death at that time .

Tang Youwei will be 80 years old next year. He feels that he can't wait any longer. He has lived enough, but his father's wish and his own wish have not been fulfilled yet.

Looking at Tang Xiaokang, if it wasn't for this kid who seems a little unreliable now, Tang Youwei would have given this kid the recipe of the Tang family, but it is not enough now, I have to watch for him for a few years, at least Wait until Tang Xiaokang has some foundation, then he can do it.

(End of this chapter)