delicious master

Chapter 270 Request
The duck meat was good, and everyone tasted it like a gust of wind swept the fallen leaves. After eating two bowls of rice, everyone turned their attention to the old duck soup with winter bamboo shoots that Tang Xiaokang had been simmering slowly.

At this time, the aroma in the duck soup could not stop wafting out, it was very mellow, and the faint fresh aroma permeated the surroundings.

The live broadcast has long been thrown aside, except for the scene swept away in front, and the appearance of Zhong Hai and the others feasting, there is nothing to see behind, only a few people can be heard shouting delicious, and then The sound of insane ingestion.

When eating dinner, Tang Xiaokang took a look at it, um, the barrage in the live broadcast room has exploded.

I can only hear the sound of people crazily ingesting, but there is no way to see what they ate, which makes a group of people in the live broadcast room itchy like ants scratching their hearts.

But it’s okay to think about it, I can only hear it but not see it, at least I am curious about what is so delicious, if I watch what the other person eats, I may be scolding my mother in the live broadcast room.

To be precise, I have started to curse now...

Zhong Hai, who was about to add a third bowl of rice, raised his mouth, but this guy didn't even look at it, and picked up his phone directly.

"Brother's cooking is so delicious, I don't have time to broadcast live, otherwise I won't be able to grab food, so I'm here today, my friend ordered it!"

After saying that, he turned off the backstage casually, and Zhong Hai showed Tang Xiaokang what is called downcasting at the speed of light.

Smiling at Tang Xiaokang, Zhong Hai had already served his third dinner, mixed the braised duck with bamboo shoots with only two bamboo shoots and juice left, and ate it directly.

I don't know how this guy has accumulated so many fans, and it's not easy to not be killed until now.

Seeing Zhong Hai like this, Tang Xiaokang sighed in his heart.

The old duck stewed with bamboo shoots was cleaned up by Zhong Hai for the last time, not even a drop of soup was left.

The old duck soup on the side has been stewed, and a few red wolfberries are floating on it, highlighting the nutrition of the soup even more.

Take out the soup spoon and dig a bowl for one person. It is fragrant, fresh and delicious!

The winter bamboo shoots perfectly absorb the fat in the duck meat, which increases the fragrance and is very sober. The long stewing makes the big duck very soft and rotten, and it melts into silk in the mouth after one bite.

The soup is lightly salty and has the aroma of mushrooms. It is warm and warm, and it is really comfortable to drink.

This old duck soup is even better than the old duck stewed with bamboo shoots, but think about it, it is stewed on a high fire to a low fire and simmered slowly. The long-term fire will completely stimulate the deliciousness of the whole old duck, making the soup become more delicious. Unusually fresh and thick.

Because of being full, Tang Xiaokang only tasted one bowl, and Xiao Yuanyuan also had to drink one bowl of stewed duck with winter bamboo shoots after eating two bowls of rice.

For the rest, don't let Zhong Hai accept it with a smile.

Only at this time did Tang Xiaokang realize that it turned out that Zhong Hai was the one who was really smart. As long as his appetite was big enough, he would never suffer a disadvantage!
After eating, the two chatted again, and Tang Xiaokang took Xiao Yuanyuan back to the ancestral house.

In the next few days, I will naturally visit relatives and visit around, which is an old practice in the past.

On the sixth day of junior high school, Tang Xiaokang took Xiao Yuanyuan and the others together, left Pangcheng and returned to Dongju.

And my parents are still spending a few more days with my grandparents in the ancestral house.

Xie Juan and Xiao Yuanyuan's grandma naturally returned to live in the community. At the beginning, they spent a night in Dongju for convenience, but now it is naturally impossible to live in Dongju.

Xiao Yuanyuan still lives in Dongju. This is what Xiao Yuanyuan's grandmother and Xie Juan insisted on. They are a teacher for one day and a father for life. They don't know what kind of relationship a cook and an apprentice should be, but it doesn't matter. It does not hinder their understanding of the life-long master-apprentice relationship.

After all, even Xiao Yuanyuan's tuition is now being intervened by Tang Xiaokang. It is almost an all-round training. kind of way.

The opening time of Dongju was scheduled for the ninth day of the lunar month, but on the eighth day of the lunar month, Tang Xiaokang saw that many diners had already begun to wander around.

Looking at Zhang Li in front of him, Tang Xiaokang didn't expect that the military wife would be the first one he saw after the Chinese New Year.

Beside Zhang Li, a tall man stood there. His skin was very rough, and some cracks could even be seen. Even though he was wearing a bloated down jacket, he stood there very straight.

"Sister Li, are you coming back for the New Year?"

The man next to him should be Zhang Li's husband. Tang Xiaokang kept sizing him up. The soldier's aura was too obvious.

"I came back on my thirtieth day. I'm sorry that this one didn't come to see me."

Zhang Li spoke politely to Tang Xiaokang, and beside her, the man seemed eager to say something, but hesitated to speak.

Looking at these two people curiously, Tang Xiaokang really didn't understand what was going on, what was his connection with Zhang Li?At best, I taught the other party how to cook Yangzhou fried rice.

It seems that there is no connection other than that?

In the end, the man standing next to Zhang Li couldn't help it, and chose to ignore Zhang Li's gaze and stood up.

"Master Tang, hello, I'm Zhang Li's husband, and my name is Wu Gang."

After shaking hands with the other party in a daze, Tang Xiaokang noticed that the other party's hands were also full of various cracks and scars, which were extremely rough, and even the protruding right little finger was gone.

"Can we go in and talk?"

He asked Tang Xiaokang directly, although he didn't know what was going on, but he didn't open the door for business today, Tang Xiaokang nodded and let the two of them walk into Dongju.

"I heard from Lili that her Yangzhou fried rice was taught to her by Master Tang. Thank you very much."

Wu Gang spoke very directly, with a very iron-blooded demeanor, but Tang Xiaokang was a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, can you speak, let me speak."

Looking at Wu Gang's appearance, Zhang Li gave him a hammer with a look of hatred, pulled Wu Gang behind him, and said to Tang Xiaokang with a smile on his face.

"Our family, Wu Gang, has always been on duty on the border of Tibet. Even if there are holidays, we can't leave because of the shortage of manpower. This time, it is not easy for our young couple to meet. Thank you for the Yangzhou fried rice last time. Master Tang."

"It should be, it should be."

Hearing Zhang Li's words, Tang Xiaokang was immediately in awe. No wonder the two of them often didn't see each other. Wu Gang's hands were also so rough. Tang Xiaokang always thought that Zhang Li's husband was just an ordinary soldier. People who stick to the edge of the motherland under the harsh environment!

(End of this chapter)