delicious master

Chapter 297

The old man didn't stay in Dongju for long, and returned to the village of Pangcheng a few days later. He heard that the new year's piglets were coming, and the old man wanted to pick a good little piggy to inherit the position of Da Ya.

After all, this is the battle to compete for the New Year Pig at the end of this year.

Because of the swine fever this year, my aunt's life was taken away. I heard that this year my aunt is going to use all her strength to regain the name of her family's big girl.

The pressure brought by this rumor alone has made the old man worry for a long time. After so many years, he managed to snatch Da Ya's life. It can't be that he is gone after only one year!
However, my aunt's ability to raise pigs is really terrifying, which makes people feel a little desperate!

The old man can only start with talent, find a piglet with extraordinary talent, and rely on talent to win by surprise.

Later, Xiaoyuanyuan School needed parents to send meals twice, and Tang Xiaokang took care of them.

Although he is not as good as the old man, he can't lose the face of Dongju. As a result, the whole grade now knows that Xiao Yuanyuan's family has two elders who are chefs. The lunch delivered every day at noon is very impressive. It makes me drool.

Of course, it’s impossible to deliver meals every day. After all, the school’s cafeteria still has to go to work. If you have something to do every day, you can’t open it. If you want to open a cafeteria, declare bankruptcy. If you don’t go bankrupt, the principal will let you go bankrupt. . ,

Although the old man has left, Tang Xiaokang is still practicing every day. There is no way, with this intermediate skill, Tang Xiaokang can gain a lot from every training. Tang Xiaokang even felt it. Practice this kind of progress for more than a month, and the intermediate skill level of this degree may not be given by the system.

It will be able to reach the point where Tang Xiaokang's own hard power has reached this level.

It is good to increase the heat, at least the Phnom Penh cabbage that I am coveting is about to get. Now Tang Xiaokang thinks that he can try again, but he decided to play it safe after the horrible experience. Once again, it became a vinegared cabbage again.

How embarrassing.

After getting up in the morning to deliver Xiao Yuanyuan, and after walking the dog, he began to prepare the ingredients. After the busy period of diners was over, Tang Xiaokang began to practice the daily heat.

As night falls, the Spring Festival must begin to approach, and the temperature is gradually warming up. The willow trees outside have sprouted new buds, and even the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard has begun to grow new leaves.

There is no need to wear a down jacket to spend the night now, but it is still a little cold. Wearing a straight gray sweater, Tang Xiaokang looked at the eggs in his pot with a steady expression.

Without oil, how to fry a perfect fried egg through a hot pan without oil at a suitable temperature is actually a very difficult thing.

Today is Tang Xiaokang's fourth attempt. Although the fried eggs in the previous one were okay and did not stick to the pan, they were either a little burnt or a little raw, not even a soft-boiled egg.

Putting down the freshly fried egg, Tang Xiaokang shook his head. It was much better than before, but it was still burnt. Sure enough, it is very difficult to practice fire at this level, even if you have almost mastered intermediate skills.

This training was proposed by the old man, saying that it was used to practice and improve the hand feeling when he was still a rookie.

Hearing this sentence at the time, Tang Xiaokang was full of question marks.

Yes, you cook, you cook like a master.

Needless to say, eggs, looking at Xiao Yuanyuan's satisfied expression, she knows how to solve it. The runny eggs and old eggs are Xiao Yuanyuan's favorite flavors. After eating so many eggs in a row in one night, she is not afraid of indigestion .

I bought two hawthorn sticks for Xiao Yuanyuan to digest, otherwise she might suffer from indigestion due to excessive protein intake at night.

There are still two hours before the door closes, urging Xiao Yuanyuan to wash up and go to bed after eating.

After Xiao Yuanyuan went upstairs to sleep, Tang Xiaokang found a recliner and sat in the yard. This recliner is an old guy. The old man hired a carpenter when he got married. He has a special seniority in Dongju, but don’t tell me , It is indeed something made by old craftsmen. It is not only durable, but also very comfortable when lying on it.

Although there are basically no diners coming in at night, since it is said that it closes after eleven o'clock, it must be nothing more than talking about it.

Xu Shanyou has taken on a new project in the past few days and has not been home for the third day. The only customer this night is now trapped in his own company.

It's like being caught in an endless loop. After being promoted, more overtime, more salary, less hair, and then another promotion, then overtime salary increase, and then baldness...

I don't know whether Xu Shan's life was happy and then unhappy. Anyway, his hair must be a little melancholy.

While Tang Xiaokang was grieving for Xu Shan's hair, another person came in at the gate of Dongju.

I couldn't help but look up, I had never seen anyone before, it was a new face, looking dusty, carrying a huge backpack, those who didn't know it thought it was a donkey friend who was going to go hiking in the Sichuan-Tibet area.

"Friend, do you know where the Friendship Hotel is?"

"Go out and turn right. In the second building of the third community, there is the gate with the Youth Hostel brand on it."

Looking at the other party's appearance, Tang Xiaokang sighed silently in his heart, it was another child who was cheated.

What kind of hotel? It's just a shared room that has been turned into a youth hostel. It's nothing but cheap.

"Ok, thanks."

Hearing Tang Xiaokang's explanation, the other party was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly before turning around.

He couldn't help but look at the sign at the door. When he saw the word "Dongju", he couldn't help but walked in again. Looking at Tang Xiaokang lying on the chair, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this Tang Xiaokang?" master?"

Know yourself?
Hearing what the other person said, Tang Xiaokang also stood up from the chair and nodded, but he really didn't have the slightest impression of this person Tang Xiaokang.

"Sure enough, it's Dongju. Master Tang, are you still open? I read a lot of news about you on the Internet."

"The door is still open. It closes at 11:30. You are lucky. I'll get you something to eat."

Unexpectedly, he would be a fan who heard about it on the Internet. Tang Xiaokang became more enthusiastic and asked directly.

"Let's play mutton soup. Isn't it Dongju's signature? It's not suitable to eat it when it's hot. Try it now."

He walked towards the hall with his bag on his back, his face was covered with dust, and his skin was a little darkened by the sun, as if he had just returned from the Sichuan-Tibet line. When he smiled, his white teeth were particularly obvious.

(End of this chapter)