Kneeling in front of my wife’s tombstone and crying bitterly, I was reborn

When Chen Wentao walked into the kitchen room, he saw Zhao Deming washing vegetables with his sleeves rolled up, and Zhao Hanyu holding his hands beside him, like a supervisor.

Seeing Chen Wentao, Zhao Hanyu smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, why are you here too?"

The kitchen house was not big, but with four grown men in it, it really seemed a bit crowded.

Chen Wentao said quickly: "I'll light the fire."

After saying that, he quickly walked to the earthen stove, opened the stove door, and collected the firewood.

Although Shen Qiansan's family is in the urban area, except for some families in the city center who use gas stoves, the vast majority of residents still use coal stoves or wood stoves for cooking.

Shen Qiansan originally planned to wash all the dishes and then light the fire. Now the father-in-law took the initiative to light the fire, so he did not refuse and said: "Dad, you light the small pot first, and I will cook the rice first."

In 1991, many families had rice cookers, but Shen Qiansan's didn't.

I didn't have money to buy it before, but now it's not a big deal to buy a rice cooker. However, Shen Qiansan likes to cook rice the old way, that is, boil water in a pot first, cook the rice until it is six-mature, and then drain it with a dustpan. Rice soup, finally put it back into the pot, add a little water and simmer over low heat.

The rice produced in this way is fragrant, soft and glutinous, with distinct grains, white and crystal clear, and a layer of rice crust at the bottom, which tastes much better than rice cooked in a rice cooker.

To put it bluntly, rice cookers are just convenient and trouble-free.

Zhao Deming really dislikes eating rice cooked in a rice cooker. When he cooks at home, he cooks it the same old way.

At this moment, he finished washing the vegetables in his hands and said with a smile: "Where is the rice? I will cook it!"

Shen Qiansan said: "No need, I'll do it!"

Zhao Hanyu was probably bored by sitting around, or maybe Chen Wentao came. He was a little embarrassed and rushed to say: "I'm not good at cooking, but I can still cook. I'll wash the rice and cook!"

Zhao Deming said angrily: "You are busy doing simple things. Why don't you help me when I wash the dishes first?"

Zhao Hanyu said: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to wash it clean!"

He really told the truth.

For people who don't usually cook, washing vegetables in winter is like rolling them in water. To use the dialect of Qingwa City, they just talk to the water, and they may not necessarily be washed clean.

Zhao Deming smiled and was too lazy to say anything else, knowing that his son was such a virtuous person.

Shen Qiansan didn't say much, pointed to the location of the rice vat, handed him an enamel basin, and said, "Then you go wash the rice."

"Okay!" Zhao Hanyu happily took the enamel basin, quickly walked to the rice vat, opened it and scooped rice into the basin.

"How much rice do you need to put in?"

After scooping two small bowls, Zhao Hanyu suddenly paused and turned back to ask Shen Qiansan.

He rarely cooks rice at home, so how does he know how much rice to put in when several people are eating?

Shen Qiansan couldn't help but shook his head and said, "It's enough to scoop out three bowls."

There were not many people eating at noon, just the father-in-law, mother-in-law, father and son Zhao Deming and him. Three small bowls of rice weighed more than a kilogram, which was enough to feed five people.

Zhao Hanyu quickly scooped up three small bowls of rice, and then washed the rice. After washing it twice, the water in the small pot was hot. He put the washed rice into the pot, stirred it a few times with a spatula, and put down the pot. Shovel clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Done!"

Most people cook rice, and that’s about it.

The next step is to stir it with a spatula from time to time to prevent the rice from sticking together.

After Shen Qiansan waited for Zhao Hanyu to leave, he picked up the salt shaker, added a little salt to the pot, and then dropped a few drops of clear oil into it.

Zhao Hanyu saw it and said in surprise: "Third brother, why are you putting salt and oil in the pot?"

He has never seen rice cooked like this!

Even Zhao Deming felt strange and looked at Shen Qiansan in confusion.

Shen Qiansan smiled and said: "This is a little trick I figured out myself. When cooking rice, put a little salt and oil in the water, so that the cooked rice will be more fragrant."

In fact, he didn't figure it out by himself.

In later generations, many short videos introduced such life tips, which were very practical.

This knowledge, due to the development of the Internet and self-media in later generations, is accessible to almost everyone, so it is not considered a mystery.

But it’s only 1991. Not to mention the Internet, even computers have not yet become popular. Most ordinary people have no way to access this information.

"Is that so?"

After hearing Shen Qiansan's explanation, Zhao Deming felt a little confused and a little hopeful.

He was undoubtedly interested in this little trick that could improve his cooking skills, but he still didn't believe it until he saw the results.

After all, salt and oil are the most common seasonings. He didn't think that adding such a small amount would have any big effect when cooking rice.

We can only wait and see.

After hearing Shen Qiansan's words, Chen Wentao suddenly raised his head and said, "No wonder the rice you cook is so fragrant. It turns out it's this little trick!"

He had eaten rice cooked by Shen Qiansan before, but this was the first time he heard the reason and he couldn't help but tell it.

Zhao Hanyu seemed to have come to his senses and said, "Third brother, how come the rice you cook is so delicious? It turns out the secret is here!"

Chen Wentao and Zhao Hanyu both said this, and Zhao Deming couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

At the same time, I felt a little disappointed.

Just from the most basic cooking skill of cooking rice, I seem to have fallen behind.

However, he was confident in his cooking skills after all, and said in his heart: "It's not the end yet, and we don't know the result yet. The key to cooking rice is the heat!"

"Well, it doesn't matter if the rice is cooked well, it still depends on the cook!"

While washing the vegetables, he had already observed it. From the side dishes, he could tell that Shen Qiansan had prepared twelve dishes today, and some of them were his specialty. He showed off his skills in preparing those dishes.

He would never be willing to give up without a competition.

Rice was cooking in the small pot over there, and Shen Qiansan had already started cooking in the larger pot over there.

The first dish was a hot pot, mutton stewed with radish.

Zhao Deming watched carefully from the side and found that Shen Qiansan's operations were almost the same steps he knew, and there were no other tricks.

He even found that Shen Qiansan was very casual when cooking, not as focused as when he was cooking.

"That's it!"

Zhao Deming didn't think highly of Shen Qiansan's cooking, and he even felt that the taste would not be bad if he cooked it himself.

Well, although mutton stewed with radish is not his specialty, he can still make it.

He didn't see anything special about the next two or three dishes.

However, it is undeniable that Shen Qiansan controls the heat very well when cooking. The aroma is rich and the food looks great when put on the plate. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has both color and aroma.

But the taste can only be known after you taste it.