I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

After Bai Yao's vigorous science popularization all night, Chi Ming was so frightened that he quickly reviewed the details of getting along with that person.

After carefully recalling it several times, I felt relieved.

He and he didn't say five words together.

Besides, they gave back the gold bars when they left.

Isn't this very satisfied with his service?

Forget it, when did this world become so unreal, and why didn't we encounter so many weird things in the last life.

Eager to try delicious food, Chi Ming quickly put his worries aside.

Since I got such good tea, I have to treat myself with some delicious food.

Chi Ming put on the apron he cut, and mixed the flour first.

He remembered the tea dumplings he had eaten in a three-star hotel.

Soon the dough was kneaded into a smooth surface by him, and it was covered with a damp cloth and left to ferment in the sun.

Then he hummed a ditty to deal with the chicken and fish.

The chickens are pheasants caught on the mountain before, and they have been kept in the fence in the northeast corner of the yard; the fish are also bought with money and villagers.

When the river just froze, there was no trace of half a fish in the market.Chi Ming had no choice but to smash the ice to fish.

Not to mention, every time the harvest is quite rich, it's because of the cold hands and feet.

This back and forth was seen by the villagers, who said Mr. Chi on the left and said Mr. Chi begging him to teach them how to catch fish.

In this season, the river is frozen, and there is basically no fish to be caught. Rich people want to eat fish, so they can only eat dried salted fish or stuffed fish to satisfy their hunger.

The fish that used to cost a few copper coins in other seasons is now precious in the cold winter months.

This is why the big hotels in the town are willing to pay several times higher than usual to acquire them.

Chi Ming did not hide his secrets, and told the villagers all the methods and precautions for catching fish without reservation.

One is to thank the villagers for taking care of him as a foreigner in the past six months, and second, after the method of catching fish is popularized, he does not need to freeze in the cold to catch fish by himself, he only needs to buy it with money.

Soon, the chicken and fish are cleaned up.

After marinating with salt and tea leaves, Chi Ming didn't care.

He wants to make some tea for later use, and the tea is made of the youngest tea cakes.

After the tea leaves were tossed up and down for a minute, he poured the tea into a large porcelain basin, but drained the tea leaves and put them aside for later use.

By this time the dough has almost woken up.Chi Ming pressed it with his index finger, and the sunken place on the surface did not rebound, and he was already awake.

Use a rolling pin to roll out the dough repeatedly and then knead it until the dough becomes softer and softer, then cut it into small cubes and roll it into palm-sized discs.

The meat filling of the dumplings is made of meat paste and tea leaves, and put in lard, salt, and rice wine.Because I was afraid that the smell of onion and garlic would steal the fragrance of the tea, I didn't put it in.

Chi Ming's technique was quick, and the dumpling wrapper turned into nine wrinkled white flour dumplings in his hands.

Bai Yao sat quietly by the side, with a pair of chubby feet hanging over the edge of the table, swinging and swinging, not to mention how comfortable it was.

It's so delicious.

It couldn't help but took a deep breath, and the saliva almost dripped onto the table.

It's not in vain that he is hungry until now, and he must open his belly to eat a big meal later.

Bai Yao supported her head without blinking her eyes.

The host looks good, especially the way he cooks seriously is as dazzling as a shining star.

Only when cooking, Chi Ming becomes extremely focused.

He clearly understands what to do next, the order of each dish, and the best cooking time and heat for the food.

"Dinner!"

Looking at the golden and crispy tea chicken, the fresh and smooth tea fish, and the white and fat tea dumplings on the table, Bai Yao's eyes widened and she couldn't help swallowing secretly.

"Master, you are really amazing, I give you a thumbs up!"

Bai Yao ate the dumplings, imitating Chi Ming's words vaguely and admiring.

Originally, Chi Ming wanted to invite Chacha to enjoy it together. After all, the tea leaves he gave were used to make these delicacies.

It's just that when he heard that the food was made from his tea leaves, he shook his head in horror. What's the difference between this and human beings drinking water with their own hair?

He can't, he doesn't have this habit of turning T.

This is probably a relatively satisfying meal that Chi Ming cooked after coming to ancient times.

He didn't gobble it up like Bai Yao did, but got up and went to the yard to dig out a jar of osmanthus wine made in autumn.

With good food, of course you need good wine.

What surprised him was that, after only going out for a while, there was another person in the kitchen, someone he had met once.

Who can tell him why this guy came so early! ! !

Why did it happen to catch up with his meal time.

Is he a dog nose?

It also prevents people from eating well...

Looking at Bai Yao who was leaning against the wall, shivering in a corner with a face full of grievances, Chi Ming scratched his hair depressingly.

Especially when seeing the other party eating his carefully cooked food gracefully like a king.

The feeling of depression was even worse. He had only eaten a bite of dumplings just now, and he didn't even have time to break off the chicken legs to eat, let alone the most satisfying cooked tea fish.

Holding the wine jar, he stood by the side speechlessly, not even daring to vent his anger.

I'm afraid that if the person opposite is not happy, I will become a fan of myself, after all, he has done it before.

He curled his lips, and sighed softly, the good wine in his hand suddenly became stale.

Can he act like he doesn't know anything, join the other party calmly, and have a happy meal together?

Chi Ming looked up at the simple roof, where a spider was facing him with its butt, as if silently laughing at his timidity.

He turned his head and couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Forget it.

He was afraid of being chopped to death by the opponent's palm.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Chi Ming silently grabbed the scared and trembling Bai Yao and stuffed it into his pocket, turned his back and walked back, he might not have to wait on him for a meal.

"stop."

A cold and emotionless voice came from behind.

Hey?

Why are you calling me?

Chi Ming took a deep breath, and when he turned around, he showed a professional fake smile: "Is there something wrong?" Ancestor?

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Chi Ming cursed secretly again, eating what was in the bowl, and wanted what was in my hand.

Even so, he still silently put the things in front of the other party, and said weakly: "Would you like to taste the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that you just made for fun?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Chi Ming took the initiative to uncork the bottle, ready to "enthusiastically" pour a small cup for the other party.

"Need not."

Seeming to be extremely disgusted, Xuanshu rarely frowned, and the speed of rejection was faster than the opponent's shot.

"Oh."

Chi Ming was relieved, thinking that the other party was a starving ghost who wanted everything.

Under the disgusted eyes of the other party, he quickly corked the bottle, hugged the jar neatly, turned and left.

"and many more."

Fuck, what are you doing again!

Can't you just say it all at once?

Chi Ming had the urge to hit someone, and he had already pushed the other party down and served him with various props in his mind.

"kindness?"

Chi Ming didn't even want to give a fake smile.

"Make a pot of tea like last night's."

There was a hint of joy in the voice? ?

Looking at the other party's fleeting smile, Chi Ming felt like a ghost.

Please stop laughing like that, I'm afraid.

In the face of absolute strength, he comforted himself that it would not be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, while slowly starting to boil water and make tea.

Chi Ming didn't know how long it took, but it was quite painful.

Seeing the other party wipe his mouth gracefully after eating, and when he dropped three gold bars thicker than a palm, he was completely defeated.

Who can have trouble with money, right?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Who will come to him at this point?

The author has something to say:

Xuanshu: My wife not only cooks delicious food, but also looks like fried hair is fun

Chi Ming: Don't worry, I've got all the durian shells, abacus, and washboard

Tea tree essence: Do not eat!