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- The kitchen was stuffy, Xia Zhenyue was cooking next to the stove, and Yu Zhile fanned her behind her with a big cattail fan.
This kind of treatment has never been enjoyed by Xia Zhenyue for so many years of cooking.
It's like turning into a little princess. When cooking, there is a little maid shaking a fan for her.
No no no! How can the princess cook by herself!
This is probably Xia Zhenyue's most extravagant enjoyment. Just thinking that it is Yu Zhile who is shaking the fan makes me feel like I am dreaming.
What kind of posture is it to have such a dream that is both real and absurd?
"Is it still hot?"
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Seeing her looking thoughtful, Yu Zhile asked again: "Is it still hot?"
Xia Zhenyue came back to her senses, blushing and said: "Ah? No, it's not hot."
"Oh, are you going to cook vegetables now? Do you want to put so much oil?"
As soon as he reminded, Xia Zhenyue realized that after a while, there was too much oil in the pot!
She hastily turned off the fire, took a new bowl, and put the excess oil out for later use. Maybe it was all his fault, which made her restless.
"Oh, so that's the case. I remembered. I have seen many videos of Mr. Wang Gang before. This is called slippery pot, right?"
Yu Zhile looked suddenly enlightened. Sure enough, Xia Zhenyue was good at cooking. He had never seen his mother cooking and slipping the pot.
"Well yes, that's how it is."
Xia Zhenyue had no choice but to roll down the steps, and re-fired and poured oil.
"What are you going to cook now?"
"Braised fish"
Xia Zhenyue rubbed some salt on the body of the fish, and seeing his curious look, she explained: "Spread a little salt, and it won't break the skin easily when frying."
"Then do you need to add salt later?"
"No."
"When the oil is 60% to 70% hot, put it down and fry"
"Then how do I know that the oil is 60 to 70% hot?"
Xia Zhenyue was at a loss for words for a while, seeing his serious look, she had to try hard to translate her experience into spoken language, thought for a while and said, "When it's about to smoke?"
"You still have to predict, it's really hard to cook."
Yu Zhile sighed, and then praised her: "You are amazing, if I don't touch it with my hands anyway, I don't know how hot it is."
"You can feel it when you cook a lot."
The oil temperature was enough, Xia Zhenyue picked up the fish, and gently slid it into the oil pan along the edge of the pan. When the hot oil touched the fish, it made a frightening screeching sound.
Seeing that Xia Zhenyue was close, Yu Zhile was quite nervous about her, for fear that the oil would splash out and hit her. After all, the little girl's skin is fair and delicate, and she must have a small blister when she is hot. If there is a scar in the future, it will be even worse. Not good looking.
"Be careful."
"It's okay, it's just scary to look at. After drying the water on the fish, the oil won't splash out."
"It looks like you were splashed with oil?"
"I know how to cook just now, but it doesn't matter if you have oily foam, it hurts a little."
Seeing the fish in the pot smoking, Yu Zhile hurriedly said: "It's time to turn it over, it's almost burnt!"
Xia Zhenyue said calmly: "No, fry slowly on a low heat. You must turn it over when it is set, otherwise the fish will be broken."
She shook the hot pan from time to time to prevent the fish from sticking to the pan. She took a shovel and carefully turned the fish over until that side was set.
It can be seen that the fried side has just the right degree of burnt, turning the golden color.
"I thought you could do special tricks, that flipping the pan and turning the fish over."
"No I haven't practiced it before. The pot is so heavy that I can't lift it."
"When I'm cooking, I have to learn how to shake the pot. It feels very handsome and suits me."
Xia Zhenyue pursed her lips and smiled softly, humming softly: "Then you will definitely throw out all the vegetables in the pot, and then you will be hungry for dinner."
She looks so pretty when she smiles. If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing her cooking, Yu Zhile would definitely take out her phone and take a picture of her smile.
It's really strange, could it be that she usually smiles too little? I always feel that when she smiles, she can smile to his heart.
At this time, the flow of time seems to slow down, like in the photography, the surrounding scenes are fading, and only she is left in the center of the field of vision. You can see the tiny sweat beads on the tip of her delicate nose. Her thin lips, slightly melancholy thin eyebrows, and her big eyes flicker.The gentle light is probably just such a photo.
Xia Zhenyue didn't know that Yu Zhile was in a daze, but felt that his speed of shaking the cattail fan slowed down. She looked back at him and whispered: "The kitchen is very hot, you should go out and rest, you are sweating. Don't shake the fan for me."
"It's okay, then if I shake the fan like this, both of us can blow it."
Yu Zhile came back to his senses and squeezed to the left of Xia Zhenyue. He fanned the fan with his left hand, and the wind blew from his side, first past him, and then onto her face.
Xia Zhenyue easily caught his smell from the wind, probably after sweating, the smell was stronger, and she didn't feel the smell of sweat, but couldn't help sniffing, wanting to smell more of him smell.
Suddenly I remembered the sentence he said in the afternoon, "If a person doesn't wear perfume, but you can still smell his body fragrance, it proves that your genes have selected him." '
Humans are so perverted! More perverted than a dolphin!
Xia Zhenyue blushed, and wanted to hold her breath so as not to smell him, but when she held her breath, her face turned even redder, and if she held her breath for too long, she would easily gasp.
Yu Zhile came closer, moved his nose, and exclaimed: "It smells so good!"
Xia Zhenyue's eyes widened because the two were so close, as if he was smelling her, her hand holding the shovel stiffened, her shoulders shrank, and she became numb.
"It's almost fried, I can already smell the aroma."
It turned out that I was smelling fish Is the pervert actually me
"Er well almost."
Xia Zhenyue quickly turned off the fire, took out the fried fish, reheated the pan, saut¨¦ed ginger, garlic and other ingredients until fragrant, and finally put the fried fish into it and braised it in soy sauce.
Seeing her adding seasonings, Yu Zhile also asked curiously: "Such as seasonings, how much should you judge?"
Even if she is a top student like her, Xia Zhenyue can't tell why for a while. After all, cooking is a matter of experience. Even if you tell him the exact amount now, he doesn't cook. Forget it for two days.
"For fish like these, just put so much. Take this as the standard. When the amount of the dish is large, it will be more, and when it is small, it will be less. It depends on everyone's taste, and you can change it yourself"
"Sure enough, cooking is a difficult thing."
Yu Zhile sighed, the most difficult thing in the world is that there is no standard, just like why it is difficult to chase girls, because you can see the progress bar when playing games, chasing girls is different, every girl has Different standards, of course, are difficult.
"It's not difficult, it's very simple to do it with your heart"
"Sure enough, I'd better find a wife who can cook for me, what do you think?"
Xia Zhenyue was stunned for a moment: "Yes, yes."
"You're hot again, your face is so red, like a tomato."
Yu Zhile speeded up the frequency of shaking the fan, and the wind blew from his side.
Xia Zhenyue felt that she might be fascinated by the smell of wind
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