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Chapter 130 Jiaxu Day, Songs in the Dark Night (1)

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    "Day 10. The tense days are starting to get boring, so let's sing. Sing a song in the dark."

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    The glutinous rice was soaked overnight and swelled.

    Yu Wanfeng woke up early to steam glutinous rice.

    It is quite a challenge for Yu Wanfeng to make the batter skin of bean curd.

    Fortunately, Zhong Chumian was there.

    He learned that Yu Wanfeng was going to make bean curd, so he made an appointment with her to get up early in the morning.

    Pour in the flour, adjust the batter, and the batter is thin.

    It's a pity that there is no mung bean noodles, so we can only use flour.

    Beat a few eggs and it becomes egg liquid, with small bubbles popping up.

    When the pan is hot, spread a thin layer of dough, and spread a layer of egg skin on the dough, turn it over, and fry on low heat.

    Yu Wanfeng couldn't do such a detailed job, but Zhong Chumian was handy. After Yu Wanfeng told him the general process, he knew it.

    Yu Wanfeng used another stove to fry the ingredients.

    Dried pork, diced dried fragrant and diced ham are fried together with sliced ??ginger, Chinese prickly ash and star anise, seasoned, water is added, and the juice is boiled.

    It will be ready soon, and the soup does not need to be boiled dry.

    Just as the glutinous rice was steamed, Yu Wanfeng spread the glutinous rice on the dough, spread the diced ingredients, poured the soup, fried slowly on low heat, added some oil, and pressed the glutinous rice and other ingredients on the dough.

    The first pot was quickly made.

    The aroma of glutinous rice and small ingredients entered the nostrils. Yu Wanfeng took the chopsticks and poked a small corner off, wanting to put it in his mouth, held back, and turned to Zhong Chumian: "Can you taste it?"

    Zhong Chumian's eyes flickered.

    He lowered his head, and bit off the small piece of bean curd with the extended chopsticks.

    "Is the taste okay?" Yu Wanfeng was full of anticipation.

    Zhong Chumian nodded: "Not bad."

    Having been affirmed, Yu Wanfeng said happily, "It seems that my cooking skills have improved again."

    While cutting up the bean curds, she asked Zhong Chumian, "Have you eaten bean curds since you went to Dongling?"

    "No."

    "Is there nothing for sale over there?"

    "I haven't seen any."

    Yu Wanfeng said "oh", remembering that Zhong Chumian went abroad shortly after going to Dongling, she understood: "That's right, you went abroad later, and you can't eat anymore. Do you cook your own food abroad or eat out?"

    Zhong Chumian replied to her: "Occasionally eat outside."

    It seems that I often cook at home.

    No wonder he cooks so well.

    Yu Wanfeng thought about it, and Zhong Chumian's cooking skills were good in the past, but now they are even better.

    She had already divided the bean curds, and she was very happy, but she still didn't stop talking, and continued to ask Zhong Chumian: "You cook by yourself, do you cook Chinese food or Western food?"

    Zhong Chumian thought for a while, and said: "There are all of them, and I cook more Chinese food."

    He added: "There are Chinese supermarkets and Korean supermarkets near where I live, and there are many Asian ingredients."

    "Oh, that's very convenient." Yu Wanfeng smiled.

    She picked up some bean curds: "It's almost time, I'm going to deliver breakfast to them."

    Zhong Chumian nodded.

    He always felt that Yu Wanfeng wanted to know many things that happened to him in the past six years.

    She was curious about this, and he was very happy.

    At least, she is willing to know him and everything about him.

    Maybe because the breakfast is finally no longer porridge and noodles, but the rare Wuhan bean curd, which tastes good and everyone is in a good mood.

    Ding Hua even shouted the slogan "you can eat hot and dry noodles in a short time".

    Zhang Huangwang was even more happy. He said that he had been in Wuhan for half a month, and he spent most of the time in hotels and inns.

    Unexpectedly, on the second day after changing the inn, I could eat Wuhan bean curd, and tears filled my eyes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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