On the other side of the stove, Zhai Xiaofeng asked:

"The water has been added and mixed well. Now the batter is mushy - what else should I do?"

Master Jiang was still frying eggs carefully, and when he heard this, he ordered:

"Add the chopped cabbage slowly. If you can't add it all at once, add it little by little. Stir it again after all the water in the cabbage comes out."

This is all fool's work and requires no skills. Zhai Xiaofeng executed it perfectly.

Jiang Xiaokang also took advantage of the situation and moved the mobile phone holder to a different position, and then picked up a large bowl of browned and fragrant scrambled eggs:

"Add it to the pot too."

A bowl of eggs was divided into three pots. This kind of real energy made Zhou Zhoubao at the other end of the live broadcast room salivate, and he felt sad in his heart:

There are so many good foremen in the world, so what if I have one?!

Jiang Xiaokang, on the other hand, took his time and said, "Add pepper, add salt. If you're not sure, just try it."

By the way, I would like to give a few more pointers: "This dish is simple, but once it's done, you can eat several bowls at a time. You can change the ingredients at any time, and use whatever you want."

"Before, the cabbage stems needed to be cut into shreds. It's easier to just tear the leaves into pieces. It's the same thing. I can cut vegetables easily."

Zhai Xiaofeng nodded repeatedly and wrote it down carefully.

She was almost done stirring, and the three large pots of cabbage were slowly filled into the pot. Now they were cooked soft and sticky. The white jade-like soup revealed the browned eggs and green cabbage shreds, accompanied by

It rushes over with the steaming heat, making people subconsciously take a deep breath!

But, this is not over yet!

Regarding cooking, Jiang Xiaokang has a lot of handy knowledge:

"Lard is the best for making vegetarian dishes, unless you don't like meat. For people like them who do physical work, the oil and water are too small. They will be hungry after working for less than two hours."

Then he lifted the lid of the large basin on the side, revealing the crispy lard residue underneath.

Is this okay?!

The workers around Zhou Zhoubao moved their heads closer, as if they could eat out of thin air if they got closer. They had only eaten a few slices of good meat after working for the past few days, and now they were looking at this food.

, not to mention drooling out, tears are almost pouring out!

One builds roads and the other builds houses. Who is more noble than the other? Why do people suffer like this?

As expected, the lard residue was also stewed separately into the pot. The fire was simmering underneath, and the cabbage soup on top was thick and boiling.

The bursts of strong fragrance can overflow from your thoughts even across the screen.

Everyone couldn't stand the aroma, so they all turned their attention and looked outside, watching helplessly as the chef poured two bowls of oil into the pot, then put the onions, ginger, and garlic in, and moved the spoon twice, followed by the uneven thickness.

Potato slices were also put in...

Before stir-frying, I added another basin of water and poured half a bottle of light soy sauce into it...

As for the meat?

Oh, you can only find it if you open your eyes wide, and you don’t know how the other party moved things around. It was quite a long slice of pork belly, but now it is as thin as a cicada when it comes to the pot. It should have been stir-fried with onions, ginger and garlic.

The chef is really afraid that they will be full!

It took so little effort not to mention that the smell of onions, ginger, and garlic has come out, but the oil in the pork slices has not even come out yet!

It was submerged under the pot again.

The other party took a big spoon and slowly stirred up the messy salt and various seasonings, which made several workers feel dead in their hearts and no longer had any worldly desires.

And here, after the cabbage soup is ready, it seems that work over there will be finished within a few minutes.

Zhou Dayong happily took photos for his brothers to see, while Zhou Bao numbly clicked on the video under the gaze of everyone, and saw that inside a huge stainless steel soup bowl, emerald green cabbage leaves and jade-white cabbage stems were melting.

In the sticky noodle soup, along with the crispy and fragrant broken eggs, there are also pieces of boiled lard residue that were put into the pot at the right time!

They are uniform in size, crispy and chewy when chewed, and become more fragrant the more you chew them. They are paired with this refreshing cabbage soup...

Suck!

Across the screen, everyone swallowed hard.

In the video, the brothers knew nothing and even waved their big steamed buns in front of the camera:

"Oops! Now that I'm not working, I'll feel cold if I wear short sleeves! I just have a bowl of hot soup to warm myself up... Brother, let me tell you, our chef's chili sauce is amazing!"

"Wait a minute, I won't take pictures now. I have to break open this steamed bun and stuff it with two spoonfuls of sauce, and then serve it with this cabbage soup..."

The screen shook, and workers could be vaguely seen eating in a clean and bright canteen.

There is also concern from my brothers: "By the way, is your braised pork and potatoes delicious tonight?"

…

Tonight on the mountain is the fragrant and hot cabbage soup, and the days down the mountain are equally nourishing and wonderful.

After making dinner, Master Jiang quickly walked down the mountain. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the seventh cousin standing at the door of the kitchen, his voice so gentle that it seemed like water dripping from his mouth:

"Tan Tan, it's getting cold now, and chickens won't be able to lay eggs properly. Why raise them? It's a waste of food. How about killing one first? Let's make braised chestnut chicken tonight."

Not to mention that it is already 5:30 in the evening and it is already dark. If we kill the chicken at this time, when will we have dinner?

When talking about laying eggs, Qiaoqiao raised his hand first:

"No! The chickens are still very diligent and picked up another 65 eggs this morning."

His apprentice was causing trouble, what could the seventh cousin do? He could only listen silently to Song Tan's laughter:

"Seventh cousin, let's not talk about how regrettable it is to kill the chicken when it is laying eggs. There are so many people in our family. How many chickens do we need to kill if we want to make a braised chicken with chestnuts?"

Now Professor Song and his disciples are back at school, and Grandma Tan Tan is not here either. Aunt Lianhua pushes her mother-in-law to the mountains to eat with her old friends every day. Even Zhang Wang’s family also goes to the mountains...

After all the calculations, there are only 11 people in the family now, and the food is almost enough to feed 20 people.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In other words, if you want everyone to eat stewed chicken, you have to kill at least three chickens and roosters from the mountain, right?

The seventh cousin remained silent, obviously in a bad mood.

After a while, he came out of the kitchen again, carrying three prepared chickens in his hand.

I don't know when the chicken lost its life. At this moment, it was completely stripped of its hair and tidied up inside and outside. It was held by the neck by the seventh cousin, and its six slender claws were hanging downwards, which was extremely desolate.

He ordered: "Qiaoqiao, wash a pot of sweet potatoes and steam them, and then you can make this braised chestnut chicken."

Then he ordered Master Jiang: "Xiao Kang, go and press the pot of rice I cooked in the afternoon, cook it over low heat, and serve it with chicken soup later."

Qiaoqiao picked out a few sweet potatoes in a basin, then turned to look at the charging mobile phone:

"I learned this dish before when I was harvesting chestnuts. I just want to teach it to the children tonight."

He is quite confident: "I can definitely do better than last time!"

And here, Xin Jun looked at the huge sweet potato that was half-eaten after chewing for a long time - Zhang Yanping probably wanted to show his kindness, so he picked an extra big one.

He paused, picked up the knife in front of him, cut the lower half open with a click, and handed it to Zhang Yanping.

The other party didn't know why and took it blankly: "What for? I don't want to eat -"

But Xin Jun interrupted: "Everyone grabs this bait every time, so there shouldn't be time to change the quantity. There is a high probability that there will only be one order per order."

"Anyway, the food is not ready yet, otherwise let's pack it up in advance and sell it tomorrow. The courier can take it away directly."

"Oh." It made sense after Zhang Yanping thought about it. He held the sweet potato in his hand and unconsciously clicked it into his mouth. He was instantly conquered by the sweet and crisp taste. While holding the bait packaged today, he said vaguely:

"I have to keep 50 bags, and I promise to sell them to this group of fishermen in advance..."

Xin Jun said "Hmm" and finished the remaining sweet potato in his hand in a few licks.

And after Zhang Yanping finished eating the sweet potatoes, he bent down to pull the tape and suddenly said "ouch": "I ate too many raw sweet potatoes, and now I feel bloated and want to fart..."

Xin Jun felt like he shot himself in the foot, but it didn't matter.

Just listen to him considerately say:

"We're not in a hurry, let's pretend slowly. Are you tired today? Just go over there and sit and do it."

Zhang Yanping happily sat down with a pile of cardboard boxes in his hands, and then looked at Xin Jun who was standing at the other end packing them. He couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly:

“Considerate!”

With such meticulousness, no wonder he found a partner in college! At this moment, he only had a flash of Dr. Xiao Guo in his mind, and tonight's braised chestnut chicken...

…

And here, Qiaoqiao's live broadcast started again.

[Another two broadcasts a day—is the host planning to make up the time in the middle of the month?]

[Fishermen come back with hatred, I don’t believe that all of you who buy bait are fishing!]

[Scored twice, live broadcast again - okay this time it’s Teacher Qiaoqiao]

[I was relieved, I couldn’t help but go to the police if it was the gangster brother again]

【What will the baby play tonight?】

[The kitchen lights are very bright! Wow, this is delicious food on the tip of your tongue! Order takeout quickly! 】
To be continued...