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Chapter 7: Yiduo does not press down

Rejecting everyone's kindness, Liu Buju entered the kitchen alone.

It has been two days since I went out and it will take two days to return. If I don’t go back, Liu Yue will probably be starved to death.

There is not much food at home and there is no supervision from his own. With Liu Yue's control ability, Liu Buyu is very suspicious whether there is still food at home now?

Although he has been recognized by Zhang Jiao, the people in the house are very respectful to him.

But I am new to you, so I must be more low-key.

"There is something wrong with the steamed buns in this pot. It's too hard, so make it redo!" Liu Buyan skillfully poured the hot white flour buns into a bag.

"Sir, this is the third pot, it's been done like this before!" The cook was a little unhappy.

The master told me that it was my master's business. I steamed steamed buns for my whole life, why are there problems everywhere when I get to you?

"As a cook, you should not be satisfied with the status quo. Just like a general, you should constantly find ways to improve your strength. Only in this way can you not be eliminated by the times." Liu Buju gave the other party a very powerful reason. After looking at the white flour steamed buns that had been filled with half a bag, he was still a little unsatisfied: "Try adding some alkali in this pot..."

"This thing cannot be added easily, it will change its flavor..." The cook refused to listen to Liu Buju's words again.

Change of flavor?

Liu Buju heard for the first time that steaming buns add alkali will change the flavor, so he took a small piece of steamed bun from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

After carefully savoring the taste of the steamed buns, I now understand why it changed.

Steamed buns without alkali added, with a sour taste generated by the natural fermentation of flour. This kind of steamed bun is not suitable for eating too much.

The steamed buns with alkali added are not only fluffy than those without, but also can harmonize the sour taste and turn it into a slightly sweet taste.

Liu Buyu sighed helplessly. It seems that people who are used to eating crumbs cannot enjoy the glutinous feast...

"Try to steam a pot. If it doesn't work, just watch it..." Liu Buyu felt that it was almost the same. Including this pot, there were nearly a hundred steamed buns, which was barely enough for Liu Yue to eat for half a month.

Looking at the good things in the room, Liu Buyu sighed helplessly.

These things can’t be taken back, and they can’t be kept even if they are taken back. It’s not as good as steamed buns. Even if they are dried in the back, they can be eaten with soaked water.

Looking at the cook who was unwilling to accept it, but had to continue to be busy, Liu Buju felt that he had to change it.

Thoughts kept pouring in the sky.

If you don’t want to compete for fame and fortune on the battlefield, you have to find a way to survive.

There was no imperial examination in this era. Military generals rely on military achievements and civil officials rely on recommendations. Liu Buwei did not take any of them. If you want to survive in the bureaucratic group, it would be a problem to get started.

Life is not the best choice. If you keep going, don’t be ashamed to accept Ma Chao as your disciple. Even Liu Buyu feels that he can’t raise his head here.

A pot of hot steamed buns came out freshly, steaming.

Liu Bujue broke off a piece and tasted it, and found that the steamed bun was a little bitter.

The steamed buns with alkali added taste are not as good as the sour steamed buns without alkali added. They taste hard and make people doubt their life.

He habitually poured this pot of steamed buns into the bag. Liu Yue didn't care whether it was delicious or not, just eat it.

Liu Bujue sent the cook away, and sat alone on the stool next to the stove, silently dazed.

After looking at the sky, Liu Buyu could only wait until he set off tomorrow and went home. Then he could see if he could borrow a horse from Ma Chao, so that he would only need half a day to get home.

Dinner was relatively simple, and Zhang Jiao was called to the county government and didn't know what he was busy with.

There was only one mother and daughter left at home. Liu Buju was embarrassed to go and eat free, so he could only handle it and eat some at will.

Ma Chao's unreliable person didn't know where he ran. Since the afternoon, Liu Buyu has never seen this guy again.

After dinner, Liu Buyu then plunged into the kitchen, and today's dinner gave him some inspiration.

"Girl, can you take me to the warehouse?" Liu Buyu stood outside the kitchen and showed a socialist smile at a little maid.

"Ah... the warehouse?" The little girl who was shouted by Liu Buyu was at a loss.

Why does this sound sound familiar?

Liu Buyu nodded and stopped caring about whether he was familiar with the sound. Finding a way out is the most important thing.

The little maid nodded and took Liu Buju to the opposite room, where their warehouse was their house.

The warehouse looked a little empty, and there were not many fresh vegetables, so maybe the rest was for the people to eat.

Liu Bujing didn't care either, so he picked up a basket for picking up vegetables and picked up some meat and vegetables that looked pretty good.

Liu Buyu discovered that in this historical time and space, the ingredients are quite complete. Some of the ingredients and seasonings he knows can basically be found here, but the forms are different.

The difference is that there is no wok here, so naturally there is no saying that stir-frying.

Liu Buju carefully washed the large pot of steamed buns, and let’s try it out for now.

"You... do you want to cook?" Looking at Liu Buyu's appearance as a chef, the little maid was so surprised that she couldn't stop talking.

"Yes!" Liu Buyan nodded, realizing the little maid's problem, smiled and continued, "There are not so many things that poor families pay attention to. You can't starve to death for the so-called face, right?"

In this era, men do not do housework, as long as there is a woman at home.

Liu Buyan's memory of his mother in this era is just a vague picture. When he was very young, he was the only one who was father and son left in the family.

When my father went to war, Liu Buyan could only do housework.

Liu Bujing still has some cooking skills, but his family is too poor, making it impossible for him to use his cooking skills.

Some people took a fresh chicken that had just been slaughtered for a while, cut off the head and tail, and took out the thick fat on the left and right sides of the tail and threw it away.

The chicken skin on the neck that looked like it made people lose appetite was also cleaned by Liu Buyu. He put five red dates and ten wolfberry into a bowl, poured them into warm water and brewed them for later use.

There is a casserole in the kitchen. Take out a suitable size, inject clean water, and put the treated chicken directly in it.

Wait until the water in the pot boils, remove the foam bit by bit until it is completely cleaned, put the ginger slices and the red dates and wolfberry that have just brewed, and pull out a few pieces of firewood under the stove and control it to a low heat.

Taking advantage of this time, Liu Buyu quickly washed a few mushrooms and threw them into the casserole to cover the lid. Then he just had to wait.

Looking at Liu Buju, who was so skillful, the little maid covered her mouth in disbelief.

Liu Buyu quietly accelerated the speed in his hand, wrapped the cut chicken diced rice with starch and eggs, and fryed it in a 70% hot oil pan until golden.

Liu Buju, who likes to eat non-mainstream, threw a plate of peanuts in and fryed them.

Stir-fry the onion, ginger and garlic, and add various ingredients and seasonings in turn.

In a moment, a plate of spicy spicy chicken diced rice was freshly released.

The spicy taste of the chili once again occupied the entire kitchen.

'ton……'

"I..." The little maid got her little head shyly.

Liu Buyu smiled slightly, took out a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"It's okay, but there are some problems with the heat!"

Liu Buju gave a fairly pertinent evaluation, then took it out and put it on a plate, took a new pair of chopsticks and handed it to the little maid.
Chapter completed!
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