Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Chapter 205: The process of researching food is joyful

"No, no, Uncle Wang has helped me a lot!" Zhao Xiaojing quickly shook her head, "Aunt Chen, to be honest, I love to think about this now. The more detailed the better, the more requirements the better, so that my cooking skills can have a direction to work on.

Not only the water chestnut soup dumplings, pickled duck eggs, pickled cabbage, pickled radish, but also the pepper fried pork and stir-fried beef that are just served in the store are all things that I have only recently started to think about and research. Cooking is something that requires constant research and practice, and you have to try all kinds of food to keep improving and come up with new ones.”

Zhao Xiaojing said sincerely.

Although making water chestnut soup dumplings is to complete the task, she also enjoys the process of slowly pondering, researching thoroughly step by step, and making delicious food.

"Okay, as long as you like it." Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing said this, ** Ping didn't say anything else.

"Xiao Zhao, you are this." Wang Jiandang leaned back in his chair, rubbing his belly comfortably and gave Zhao Xiaojing a thumbs up.

"Aunt Chen, Uncle Wang, if you have anything else you want to eat, you can tell me. I will study it and you can eat it. After you eat it, you can give me some suggestions. It's just a good opportunity for me to practice my cooking skills.

This is definitely not a bother for me, this is a help for me, the process of researching food is really fun." Zhao Xiaojing struck while the iron was hot.

"Then let me think about it..." **Ping tilted her head and began to think seriously.

"I know!" Wang Jiandang glanced at ** Ping, "When you mentioned pickled radish, I wanted to say that your Aunt Chen missed the pickled radish shreds that were dried very dry, which tasted crunchy and had no seasoning but was very fragrant.

We have made it several times, but each time we cannot get the same taste as when we ate it in the countryside. Either we add too much seasoning and it has no flavor, or it is too bland without seasoning, and it always gets moldy when exposed to the sun. Xiao Zhao, why don’t you try this?”

"Oh, this is not worthy of being served in a formal occasion. It makes no difference whether I eat it or not. Xiao Zhao won't improve her cooking skills by making this. Let's change it!" ** Ping waved her hands embarrassedly.

"It's okay, Aunt Chen. I want to make a side dish myself, and you just gave me an idea. I just want to buy some more radishes tomorrow, so I'll make this!" Zhao Xiaojing smiled and clapped her hands and agreed immediately.

Although the mission was to gain Wang Jiandang's special favorability, she became more and more familiar with the couple during this period, and ** Ping also took care of them in every way. Not only did she bring her own cabbage every time she came, she also always gave them vegetables she grew and fruits brought by Uncle Wang. She and Su Yuchen were very touched and always wanted to give something in return.

"Auntie Chen, what does the pickled shredded radish taste like or how is it prepared? Is there anything special about it?" Zhao Xiaojing asked in detail.

"That carrot..." Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was serious about doing it, ** Ping smiled more and started talking excitedly...

The next morning, as soon as the alarm rang, Zhao Xiaojing subconsciously turned her head to look to the side.

She now has a regular schedule. She has dinner at 9:30, and after dinner everyone cleans up together. She gets home at 10:30, then comes back to wash up and chats with Su Yuchen. After chatting, if she is sleepy, she sleeps, and if she is not sleepy, she goes into the virtual space to continue practicing.

I don’t know what time Su Yuchen came back last night. She was not back when Zhao Xiaojing came back. When Zhao Xiaojing came out of the virtual space and went to sleep, it was already eleven o'clock and she still hadn't come back.

"What time did you come back last night? I fell asleep and didn't hear it." Zhao Xiaojing turned her head and saw Su Yuchen lying next to her. She opened her eyes as the alarm rang.

"It's almost three in the morning when I got back. Fortunately, I didn't wake you up." Su Yuchen sat up with sleepy eyes and shook his head, supporting his face with his hands and smiling with satisfaction. "It's been a long time since we last saw each other. We had so much fun rehearsing yesterday that we practiced until twelve o'clock in the evening. After practice, we found a place to drink, chat and eat skewers. After drinking, we started singing. Those who had pianos played the piano, and those who didn't had pianos poured a few glasses of water and banged on the cups to accompany. We ate for a long time, and the guests at the next table even recorded a video for us."

Su Yuchen rehearses in a guitar studio run by his keyboardist friend. It is surrounded by shops and the practice room is soundproofed. The kids learning guitar finish their lessons at eight o'clock, so no one disturbs them when they practice until twelve o'clock, and time passes by unnoticed.

“Just have fun with it, your guitar skills scared them, didn’t they?

Why don't you sleep a little longer, and go there at ten o'clock. Don't practice Tai Chi this morning, or it will be a punk health regimen." Zhao Xiaojing advised Su Yuchen, who was obviously still asleep.

"Then I won't eat breakfast either, I can sleep for three more hours, and get up at nine o'clock!" Su Yuchen lay down in a second. "They were really shocked. They asked me if I didn't go to work or sleep after I quit the band, and just practiced guitar at home. They said that my progress was comparable to the speed of light. They also kept using me to criticize the electric guitarist. The electric guitarist looked depressed and wanted to cry all night. It made me laugh to death."

Su Yuchen covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes and laughed non-stop, Zhao Xiaojing was also amused. "Then I'll go to Yonghui and bring you some three-fresh bean curd skin, wait for you to go to the store to eat, otherwise you will work all morning on an empty stomach."

At the entrance of Yonghui Supermarket, there is an old man pushing a cart selling tofu skin with three fresh ingredients. The tofu skin he sells is fragrant and has a lot of ingredients. Su Yuchen and Zhao Xiaojing both like it, but that road is opposite to the road to buy vegetables in the market, so they seldom go there to save time.

"Yonghui? Why are you going to Yonghui?" Su Yuchen opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiaojing in confusion.

"Buy flour." Zhao Xiaojing blinked and told Su Yuchen what happened yesterday.

"I know that kind of shredded radish. My grandmother always makes it. The ones made in the countryside are indeed more delicious. I don't know why. How about I ask for you?" As soon as Zhao Xiaojing described it to Su Yuchen, Su Yuchen immediately understood and started looking for his phone.

"Okay, you ask. It seems the company is going to have team-building again today." Zhao Xiaojing looked at Su Yuchen jokingly, as he did not learn his lesson and was about to make a phone call again. Su Yuchen immediately stopped where he was.

"You're right! I'm at work right now, so I don't have time to call. I'll call you when I finish my overtime work in the evening!"

Su Yuchen lay down again, closed his eyes and waved goodbye to Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhao Xiaojing sneered, turned around and walked out.

After practicing Tai Chi in the park for an hour, Zhao Xiaojing arrived at the farmers' market feeling refreshed.

It’s too early at this time. The big supermarkets haven’t opened yet, but the farmers’ market is bustling.

Before I even entered the door, I saw the old lady who was selling radishes with a basket yesterday. She was still carrying a small stool and there was a basket of red-skinned radishes in front of her. But today there was a piece of plastic cloth spread next to the radishes, with a bunch of small green vegetables on it. The old lady was lowering her head and fiddling with them carefully.

Zhao Xiaojing walked over quickly and was a little surprised when she got closer. "Grandma, there are still shepherd's purse in this season?"