"It's him!" Rourou's heart was agitated, she forgot to get up and put on a shirt, and rushed to the window eagerly.
The night outside the window is endless, only the stars are getting brighter and brighter.
Gently sighed, he definitely doesn't recognize me in this life, and this flute is definitely not played for me.
But, why did he stay in Xianyang? Why did the entanglement that I wanted to avoid originally follow me like a shadow
On the second day, the sky was clear and the weather was clear. Because of the great joy last night, Gentle got up extra early!
"This old thing, what kind of wind was there last night to clean up the kitchen so clean!" Mrs. Zhou went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast as usual, but found that the dishes were clean, there were no ingredients, and even the stove was empty!
"Mom, what are you looking for? I'll help you!" Wen Rou lay on the kitchen window, leaning half of her body playfully.
"Look for everything!" Ms. Zhou muttered with drooping face.
"Damn, what's for breakfast this morning? I'm hungry after all the hard work last night!" Wen Shouzheng yawned and entered the kitchen, blinking his eyes and looking around for food.
"Drink the wind!" Mrs. Zhou put down a word in a shameless manner.
"Oh, hey, I forgot. Rou'er and Dad are going to get the ingredients. This morning, let's see Dad come to show you something!" Wen Shouzheng suddenly remembered what he did yesterday. out.
"Father, it turns out that your little treasury is in the cellar!" Rou Rou followed Wen Shouzheng to the cellar. Wen Shou was moving his chubby body, laboriously picking out all kinds of ingredients, including firewood, one by one.
"Don't let your mother know! Your brother came back from school today, and I'll give you some extra food tonight!" Wen Shouzheng specifically asked, if it wasn't because there were too many ingredients to be brought, he couldn't get them all by himself. So Wen Rou won't discover his treasure place!
"Father, don't worry, I have the tightest mouth! Father, let me take a look and see what treasures you have hidden!" Rourou poked her head over, looking curiously.
In the corner of the cellar, Wen Shouzheng hid several jars, no need to ask, these must have been intercepted every time the wine was brewed!
No wonder Wen Shouzheng went to the cellar happily every night! Dare to be accompanied by wine!
"Ahem, you girl!"
In the kitchen, Wen Shouzheng was busy working with his arms loose, standing beside him tenderly, watching seriously.
"Rou'er, come out and wait! It's weird inside!" Zhou called out from the door.
"No, mother! I want to learn crafts from my father!" Wen Rou stayed still, staring straight at Wen Shouzheng's hands.
"This kid, he hasn't spent enough time in the back kitchen of Zuixianlou on weekdays, even the kitchen at home!" Zhou smiled and shook his head, and went to set the dishes.
"Father, I never thought you could make pasta!" Seeing Wen Shouzheng shaking off a few handfuls of flour gracefully, Wen Rou couldn't help but praise.
"Hehe, what we're doing diligently is to understand by analogy, so that we don't feel aggrieved." Wen Shouzheng listened to his daughter's praise, feeling proud for a while, and couldn't help but grabbed another handful of flour and shook it into the basin.
"Father, let me try!" Ruan Rou felt itchy in his heart.
In her previous life, she also knew how to make pasta with noodles, and now she just has the opportunity to show it off.
"Come on, try it!" Wen Shouzheng was overjoyed for a moment, the daughter is so hardworking, she really refuses to miss the opportunity to learn how to cook at any time!
Rourou took another washbasin, and stood beside Wen Shouzheng in a dignified manner.
"This kneading dough pays attention to the three light standards, which are hand light, pot light, and face light!" After Wen Shouzheng said, he grabbed a few handfuls of flour with his big hand and put them in the gentle basin, and passed a piece of gauze.
"Before kneading the noodles, first clear the noodles with gauze. This kind of noodles is delicate and has a good taste; then put the clarified noodles in a bowl, dig a small hole in the middle, add an appropriate amount of warm water, and use chopsticks. Stir the flour and water into lumps. Be careful, stir in one direction!" Wen Shouzheng said, demonstrating quickly.
Nodding gently and earnestly, when these familiar essentials and plots reappeared in her ears and eyes, she felt excited again.
"Put the lumpy dough on the chopping board. Put your palm on the lumpy dough, and use the heel of your palm to push the dough forward. The lumpy dough will be pushed into a sheet with a smooth surface, but there are cracks at the edge. Then put the palm on the On the pimple-shaped dough, use the heel of your palm to push the dough forward until the pimple-shaped dough is pushed into a smooth sheet with no cracks on the edge. Finally, knead the dough together with your hands." Wen Shouzheng lowered his head Demonstrating, carefully explaining the essentials and skills of making faces.
"Rou'er, look, the surface of this reconciled dough is smooth; the walls of the bowl of kneading are smooth; even the hands..." Wen Shouzheng has reconciled a piece of dough at this moment, holding it in his hand, Wanting to show Wenrou, the moment she turned around, she saw that Wenrou was also holding a similarly clean piece of dough in her hand, and then looked at the basin of Wenrou and noodles, it was clean, without any crumbs, even Wenrou's two Hands are also smooth without flakes.
"Father! We are reconciled!" He called softly and sweetly, and then shook the dough in his hand.
"Damn it! You are amazing girl!" Wen Shouzheng threw down his own dough, grabbed the tender dough, looked left and right in front of his eyes, and pressed it with his hands to test it. No flaws!
Wen Shouzheng would not have believed it if he didn't have the previous vegetable cutting, carving and side dishes, and Ruan Rou has completely mastered it so well after only reading it once.
Now, Wen Shouzheng couldn't stand it anymore, facing this reconciliation that he had only watched once again!
"Damn! Come here!" Wen Shouzheng shouted in shock.
"You said it would be unsafe to ask you to cook a meal!" Mrs. Zhou came in, patting the folds of her skirt.
"Look, Rou'er is gentle!" Wen Shouzheng proudly presented the dough like offering a treasure.
"Rou'er, this is..." Zhou didn't believe it.
"Mother, it's because dad taught me well, and he explained every step carefully!" Rourou said and looked at Wen Shouzheng with a smile.
"His mother, Rou'er is really a good material for learning to cook! Think of my Wen Shouzheng's craftsmanship, and there will be successors! Hahahaha!"
"Father, teach me how to cook today!" Taking advantage of Wen Shouzheng's joy, Rourou raised the extravagant wish in her heart for many days.
"Okay, okay, I'll teach you how to cook after I'm done with the kitchen today! Hahahaha!" Wen Shouzheng laughed heartily, such a talented and intelligent apprentice is simply a treasure bestowed by heaven!
Not long after, under Wen Shouzheng's guidance, Rourou made a basket of big white steamed buns and a pot of fragrant millet porridge.
Mrs. Zhou was holding the bowl and the steaming steamed buns. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that these were made by her 12-year-old daughter!
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