The young man called Xiaoyuer closed the door: "Mom is lying in the house. Uncle Shang, please use the things here. My sister has told me everything."

"here it is……?"

Shang Zhenqing took Ke Baijia to the stove and said, "I met the residents of this yard when I was mediating conflicts before. Sometimes the food in the canteen is not suitable, so I will bring some things here to cook it."

Otherwise, there would be no stove in the single dormitory to cook for him.

"That's it." Ke Baijia entered the stove and saw a fat intestine soaked in a basin. He asked clearly that all of them had to be done, and he started to deal with them without saying a word.

The fat intestines of more than two pounds are quite large and dirty, with a odor that is even more exaggerated than raw meat. Ke Baijia put salt and flour in and rubbed and washed several times. The smell was a little smaller. At least the little fish who wanted to retching before ran in and came in to see it again.

Ke Baijia skillfully blanched water and then blanched water. After the chopsticks can be cleaved thoroughly, pour oil, dried chili, pepper and other spices and ginger slices into the pot. Put it in the white wine, soy sauce, salt, and stir-fry it. Put some water in the pot, and then pick out the spices in the dish to avoid affecting the taste when eating.

Then, the water in the pot was scooped away. This time, I rubbed it with oil in the pot and the garlic yellow was added. The garlic yellow was originally placed in the stove. Shang Zhenqing said it could be used, so Ke Baijia also used it.

After it snowed, I rarely saw vegetables, and I could hardly buy fresh green peppers and onions. She used this garlic yellow instead. She slurped the garlic yellow section in the pot for a few times, then put the fat intestines into a stir-fry and stir-fry them together. As they fry, they pressed them to let the oil in the fat intestines come out. Finally, she poured some white wine again and put them in the pot.

When cooking, there were a few spices that were brought by Kebaijia. When added, it instantly increased the flavor. The little fish standing in the stove was shocked by the smell, and her throat moved. After sensing this embarrassing action, she ran away shyly.

Shang Zhenqing quickly put it on while it was hot, packing two large lunch boxes of fat intestines, and there was still some base left. He took the small bowl in the stove and put it aside.

Ke Baijia was washing his hands and then packed up the unused spices he brought.

Once you turn around, you will get five dollars.

It's five yuan per dollar.

"The hard money you promised to give you."

Ke Baijia didn't accept it all, but asked another thing; "Well, Brother Zhenqing, I want to discuss something with you, can I ask you for help."

"you say."

"It's this yard. If I can, I think I can come to this yard to borrow a stove when I need it in the future?"

Ke Baijia saw Shang Zhenqing looking at him strangely, thinking for a while and explained: "That's right, we use the kitchen in the restaurant once or twice, but it's not good to use it for private purposes. I live in the yard of my aunt's house now. If I want to practice cooking, I can't let them all watch me eat, but...oh, I don't want to!"

Speaking of this, Ke Baijia stamped his feet.

In fact, it is very simple. She doesn't want to pay for the ingredients herself and give them to people she doesn't like. But in front of Shang Zhenqing, she always feels like she is a bad child if she says that.

Subconsciously, she wanted to maintain her "image".

Ke Baijia's entangled look made Shang Zhenqing want to laugh after seeing it.
Chapter completed!