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Chapter 82 Her Salt and Pepper Ribs 1
After Sha Maomao finished speaking, she dragged Yan Haozhe to the supermarket. The supermarket is located on the first floor of the shopping mall. She said that she would also make a salt and pepper pork ribs. What is the level of cooking skills.

There was a cold air in the freezer, the cut fresh ribs were wrapped in plastic wrap, and the price tag was pasted. Hu Youyou chose the least portion, and hurriedly selected various seasonings and seasonings, such as starch, black pepper, sugar, etc. wait.

Seeing her swearing appearance and her ability to select the required ingredients very accurately, Yan Haozhe asked curiously: "Did Maomao specially learn this 'salt and pepper pork ribs'? I remember it so clearly?"

He remembered that when he was a child, she always took a small notebook to write down the recipes, and she wrote down every step of his father's steps in it. She also wrote down the precautions and the order, similar to "whether to put cooking wine or salt first" kind of details.

Hu Youyou shook her little head, saying that she hadn't learned it, but she had eaten it, so it shouldn't be difficult to make it.

When he mentioned the little book, Sha Mao'er tilted her head, thought for a while before remembering what happened, and said with a smile, she probably threw it in some corner, she hadn't used the book for a long time. The recipe is up.

Looking like an old master, the silly girl coughed twice and talked loudly, like cooking, don’t write it down in your notebook, but keep it in your head, try it yourself a few times, cooking is ever-changing, and it’s different from studying , not by rote.

"For example, for a dish, how to put the seasonings used, the order and the amount are very important, and I have to find a way to change some of the dishes I have learned. In short, I have to use my brain to think about it. I can't tell." Maomao said while picking onion and ginger.

When he was in elementary school, when he went to the studio to learn to paint on weekends, she was always thinking about these things, so she tried to cook by herself. At first, Maomao's mother was worried about her and waited by the side. She looked good, so she let her do it.

Yan Haozhe had never had a meal at Hu's house, and naturally he didn't know what the little girl was doing at her own house. I only knew that she was very passionate about cooking, and sometimes she could tell the efficacy of many ingredients. , presumably it is not just lip service.

Although she thought so in her heart, when she really wanted to cook, she couldn't help worrying, fearing that her muddled nature would make mistakes, turn the fire too high, deep-fry too hard, and cut vegetables and cut her hands. In short, she worried for no reason. .

As a result, he was several times more nervous than her when cooking a dish, staring closely at the side, not daring to leave a single step.

Hu Youyou didn't know what he was thinking, and thought Brother Haohao wanted to see her heroic cooking, so he washed the dishes and all kinds of kitchen utensils, and put the ribs in the water. Bloody ribs.

While studying and doing homework, Hu Youyou was slow in cooking, shredded onion and ginger, and diced red and yellow peppers.

Yan Haozhe didn't expect her to be so proficient in the function of the knife. The speed seems to be very fast, but the adjustment seems to be unhurried. Every step is done extremely smoothly, giving people a kind of calmness under control.

I was a little lost. When he observed her chopping vegetables from the side, the little girl's focused eyes and serious expression seemed to be able to suck people in. How should I describe it?It's charming, but just describing it like this seems flimsy.

All in all, Yan Haozhe was fascinated by the cat at the moment, his gaze was glued, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

(End of this chapter)