I really don't want to be her world

Chapter 117 116. Use the simplest ingredients to make the most delicious breakfast

Because he really likes Tang Yimeng!
But liking someone sometimes requires paying a price, and this price is not something you can bear.

Go to sleep.

After uploading the screenshot on his mobile phone to Renren's photo album, Yuan Shu lay on the bed with his head in his arms. After a while, the young man fell asleep due to the sleepiness that hit him like a tide.

When he woke up the next day, Yuan Shu was ready to play games as usual. When he heard the sound of low battery coming from his phone after unlocking it, the young man immediately unplugged the cable from the charging head and connected it to the power bank. got up.

After finishing everything and stretching his waist, Yuan Shu walked slowly towards the bathroom. After washing, he saw his grandparents getting up. After saying hello, when the young man was about to make breakfast, Grandpa suddenly asked: "What did you eat in the morning?"

"I don't know. What do you want to do? I guess it's just egg fried rice?"

Yuan Shu shook his head. There seemed to be nothing left from yesterday's meal, only some rice.

"Are you tired of eating fried rice with eggs every day? Come on, let me teach you how to do it. You are a culinary student after all. You can't just do this."

With that said, grandpa slowly walked into the kitchen and took out two eggs from the refrigerator.

"If we really want to learn practical skills, we will have to start school next year. We must first learn how to use a spoon and a pot and how to use a knife."

Yuanshu explained.

"Then you can practice at home in advance. Watch carefully. I'll teach you a trick to make the most delicious breakfast with the simplest ingredients."

Grandpa took out a scallion segment from the plastic basket behind him and cut it diagonally, then cut some scallion leaves, and then used a wok to bring several bowls of water to a boil over high heat.

"Boiled eggs?"

Yuanshu asked as he watched his grandfather take out another handful of seaweed and dried shrimps from the closet.

"It's boiled, but not exactly. It's called Wodan Seafood Soup."

Looking at the faint white spots on the water, Grandpa pointed and said.

"This means we have no winter vegetables at home, otherwise it would be absolutely delicious if we put some winter vegetables aside."

After speaking, Grandpa gave a thumbs up.

“Wouldn’t it be better to cook wontons after putting away the winter vegetables?”

Yuan Shu couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, you don't understand. The reason why there are so many side dishes on wontons is just to make them stand out. It's the same reason as why there are so many side dishes in fried bean paste noodles."

Grandpa showed a somewhat profound smile and said earnestly.

Seeing that the water in the wok was boiling, grandpa first turned the fire to a low heat, and then knocked the two stupid eggs in without haste.

"Why did you turn on the low flame?"

Yuan Shu asked with some confusion.

"If there's a big fire, the eggs will be cooked. And do you still remember, when we went downstairs to eat Hangzhou-style steamed dumplings, their seaweed and egg soup was all egg drop, and the purple menu was on the side. , and then there’s a clear soup with chopped green onion leaves inside?”

Grandpa asked rhetorically.

"correct."

Yuan Shu replied without thinking.

"Actually, they can make it like that. They just boil it over high heat and slowly warm it up little by little. The egg droplets produced in this way are tender and beautiful, and the seaweed is shrunk into a ball, and the clear soup has a light flavor at the bottom. It’s green onion, grab a handful of salt and put some chopped green onion leaves in it, you know?”

Grandpa explained.

"So that's how it was done..."

Yuan Shu was slightly stunned. He had never thought about this problem. When he drank the seaweed and egg soup made outside, he was just a little curious. He didn't go into it deeply. He didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous seaweed and egg soup could be so delicious. Still made with such an unexpected method.

A few minutes later, after cooking the eggs over low heat, grandpa turned up the heat directly, then added seaweed, shrimp skins and chopped green onions, and finally added soy sauce and salt. After turning off the fire, he sprinkled in the chopped green onion leaves. Said: "It's done."

"It smells so good."

Yuan Shu said that he did not expect such a simple dish to have such a fragrant aroma.

"A little sesame oil will make it more perfect. Make steamed buns or sesame seed pancakes as a staple food. Breakfast is nutritious and innovative."

After saying that, grandpa left the kitchen, and Yuan Shu nodded, then poured out the soup, finally took out the steamed buns from the refrigerator, and walked directly into the house.

I have to say that this bowl of egg-cooked seafood soup really tastes great. Although the eggs are not fully cooked, it is this kind of medium-rare that makes them tender and delicious. If it is a fully cooked egg, the texture of the egg white will become worse. Even the yolks will become older.

On the contrary, half-cooked eggs are the most delicious. Of course, if it is a fried egg, well-cooked eggs are of course the most delicious, but there are obviously differences in cooking methods between fried and boiled eggs.

After eating a big mouthful of steamed buns and a sip of hot soup, he felt that the steamed buns quickly shrank and melted like residual snow hitting magma and became soft. Yuan Shu suddenly felt like he was indulging in a feast. The seaweed and shrimp skin turned the monotonous salty and fragrant clear soup into a delicious one. The taste is rich and delicious, and eggs, a relatively versatile ingredient, paired with soup, is like eating a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall. After eating the dry food, you want to drink soup, and after drinking the soup, you want to take a bite of dry food.

At about ten o'clock, Yuan Shu took his bag and went out. Walking in the corridor, the young man couldn't help but shudder. The winter a few years later was really incomparable with now. At that time, there was no need to wear thick long johns when going out. Now No, if you don’t wear three layers of warmth, I’m afraid you’ll be freezing.

When he came outside the community, Yuan Shu's teeth were chattering. He originally thought about taking the subway there, but now he thought about it, it was better to go out and take a taxi. It was really cold today and his hands were frozen.

After calling a taxi, Yuan Shu sat in the passenger seat, feeling the warm wind blowing in front of him, and the young man's body relaxed slightly.

After telling the driver where he wanted to go, Yuan Shu took out his cell phone and sent a message to the Thunder Crystal Group, "I'm going out."

"How old is the boy?"

The middle-aged man driving the car looked at Yuanshu through the iron frame and asked.

"Twenty...oh no, eighteen."

Just as he was about to say it smoothly, Yuan Shu realized something was wrong and quickly raised his head and changed his words.

"Eighteen years old? You can't tell. It looks like [-] or [-] years old."

The driver looked at the young man and said with a smile.

"You're not the first one to say that I'm young."

Yuan Shu chuckled lightly. Whenever he went out, when someone asked him questions about his age, these people would think that he looked younger. Yuan Shu was obviously in his 20s before he was reborn, but he would still be questioned by others. I think he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Hey, are you still a local?"

The driver suddenly said with a friendly smile on his face.

"Yes, how did you know?"

Yuan Shu nodded noncommittally and asked with a smile.

"You can hear the Mandarin spoken so fluently and clearly, and you speak so naturally that I can hear the accent of a foreigner at once. It's not the same."

The driver smiled.

"What grade are you in?"

the driver asked again.

"Freshman."

Yuanshu said.

"Freshman year? Oh, you have to be a freshman, okay. You young man looks very energetic, not bad."

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then he nodded repeatedly when he realized what he was doing. When he looked at Yuan Shu, he showed a favorable look and said very optimistically.

"It's alright."

Yuanshu seemed more modest.

(End of this chapter)