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Chapter 59 It smells like a restaurant!

"When holding a knife, your hand should naturally grasp the handle. Don't use force, otherwise your wrist will become stiff. Oh, right, right! That's it."

It was said that he was teaching Leyan how to cook. Huang Gao never took his eyes off Teacher He for a moment.

After two minutes of trying to scare the monkeys, He Dan finally realized that his movements were wrong and started learning at the pace of Teacher Huang.

It should be said or not, everyone's joys and sorrows are not the same, and their talents are not the same.

He Dan really has no talent in cooking, so he should just be a host.

Even though he had relaxed a lot, when he swung the kitchen knife, it still made the cutting board jingle.

For those who didn’t know, I thought Mushroom House was making dumplings today.

"Cut according to the grain, so it's easier to cut." Seeing He Dan swinging the knife again, Huang Gao quickly said, "It's cutting, not chopping!"

"Ok."

The silly boy Leyan didn't even know that he was just a tool, yet he still agreed.

"Press the meat with your left hand and cut it gently. Don't raise the knife too high."

"Teacher Huang, I have finished cutting."

"Ah? Oh oh oh, let me take a look." Huang Gao turned around and looked at Le Yan's chopping board, "Okay, you cut it well!"

Huang Gao's attention was focused on He Dan just now. This was the first time he saw the meat cut by Le Yan.

Quite like that!

"Teacher Huang, I've finished cutting it too."

After passing the two stages of making noodles and cutting meat, He Dan's mood was no longer so high.

Eating is still simple.

"The last step is to make the sauce."

The mushroom house has two stoves.

One is inside the house, and the other is the earthen stove that Leyan uses to boil water outside.

Huang Gao moved the chair to the door, looked at He Dan in the room and said:

"Leyan, it's too hot outside, I'm here to teach you."

"Okay!" Le Yan shouted.

"Heat the oil in the pot." Huang Gao saw that He Dan only poured a little bit, "Pour in more oil."

He Dan completely ignored Huang Gao's instructions and started preparing diced meat.

"Pour more, we have prepared a lot of meat, too little oil will make it burnt." Teacher Huang said, looking at He Dan's back.

Seeing that He Dan still refused to obey the command, Huang Gao knocked on the armrest of the seat:

"When it becomes blurred, it will easily become bitter. Once it becomes bitter, we can't eat it. The three of us can only drink the northwest wind."

He Dan heard this and finally poured in a few more drops of oil.

Huang Gao shook his head.

Fine

"Pour in the diced meat and start stir-frying."

The program crew prepared pork belly. Soon after it was put into the pot, the fat exploded due to heat, which scared He Dan to avoid it.

"You can put the sauce on."

After the sauce was put into the pot, it exploded even more violently. He Dan took a few steps back with the shovel.

"Don't stop, keep frying."

"Can't stop, the pot will get burnt if I stop!"

"Check the bottom quickly, hurry up, hurry up."

A slightly tired voice came from outside the door:

"Teacher Huang's arm is sore."

"Hey! Hey, okay, okay." Huang Gao held his forehead in pain.

tired.

Destroy it.

In order to have a decent meal, Huang Gaoli’s flag fell on the first day of recording.

While the fried sauce was collecting juice, he got up and rolled out the dough.

No more tricks.

Teacher He's piece of noodles has caught up with the rice cake, and he will never be able to handle it by himself.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Huang." He Dan felt guilty.

Huang Gao was cooking noodles next to him and said with a smile:

"It's okay. There are still so many issues to come, so there will definitely be a chance."

When the noodles came out of the pot, He Dan couldn't wait to pick out a few and put some fried sauce on them.

"How is it?" Huang Gao asked curiously.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance this season." He Dan spat out his noodles.

Huang Gao didn't believe it, so he took a bite with his chopsticks.

They all have opportunities to eat delicious food.     In Mushroom House, isn't it enough to lower the standard to the point of fullness?

Hey.

It really doesn’t work.

Huang Gao swallowed the noodles without even chewing.

"It's still bitter." He picked up the apron, "I'll make some noodle soup."

The sauce is white but the noodles are edible.

Just after cutting some green onions, Leyan asked timidly at the door:

"Teacher Huang, are you ready to take the blame?"

Hey!

Huang Gao completely forgot about Leyan!

"Get out of the pot and bring it in."

When Le Yan brought the fried sauce in, neither teacher had high hopes.

The presentation is so bad!

As soon as it comes out of the pan, the oil and sauce separate.

How much oil was put in?

Huang Gao took out half a bowl of noodles with an encouraging attitude.

"Put less sauce," Le Yan kindly reminded, "it might be a bit salty."

He now has some doubts about Teacher Huang's cooking skills.

During the process of making this pot of fried sauce, Teacher Huang instructed him to add salt three times

He didn't dare to say how it tasted. The saltiness must have exceeded the standard.

Huang Jie shuddered and threw a little fried sauce into it, mixed it up, picked up one and put it in his mouth.

He was ready to swallow directly, but he didn't expect such a taste in his mouth.

Ok?

He took another sip without stopping, savoring it carefully.

Yo ho!

It smells like a restaurant!

"Teacher He, let's wrap some garlic and eat it directly!"

They arrived at 12 noon, and it was now almost 4 pm. All three of them were starving.

One person had a big basin, and he started sucking on it.

There is nothing wrong with the sauce made by Leyan except that it is too oily.

It doesn't matter if it's salty, just use less.

While eating, He Dan said worriedly:

"Eat more, that's all for today!"

He didn't have the courage to cook again.

Three hours to cook and ten minutes to eat.

After a while, a few people patted their bellies and sat in front of the window to bask in the sun.

"Comfortable. So comfortable."

Huang Gao took a sip of tea, his face full of satisfaction.

"This is life." He Dan said, stroking the dog.

"Sometimes when I stay at home, I suddenly miss the life in a mushroom house."

"Me too, I think about this from time to time."

"It is indeed the life you long for."

"Where did Le Yan go again?" He Dan looked around and shouted, "Le Yan?"

"I'm here!" Leyan's voice came from outside the door.

A few seconds later, his figure appeared at the door:

"I'm washing the dishes, Teacher He, what's wrong?"

Leyan never sits down after eating.

As the saying goes, if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you will live to be ninety-nine.

The things left by our ancestors cannot be deceived.

Even if you don't walk a hundred steps, you can still live longer by washing the dishes.

"No need to brush! Leave it there!" Huang Gao patted the place next to him, "Come here and take a rest."

Leyan was not idle for a moment after coming in.

Leave the bowl there and the people from the program team will help clean it out.

So in the later seasons, no one was doing the dishes anymore.

"You come in and sit down, I'll do the cleaning later! Come and drink some water." He Dan poured a cup of tea for Le Yan.

"I'll finish brushing it now. I'll drink it after I finish brushing it." Le Yan turned around and left happily like a silly roe deer.

He Dan shook his head and said with a smile:

"this child"

"A very good boy." Huang Gao said, looking in the direction of the door.

The two of them drank a pot of tea, and Leyan just finished washing the dishes.

He drank the tea in front of him in one gulp.

Huang Gao looked at Le Yan fondly, turned to He Dan and said:

"That's basically it for today. We'll chat for a while and then go to bed early. What are we going to do tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)