Chapter 41 Hot and Sour Soup

Hu spicy soup, Gu Miao had tasted it in the birthplace before, and it tasted really good. Drinking a bowl of Hu spicy soup in winter will warm your heart and stomach.

Later, the zombie virus suddenly broke out, human beings entered the end of the world, and the climate was unpredictable. It used to be winter for half of the year, so she missed the spicy Hu spicy soup, so she researched and fiddled with it, and finally made it.

It is also winter at this time, and the clothes are thin. It is really a beautiful thing in the world to drink a bowl of fragrant, numbing and spicy Hu spicy soup at this time.

However, there is no chili here, so Gu Miao can only make a castrated version of Hu spicy soup. She rummaged in the kitchen and only found a little dried fungus and kelp.

Here, kelp is also used as medicinal materials, and ordinary people seldom eat it if they are not sick or in disaster.

As the saying goes, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, so Gu Miao really didn't know what to eat with only broth noodles and kelp pepper.

If you don't have a bottom, you can't do too much. If it doesn't taste good, maybe Meng Xizhou can pinch her chin and pour it into her mouth.

Gu Miao was busy in the kitchen, and Yun Mo was also busy. Someone in the nearby village had a sudden illness, so he went to see the doctor.

In the evening, Meng Xizhou came back first, carrying a large bundle of dry firewood on his back.

"Sister!" Gu Miao greeted him happily, with a smile on his face, "Are you hungry? Come and taste the hot and sour soup I made!"

Yes, there were too few things, and she was not confident, so she simply added vinegar to make hot and sour soup, and it also fit her previous "jealousy" remarks.

Meng Xizhou hummed, put down the dry firewood and went into the kitchen. The first thing that hit his face was a sour smell. Just smelling it in the nose made people salivate and their appetite was whetted.

The young man was surprised, this little fool is so skilled?

When he actually drank the hot and sour soup, he was even more surprised. There was numbness in the sourness and a hint of spiciness. The taste was amazing.

He had eaten this pepper when he used it as a medicinal material, and it was numb, neither delicious nor unpleasant, but he did not expect that the soup tasted so good!

"How is it? Is it good?" Gu Miao's face was clearly disturbed.

Meng Xizhou turned to look at her, looked her up and down with his right eye, and said, "Have you done it at home before?"

"No." Gu Miao honestly shook her head, "But I have imagined it in my mind."

"My favorite thing to do in the past was to imagine that there were all kinds of food in front of me, and I made them into dish after dish, and then I couldn't walk with food."

Meng Xizhou "..."

Looking at Gu Miao's clear eyes, he couldn't help raising his hand and tapped her forehead, "In the future, you can turn those fantasies into reality, and God will treat you kindly, after being kicked by donkey's hoof, There is a gap in the head full of paste, and there is a way for you to survive."

This little fool has such a high culinary talent, it is definitely God's favor.

Gu Miao, "...my head has never been kicked by a donkey's hoof."

"Then why didn't your family rebel against your grandma?" Meng Xizhou asked.

Gu Miao "..."

She is also very puzzled by this!
Seeing that Gu Miao couldn't answer, the corner of Meng Xizhou's mouth curled up a little, and he changed the subject, "Where's Uncle Yun?"

"I went to Zhaojia Village for a doctor's visit."

"Wait until he comes back to eat."

"Then I'll make some more tofu, I want to eat tofu." She wants to put bean curd in hot and sour soup!

Meng Xizhou had no objection to this, and let her stay in the kitchen to tinker, while he went to chop firewood in the yard. To collect firewood today, he picked up a few big logs, which had to be split with an axe.

(End of this chapter)

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