My Idol Loves Me

Killing chickens is a brave job.

It was Uncle Wan who operated the knife himself and wiped it directly on his neck. All the blood he put in flowed into the bowl.

"Uncle Wan, what's the use of this chicken blood?" Han Xichen fingers against his nose, pointing to the bowl of chicken blood.

"Auntie Meizhen can make blood cream and stir it into cold dishes. That's unique. I was fascinated by her cooking skills in those years." Uncle Wan talked about the past that he knew with aunt Meizhen. He could not close his mouth. All of them were happy smiles.

Aunt Meizhen was holding a vegetable shovel and said like a girl, "what's the old man talking about? Come here to help me."

LAN en star washed the wild vegetables, put them in the basin and gave them to Aunt Meizhen. When she found that the firewood was gone, she said, "where is the firewood?"

"The firewood is in the east corner, and the axe is by the door, but please don't do it if you look so good in it." Aunt Meizhen poured clear soybean oil into the pot. The bottom of the pot crackled with a burst of sound, and the wild vegetables in her hands were poured into the pot and stir fried.

Wild vegetables in the mountains, without any chemical fertilizer and pollution, taste very strong.

The smell of the kitchen wafted out. Deng Miaomiao poked his head and looked at the wild vegetables in the pot and said, "it's delicious. Aunt Meizhen, I want to have a bite now. Please."

"You are such a greedy cat." Aunt Meizhen picked up a wild vegetable and put it in a bowl and said, "try it for you. Be careful of scalding your mouth."

Deng Miaomiao picked up his chopsticks, blew two mouthfuls, put them into his mouth, raised his thumb and said, "mm-hmm, it's delicious."

"It's really delicious, but LAN en Xing can also cook. Aunt Meizhen is too hard. Let her cook next time." Han Xichen is considerate of aunt Meizhen, but in his heart, he still thinks that Lan en Xing's cooking is more suitable for his taste.

"Hi, brother Xichen, open your mouth. I'll feed you a bite." Deng Miaomiao used chopsticks, pick up wild vegetables, and send them to Han Xichen's mouth.

Han Xichen mouth is not long open, side said: "should chop firewood." Get out of the kitchen.

Deng Miaomiao held it for a long time. He was busy in vain and ate the wild vegetables with his mouth.

In the yard, uncle Wan looked at LAN en Xing, holding an axe, and said, "as soon as I saw the firewood, I remembered the incident of the rural detachment. I really miss it. It's really touching to come back here again."

Lan'en star went down with an axe, and the wood was cut in half. He was very busy.

"Tut Tut, you look like a fairy in dress and behave like a village man." Han Xichen tut has the sound to embrace the arm to see the blue star chop firewood, the mouth says the cool words.

Why don't you try the blue star

"Come on, I'm sure I'm better than you." Han Xichen took the axe, held it high, full of muscles, firm and resolute side face, handsome action, full score on the camera effect.

Han Xichen full of confidence, vigorously waved the axe, but split in the wood next to the brick ground, split in two.

"The young man's strength is good, the movement is also good-looking, has the demeanor." Uncle Wan is very tactful.

Han Xichen lost his axe and said, "failure is the mother of success. I'll do it again."

Much more mature!

LAN en star looks at Han Xichen's serious axe waving, but also wants to Wan Shu's learning appearance, eyes gradually gentle.

The cameraman wanted to grasp the ambiguous feeling of this moment. Just as he was about to shoot lan'en star, the camera was blocked by Deng Miaomiao.

"Brother Xichen, I'll cheer you on Deng Miaomiao sees the opportunity and deliberately blocks the camera. She calls Han Xichen's name.

"Don't come here, the axe is very dangerous, it's easy to get hurt," said Han Xichen

Anyone is a refusal.

Deng Miaomiao couldn't see it. He was innocent. He reached for Han Xichen's hand and said, "let's chop firewood together."

What the director wants is the pop point in the variety show!

The photographer quickly recorded the picture of Deng Miaomiao and Han Xichen holding the axe. The camera can be edited later, but the missed picture can be missed.

The lens of lan'en star's alignment all turn to Deng Miaomiao.

"Come on, then." Han Xichen completely does not understand the amorous feelings, and releases the hand holding the axe.

The axe was not light. Deng Miaomiao's arm was thin into willow. She couldn't take it. She fell to the ground and almost hit her foot.

"Brother Xichen, Wuwu, I can't hold it. It's terrible."

Deng Miaomiao flat mouth, head up with Han Xichen coquettish selling Meng, but found that Han Xichen looking at LAN en Xing did not look at her.

Make persistent efforts and never be discouraged.

Deng Miaomiao was wrong in carrying out a famous saying.

Finally, Han Xichen chopped the firewood, and LAN en Xing took the firewood to the kitchen.

LAN en star walked into the kitchen, the smell of earth eggs came, smelling the smell of food, swallowing his saliva and saying, "Auntie Meizhen, your fried dishes are also too fragrant."

"Ha ha, where is the flavor of my fried dishes? The free range chickens eat corn and insects. The eggs laid don't look small. The taste is really one top one." Aunt Meizhen scrambled the eggs, poured the washed and cut wild vegetables into it, sprinkled with salt, ready to come out of the pot.LAN en Xing found the plate, went to the water pressure well on the mountain outside, pressed it with the iron handle, washed it clean, and went back to the kitchen just in time for the wild vegetables and eggs to come out of the pot.

Fried wild vegetables with eggs are put into the ordinary white porcelain plate. The fresh goose yellow is matched with the green dark green. It is steaming, full of color, fragrance and flavor, which is very exciting.

"This dish is very good. I'll take it out to show you." Deng Miaomiao came in with the fragrance in his hand and was about to go out.

"Don't worry, there's one last step."

Aunt Meizhen took a clean and thin chive, picked up the kitchen knife, cut the green green green green leaves into scallions, and sprinkled them on the fried wild vegetables with eggs. It was a soul infused.

In the green mountains and rivers, it is a simple home cooked dish. If you put it in a big hotel in the center of the city, it will cost at least 100 yuan. It may not be able to eat the authentic flavor.

In addition, the chicken was killed and scalded with boiling water. The work of plucking chicken feathers while it was hot fell on Han Xichen and LAN en Xing.

"The taste of chicken feather is so strong. This chicken doesn't like to be clean. It doesn't take a bath." LAN en star covered his nose, but the movements on his hands were crisp and neat, without any affectation.

Han Xichen said: "you hold the chicken and don't move. I'll pluck the feather."

LAN en Xing took the chicken and looked at Han Xichen and said suspiciously, "can you do it? I'll take a good bath for it. It's not in vain to have a chicken."

"Don't blink." Han Xichen cocked up one side of the mouth, said the most handsome words, doing the most disliked things, eyebrows slightly frown, the action on the hand is very fast.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, a chicken is white and clean. Rinse it twice, chop it into small pieces, put it directly into the pot, add oil, onion, ginger and garlic to stir fry, soy sauce, salt, oil consumption, dry pepper, star anise and fragrant leaves, then pour water over the whole chicken, cover the heavy wooden pot cover, and stew.

The smell of chicken is much stronger than that of native eggs. It floats far away when you open the window.