Zhou Yuan and Silly Pillar were the chefs in charge of the rolling mill. They took turns to work. Zhou Yuan took turns on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, while Silly Pillar took turns on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. When the head of the mill treated them to a meal or when they were busy, that was another matter.
Today was Zhou Yuan's day off.
After finishing his cultivation, Zhou Yuan went to the market and bought five catties of pork leg meat, ten eggs, two catties of tofu, and some ginger, onions, and garlic seasonings.
Zhou Yuan was carrying pork trotters, eggs, and other ingredients as he passed by the courtyard. Jia Zhangshi, who was embroidering insoles in the house, noticed him.
The old woman swallowed her saliva. She hadn't eaten meat for a few days, and her eyes lit up when she saw pork.
"This little bastard said yesterday that he didn't have the money to donate, and today he bought so much meat. His conscience has been eaten by dogs! Could one person finish so much meat? He didn't even know how many pounds of meat he had sent over. Uneducated black-hearted brat!”
In the house, Little Dang and Huai Hua were playing a game. Jia Zhangshi's eyes were about to pop out as she cursed, as if Zhou Yuan owed her and it was a sin not to give her pork.
Under the influence and guidance of Jia Zhangshi, the three little ones also developed into ungrateful wolves.
"When Qin Huairu comes back from work, ask her to ask for a few catties of pork to nourish my good grandson's body!”
Jia Zhang-shi thought to herself.
Actually, her mouth was light and she wanted to eat meat.
Every time she wanted to eat meat, Jia Zhangshi would use the excuse of wanting to eat meat and ask Qin Huairu to get meat to eat.
"You're a family of vampires and ingrates. You'd better not provoke me. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer!”Zhou Yuan snorted coldly in his heart.
As the saying goes, it's short to eat people's mouths and short to take people's hands.
However, the Jia Zhangshi family had always been supported by the people from the quad and had always been drinking Silly Zhu's blood. Every time Silly Zhu brought back the lunch boxes from the canteen, her younger sister would never be able to eat them. She was so hungry that she was skin and bones, and all the lunch boxes were given to Qin Huairu's family.
Silly Zhu's monthly salary of 37.5 yuan was not low, but most of it was given to Qin Huiru's family. He might look like he was doing well on the surface, but his days were not good either.
However, Qin Huairu had been hanging on to him, and he enjoyed it. His spiritual world was greatly satisfied.
Zhou Yuan brought the pork back home and prepared to improve his meals.
On the path of cultivation, wealth was the most important.
If you wanted to cultivate, you had to have money. During cultivation, you had to do physical work and buy all kinds of nourishing things to nourish your body. If you didn't have money, the path of cultivation would be filled with difficulties.
Although Zhou Yuan had the Nine-Orifice Golden Core to provide him with energy, he had yet to reach the stage where he could not eat. He was now a mortal, and improving his life was essential.
In many myths and legends, fairies from the heavens were attracted by the food in the mortal world. They ran down from the sky to travel the mortal world, ate and drank, and finally married mortals.
Zhou Yuan had god-level culinary skills, and the dishes he made were even more brilliant than the imperial chefs.
Due to the lack of ingredients and the fact that he could not expose his abilities, Zhou Yuan could casually make a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!
Today, he planned to make braised pork leg, egg soup, and stir-fried a few dishes.
Zhou Yuan washed his hands and placed the pork trotters on the chopping board.
Cooking was very particular. The knife skills, heat, ingredients, and a series of other operations all affected the taste of the cuisine.
The first step was to process the pork leg.
He slapped the pork leg meat on the chopping board and separated the bones from the meat. The fat and lean pork leg meat had already become the best material to make braised pork leg!
"Chop chop!"
The sound of chopping vegetables and hitting the chopping board rang out. Zhou Yuan began to cook.
After cutting the meat, he first put it into water to boil it once to remove the fishy smell. Then, he added white sugar, light soy sauce, star anise, gourmet powder, salt, and other seasonings.
Controlling the heat was also very important, so he stewed it over a small fire first.
In this era, there was a lack of material resources. It was already good enough for many families to be able to eat their fill. However, Zhou Yuan had already begun to pursue the quality of life!
With his god-level culinary skills, Zhou Yuan's every step was perfect and his grasp of the details was on point.
Cooking was like carving a piece of art. Slow work would produce fine work. A haste would not eat hot tofu.
If Silly Zhu saw Zhou Yuan's culinary skills, he would definitely be shocked and kneel on the ground to call him daddy.
Cooking required a lot of effort.
Zhou Yuan's godly culinary skills allowed him to multitask. After an hour, plates of dishes were served on the table. The fragrance of the dishes filled the air, whetting one's appetite!
Braised pork leg, egg soup, stir-fried pork liver, shredded cabbage, ribs and mushrooms.
Zhou Yuan made five dishes for this meal.
After pouring himself a glass of wine, Zhou Yuan picked up a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth. The fragrance filled the room and made people drool.
Fat but not greasy, melting in the mouth
The words used to describe delicacies in the world could hardly describe the dishes that Zhou Yuan made.
While Zhou Yuan was feasting at home, Qin Huiru's family was feeling miserable.
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As usual, after work, Qin Huiru waited at the entrance of the courtyard. She took Shazhu's lunch box and went to replenish her family's nutrition.
Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi, Bang Geng, Xiao Dang, and Huai Hua sat together. After opening the lunch box, they prepared to eat.
During lunch, Qin Huiru was taken advantage of by Xu Damao in exchange for two steamed buns.
One stick, one Jia Zhangshi.
As for Xiao Dang and Huai Hua, in Jia Zhang-shi's words, the two of them were money losing goods. It was already not bad that they did not starve to death!
"Silly Zhu's conscience is so bad. Why isn't there even a piece of meat in today's dish?”
Jia Zhangshi took a bite of the steamed bun and opened the lunchbox that Qin Huairu had taken from Silly Zhu. When she realized that it was just meat soup with cabbage, her expression changed immediately.
Although there was no meat in the soup, it had the taste of meat. Ordinary people couldn't afford it.
But Jia Zhang-shi was spoiled by Silly Zhu, she ate like a fat pig, her mouth was very picky.
She was especially concerned about the few pounds of meat that Zhou Yuan had bought. The smell of meat wafted through the air, and Jia Zhang-shi lost her appetite even more!
"Grandma, I want to eat meat!"
Smelling the fragrant smell of meat wafting from Zhou Yuan's room, the stick was absent-mindedly chewing on the steamed bun in his hand.
Little Dang and Huai Hua were eating their cornbread while staring at the white steamed buns in Jia Zhang-shi's and the stick's hands, but they couldn't eat them.
"Mom, brother doesn't want steamed buns. We want to eat them.”
Huai Hua and Xiao Dang stared at the white steamed bun in the stick's hand. The stick didn't eat it, but they ate coarse grains all day. When they saw the white steamed bun, their saliva almost flowed out.
Before Qin Huairu could say anything, Jia Zhangshi spoke.
"Shut up!"
"What are you eating, you two good-for-nothings! If you keep shouting, I won't give you food!"
Jia Zhangshi glared fiercely at Xiao Dang and Huai Hua, scaring them so much that they didn't dare to speak and lowered their heads to drink the flour paste.
"Qin Huairu, I saw Zhou Yuan buying a few catties of pork leg meat today.”
"This little bastard has a bad conscience. Yesterday, he lied and said that he had no money to donate. In the blink of an eye, he went to buy meat.”
"There's so much meat. He won't be able to finish it all by himself anyway. Go over and take a look. Bring a few pounds to my good grandson to nourish his body. He's eating now, so bring the meat over. It's a waste for him to eat it.”
Jia Zhang-shi was still thinking about Zhou Yuan's meat.
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