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He washed his hands and pig trotters.

He took out two of them and cooked them separately. This was a greeting gift for the two big dogs. They did not need to eat dog food when they came to his house.

Master level dog rice was not difficult to make.

Jiang Tu looked at the white and tender pork trotters in the basin and controlled his saliva.

Although pork trotters were expensive, they were delicious.

The first step was to raise the bone cleaver and cleanly cut the pig trotter into small pieces.

He poured cold water into the pot, added some onions, ginger, and garlic, and took a hot bath.

He took it out and washed it a second time. After all, he had to pay attention to the cleanliness of the food that entered his mouth.

Any braised meat would be fried with sugar.

...

Finally, the pork trotters and soybeans were mixed with spices in the pot. They needed to be stewed for at most one and a half hours. This was also the reason why he had to start cooking as soon as he came back.

Of course, if there was a pressure cooker, it would not take so long.

However, Jiang Tu's pressure cooker could only put four pig trotters at most, while he had a total of 20 pig trotters, not including the two that were quietly boiling in the pig feed pot.

The pig trotters for dogs did not need to be stewed for so long. Once they were cooked, they would be a little softer.

You must firmly believe in the power of their fangs.

The troublesome thing was that he had to first remove a few smaller bones to prevent them from accidentally swallowing the card owner.

The bigger ones were fine.

At first, the two dogs were still exploring the new world in the courtyard. When they smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, they could not help but feel uneasy.

She turned around and rushed towards the kitchen.

After being rejected by Jiang Tu, she sat at the kitchen door and refused to leave even though she was drooling.

Black Rice had short hair and a thin face. He was a little embarrassed, but none of his four legs were obedient.

The baby in her stomach was hungry, not greedy. Slurp.

After an hour and a half of torture, the soup in the pot was finally almost finished.

The pig trotters were in a soft and sticky state, and all that entered his eyes was the presence of protein.

In the pot, even the bones, which were the hardest to color, were dyed extremely alluring by the bright red and oily soup.

If he was not careful, his bones would fall off, and he did not have to worry about his teeth being bad.

The soybeans were filled with the soup and had more than doubled in size. They were soft.

Jiang Tu felt like he could sit there and eat all day just by picking up beans.

Today's side dish was a simple mushroom and cole. There was no recipe, just stir-fried garlic to refresh it.

With the slightly heavy pork trotters, it was just right.

The soup was green spinach soup with some shrimp skin. It was fresh and refreshing, and it was also rich in various vitamins and diet fiber.

This time, they didn't even need Jiang Tu to tell them to eat.

The students who had been busy near his house from the beginning came over to help and took his car to the service station in the village.

Today, Jiang Tu miraculously saw Village Chief Song Jun in the queue.

"It smells so good." Song Jun complained to Jiang Tu as he delivered his lunch box." You don't know how painful it was for me to stay in the village chief's office every day. I could only smell but not eat.”

He took a big breath of the fragrance and stood there to discuss with Jiang Tu after he finished eating.""How about it? Bring me a portion."

"I'll pay. You can take whatever you want.”

A bachelor who couldn't cook and was busy with work couldn't afford to be hurt.

He might not dare to say anything else, but his stock of instant noodles was second in the village. No one dared to say that they were first.

Even a small shop had to give up its position.

Jiang Tu nodded and agreed.

Cooking for one more person or one less person made no difference to him now. He said,"Wait for me to go back and calculate the price. They are different from you."”

Upon hearing this, Bai Wentao chuckled and walked past Song Jun with a tray.

They had relied on their own labor to exchange for the delicious food. They did not spend money, and the taste was fragrant.

Today's pork trotters were taken according to the number of people. Each person had four pieces. However, they were afraid of any accidents at that time, so they took a few more pieces in reserve. Song Jun, who suddenly appeared, benefited.

Otherwise, this group of students alone wouldn't be enough.

There was still some soy beans and soup left, but Jiang Tu wasn't worried at all.

These students would always eat them up, leaving nothing behind.

"I'm done eating. You came to my house in the afternoon. Help me get it. If you don't have it, inform me in the group.”

he said as he patted the lunchbox.

After a few days of experience, Jiang Tu would not just sit there and wait after the first round.

As long as he left the lunch box behind, the remaining students would take care of themselves.

Xiong Ming checked in daily.

After the red and shiny pork trotters that were filled with pork trotters and fresh vegetables successfully appeared on his WeChat Moments...

A voice call came in.

"Xiong Ming, do you think you didn't work properly for your mentor and went out to be absent minded?”

"Where do you get so much delicious food every day? He even dared to post it on his Moments! Aren't you afraid of death?"

More importantly, it was not the same!

Xiong Ming listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, which was filled with grief, anger, and envy. Why did it sound so pleasant?

He hung up the voice call and turned on the video call.

"You little bear cub, you dare to kill your grandfather?"

"F * ck!"

In the camera, what was even more shocking than Xiong Ming's face was the rice bowl that was even bigger than Xiong Ming's face.

"Let me show you if I'm in the cafeteria.”

"The seniors are all here, and so is the teacher. This is our current food."

He even said it on purpose.

"Ah, it's too delicious. The pig skin is soft and sticky, and the tendons are also a little tough. It's just the right balance.”

"This marinade is a little sweet, but it doesn't affect the pork trotters at all. It even makes them fresher.”

"Let me tell you, even the bones have soup. He had to suck it clean, or it would be wasted.”

Gulp.

Xiong Ming could clearly hear a loud gulping sound.

"Shut the f * ck up." The person on the other end of the phone gulped and wailed," Do you know how much the pork trotter rice near our school costs? 38 yuan per serving, and only two pieces!"

He had heard that the chef who was in charge of Xiong Ming's canteen had met with an accident and was still in the hospital. The finance department and the legal department had all been mobilized.

He came over to laugh at them and ask around.

In the end, he didn't make a fool of himself and was even humiliated by the food show.

In the camera, the fat toot quivering, juicy pork trotter that fell from Xiong Ming's chopsticks was so big that it must have smelled so good!

Xiong Ming didn't panic. The corners of his mouth grew wider and wider, as if he wished that all 32 of his teeth were exposed.

When the teachers asked who was willing to come with them to farm, none of them signed up. They could only make up for it with the lower grades.

If he couldn't make up for it back then, he wouldn't be living such a good life now.

It was not without reason that the bitter taste was followed by the sweet taste.

"Ah, it smells so good. Why was the soup so fresh?”

Pa.

The sound of the video call ending echoed in his ears, but who cared?

He was going to take the bowl and add another spoonful of soybeans to the rice.

He had just seen Professor Li go to refill his bowl.

Xing Tianyu also went. As he walked, he asked,""Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up when you go back?"

So naughty.

Xiong Ming hummed a song that was out of tune. It was a happy song.

"What's there to be afraid of? We might not even be able to go back during the summer vacation.”

With Brother Jiang around and the quality of his three meals a day, nothing else mattered.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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