Qin Feng was woken up by Jingjing, his head was buzzing.
"What are you doing?" Qin Feng stared at Jingjing with cold eyes.
"What did you dream about just now? You were smiling so obscenely." Jingjing snorted coldly.
"Did I dream? I have no memory."
"I heard it all, what Naiko said, disgusting and obscene!"
Qin Feng yawned and said, "It's strange. Have you bought anything?"
"I bought it, but what to do with that little stupid chicken?" Jingjing asked.
"Nonsense, of course it's killing."
"Ah? Do you want to kill a chicken? Do you know how to do it?"
"What's so difficult about this? Just take a knife and pull the chicken's neck, throw it out, let it flop a few times, and then boil the leg hair in water to remove the internal organs."
During the Chinese New Year, Qin Feng used to do all the work of killing chickens. Killing a chicken was so easy.
Jingjing looked ugly and said, "Eh, so cruel."
Qin Feng glared at her and said, "If you think it's cruel, don't take a bite."
"Huh, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat."
Qin Feng came to the kitchen, took a look at the ingredients, nodded and said, "It's very complete, not bad, hard work."
Sansan was sweating from the heat and said, "When will dinner be served? Can you lie down now?"
Qin Feng smiled and replied: "No, you have to do it for me."
"Oh, okay, I just happen to be studying too."
Qin Feng took the vegetables and ingredients into the kitchen, while the little stupid chicken was temporarily tied up in the back garden.
Next, everyone was busy. Sansan and Jianjia were responsible for washing the vegetables, Jingjing was responsible for washing the dishes, and Qin Feng was responsible for the most important thing, cleaning the intestines.
In fact, the fresh sausages bought from the market have been cleaned.
But Qin Feng still had to do the actual cleaning himself.
The steps to clean the fat intestines are a bit cumbersome, but for foodies, it’s not a hassle at all.
"Mr. Cao, do you have liquor at home?" Qin Feng asked.
"There's some liquor, I'll get it for you."
"OK."
Liquor can remove fishy smell and is essential for cleaning fat intestines.
After a while, Jian Jia took out a bottle of Wuliangye from the wine cabinet.
"Is this okay?" Jianjia asked.
Qin Feng glanced at the bottle and said awkwardly: "It's okay, but it's too wasteful. This fat intestine only costs fifty yuan in total, and this bottle of wine must be more than five thousand."
"then what should we do?"
"Cao Jingjing, go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of Red Star Erguotou. Go quickly." Qin Feng ordered.
Jingjing looked unconvinced and said, "Who are you? Why do you order me?"
"It's okay if you don't go, I won't have anything to eat for a while."
"Okay, okay, go, go, go, I'm really speechless for you."
Jingjing angrily went to the supermarket to buy wine, which was like the feeling of being manipulated by her parents to go to the village to make soy sauce when she was a child.
After Jingjing Erguotou was bought back, Qin Feng began to clean the fat intestines.
First put the fat intestines into a clean basin, then add a lot of salt, pour half a bottle of white wine, add vinegar, then add flour and knead it with your hands.
Jingjing looked at the fat intestines in the basin with disgust and said, "Hey, it looks disgusting."
Qin Feng turned his head and said in a cold voice: "Classmate Cao Jingjing, let me tell you something, please taste it."
"explain."
"Some things that look dirty to you are actually very clean, and some things that look clean to you are actually very dirty." Qin Feng said meaningfully.
Jingjing frowned and asked, "Are you making insinuations?"
"You figure it out for yourself. How many of the snacks you usually like are really clean? Maybe the boss just finished using the toilet and started without washing his hands..."
"Ah! Stop! Stop talking." Jingjing made a stop gesture.
Qin Feng rubbed the fat intestines continuously, then put them into clean water to wash away the mucus and dirt on the surface, and then repeated it three times.
After three times, the surface of the fat intestine is already very clean.
But it’s not over yet. Cleaning the surface is not enough. The inside of the intestines also needs to be cleaned. ..
Qin Feng turned the fat intestines over with skillful techniques, and then washed them three times until the water was clear and white.
In the last step, put the washed sausage into a pot and cook, add onions, ginger, mature vinegar, and white wine. Bring to a boil over high heat. Use a spoon to skim off the foam on the surface, then simmer over low heat for half an hour.
While it was cooking over low heat, Qin Feng was going to make other dishes first.
Jingjing watched Qin Feng wash the fat intestines throughout the process. Although the fat intestines themselves were disgusting, Qin Feng washed them with great seriousness, which made Jingjing have the slightest interest in the fat intestines.
Jingjing came to Qin Feng with her hands behind her back and said in a pretentious tone: "If you beg me, I can taste the fat sausage you made."
Qin Feng chuckled: "Let me beg you? If you want to eat shit, just dream."
"you……"
Jingjing is going to be furious, this guy never knows how to show mercy to others.
In the next half hour, Qin Feng began to show off his cooking skills.
The first is superb knife skills. For a good cook, knife skills are the most basic.
Although Qin Feng is not a top chef, his knife skills are still good, which at least makes Jian Jia and San San admire.
For the first dish, Qin Feng made a famous childhood dish: fried eggs with ground crust.
This dish is more common in the countryside, but rarely eaten by people in the city, but this dish is absolutely delicious.
In Qin Feng’s mind, scrambled eggs with ground flour even surpass scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Soon, the stir-fried eggs with crust came out of the pan. In order to go with the rice, Qin Feng specially put two green chili peppers.
After this dish came out of the pot, the aroma filled the house.
Jingjing was so hungry that she even started to chirp.
Although this dish looks dark and unappetizing, it smells really delicious.
Qin Feng brought the fried eggs with crust to the table and said, "I've just eaten the Western food. You don't need to wait for me, you can start directly."
"This is not good," Sansan said.
It can be heard from Sansan's tone that her thoughts are obviously not firm enough.
Jingjing didn't care about that, she sat down directly and said, "I don't care, I'm going to starve to death, so do it first as a courtesy."
Jian Jia also smiled and said, "Sansan, let's eat together and try Qin Feng's cooking."
Qin Feng continued cooking in the kitchen, only to hear bursts of exclamations coming from the living room.
"Oh my god, this is so delicious. How can I describe the taste? It's so delicious."
"Qin Feng's craftsmanship is truly unparalleled."
"I love you, I don't care. I haven't lost weight recently."
Therefore, it is not difficult to conquer a girl. You only need to be able to cook a special dish, such as this fried egg with ground crust.
The second dish, stir-fried pork belly and white radish.
Jingjing doesn’t want to eat white radish, and she never eats pork belly.
However, when the two are combined, Jingjing grabs it faster than anyone else, just like a little pig.
In less than half an hour, they had finished all the dishes.
Qin Feng was very surprised and said, "You have a big appetite. I have never seen you so good at cooking."
Jingjing smiled and said, "Isn't this giving you face? If there are any other dishes that are on the bottom of the box, bring them up quickly while I can still eat them."
"Wait."
After a while, Qin Feng served his favorite stewed tofu with fat intestines.
This dish smells really weird.
For a moment, the three girls stopped using their chopsticks, and then looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.
To eat or not to eat?
