Summary of the previous chapter: After purchasing the ingredients, Dongfang Qingxue volunteered to help Ma Xiaoquan...
Dongfang Qingxue nodded, picked up a green vegetable, and followed Ma Xiaoquan's example to successfully peel off the old leaves and roots.
"Oh, it's not bad. Come on, these vegetables are also peeled in this way..." Ma Xiaoquan praised.
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Dongfang Qingxue is indeed very smart. Although it is her first time to inspect the dishes, she can figure it out immediately if Ma Xiaoquan only needs one point, and she can do it even better than Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan originally thought that taking Dongfang Qingxue with him would slow down his cooking speed, but who would have thought that the seasonings were not ready yet. Dongfang Qingxue had already sorted the required ingredients.
"It's pretty fast, not bad."
Dongfang Qingxue wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeves and chuckled: "Well, actually picking vegetables seems simple, but there is also knowledge..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, praising him very much in his heart. This little Oriental girl has learned so much and is still so humble. She has a good tutor.
"Ma Xiaoquan, the dishes are ready...what are you going to make for the first dish?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, reached out and picked up a tomato, and asked Dongfang Qingxue: "Miss Dongfang, do you know what this thing is called?"
Dongfang Qingxue shook her head.
"Well, this thing doesn't belong to our dynasty at all. It can be regarded as a new thing that has just been introduced. It wouldn't be surprising if you don't know about it."
"Ma Xiaoquan, what's the name of this thing?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "This is called a tomato, uh, it can also be called a tomato..."
"Tomatoes?" Dongfang Qingxue blinked, "Oh, I think I've heard you say that before. I heard that this thing is poisonous..."
"Poisonous? Where is it poisonous?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and took a bite of the tomato, "Wow, it's sour and delicious, not bad."
Dongfang Qingxue watched Ma Xiaoquan eat tomatoes, and imitated Ma Xiaoquan's example, picked one up and took a small bite.
"Huh?" After swallowing it, Dongfang Qingxue's eyes suddenly widened.
"How's it going? Does it taste good?" Ma Xiaoquan had already finished half of the meal.
"It's really delicious," Dongfang Qingxue nodded.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, thinking that Dongfang Qingxue dared to eat it. When I bought it before, many people did not dare to eat it, even those who grew it did not dare to eat it.
"Ma Xiaoquan, what do you want to cook with this... oh, tomatoes?"
Ma Xiaoquan picked up two eggs casually and said: "In our era, under normal circumstances, when learning to cook, the first dish was tomatoes and eggs. Well, my first dish today is probably the same."
"Can these two be speculated together?" Dongfang Qingxue asked.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Of course, come, I will teach you how to beat eggs..."
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It has to be said that Dongfang Qingxue has a very good understanding. Ma Xiaoquan just made some gestures and dictated the rest. Dongfang Qingxue could understand immediately according to Ma Xiaoquan's dictation.
Although it is a small beaten egg, many people still fail to grasp the key and either crush the eggshell or crack the whole egg.
When the eggs were mixed evenly, Ma Xiaoquan's hot oil was ready. Taking the egg bowl, Ma Xiaoquan skillfully poured the evenly mixed egg juice into the oil pan and stir-fried.
Dongfang Qingxue stood next to Ma Xiaoquan, watching Ma Xiaoquan skillfully shaking the wok, and couldn't help but smile: "Ma Xiaoquan, you really look like a butcher."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "No, I've been a cook before. I can only cook. It's not a problem for me, hehe."
"Wow, Ma Xiaoquan, have you ever been a cook?"
Ma Xiaoquan grinned and made no sound, but he vaguely remembered some vague things in his heart.
But somehow, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly felt a resistance in his heart and forgot the things he wanted to remember.
"Ma Xiaoquan, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Qingxue asked.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, came back to his senses, saw the eggs in the wok, made a sound, and quickly picked them up.
"It's dangerous. If it were a little later, the eggs would probably be fried. Dongfang Qingxue, bring me the chopped tomatoes and pour them in."
"Oh, okay" Dongfang Qingxue obediently brought the chopped tomatoes and slowly poured them into the wok.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, put the wok on the fire and stir-fried a few more times, then took it out and put it on a plate.
"Here, try it." Ma Xiaoquan placed the prepared scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of Dongfang Qingxue.
"No, no one has eaten yet. I'm eating alone. I'm sorry."
"Uh, okay, then find something to cover it first so it doesn't get cold."
"okay"
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Next, Ma Xiaoquan cooked several dishes in succession, and Dongfang Qingxue became more and more familiar with it. She did a good job setting up Ma Xiaoquan. The two of them cooperated perfectly.
More than half an hour later, the table was filled with dishes prepared by Ma Xiaoquan.
"Miss Oriental, tell the servants to put all the dishes on the table."
"good"
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Ma Xiaoquan twisted his neck, took off his apron, stretched hard, then walked out of the kitchen and went straight to his bedroom.
After changing clothes and returning to the main hall, the dishes cooked by Ma Xiaoquan were already placed on the table.
Looking at his masterpiece, Ma Xiaoquan was very satisfied. At this time, Mrs. Ma and others also came to the main hall and marveled at the delicious food on the table.
"Sit down, sit down, grandma, come on, take the seat," Ma Xiaoquan said, supporting Mrs. Ma.
Mrs. Ma felt quite helpless in her heart. What kind of person was this first-generation head of the family? Why was it so difficult to figure out?
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After taking their seats, everyone unanimously turned their attention to Ma Xiaoquan.
As today's "hero", Ma Xiaoquan naturally understands what everyone means.
"Well, I'm just a cook, just making food. Don't look at me. Come on, eat, grandma, eat, eat, eat."
Mrs. Ma nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and gently picked up a piece of tofu.
"Well, this tofu is so tender. It doesn't even have the taste of brine. Quan'er, how did you make it?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and looked at Dongfang Qingxue, who lowered her head with a flushed face.
Housekeeper Ma Tong said: "Madam, the reason why this tofu is so tender is that there is more than one seasoning mixed in it. Well, the seasoning is so delicious, it must have been made with knife skills."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Uncle Tong is right, the seasoning of this tofu does have a variety of ingredients, and the configuration of the seasoning... I just dictated it, and the specific work was all done by the Oriental girl."
