Meng Yao plans to steam several baskets of steamed dumplings and cook a pot of porridge.
Liu Yi had been asked to prepare the materials and ingredients in advance, but they were all in Uncle Hu's kitchen. Meng Yao naturally went to Uncle Hu's place to cook.
Liu Yishou is a qualified cook. The kitchen is spotlessly clean and orderly. Even the kitchen utensils used are wiped clean and can be used as a mirror.
Meng Yao entered the kitchen and saw that all the ingredients in Uncle Hu's place were fresh. He couldn't help but ask: "Are the ingredients in the kitchen delivered every day?"
"yes!"
Liu Yishou followed Meng Yao like a well-behaved little apprentice, "Someone will deliver fresh fish and meat every day, and someone will take away the vegetables if they are not fresh!"
Meng Yao couldn't help but open his mouth, "Uncle Hu is so particular!"
Liu Yishou not only raised his eyes and explained: "I asked for it. This is the principle of my cooking."
Meng Yao: "..."
Meng Yao quickly turned to look at her new apprentice, then gave a thumbs up, "Great!"
In fact, this was also the principle when he was a food blogger, but in this poor and backward era, not only was the food ingredients not available, but also there was no money, so she had no choice but to compromise.
Fortunately, she no longer has this problem.
Meng Yao snapped his fingers, "Then let's get started!"
Liu Yishou didn't talk much, but he was extremely obedient. As a good cook, he had a particularly sharp eye. Sometimes Meng Yao wanted him to do something, and he would understand it without even opening his mouth.
This feeling is both worry-free and relaxing.
Meng Yao couldn't help but secretly thought that this apprentice was the right one.
When Meng Yao cooked the porridge, he also added a few drops of space water. The porridge was simmered over low heat until it became thick, smooth, and fragrant.
Two types of steamed buns were made, one stuffed with mushrooms and vegetables, and one stuffed with chives and pork. Liu was left to make the noodles. Meng Yao looked at them and saw that they were done well.
Meng Yao spent a lot of time adjusting the filling of Xiao Long Bao.
When making Xiaolongbao, Meng Yao specifically asked Liu Yishou if he knew how to make it.
Liu Yishou stared at the exquisite xiaolongbao that Meng Yao had wrapped, and shook his head expressionlessly.
He knew that what the master asked about was whether it was possible or not. In the past, he thought his case was pretty good, but compared with the master, it was better not to make a fool of himself.
When Meng Yao made the buns again, he turned at a slower speed and taught Liu the skills of making buns, already taking on the role of a master.
Sun Shuqi seemed not to have had enough sleep and came here yawning. As soon as she came over, she complained about her father.
"How can a father not let his son enter the house? I was wondering why my father didn't like me so much. As soon as I came to the door of the house in the morning, my father beat me with a cane. Just like yesterday, he beat me without saying a word.
Hit me, sister, do you think he is going too far?"
Meng Yao raised his eyes and glanced at the sleepy Sun Shuqi who could barely keep his eyes open and had no image, and couldn't help but remain silent.
"Last night it was you who yelled so much that you disturbed your godfather and godmother. This morning..."
"I feel like I just don't like you this morning!"
What's more, his godfather doesn't like him, and Meng Yao doesn't like Sun Shuqi either. He looks like a middle school boy who stayed up too late, and one look at him makes people want to beat him up.
Sun Shuqi's face collapsed, "Sister, why do you say the same thing when your father said this?"
Meng Yao blinked, and while he was puzzled, Sun Shuqi explained with a bitter look on his face: "I just asked why my dad beat me, and he said he just didn't like me!"
"Why don't you like me? I look so handsome!"
Meng Yao looked at his chicken coop, then at his eyes full of dark circles and his full beard, and weakly reminded him: "Brother, I suggest you take a look in the mirror!"
At Uncle Hu's house, Sun Shuqi regarded it as her own. She ran to the bedroom and looked in the mirror, and soon remembered his screams of shock and pain.
"Who is such an ugly person?"
Meng Yao heard his cry in the kitchen: "..."
Sun Shuqi ran away, covering her head and running away. She thought she should go and freshen up.
But speaking of his appearance, in this age where star chasing is still unknown, no one should recognize him no matter what, right?
When Sun Shuqi came back again, she had become human-like again, but when she came back, she pursed her lips and looked unhappy.
Meng Yao had already cooked the rice and was busy cooking it. She had no time to talk to him, so he followed Liu Yishou's example and followed her around.
One or two, Meng Yao almost turned the hot pot on them.
"Brother, my dear brother, why are you following me? You didn't see that I was holding something in my hand. What if I get burned? Get out of the way!"
Sun Shuqi looked at the thing in her hand, moved her position weakly, but muttered beside her.
"I just want you to see more of what I look like now and forget about how I looked just now. It's so ugly, it's not the real me!"
Meng Yao: "..."
Her cheap brother is really awesome.
Meng Yao carried the things and walked out. As he walked, he said: "Yes, that ugly thing just now was not you. Who knows where that ugly thing came from? It is an eyesore and looks so ugly. How could it be my handsome and charming brother? Brother, don't worry.
, I can tell the difference clearly!"
Sun Shuqi: "..." My sister actually said he was ugly?
Sun Shuqi was unhappy. She was so unhappy that she looked depressed and even walked very lacklusterly.
Meng Yao and Liu Yi brought the steamed buns and pot to Jiang Huizhi's yard one by one. They had already invited them to sit down, and Sun Shuqi came over dejectedly.
He looked like he was almost dying from a shock, which was hard to ignore.
Jiang Huizhi, the mother-in-law, coughed lightly and called: "Shu Qi, why don't you come over to eat? Your sister has made breakfast, and it smells very delicious. Come and try it!"
Sun Shuqi then raised her head, but her face was still bitter, completely different from her usual energetic look.
Jiang Huizhi couldn't help but wonder, what had happened to her carefree son?
Meng Yao couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw Sun Shuqi like this.
Her brother is a man, and we are not in a society where both men and women care about image in the future. Is it necessary to be so sad because of her words?
Jiang Huizhi noticed Meng Yao's expression and realized that she knew why Sun Shuqi was like this. She winked at her, and Meng Yao immediately raised her chin.
Look at her!
"Brother, come over and eat quickly. If you don't eat, you will starve and lose weight. If you starve and lose weight, you will be very ugly. My brother is so handsome, but he cannot become ugly!"
Sun Shuqi subconsciously took steps forward.
"Brother, I'm serving you porridge to apologize to you. What I said just now is nonsense. Brother is always very handsome. None of us can compare with him."
Sun Shuqi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had been injected with blood, "Of course! Sister, don't compare ordinary people with me, my brother and I. How can anyone else compare to my looks and temperament?"