However, he also discovered that these things will bloom and bear fruit at different times depending on the planting time.
So although there were several large elm trees on the top of the hill, in the end only one was suitable for eating.
When picking elm coins, Zhang Yu also saw a Sophora japonica flower in full bloom. Unfortunately, it is not the season to eat Sophora japonica flowers outside yet. If you want to eat them, you can only eat them freshly in the space. If you want to eat them outside,
, I guess I have to wait a few more days.
He mixed the elm coins collected from space with those collected from outside.
In order to save trouble, Zhang Yu first used his consciousness to pick out the impurities in the elm money in the secret space, and then went outside to clean it.
To eat Yu Qian is to enjoy its delicious taste, so I didn’t plan to cause too much trouble.
First, I made a small pot, mixed some flour into it, and prepared to steam it directly in the steamer.
I also made some Yuqian Wowo mixed with corn flour and white flour.
In order to make Yuqian Wowo more delicious, he also fried chili oil and cooked meat sauce as a side dish.
When it was ready and delivered to Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun asked Zhang Yu to accompany him. He gave up after hearing Zhang Yu say that he was going to deliver food to Zhao Wenzhuo and the others.
Thinking that he has been busy recently and his uncle didn't eat, then Director Wu must not have eaten either, so Zhang Yu made some more.
Later, I thought that others might want to try it, so I put a dozen yuqian nests in my pocket and took half of the pot of nests.
In addition, I packed three lunch boxes to steam and shake out the elm money that was left to cool.
Before leaving, I thought about it and finally found two canned bottles from the kitchen that had been cleaned after eating, and filled them with one can of meat sauce and half a can of chili oil.
I will eat some of this meat sauce and chili oil today, and my uncle can eat the rest with rice.
After getting ready and putting the food prepared for his sister-in-law in the pot to warm, Zhang Yu rode his bicycle and went straight to the police station.
When Zhang Yu arrived, Director Wu was talking to someone at the door. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Yu's bulging shoulder bag.
Li Laoyuan greeted him: "Xiaoyu, I'm here to deliver food to your little uncle."
"Well, Uncle Wu, you should also eat together."
Director Wu was waiting for his words and immediately replied: "Okay! Then Xiaoyu, you go in first."
After Zhang Yu entered, the man who Director Wu had just spoken to rolled his eyes and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Who is this? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"He's Lao Zhao's nephew. This kid is filial. He's probably worried that Lao Zhao hasn't eaten yet, so he eagerly comes over to deliver food whenever he's free?"
Zhang Yu's identity is not a secret. You can find out if you want to find out, and Director Wu has no intention of hiding it.
But Director Wu refused to say anything more about what the other party asked later, and just laughed and laughed.
Zhang Yu didn't know what Director Wu said to the other party. Anyway, she saw through the window that the other party's face was obviously not good when he left, and the smile on his face was forced out.
When Director Wu returned to the room, his face was not very good-looking, and he was still muttering: "What kind of bad luck is this? You still want to find me through the back door."
When I smelled the aroma of steamed elm money, my brows widened.
Seeing Zhao Wenzhuo eating deliciously there, Director Wu shouted loudly: "Old Zhao, don't eat, leave two for me quickly."
They have been good brothers for many years, and they don't even know what politeness means when they talk.
Zhao Wenzhuo ignored him, and while putting the freshly prepared steamed elm money into his mouth, he pointed at Zhang Yu's bag, indicating that he wanted to eat it.
Director Wu was not polite and sat down directly, then took out the yuqianwowo from Zhang Yu's bag and started eating.
Seeing that he had already eaten a piece of yuqianwowo after three mouthfuls, Zhang Yu quickly pointed to the two cans and bottles next to him and reminded: "Uncle Wu, there are chili oil and pork sauce in there."
When he heard that there was chili oil and pork sauce, Director Wu's eyes lit up even more. He took out another Yu Qian Wo Wo, added some chili oil to it, and ate it in three bites.
When I ate the pork sauce cooked by Zhang Yu, I couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity. It would be great if I had a bowl of noodles at this time. This sauce is perfect for making fried noodles!"
Zhao Wenzhuo had just finished eating the steamed elm money in the lunch box. Hearing what he said, he directly gave him another lunch box: "It's also delicious mixed with this."
The two of them ate happily, and Zhang Yu looked happy from the side.
Speaking of this pork sauce, Mrs. Zhang Yu is really not just selling her melons and boasting about herself.
When it comes to cooking other meals, his cooking skills can be said to be only so-so.
However, because people are more willing to use oil than people of this era, and I have read many recipes in later generations, it is much more fragrant than others.
But with a real chef, it's really like that.
But there are only two things that he feels that real chefs may not be as delicious as his own.
One is pickling. Ever since he got the secret of pickling, he has been pickling all the pickles in the family for the past two years.
The other one is to cook pork sauce, which is obviously the same thing, but it tastes much better than others.
This is still cold, but the sauce will be more fragrant when cooked.
He once spent time at home, and for several days he was chased by people asking him what delicious food he had made.
So after that, he never dared to cook pork sauce outside again.
They dare to take it out after it has been boiled in the secret space and allowed to cool.
As Director Wu said, it would be a pity not to use this meat sauce to make fried noodles. In the summer, my family especially likes to use this sauce to make noodles.
Zhang Yu was thinking about something when he was suddenly awakened by the noise outside.
Hearing the noise outside, Zhao Wenzhuo and Director Wu subconsciously speeded up their meal.
That's what it's like to be a police officer. Cases come as they come, and they are used to it.
The two of them swallowed the last mouthful of Yuqianwowo at the same time, and the office door was pushed open.
"Director, it's bad, someone reported a suspected large-scale poisoning incident."
Upon hearing this, Director Wu and Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly stood up and asked nervously: "Are there any casualties?"
"The current situation is not very clear."
Zhao Wenzhuo: "Where is the person who reported the crime?"
"The doctor who reported the case was a doctor from the hospital who reported the case over the phone. After saying that, he rushed to rescue the patient. According to the nurse who answered the phone at the back, at least dozens of poisoned people came to their hospital just now.
All the doctors rushed over to save people, but it wasn’t enough.”
As soon as these words came out, Director Wu and Zhao Wenzhuo could no longer sit still, and immediately hurried to the hospital with others.
That night, after Zhao Wenzhuo came back, he sat on the chair with a decadent look on his face, and no one wanted to talk to him.
After a long time, he sighed and said bitterly: "I'm so angry! How can there be such a person in this world?"
