Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 142 Cooking
Out of the SKET armory, no, it should be said to be the SKET private club now, Song Ke exhaled and said:

"Come on, let's go eat first."

He immediately turned his head and asked:

"What do you want to eat?"

Yan Li and Ji Chen shook their heads at the same time:
"We can eat anything."

Song Ke knew that the two of them could not give any substantive suggestions, so he handed over the decision-making power to the girl beside him.

But he found that An Xiaomian's brows hadn't been relaxed since she left the SKET meeting place, as if she was thinking about something.

"Where to eat?" Song Ke said loudly.

An Xiaomian was startled, and stepped back a few steps.

By the time she realized it, Song Ke had already asked again:
"Where to eat?"

Have a meal?An Xiaomian reacted for a few seconds, then subconsciously said:
"The food outside is not delicious, and it's also very expensive."

The next second, she suddenly had a good idea, and said in a rather jumpy tone:
"How about we go buy some ingredients and cook for ourselves?"

self catering?Song Ke said with his own identity:
"Have you ever seen a six or seven-year-old kid cook by himself?"

An Xiaomian rolled her eyes invisibly, and said:

"Cooking is divided into ages?"

"It's old-fashioned."

"Don't you think eating the food you make is a very happy thing?"

Sister, I'm afraid you're ruining our happiness!Song Ke asked for help in his heart.

At this time, Yan Li and Ji Chen also agreed with each other's point of view, thinking that cooking and eating is more novel.

Thus, a dinner without knowing what the outcome would be began like this.

They went to buy ingredients first, and then returned to the academy.

They borrowed the canteen kitchen and started preparing dinner.

one hour later.

"I said, do you know how to cook?..." Song Ke cast his eyes on An Xiaomian, picked up the kettle in one breath, peeled off the coals, and drove her away.

Without pause or delay, he walked to the pot, threw the coal into it, turned around and said:

"If not, then I will."

An Xiaomian opened her mouth halfway:
"Amazing, you can cook!"

Girl, your thoughts are really dangerous... Song Ke couldn't refute with words, so he just nodded and said:
"When I was young, I often cooked and knew a little bit."

If it weren't for the fear that you would spoil this delicious ingredient, I wouldn't be too lazy to do it.

He immediately glanced sideways at the various meats on the pot table.

Lamb stew, braised beef, pork rib soup...

As soon as this thought appeared, Song Ke's mouth seemed to be filled with the aroma of gravy, and he also remembered how those chefs made these ingredients before time travel.

Yan Li and Ji Chen stood there like fools, not knowing what to do.

Song Ke didn't expect them to help, and just asked them to wait.

First get rid of the fishy smell, and then boil it in the pot. Song Ke thought of this, he first boiled the water to copy the meat, then added onion, salt, a little pepper and water to stew directly, and then added the ingredients at a certain time, and stewed Last 10 minutes.

"This is the simplest method, which is supported purely by the deliciousness of the meat itself. When there is enough time and the ingredients are tasty, stir-fry it again."

Song Ke is not a good cook. Before time travelling, he mainly took out food. However, he cooked three or four times a week, and the accumulated accumulation gave him a passing standard. He felt that he could not let down those meat products.

About 15 minutes later, the previous coal was gone. He first rekindled the fire, went to fetch water to wash the mutton and beef, and then took out a cutting board and a kitchen knife and chopped them into small pieces.

He put the meat into the soup bowl, then took out the seasoning box, shook half a spoonful of yellowed kosher salt into it, and took some black peppercorns from a special small bottle with great care , together with the meat and salt, marinate for a while.

Put the stew pot on the stove, and while it was heating up, Song Ke took the dry ingredients aside, and cut the green onion bought today into many pieces.

After finishing the preparations, he took out a small jar from the cabinet, and after opening it, there was not much lard left
Song Ke took out a spoonful, put it into the pan, fried it to melt, then poured carrots and onions into it, and stir-fried for a while.

The aroma began to permeate, Song Ke poured all the mutton in, and fried it carefully for a while.

During this process, he poured some cooking wine to completely remove the fishy smell in the meat and at the same time enhance the umami taste of the meat.

After stewing for about 10 minutes, he opened the lid, put the fragrant leaves and chopped potatoes in, added another cup of hot water, and two spoons of salt.

Close the lid, turn down the fire, and after some operations, Song Ke exhaled with satisfaction, and looked sideways at the three people behind him who were sluggish.

"What happen to you guys?"

The three of them froze for a few seconds, then gave a thumbs up and said in unison:

"Great!"

As time passed, the scent in the room became more and more intense, with the temptation of meat, the mellowness of potatoes, and the fragrance of fragrant leaves.

The taste gradually mixed, and Song Ke and the others swallowed their saliva from time to time.

Yan Li on the side stared at the pot, and couldn't help asking:
"How long! How long!"

Song Ke calculated the time in his heart, and said:

"There is still half an hour, and you can eat it after the meat is fully flavored."

After he finished speaking, he ordered:
"Both of you, go and wash these vegetables, I'll fry two more vegetables!"

With the previous operation, the two dared not stay, and quickly ran to wash the vegetables.

After more than 40 minutes.

After preparing all kinds of things, Song Ke smelled the aroma in the kitchen and smiled:
"It seems that I am very talented, you guys, wash your hands before eating delicious food, hurry up!!"

Listening to Song Ke's orderly arrangements, the three of them felt that the man in front of them seemed to be a different person.

"Hurry up!" Song Ke urged slightly with a smile.

"Ah, good, good!" The three came back to their senses and ran out quickly.

Seeing the three of them scrambling to be the first, Song Ke's mouth was pulled back tightly, as if trying to hold back a laugh.

Withdrawing his eyes and lifting the lid of the stew pot, Song Ke suddenly saw mist appearing in front of his eyes. The aroma of potatoes mixed with the rich aroma of meat made his taste buds more active, and his stomach began to protest.

When the three of them returned after washing their hands and faces, Song Ke had already put the food on the table.

Three large meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and he also made a vegetable and egg soup with broth.

"Come, have a taste." Song Ke pulled the bench over and pointed at the food on the table.

Yan Li and Ji Chen quickly sat down, picked up the chopsticks quickly, and picked up a piece of meat first.

An Xiaomian is more literary and artistic. She first forked a piece of potato, brought it to her mouth, and took a bite.

The glutinousness of the potatoes and the strong aroma of the gravy permeated at the same time, making her saliva secrete like crazy, and she finished eating this piece of ten beans in two or three bites, and swallowed it.

"Taste the meat." Song Ke pointed at the plate with his chin.

He had tasted it just now, perfect!
An Xiaomian's eyes were full of anticipation, and he carefully forked a piece of mutton.

It was stewed quite badly, and it felt like it was about to melt as soon as it entered the mouth. The real meaty aroma exploded, and the wonderful juice flowed across, filling the mouth.

It was an unprecedented good feeling, and An Xiaomian couldn't stop at all.

By the time she recovered, she had already eaten several pieces of lamb.

Song Ke looked at the satisfied expressions of several people, chuckled, picked up the chopsticks, and was the last one to taste the food.

(End of this chapter)