Food: Start with a big spoon in the university cafeteria

So Wang Mang and the three of them got together to discuss and decided to send a message to Xu Ming.

“Brother, I don’t want to live!”

Xu Ming was stunned after receiving the news.

Hell, what day today, suicide is all together.

“What happened to you?”

“Can I eat the roast goose you made before I die?” Let me be a full ghost!” ”

Xu Ming: …

Finally, Xu Ming carried his roast goose back to the student dormitory.

As soon as they pushed away, they saw that these three people were already waiting with their dishes and chopsticks.

“Come, the big guy comes to the table, and the big guy has tea.”

Xu Ming took the iced tea and twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and he didn’t see these people more sand sculptures for a few days.

“Oh, this roasted goose is really fragrant, no wonder He Feilou doesn’t jump.”

“This is for me, I also ate it and said, what a death, how fragrant is the roasting goose!”

“What happened to He Fei?”

Xu Ming also wanted to ask about He Fei’s situation when he returned to the student dormitory.

It is all a class, and the dormitory is not far away, so it is natural to care about it.

“His roommate said he was all right, and he ate a roast goose and went to sleep.”

“You know what’s going on, you know?”

Since Xu Ming opened the canteen, he has had less contact with the students in the class, he is busy every day, he has not eaten melon for a long time, and he does not understand everyone’s current situation at all.

“He hadn’t been talking to a woman in the next class for four years, and he was ready to propose marriage after graduation, and the other party suddenly broke up with him, and he couldn’t think about it for a while.”

“Oh, love~”

Xu Ming shook his head, not very able to understand this feeling, after all, he was a single dog.

After everyone finished eating the roast goose, while chatting about gossip, finally the bones of the roasted goose were not left.

….

Xu Ming lay in bed at night thinking about what breakfast to prepare tomorrow morning.

Since running the small kitchen, the recipes he prepares are a lot more casual.

Breakfast is different every day, but it is fixed one or two.

For example, the buns on the first day, the pancake fruit on the second day, the beef noodles on the third day, what to eat tomorrow?

So Xu Ming silently opened Weibo to see if there were any good recommendations in the comment area.

The Weibo about the recommended recipe already has hundreds of thousands of comments under it.

Xu Ming slowly turned it over, and finally chose a sticky rice ball as breakfast tomorrow morning.

Send a message to Li Yong and Hu Haitao and go to sleep.

The next morning I came to the kitchen, and the purple rice was already cooked.

Black rice is mixed with white glutinous rice and boiled rice.

Subsequently, the required fried noodles, meat floss, sausages and other ingredients were also neatly visited in front of the window.

Xu Ming began to boil the sauce.

Rice balls are simple, but if you want to taste amazing, the sauce is the key.

Pour a small half bucket of oil into the pan, heat it, add the ginger slices, fry the ginger slices and pour in the garlic.

The garlic is divided into three times, and Xu Ming stands in front of the stove and holds the spatula to stir continuously to prevent the sticky pan from burning paste.

When everything in the pan is golden brown, fry the star anise and coriander leaves for one minute.

At this moment, I can already smell a very strong garlic aroma, Xu Ming turned the fire down, poured in a whole bottle of watercress sauce, as well as chili sauce, paprika.

Soy sauce and wine are also added in proportion.

At this time, the meaning of some sauce is already there.

The taste is not good.

The point is that in the end, Xu Ming took out a piece of lard, took a knife and hid it into a puree, poured it into the pot and boiled it over a low heat.

Wait until the fat of the lard is fried and turn into a residue, and the sauce is ready.

“What’s not to like with this sauce?”

Li Yong and Hu Haitao alone filled a large bowl of purple rice, directly dug a large spoonful of sauce into it, and directly stirred it up and ate it evenly.

“This sauce is very fragrant, and there is a bit of chewy graininess, but it is not obvious, and the more you chew the rice, the more fragrant it is.”

After the aroma went out, some people in the kitchen next to it couldn’t help but rub a large bowl of sauce away.

…

In the morning, the alarm clock goes off, at six o’clock.

Yuan Hua got up from bed on time, washed and dressed, and went out.

“Dahua, come back and bring me four buns and a cup of soy milk.”

“I want a bowl of dried silk noodles.”

“Give me hot dry noodles.”

With the sound of his roommates ordering, he stepped out of the dormitory and ran to a canteen.

There are already many people queuing up in front of the small canteen window of this point canteen.

Since Xu Ming came out of a canteen alone, Yuan Hua prepared to go to bed at ten o’clock every night in order to eat breakfast, and then got up at six o’clock to queue up to eat, and then went to other canteens to bring breakfast back to his roommates.

He used to be an Internet addicted teenager, staying up late every day to play games, and every day he didn’t start sleeping until dawn, and he slept until noon.

But since eating the meal in the small canteen, I have not stayed up late.

Go to bed early every day and get up early to line up to cook!

I saw the breakfast held by the people around me, and this morning I was selling sticky rice balls.