Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

The star core is in City No. 7, but Xing has never had nightmares.

This shows that Star Core may not have its own independent thoughts.

But what about the supercomputing chip?

Xia Zhihui was a little puzzled. After thinking about it repeatedly, he could only come to one conclusion.

That is, this star core is like a super calculator or universal solver, which can help people develop across the technology tree.

But why would a star core help human beings develop selflessly?

This is so fake!

You can figure it out with your toes, just like people raising pigs.

Wait until humans develop and then harvest!

Thinking of this, Xia Zhihui couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it, instead of thinking so much, why not do something simple.

"In March, come wash the rice and I'll get some other things."

In order to have dinner on time in the evening, March Qi obediently came to the back of the bar, picked up a small bowl and took rice from the rice bag.

The small bowl for taking rice prepared by Xia Zhihui is for one person.

Each filled bowl is just enough to feed an average person.

On March 7, I counted the number of people, took six bowls of rice, and started to get water.

Xia Zhihui quickly stopped her.

"Wait a minute, why are there only six bowls?"

March 7 looked confused.

"Aren't there only six of us?"

"and many more!"

An angry look gradually appeared on her face.

"Hey!"

"You guys don't think I can't even understand addition and subtraction within ten, do you?"

Xia Zhihui was cutting shreds of vegetables and just glanced at her sideways.

"how could be?"

"But Uncle Kimura plans to come back for dinner in the evening, so we have to prepare it for him in advance."

Oh oh, so that’s it.

March 7 nodded, completely understandable.

Xia Zhihui put down the kitchen knife and used the rice bowl to add two bowls of rice.

Now it was March 7's turn to laugh at him.

"Haha, why did you add two bowls?"

"Six plus one equals seven. It should be seven bowls of rice."

Facing her triumphantly, Xia Zhihui had to sigh.

"I told you, this rice bowl is enough for a normal person."

"Do you think we are normal people?"

"Dan Heng and Caroline had so much fun this afternoon, I won't be surprised if we eat a few more bowls tonight."

Ugh?

March 7 subconsciously looked up at Dan Heng and found that he was reading something she couldn't understand as usual.

"Is that right?"

"Otherwise? And even if not, I can still eat the extra bowl without wasting food."

After all, wasting food in the lower areas is killing lives.

After cutting the shredded vegetables, Xia Zhihui took out the potatoes, peeled them and cut them into strips. He soaked the potato strips in water, rubbed them and washed them before turning on the fire.

He simply stir-fried shredded vegetable vegetables, then mixed a vegetable salad and served it to the table, letting them eat first. Only then did Xia Zhihui have time to deal with the pineapple and sweet and sour pork.

The fruits, except apples, have been prepared, and the pork has also been marinated for a while.

Now let’s make a sauce.

Two spoons of sugar, two spoons of white vinegar, a few spoons of dark red tomato paste, a small spoonful of starch, and finally add an appropriate amount of water and stir.

Soon, Xia Zhihui got a bowl of sweet and sour sauce.

Lift the pot, pour in the oil, insert chopsticks to measure the temperature!

When the bubbles start to bubble densely around the chopsticks, you can drop the marinated pork pieces in and fry them.

Fry quickly over medium heat for five minutes, stirring constantly with chopsticks or a spoon to prevent sticking to the pan and sticking together.

Then use a slotted spoon to take out the fried pork and set it aside to filter the oil and wait for it to cool down.

Next, turn on low heat, maintain the temperature of the hot oil in the pot, and quickly pass the potato strips through hot water and cook for about a minute.

After cooking, take it out with a slotted spoon, pour it on a napkin, and rub it twice to remove most of the water.

The simply boiled potato strips are white and translucent. After removing the water, sprinkle some cornstarch on them and spread them evenly.

March 7 watched his operation curiously.

"What are you..."

"French fries."

"Then I'd better stay away!"

No matter what is fried, there will always be hot oil splashing out. Even though he knows that he will not be injured, March 7 still wants to go further.

But Xia Zhihui held him back.

March 7 ignored the sleeve he was holding and ran away from the bar as hard as she could.

"Don't hold me back!"

"Don't hold me back when you're about to be splashed with oil stars!"

She begged for mercy, but found that Xia Zhihui had no intention of letting go, and decisively chose to put a shield on herself.

"Damn Xia Zhihui, you actually plan to die with me!"

"I will never be nice to you again!"

Xia Zhihui clenched his fist.

"I haven't said a word yet!"

"Ice the potato chips for me, and then you can get out of here."

Ugh?

It is completely different from the picture of March 7th's imagination of suffering and sharing the same fate.

"Just chilled?"

"Well, just cool down. Remember to take back the ice."

March 7 stretched out her white and tender palms to face the potato strips, and a cold air blew through them. The potato strips that had just been taken out of the pot cooled down rapidly, and a layer of hoarfrost even appeared on the surface.

Xia Zhihui nodded with satisfaction and loosened her sleeves.

The oil pan on low heat can make the chopsticks bubble slightly, which is exactly the temperature of French fries.

Xia Zhihui gently poured the potato strips in.

呲——

The enthusiasm of the oil pan quickly melted the frost on the surface of the potato strips, and they began to cheer.

The snow-white potato strips slowly turned golden, and they danced up and down in the boiling oil pan.

March 7 hid behind Xia Zhihui and poked her head out from his shoulder.

"There's no oil splashing around?"

"After controlling the moisture, of course there won't be oil splashing around. Otherwise, why would I prepare kitchen paper?"

"Aren't you scared? Why don't you go out?"

"I've prepared my shield. I have to observe Chef Xia's work process!"

Row.

Xia Zhihui recognized this reason.

Five minutes later, the potato strips had sharp edges and corners. The six sides were white and yellow, yellow and white, and the edges and corners were already slightly golden.

Xia Zhihui took out all the potato strips with a slotted spoon and set them aside to cool down before frying them again.

The cooling time was about fifteen minutes. The artificial cooling on March 7 might not be able to control the temperature well, so Xia Zhihui decisively abandoned her and instead put the first pieces of pork in and re-fried it.

Increase the oil temperature, fry for thirty seconds to make the skin crispier, take it out, and then light another stove.

Heat the pan with cold oil, pour a spoonful of the sweet and sour sauce that March 7 stole over medium heat, and cook the sweet and sour sauce until it bubbles.

During the cooking process, take a moment to cut the apple into pieces. After it bubbles, pour in the apple pieces, pineapple pieces, strawberries and fried meat, and quickly stir-fry evenly.

After the sauce is coated with the fruits and meat, it's ready to serve.

Looking at the sweet and sour pork on a big plate, March 7 took advantage of the fact that her shield was still there and decided to eat it!

"Well, it's delicious, hot, hot, hot!"