The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

The spring water is warm, with a faint mineral smell. I don’t feel much standing by the pool. After getting off the pool, I realize that the mist from the hot springs will really hinder people when they gather on the water. At least Zhou Quan couldn't see the situation at the bottom of the pool clearly.

Fortunately, the water level in the pool is not high, so even if you can't see clearly, walking in the water just above your knees will not cause any danger.

Chef Bao was leaning on the stone wall beside him, with his shoulders propped against the wall and his head resting on his hands, but his eyes were staring at Zhou Quan's every move without blinking.

Compared with Zhou Quan's veiled and shy gaze, Chef Bao's gaze is much more presumptuous.

Almost inch by inch, the scorching gaze stuck to Zhouquan's body, burning him even if he was separated by a distance, he could feel his body start to heat up involuntarily.

The other party's gaze was too aggressive, like a lion on the prairie sizing up an antelope in its territory. The feeling of eagerness to eat him in one bite made all the hairs on Zhou Quan's back stand on end.

Brother Baoyan is a ferocious beast, Zhouquan knew this a long time ago, not only did he know it, but he also experienced it personally.

His quiet and silent appearance is just because he is not interested in most things. Once he meets what he wants, the dozing beast will open its eyes and reveal its sharp claws, and will dare to covet everything it treasures All torn to shreds.

Originally, Zhou Quan wanted to go to Chef Bao's side after entering the water, but now seeing Brother Bao's appearance, Zhou Quan hesitated, he was really afraid that something would happen if he leaned over now, you must know Brother Bao's character , will not care about the public.

In order not to ruin his rare holiday, Zhouquan cautiously chose to stay away from the other party temporarily, so he turned around and walked to the other side of the pool.

He left, but the gaze behind him didn't look back, Zhou Quan felt that substantial gaze lingering back and forth on his back, buttocks, and thighs, making him tense his muscles involuntarily, and his hips and back tensed up.

Probably seeing Zhouquan's discomfort, Chef Bao's eyes lingered on the other party's hip line that became more and more obvious after he stepped up, then retracted it regretfully, covered his forehead with a wet towel, and quietly Quietly close your eyes and rest.

Feeling that the pressure on his back disappeared, Zhou Quan heaved a sigh of relief, stepped up to the opposite side of the pool, and slowly immersed himself in the hot spring.

What's going on with Brother Baoyan recently?Not full yet?Why do I always feel like the meat around his mouth?

The moment his body was submerged in the water, Zhou Quan's tense skin was finally completely relaxed, and he couldn't help but say: "Huh, it's so comfortable, as expected, winter is the best season for soaking in hot springs."

Following the example of the person opposite, Zhou Quan also wet the towel with hot spring water, folded it and put it on his head, and let himself lean against the hot stone wall warmed by the spring water.

Zhou Quan had never been in a hot spring before. In his impression, there should be no difference between soaking in a hot spring and soaking in a pool in a bathing hall. They are both soaking people in hot water.

But after taking a bath, he realized that the hot springs are quite different from the bathing pools in their town. At least when he soaked in the big pools, he never felt so relaxed.

I have to say that Brother Baoyan chose a good place, and it is indeed a good place for exclusive leisure.

Zhou Quan has been busy since returning to the Liangsurname Village.

Busy flower sheds, busy homestays, busy villagers and tourists.

He knows that he gave up his job in the imperial capital and returned to his hometown to start a business. Many people support this matter, but there are also many people who disagree. People say that people go to high places and water flows to bottom, and the town is like him. , He is the first person who chooses to come back after gaining a firm foothold.

Many people are watching to see if he will succeed. If he succeeds, he will be the leader of self-employment and lead the villagers to get rich together. If he fails, he will probably become a joke. A model.

Knowing this well, Zhouquan has held his breath since the day he came back. He knows that starting a business is not easy, and he has long been prepared to meet everything, whether it is success or failure.

But this is not the reason for him not to be aggressive, so he asks himself to do the best he can, and the rest is to see if God will make him perfect.

Fortunately, he succeeded. Whether it was improving fresh-cut rose varieties, innovating planting techniques, or even abandoning old flower sheds, he built row after row of modern solar greenhouses on Dongshan Mountain. He made every step. By the way, I went successfully, so I got my current status.

But it was because of this that he couldn't relax even more. Too many people in the village had entrusted their livelihoods to him. Zhou Quan knew very well how heavy the burden was on his shoulders.

It had been a long time since he had been so relaxed. The last time he felt so relaxed was when he had just finished the college entrance examination and was liberated by studying hard for ten years.

With a towel on his head, Zhou Quan thought a lot in his head at first, and then he felt more and more comfortable, and he couldn't help but start to let go of his mind. In the end, he was so dazed that he almost fell asleep in the bath spring past.

Feeling someone fiddle with the towel on his head again, Zhouquan who was half asleep was awakened immediately.

Lifting the towel that had slipped from his eyes, he found that Chef Bao had come to his side at some point, and he was currently pillowing on his shoulder.

"Are you awake? If you're sleepy, let's go back to your room. Don't catch a cold if you sleep here."

Zhou Quan, who had already woken up, sat up and said, "No need, I'm either sleepy, or the bath is too comfortable."

"You can't soak in the hot spring for too long at a time. If you like to soak, we can come back at night. Let's go out for lunch now."

The two came out of the bath spring, took off their bathrobes and changed into their own clothes. When they came to the front desk to inquire, the lady in charge of the reception checked the order and said: "The iron pot stew that you two ordered is ready. Go to the iron pot area and find a good place, and there will be a waiter to deliver the food there."

The iron pot area mentioned by the receptionist is on the westernmost side of the first floor of the hotel, which is different from the decoration style in the hot spring hotel. There are more than a dozen kitchen stoves with large pots built in an area of ​​more than 100 square meters.

Chef Bao took Zhou Quan and the two to find a seat by the window. After they were done, the service staff came to add firewood to the stove under the iron pot. The stove was just a sporadic flame, but after adding firewood, Immediately burned vigorously.

After the person adding firewood left, two young waiters came over one after the other. The one in front was holding a large steaming iron basin in his hand, while the one in the back was holding several plates.

After the two came over, Chef Bao helped to lift the lid of the big iron pot, and the waiter who walked in front poured the ingredients in the iron pot, including soup and water, into the pot, put the lid on and said: " Let it simmer for about 10 minutes and it’s ready to eat.”

After speaking, she helped the colleagues behind to place a few plates next to the iron pot and said, "These are vegetables that can be added into it. The set meals you ordered are all out of date, please use them slowly."

After the service staff left, Zhou Quan looked curiously at the iron pot in front of him, curious about what was stewed in it, and Brother Baoyan brought him here to eat it.

There was no need for Zhouquan to think too much, Chef Bao revealed the answer himself. He lifted the lid of the iron pot, and a strong smell came over his face.

The stew in the pot is all meat, including chicken, rabbit, steak and pork belly. The sauce in a pot is rich in color, and it looks like an iron pot stew with strong Northeast characteristics.

Chef Bao poured the wide noodles, potato cubes and Chinese cabbage into the pot, briefly turned it over a few times, then put the lid back on, looked at the time and said to Zhou Quan: "The stewed vegetables in the iron pot here It was highly recommended by a few donkey friends. They said that the sauce has a strong aroma and no fishy smell. It is a rare classic taste in iron pot stew. I thought that I might as well try it when I come over to see what the advantages of others are. I can learn from it. .”

Zhou Quan knew that Chef Bao had a special ability. He could remember everything he had eaten. Basically, after a few bites, he could remember all the recipes, seasonings and ingredients of the dish. Guess it all.

Such ability stems from his deep understanding of ingredients, seasonings, and various cooking skills and techniques, which is Chef Bao's ability to make a living.

Ten minutes later, the lid of the iron pot was lifted again. This time, the sauce in the soup pot had changed from thin to thick, firmly hanging on the surface of the ingredients in the pot.

Zhou Quan, who is already a senior foodie, knows that if the iron pot stew can be stewed to this level, not to mention other things, it will be perfect in terms of the control of the heat.

Chef Bao glanced at the dishes in the iron pot, nodded slightly, took the chicken legs and sent them to Zhou Quan, while he ate the wide noodles first.

The chicken legs sent by Chef Bao are firm, with a thin layer of tender chicken skin wrapped on the crimson chicken. Zhou Quan, who often eats chicken, can tell that this is definitely not the white-striped chicken that has been out of the cage for more than a month in the market. .

In order to prove his judgment, he deliberately put down the chicken legs and rummaged through the iron pan to find the chicken feet.

It is very simple to judge the age of a chicken. Look at the small bump above the claw and below the elbow. The bigger and stronger the bump, the longer the chicken will live.

However, before he found the chicken feet, Chef Bao, who had eaten half of the chicken head, said first, "It's a big rooster, about one and a half years old. It grew up walking in the mountains, otherwise the chicken legs wouldn't be strong there. The chicken doesn't turn pink either."

The color of chicken is an important indicator to distinguish their growth environment. White chicken is white from the skin to the meat after being cooked, while the breast, thigh and wing meat of the pheasant that grows up will remain even if it is stewed. The flesh color it should have.

Now that Brother Baoyan had already said that, Zhouquan stopped looking for chicken feet, picked up the chicken leg in his bowl and bit it down. After chewing a few times, Zhouquan had the answer in his heart.

Well, the stewed chicken is really delicious, not firewood, not oily and not greasy. The sauce wrapped on the chicken not only brings out the aroma of the meat, but also removes the fishy smell, and makes all kinds of meat in a pot Reconcile them together so that they neither grab flavors nor carry flavors.

As far as stewing in an iron pot is concerned, it is already very good to be able to do this, but the eccentric Zhou Quan still thinks that when it comes to stewing chicken, Auntie’s chicken stewed with mushrooms and Brother Baozhen’s clear chicken soup will always be No. 1 in his heart. [-]. The rankings are in no particular order, so let's barely give a runner-up position in this pot.

After the chicken, Chef Bao added a lot of steak to Zhou Quan's bowl. He had just finished eating the steak, and soon there was another half bowl of pork belly.

Zhou Quan, who was all eating meat, looked at his rice bowl, then at the side dishes in the pot and said, "Why did you give me all the meat?"

Chewing Chinese cabbage, Chef Bao glanced at Zhou Quan's buttocks and said, "You still have to grow some meat. I like the feeling that I can't hold it with one hand."

Zhou Quan: "........ what were you thinking when you just soaked in the hot spring?"

Chef Bao raised his eyebrows and said, "Do I still need to think about it?"

The author has something to say:

Zhou Quan: Tell me, what were you watching and thinking when you soaked in the hot spring just now?

Chef Bao: Do ​​I still need to look and think?I touch it every day... woo.

Zhou Quan: Let's go, let's go home and talk.