The Medicinal Chef of the Beast World

Under Qiao Mi's eager gaze, Wen Qing really started cooking braised pork. If there is anything in this world that is short of meat, it is not short of meat. Now that he has sugar, it is naturally more handy to make it.

However, there are many ways to cook braised pork, and Wen Qing cooks according to the one she is most used to.

The meat skillfully cut off the fat and thin parts, and cut them into evenly fat and thin cubes. Wen Qing used boiling water to clear the blood on them for later use, and took out the ginger, dried chili and other spare parts for later use.

Add soybean oil to heat, then add pork belly and stir-fry until both sides are golden, add ginger, dried chili and star anise and stir-fry again. There is no cooking wine and soy sauce here. Soaked soybeans and salt are added to make up for the lack of soy sauce.

This time, it took a long time to simmer on low heat, and Wen Qing directly covered the pot on this side and went to Kuloam's to make breakfast under Qiao Mi's anxious eyes.

People say that they eat breakfast like an emperor, eat like a commoner at noon, and eat like a beggar at night. They are not lying. The morning is the time when the body wakes up and is at its best. Wen Qing likes to eat a hearty breakfast.

However, it is still necessary to follow the seven-point fullness of the meal. It is not a wise choice to be full for eating delicious food.

When Wen Qing arrived at Kuroam's side, neither of them was there. Amu's taste was tricky after she became pregnant, and even when she wanted to eat, she could eat whenever she wanted. She's not here now, so she should go out for a walk to digest food. up?

Wen Qing looked around and started to make breakfast. He can make steamed buns, and naturally he can also make steamed buns. In modern times, everyone pursues a fast pace, and most of them like to cook or eat rice, even in the north. Of course , the rice is really delicious too.

But as a northerner, even though he has a gentle southern appearance, Wen Qing prefers pasta.

Wen Qing had steamed several pots of steamed buns before, some of them were placed in the space, keeping the appearance just out of the pot at all times, while the other part, of course, just let it cool down and reheat it whenever you want.

The steamed buns can be stored for three or four days, and the weather is not too hot, so naturally they won't break easily.

Put water in the pot, and Wen Qing put the cut sweet potatoes at the bottom of the pot, then put the mat that he tied with yarn on the pot and placed the steamed buns.

When the steamed buns were heated to a soft state, Wen Qing took out the steamed buns, poked the softness of the sweet potatoes, and poured in the divided flour after making sure they were cooked. After the pot boiled, the staple food for the morning was ready.

As for the dishes, Wen Qing fried the simplest tomato scrambled eggs. Ordinary people like to put the onion first and then the egg, which is actually easy to make the onion mush, or if you don’t put the onion, the fishy smell of the egg still exists.

Wen Qing likes to put the eggs in a bowl first, like a pancake, put the chopped green onion, green pepper, salt and seasoning into it and stir well, and then put the tomato for later use.

Put the eggs in the oil until it is eight minutes hot, stir it quickly into pieces, and then add the tomatoes.

Don't put too much tomato, it is there to enhance the taste. If you put too much, it will make the egg sour and affect the taste.

I added some salt to the unripe tomatoes on the side, and the seasoning in the warm green eggs was light, even if it was contaminated with seasoning, it would not be afraid of saltiness.

Tomato scrambled eggs are the easiest, and Wen Qing has fried a few more vegetarian dishes, guessing it's getting late, so he quickly asked Yun Dan to help serve the dishes, while he added rock sugar and Brown sugar, high heat to collect juice.

The evenly fat and thin pieces of meat are evenly oiled, so you don't need to smell it, and the fragrance will continue to drill into the nostrils.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Qiao Mi yelled feebly at the side smelling the fragrance. He remembered what Wen Qing said about not moving around, otherwise the delicious food would be gone, but now it is too fragrant. For foodies It was simply torture.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Qing took out the dish, walked up to Qiaomi with some evil intentions, met those bright little eyes, smiled and put Qiaomi on his shoulder, holding the The braised pork went out.

He always puts the giant treasure on his shoulders. The little guy is obedient, but he just likes to act like a baby. He is really similar to Qiao Mi. Wen Qing turned his head to look at Qiao Mi and shook his head, suddenly remembered something, let's go He went into E'Mu's room and put down the dishes, and said to Yun Dan at the table, "Yun Dan, the giant treasure is gone."

Wen Qing was a little anxious. Could it be that she was angry because she slept on the sofa all night because she was afraid that it would swallow Qiao Mi?

Just when Wen Qing was thinking this way, there was a crackling sound outside, and then a cat meowing, the little giant ran in happily, and climbed up Wen Qing's trouser legs, making him feel as if he had been beaten. The thought of Dun disappeared in an instant.

However, when Jubao was staring at Jomi on his shoulder, he still held Jomi down and put it on the table, leaving Jubao its exclusive place.

"Where did you go to play?" Although Jubao couldn't understand what he said, Wen Qing patted its head and asked.

"Meh, meh..." Jubao looked out the door, Wen Qing had no choice but to follow its gaze and walked out, and then saw a one-meter-long big fish bouncing and spitting bubbles on the grass. Qing counted, and there were five, no wonder there was a crackling sound at the door just now.

"Great treasure caught food for himself?" Wen Qing was a little surprised, but he was very happy in his heart. The little guy ate more and more, and it was not troublesome to do it. He could only fish, but he couldn't catch fish.

Wen Qing put away the five big fish, went in with the giant treasure in his arms, served it as the fish soup that had been stewed long ago, and then started breakfast.

The sweet potato soup was sweet and delicious, and immediately warmed people's hearts. After three mouthfuls of the soup before the meal, Wen Qing asked Yundan to taste the braised pork.

Fat meat is always greasy, and females will resist it very much. Yundan is not picky eaters, but he is also prepared for greasy meat. Who knows that the fat that looks greasy actually melts in the mouth, without any fat Not to mention greasy, the rich aroma is firmly in the mouth.

"How is it?" Wen Qing asked expectantly looking at Yun Dan's expression.

"It's delicious," Yundan praised. Wen Qing frowned, opened the hot steamed bun, put a few pieces of braised pork in and handed it to Yundan, "This is a side dish, actually it's sandwiched between steamed buns. It tastes better inside."

Yun Dan took it, looked at Wen Qing and said, "Hurry up and eat, it's been a busy morning."

"Okay," Wen Qing put an egg into his mouth, turned his eyes, but met Qiao Mi's eager eyes that followed his movements, how pitiful it was.

Even Jubao was gobbling it up, only Qiaomi was alone, and even Wen Qing felt pitiful.

"Okay," Wen Qing took out another pair of chopsticks and a small clean slate, put some eggs and a small piece of braised pork in front of Qiao Mi and said, "You are injured now, eat some light eggs to supplement It’s fine for a while, but just taste the braised pork, okay?”

"Ji..." Qiao Mi's eyes sparkled, full of anticipation, but at least she understood Wen Qing's words.

Wen Qing felt relieved, and finally had a peaceful breakfast. He felt that this was really the same as taking care of two children, and everything had to be coaxed.

In fact, Simon came when their breakfast was halfway through. Wen Qing had a good nose and smelled it, but after waiting for a long time, no one came in. He seemed to wait quietly for a while, then turned around and left, Wen Qing Qing felt strange, but did not catch up.

It wasn't until Wen Qing finished eating, and when he and Yundan came out to pack up the dishes and saw Simon sitting by the stream looking over, he asked, "Why didn't you come in just now?"

"Jomi felt very relaxed when he was eating, and I didn't want to go in and disturb him," Simon said casually, leaning against the tree trunk, "Am I here to pick him up and take him home?"

"Father Qiao Ming asked you to come?" Wen Qing asked tentatively.

"Well," Simon nodded, and he didn't shy away from it. "Qiao Ming's father knew what I was thinking. He said he respected what Qiao Mi meant, and he would support Qiao Mi as long as he felt good."

"This is the best result," Wen Qing smiled and pointed to Eminem's room, "Joe Mi just finished eating, you can take him back, be careful not to stumble on the road, change every three days The medicine will be fine soon."

"Okay, I see, thank you," Simon stood up and walked towards the house.

Wen Qing thought that when he and Yundan went back after packing up the dishes, the two of them might have already left, but he didn't expect that it was just that Simon was standing in front of the house with a piece of grass in his mouth, and he didn't see Qiao Mi's shadow.

"What's the matter?" Wen Qing questioned while holding the bowl.

Simon watched as they approached each other. No matter how they looked at each other, the two still felt a little awkward, but they didn't hide the truth, "He resisted my approach."

The little oriole, which was nestled comfortably on the animal skin, hid as soon as it saw him as if it had met an enemy. Anyone could see his resistance to him, although Simon had already prepared it I was mentally prepared, but facing Qiao Mi's dodge, I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to hold him in the palm of his hand to prevent him from escaping, but looking at his injured wings, how dare he force him again, so he had no choice but to stand here.

"Okay, then let's go in and have a look," Wen Qing and Yun Dan exchanged glances, the friendship in it was enviable, and Simon was no exception.

When Wen Qing walked in, he saw a little oriole with its head buried in one of its wings. He put down the bowl, walked up to Qiao Mi lightly, and saw the little oriole blinking. Shiny eyes peeked out.

Wen Qing "..." Why doesn't he look like he's resisting?

"Jomi, Qiaomi, Simon has come to pick you up, do you want to go back?" Wen Qing asked.

Seeing that it was Wen Qing, Qiao Mi folded her wings, watched Wen Qing chirping, and then buried herself shyly.

Wen Qing "..." Although he didn't understand anything, if he didn't guess wrong, this guy wasn't resisting at all, but shy.

Qiao Mi covered her cheeks and let out a small cry, ah, his hero is here, so shy, so shy, I'm not at all embarrassed to send it back~

Wen Qing "..." At this moment, Qiao Mi was successfully possessed by Bessie!