delicious life

!No, this is for you. Duan Feng stood up, touched his nose very handsomely, and handed the mushrooms he picked out to Mo Ci.

"Thank you!" Mo Ci said gratefully holding a pile of fresh mushrooms in a hurry.

"Aren't we friends? You don't need to say thank you, you look down on me!" Duan Feng smiled happily, showing his eight white teeth.Not forgetting to encourage Mo Ci, he reached out and patted Mo Ci on the back.

"Hehe." Mo Ci raised his face and smirked at Duan Feng who helped him out, completely forgetting the panic just now.

"Don't be impatient, don't be defeated by yourself." Duan Feng packed up the messy backpack, waved to Mo Ci, and returned to the player's bench with a smile.

Mo Cibi made a gesture, and walked towards the booth under the loud urging of the staff.

The 40-minute race has just started, and the game timer is hung in front of the players, reminding them of the time that has passed.

Mo Ci swept away the haze, peeled off the vegetable seedlings and washed them in clean water.

With confidence, he picked up the kitchen knife and began to process the vegetables, leaving behind the vegetable seedlings.Take the fresh shiitake mushrooms, put the stems of the shiitake mushrooms on a plate aside, cut the shiitake mushrooms in half, and place them on the plate.

Because Duan Feng gave him fresh shiitake mushrooms, the process of soaking them in water for 30 minutes was omitted.

After chopping the ingredients, Mo Ci started cooking.

Put the bottom oil into the pot, add shredded ginger after the oil is hot, stir-fry the green vegetables, add a little salt, monosodium glutamate, add half a teaspoon of cold water and simmer for two minutes.Mo Ci quickly took out the small bottle of soy sauce he carried with him and poured it into the pot.

Open the lid, and Mo Ci quickly pours the shiitake mushroom slices to be used.

Stir frying continuously, without using force from the wrist, lowering the rising martial fire to medium fire, so that the temperature in the iron pot fluctuates to a certain extent.

In order to fully taste the secret soy sauce, Mo Ci deliberately poured a little cooking wine, evaporated the excess water in the pot completely, poured the soy sauce, and added water.After repeated operations a few times, Mo Ci turned off the gas stove, took out the fried mushrooms and vegetables with a spatula, and carefully put them on a plate.

Evenly put the shiitake mushrooms in the pot into five small dishes.The shiitake mushrooms are placed on top of the vegetable seedlings. The green vegetable seedlings are set against the black mushrooms. The contrast of warm and cold colors makes it look calm and lively, which makes people look bright.

When he was done, Mo Ci wiped the sweat from his forehead, and while the other players were still cooking, he easily smiled at Duan Feng who was facing him outside the court.He pretended to make a V-shape with his hands, and hurriedly cleaned up the booth under Duan Feng's reminder.

Only then did they pull the flashing lights next to the booth, and asked the staff to pass the dishes to the judges.

Although Mo Ci took a short time, he was not the first to turn on the lantern.Several contestants stood beside the booth with their hands behind their backs calmly, waiting for the passage of time.

drop by drop...

With the sharp sound of the timer, all the players on the field stopped their movements at the same time.All the dishes were carefully labeled and sent to the jury with the names of the dishes.

Those who did not finish on time were directly eliminated, and there were only thirteen contestants who cooked dishes on the field.

The judges who had been waiting for a long time scanned the display trays in front of them calmly and compared them secretly.

The red, yellow and green dishes caught the eyes of the judges.

Hibiscus chicken slices, auspicious shrimp balls, slick shrimp slices, crispy fish sticks, grilled dried fish, shiitake mushrooms...all of them are hot dishes.

Furong chicken slices, with egg white as the main ingredient, served with fresh lotus root puree, stir-fried into flakes, hung with gravy sauce, the dish is milky white, shaped like "chicken slices", covered with a layer of red oil, the color is beautiful and elegant, and the texture is tender. Fresh taste.The first dish was elegant and generous, which whetted the appetite of the judges.Take the bamboo chopsticks and put them into the mouth a few times.

Auspicious shrimp balls are golden in color.Crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour, round like a ball.The two female judges stared round their eyes and scooped it into their mouths with small spoons.

The oil-slicked shrimp chips floated on a thin layer of oil, swimming like small shrimps, full of agility, lingering between the lips and teeth of the judges.

The crispy fish sticks are golden in color, the skin is crispy and the fish meat is delicious.

Grilled dried fish is charred, tender, beautiful in shape and attractive in aroma.

Mushrooms and vegetable seedlings... When they saw this most unremarkable dish, all the judges put down their chopsticks and looked at each other.

In contrast, the shiitake mushroom seedlings are the only vegetarian dish on the field.

The fresh and tender vegetable seedlings are eye-catching with eye-catching green, and the black mushroom slices are buckled on the vegetable seedlings in a loose structure, forming a harmonious aesthetic feeling.Compared with the previous big dishes, the shiitake mushrooms and vegetable seedlings are much inferior.

When the judges commented on this dish, they first put down their chopsticks and refused to eat, and then bowed their heads and whispered.This unusual change made the host on the field take the microphone, and with the doubts of the judges in the field, interviewed Mo Ci.

29. Fanwai: We met at that time

Spoiler: See you at that time ([-])

It was a midsummer full of cicadas chirping.

Mo Yan hugged his younger brother with tears on his face, and sat in the gazebo in front of the house.

The hot summer breeze swept over the green vines around the gazebo, dried the moisture on Mo Ci's face, and blew past the two brothers who were snuggling.

Outside the gazebo was the tireless cry of cicadas, and the sunlight filled the open space outside the gazebo, projecting straight on the unknown flowers and plants on the opposite side.

The wet feeling on the shoulders still exists, and the arm that is attached to the younger brother is constantly sweating.After the heat is over, it is the coolness of evaporation.

Mo Yan lowered his head slightly, and looked closer at his brother's palm-sized cheek.

The child who was still crying just now was quietly pillowing him, and put his upper body close to him.On the almost transparent white face, the two tears that were blown dry by the wind were particularly conspicuous.

Stretching out his palm, Mo Yan carefully opened the distance between the two of them, so as not to let his younger brother get hurt.

The child, who was tired from crying, suddenly moved, hiccupping and hiccupping again and again.The moving limbs didn't seem to feel the heat, and she leaned closer to herself, burying her face in his chest.After fidgeting for a while, he finally let go of his fleshy limbs, faltered, and fell back into a deep sleep.

When his younger brother settled down, Mo Yan helplessly put his hands on his head that had stopped crying, and stroked the soft hair of the child back and forth.

this brother...

It should be loved by everyone.

The young child has a lovely face, but a very stubborn personality.Mo Yan was in a trance for a while, and the words that his father yelled in the hall just now rang out.

Ah Ci...he didn't understand anything.

Mo Yan stopped the movements of his hands and began to feel distressed.

The mother who had just left was supposed to take his place and comfort the weak little brother in her arms.

However, his mother was gone, and no one would hold his younger brother in his arms at night like him, laying on the same pillow, intertwined breathing, and fell asleep together.

Brother, you should understand your father's suffering, and you should pretend you didn't hear anything, and accept the facts calmly.

This is the tragedy of being born into a wealthy family.

There is no freedom, and everything is based on the interests of the family.

Marriage has always been based on the equal interests of both parties.It is only natural for my father to marry again.

Brother shouldn't be so excited, shouldn't be so fiercely opposed...

He understands, he understands.

I understand that my brother doesn't want to be taken over by his father.

Such a simple child, except for the mother who left in the small sky, only himself and his father.

The feeling of strange people living in this house filled with strange smells...he didn't like it either.

Crying and screaming with my father, jumping up and down on the table with a hoarse voice, hoping that my father who has always loved me will agree not to marry.

Clutching the corner of his father's clothes tightly, he made his father compromise with his wet eyes.

Ah Ci, you shouldn't...

Grabbing Mo Ci's fleshy palm hanging by his side, he saw the red marks of strangulation on it.Mo Yan couldn't help stroking it gently, hoping that the bruise would disperse.

These traces reminded him of the days when he was sick a long time ago.

The clingy kid was holding onto the hem of his clothes tightly, unwilling to let go.She pressed her face tightly to his weak hand, unwilling to leave.

As if he was the only one in this world.

Ren's father and Mrs. Da came to dissuade him, but they didn't far away from letting go of the hem of his clothes.

Mo Yan, who was in a daze from the fever, didn't know that his little brother just stayed on his arm and spent the night on the hospital bed.

When I woke up, a ray of morning sunlight shone through the white window screens onto my face.

At that time, I realized that when I was sick, there were also people who worried like this, and they accompanied him like this, and spent it together...

The same young self felt an inexplicable warmth, moved, and unexpectedly woke up the younger brother who was snuggling up to him.

On weekdays, the clean little face was covered with crusted snot and tears.A colorful face full of surprises.

She leaned close to him and wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak because she cried for too long.

Such a pair of white and tender hands were full of strangulation marks, and the blood was concentrated together. When I touched them lightly, I could only hear my younger brother sucking in cold air.

In the days without a mother, it was the two of them leaning shoulder to shoulder, snuggling together, resisting the invasion of darkness.

The feeling of being connected by flesh and blood caused waves of pain in his heart.

But now, the child was crying loudly again, not wanting to compromise.Let everyone surround him, let his sky continue to be blue...

Naive and arrogant... what can I do with him?

Covered in sweat, Mo Yan patted Mo Ci's head, and stood up suddenly, his body was very stiff because he hadn't moved for a long time.Mo Yan shook a few times, and finally stood still.Holding the soft and weak body tightly in his arms, Mo Yan walked into the opposite house facing the scorching sun.

see you then ([-])

Although the younger brother resisted desperately and refused to wear a formal dress, he was pressed on the bed by Mrs. Da Shu Da and changed into a suit