I conquer the daily life of the protagonist group with food

"Preserved eggs?" It was the first time Dashi heard of this ingredient, and so did the others. Seeing that they were all curious, Jiang Cheng took out a whole preserved egg.

When they peeled off the shell, they saw a black egg that was a circle larger than an egg. The black color looked crystal clear, and there were cypress-like white silk patterns on it. It just looked very beautiful.

It's just that Kikumaru came closer and smelled a pungent smell, and asked suspiciously in his tone.

"Wow, this smell doesn't seem very pleasant, Dachengcheng, are you sure it's not bad?"

He always felt that the ingredients seemed to have gone bad judging from the color and taste.

"It's not bad. It's the same taste. The scientific name is preserved egg. It's made of duck eggs. I know that most people may not accept the taste, so I cut it into small cubes and put it in the porridge. In fact, it can be cold or mixed. Eat it directly, but I think it tastes better when cooked in porridge." As he spoke, Jiang Cheng filled the porridge for Ying Er and handed it over.

"Preserved egg porridge with lean meat is delicious, please try it first, Eiji."

Ju Wan took a sip with a suspicious look, and brought the steaming hot porridge, the white crystal clear boiled soft glutinous rice, with the slightly pink and tender lean meat, the moment he drank it, his stomach became pale. The warm, slightly salty taste is not like the sweet taste of rice porridge. The salty smell does not seem to be the taste brought by salt, but comes from the black preserved egg just mentioned, which is finely chopped The diced preserved egg has become the most important finishing touch of a bowl of porridge. It is delicate and dense, making the porridge overflowing with fragrance.

The unique taste of preserved egg may be unacceptable to eat directly, but it is very popular when used to make porridge. Compared with sweet porridge, eating some salty porridge in the morning will make people appetite more, especially if it is served with Fried dough sticks, Dashi listened to Jiang Cheng's suggestion.

He soaked the sliced ​​fried dough sticks in the porridge for a while, and the soaked fried dough sticks did not have that crispy texture, but instead had a soft and firm taste with a fusion of porridge aroma.

Bu Er liked this porridge so much that he silently wrote down the name.

Others ate the deep-fried dough sticks that people in Qingxue have been longing for. It turns out that deep-fried dough sticks taste like this, fluffy, soft and crispy. Not only does it taste good, but even the yellow color looks very attractive.

It wasn't until everyone was satisfied with a copy that Dashi realized that A-gan seemed to have never seen him.

"Huh? It seems that I haven't seen A-gan this morning."

Taocheng swallowed a mouthful of fritters and said.

"When I woke up in the morning, I saw Senior Qian was still sleeping, he must be a poisonous snake."

Haitang, who was in a tent, also thought about it for a while and opened his mouth.

"In the morning, I saw that the senior seemed to get up to go to the toilet, and he felt that something was wrong when he came back. Maybe he is not feeling well and still sleeping?"

Dashi heard Kaitang say that he was not feeling well, so he went to his tent with some worries.

When I went in, I found that Qian had covered his head with a quilt, which looked very abnormal.

Dashi approached and called him in a low voice.

"Gan? Are you okay?"

Soon there was a small sound from inside the quilt.

"Well, it's fine."

Although Qian Zhenzhi responded, Dashi felt that it was still very abnormal, and he was even more worried about it.

"Is Agan really okay? Your behavior today is abnormal."

Gan Zhenzhi, who was hiding in the quilt, felt that it was not a good idea to go on like this, so after hesitating for a moment, he lifted the quilt and sat up.

Dashi looked at the square-frame glasses he wore even when he was sleeping, and he still wears them now, but he spoke seriously.

"Dashi, what did Ah Cheng make for breakfast this morning?"

The sudden question stunned Dashi slightly. He thought that something had happened to A-gan, but he didn't expect that the first sentence he uttered was about breakfast. Dashi, who was confused, still answered over him.

"Acheng made deep-fried dough sticks and lean meat porridge."

This answer was obviously beyond Gan Zhenzhi's expectation. In the morning, Ah Cheng obviously held a black egg in his hand, and he must be adding it to the dish. How could there be no such thing according to what Dashi said?

Not logical!

At this moment, Qian Zhenzhi suddenly realized, is it difficult?Is the black egg in Ah Cheng's hand specially made for him?

Once he accepted this setting, Qian Zhenzhi fell into this idea and couldn't get out. He tentatively asked Dashi.

"Didn't Ah Cheng do something strange?"

Dashi didn't understand what Agan meant at all, and felt that he was weird today, so he said helplessly.

"Strange thing? No, Agan, what do you want to ask? The breakfast made by Acheng is still very delicious. Today he also took out an ingredient that we have never seen before. He said he pickled it himself. It tastes delicious. Very good! If you don't have any discomfort, get up and wash up quickly, Acheng has left you some food."

Hearing Oishi's words, Gan Zhenzhi suddenly grasped the point. Could it be that the ingredients he had never seen before were the ones he saw in the morning?

He pushed his glasses, took out his notebook from under the pillow, and spoke in a normal tone.

"Could Dashi tell me the color of the ingredients I've never seen before?" Although Gan Zhenzhi's tone sounded normal, he was eagerly looking forward to the answer. If the ingredients he had never seen before were the ones he saw, then I feel relieved.

Dashi was confused by his inexplicable questions one after another, so he spoke in detail angrily.

"It's black. Ah Cheng said it's called preserved egg. It's pickled with duck eggs. Alright, Agan, you've been delayed for a long time. You're going to start training soon."

Hearing this, Gan Zhenzhi finally got the answer he wanted, and then let out a long sigh of relief. It turned out that he was scaring himself, so I said that Ah Cheng didn't seem like a person who would use dark cooking to get revenge.

Outside the tent, Jiang Cheng saw that Dashi called Agan to come out and beckoned him over. He specially left two fried dough sticks and a bowl of porridge for him, which were still warm and could be eaten directly.

Qian Zhenzhi ate black small ding in the preserved egg and lean meat porridge. It seemed that this was the ingredient he saw in the morning. Seeing him staring at the preserved egg, Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows and joked with a smirk.

"Hey? Agan, you woke up very early this morning to go to the bathroom, but I wonder what you ran for in the end?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's joke, Qian Zhenzhi stopped abruptly with his hand holding the spoon, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and made some excuses out of context.

"Just, I'm just in a hurry to go back and sleep in the cage."

Jiang Cheng continued the conversation playfully.

"Well, I thought you were afraid of me."

Of course, it is impossible for Qian Zhenzhi to admit that he is afraid that Jiang Cheng will take dark revenge for what he did before, he said in a natural tone.

"No, I just saw that you worked hard to get up so early and prepare breakfast, Ah Cheng."

Jiang Cheng held back his laughter and coughed lightly.

"So that's the case, I misunderstood, but does Ah-gan think the porridge is delicious?"

During the questioning, Gan Zhenzhi drank the porridge again, praising while drinking.

"It's delicious. This kind of salty porridge is really good, and the taste is also very special."

At this moment, Jiang Cheng directly put the preserved egg that he had just shown to everyone in front of A-gan.

"The salty taste is because of the addition of this! Agan, you can try one, it tastes good without adding it to the porridge, I think you will like it!"

? !

Gan Zhenzhi saw that black egg was very close to him, and he could smell the unknown and pungent smell. Are you kidding me, is this something added to the porridge?It obviously smells so evil, but now Ah Cheng actually let him taste one.

Zhenzhi was so frightened that he drank the remaining porridge in one gulp, and before he had time to taste the two deep-fried dough sticks slowly, he picked them up one by one and ran away. Sure enough, Ah Cheng is still holding grudges!

He said as he ran away quickly.

"Well, Ah Cheng, the training is about to start, I'm going to be late, see you later!"

Gan Sadaharu ran towards the court in a hurry, and everyone was a little baffled by his abnormal appearance.

Kikumaru asked suspiciously.

"Agan, what's the matter?"

Dashi didn't understand him anyway.

"I don't know, he's been saying some weird things since just now, and his behavior is also very abnormal."

Echizen said with interest.

"Hey—it's rare to see a senior who is calm at all times and panicked at times."

Bu Er put one hand on his chin and asked Oishi.

"Did Agan say something strange?"

"Yeah, he asked me what Ah Cheng did this morning, and the color of the preserved egg. I really don't understand what he's thinking." Dashi simply repeated it to everyone.

Taocheng also came over and said.

"Ah, the senior woke up very early this morning, but when he came back, he seemed to be in a panic."

Combining the clues they said, Bu Er immediately laughed clearly.

"I see."

For Fuji's understanding, the others were full of curiosity, and Dashi opened his mouth in puzzlement.

"No, what do you know?"

Although Fuji was guessing, he explained to them in a firm tone.

"I think it's because he went out in the morning and saw the preserved eggs that Acheng took out. He thought it was something like dry juice. He was worried that Acheng was still holding grudges about the dry juice, so he was very disturbed."

"Huh? Senior Gan actually thinks that Senior Jiangcheng cooks dark dishes?" Taocheng couldn't believe it.

Echizen was also speechless and immediately answered.

"Senior Qian is completely overwhelmed. It is impossible for senior Jiangcheng to do such a thing. Well, senior Jiangcheng is very serious about ingredients, so how could he waste things?"

Kikumaru also agrees with the little one's words, but thinks of dry juice.

"In the future, Agan must not be allowed to harm Dachengcheng with dried juice!"

"That is to say, Senior Qian can't be asked to take that thing out." Taocheng also agreed with this proposal.

Dashi thought too far.

"I'm worried that A-gan got inspiration from preserved eggs again."

Crowd: ...?

For a while, everyone looked at Dashi with their hips on their hips, and Kikumaru said furiously.

"Oshi! Can you stop the poisonous milk?"

"Senior Dashi, it would be terrible if Senior Gan heard what you said and got the information!" Taocheng said while looking around for Senior Gan, afraid that he would suddenly appear from behind with a notebook.