Don't fall in love with the professor

Cooking this kind of thing, once there is the first time, there will be the second time. Egg custard is a small attempt. This time, Zhong Kexing decided to make a more difficult one-preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Ordinary people want to cook a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, so they search for a recipe on the Internet and follow it directly, but Zhong Kexing is different. He first spent some time reading all the recipes that can be found on the Internet.

While watching, while making comparisons in my heart, I gradually discovered the problem.

Each recipe states something a little different.

For example, there are several versions such as 30 minutes, 40 minutes, and 50 minutes for the time to cook porridge.

There are also differences in the steps of adding ingredients. Some say to cook the porridge first, and then add lean meat and preserved eggs; some say to cook the porridge, preserved eggs and lean meat separately, and then mix them together; Two servings, one is cooked with the uncooked rice, and the other is put in before serving.

Most people who do scientific research have a bit of obsession and perfectionism, and Zhong Kexing is no exception.

A pot of porridge, in the process of stewing, I don’t know how many chemical reactions have occurred, such as time and the order of adding ingredients, are all important variables. If there is a slight change, the taste will change.

How to make it delicious, you have to try it to know.

He regarded cooking porridge as a scientific experiment. After reading these recipes, he instinctively sketched out several sets of plans in his head, and spent several hours trying them one by one.

Finally settled on a best practice.

The next morning, I went to Jiang Xiaocheng with the results.

On the way, Zhong Kexing talked with Jiang Xiaocheng on the phone, so he only knocked twice, and the door opened.

"I made porridge—what are you doing wearing a mask?" Zhong Kexing asked, noticing Jiang Xiaocheng's attire.

"It's nothing." Jiang Xiaocheng took a pair of slippers from the shelf and put them on the ground, and replied in a muffled voice.

Zhong Kexing often comes to Jiang Xiaocheng's house as a guest, and he knows most of what things are placed where.

He took the bowl from the kitchen with ease, put it on the dining table, and opened the food box.

Fragrant.

"You made this?" Jiang Xiaocheng looked surprised when he saw that the preserved egg and lean pork porridge looked good.

He can't wear a mask while eating. He has already taken off the mask at this time, but his chin is still depressed.

Zhong Kexing hummed, "It's very badly cooked, you—"

After a pause, as if he suddenly discovered something, he asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

Jiang Xiaocheng noticed his gaze, raised his hand to cover his face tightly, and said evasively, "It's okay, it's just a little swollen."

"Let me see."

"stop looking."

"Don't block, let me see."

Zhong Ke walked over, stood still in front of Jiang Xiaocheng, pushed his hand away, raised his chin again, and turned left and right to look at him.

"It's swollen, but it's okay, did you apply cold compresses last night?"

Jiang Xiaocheng watched Zhong Kexing's face, discerned his expression carefully, and asked, "Don't you think it's funny?"

Zhong Kexing was puzzled: "Why do you find it funny?"

He paused, then returned to his normal tone.

"Is it because the left cheek is swollen and looks asymmetrical? This is a normal physiological phenomenon and it will disappear in a few days."

Jiang Xiaocheng was taken aback.

In the morning, when he went out to take out the garbage, he happened to run into some children playing downstairs. When those children saw him, they pointed to his face and laughed.

Children are innocent and innocent, Jiang Xiaocheng naturally doesn't take their ridicule to heart, besides, when he himself looks in the mirror in the bathroom, he also finds it funny.

But he selfishly didn't want to face Zhong Kexing with such a bad image, so he wore a mask.

Unexpectedly, when Zhong Kexing saw his appearance, he not only had a hint of fun, but also expressed relief.

For a while, my heart was surging.

He just looked at him with blank eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I have a meeting on Monday, my face is swollen like this, and I have to see clients."

"It might be gone on Monday."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"If you don't need it, you don't need it."

"That's embarrassing."

"As long as I don't feel embarrassed, they are the ones who are embarrassed."

It was a rare scene for Zhong Kexing to tell jokes. Jiang Xiaocheng covered the left side of his face and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Okay," Zhong Kexing was afraid that he would involve the wound again, so he only said five words, "Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, it will be cold in a while."

Chef Zhong couldn't help but join in the cooking. Jiang Xiaocheng picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip.

As if he couldn't believe it, he took another bite, then raised his head and asked, "You really did this?"

"Well, isn't it delicious?"

Jiang Xiaocheng nodded persistently, "It's delicious, better than mine."

With a puzzled look on his face, he asked, "How did you do it? Why doesn't it smell fishy at all?"

"Use ginger to remove fishy smell. Cut ginger into shreds, soak it in water to make ginger juice, then put meat and preserved eggs into the sauce, the fishy smell will be reduced."

"Then why isn't the porridge white?"

"Because preserved eggs are boiled with rice, the color will be darker and the aroma will be stronger if you boil them for a long time. Put some preserved eggs in before serving, and the taste will be good."

Cooking is something that can only be summed up by doing more.

Jiang Xiaocheng likes to eat, and also likes to cook and ponder by himself. He has accumulated some experience. When he is with Zhong Kexing, he often talks about it as a topic of chatting with Zhong Kexing.

Nowadays, it's the other way around, probably when you're with someone you like, you'll unconsciously pick up the other person's habits.

Seven days passed quickly, and Zhong Kexing accompanied Jiang Xiaocheng to the hospital to have the stitches removed.

Jiang Xiaocheng went to see the doctor, and Zhong Kexing waited outside.

Within a few minutes, the man came out.

"How is it? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

This wisdom tooth was often inflamed before, and now it has finally been removed, which can be regarded as a solution to a big hidden danger.

Jiang Xiaocheng was so happy that he even talked more. In the corridor of the hospital, he talked to Zhong Kexing with great interest:

"I was a little scared at first, but I didn't expect the doctor to finish it in a few clicks."

He was originally born upright with fair skin, but now he smiles so softly and warmly that people can't move their eyes away.

Zhong Kexing said, "That's good."

In the hospital a few days ago, Zhong Kexing's words "I want to take care of you" still echoed in his ears, and Jiang Xiaocheng could feel his intentions.

"These days, thank you, I... Let me treat you to a barbecue."

Because it was sincere, I felt a little awkward, so I said my gratitude quickly and softly.

In order to maintain the wound, Jiang Xiaocheng has been eating porridge and light vegetables for several days, and now he no longer has to restrict his food, of course he has to eat a hearty meal.

What's more, Zhong Kexing has been caring and taking care of Jiang Xiaocheng these days, and Jiang Xiaocheng also wants to treat him well.

After roasting the meat, put it on Zhong Kexing's plate, "This lamb looks good, eat more."

Seeing him busy, Zhong Kexing said, "You eat too."

Before they knew it, most of the dishes on the table had been wiped out, and the two of them ordered tea to digest their food.

Zhong Kexing said: "In a few days, I'm going to another place for a meeting, can I send the search to you?"

Jiang Xiaocheng has been able to take care of Xun Xun with ease, and he agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, when?"

"Eighteen, two days for NO.19."

"Eighteen, nineteen..." Jiang Xiaocheng repeated in a murmur, "Wait a minute, let me see."

Picking up the phone, flipped through the schedule, frowned and said, "I'm going on a business trip on the 19th, NO.[-], and I'm not at home."

He raised his head and said apologetically, "Is there any other way?"

Zhong Kexing said: "It doesn't matter, two days is not long, you can put it in a pet shop for foster care."

Jiang Xiaocheng smiled lightly and said, "That's good."

Hey, and asked again: "Where are you going to have a meeting? I'm going to Shanghai."

"Shanghai."

The word "Shanghai" is almost unanimous.

Both of them were startled.

They all felt that something should be said, but they couldn't open their mouths, and they fell silent for a while.

Zhong Kexing held the water glass in both hands, pondered for a moment, and said, "Shanghai...I have been there twice, and there are also many delicacies."

Jiang Xiaocheng said: "Really? I have been to Shanghai too, but it was because of work, I came and went in a hurry, and I didn't even visit the Bund."

Zhong Kexing heard what he said, and suggested: "No. 20 is the weekend, if you have nothing to do, we can stay in Shanghai for a day."

Jiang Xiaocheng also meant this, but he was afraid that Zhong Kexing would have his own business, so he didn't mention it.

"Is it okay? Will it cause you trouble? Actually, it doesn't matter, don't delay your work. "

After the words were out of my mouth, I felt as if I was refusing, and added: "I also want to stay for a day."

"Without delaying work, the meeting will end on the afternoon of the 19th."

While talking, Zhong Kexing picked up his mobile phone and sent the meeting schedule to Jiang Xiaocheng.

"Your business is over. You can come to me, or I can come to you. If you have enough time, you can go to the Bund to see the night view on the night of the 19th."

"Okay," Jiang Xiaocheng smiled, "Is there anywhere else I can go?"

Zhong Kexing said: "There are many, such as Sinan Road, Jing'an Temple, Town God's Temple, Science and Technology Museum, Pedestrian Street..."

Jiang Xiaocheng saw that he gave so many examples, so he asked, "Have you been to all these places?"

"Some places have been, some haven't."

"Then...we can go where you haven't been."

"Okay, but it's only one day, and the time is tight."

"It's okay, it's just the two of us anyway, just walk around..."

The two of them were making lively plans here, but when they actually arrived in Shanghai, they didn't care about any place.