I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

Zhao Bo's family.

As soon as Zhao Chong and Zhao Hao walked in, they heard a woman nagging.

"You're such a big person, what are you doing staying at home every day?"

"Staying up late at night and not sleeping at night, not getting up for breakfast during the day? Are you going to grow maggots in your home? "

You're thirty years old, is it worth it for a woman?"

The middle-aged woman scolded at the door, and just saw Zhao Chong and Zhao Hao walking in.

"Xiao Chong, Xiao Hao, are you here?" The middle-aged woman hurriedly put on a smiling face, "Come in and sit, don't stand." Soon,

the middle-aged woman beckoned Zhao Chong and the two into the house.

"Auntie, where is my brother?" Zhao Chong couldn't help but glance towards the room, "It won't be that you haven't gotten up yet!" "

Let's leave him alone, love what." The middle-aged woman said helplessly, "I woke up this morning, he was still playing games, and he didn't get up to eat at noon. "

It's okay, you go and persuade him, it's all thirty, and he doesn't even look at the blind date he introduced to him." I'm really. The more the middle-aged woman spoke, the more angry she became, "This stinky boy seems to be fascinated by that vixen." "

Then you can't skip eating!" Zhao Hao said worriedly, "Otherwise, I'll persuade you?"

"There you go!" Zhao Chong looked at Zhao Hao and said, "I'll go over in a while."

Zhao Hao nodded, got up and walked out.

"Auntie, don't be angry, it'll be fine in a few days." Zhao Chong comforted Zhao Bo's mother and said, "It's normal to be out of love.

"It's normal, but it's been almost a year, and it hasn't slowed down yet?" Zhao Bo's mother said angrily, "In the past few days, I heard that the fox spirit is getting married, and I haven't eaten for a few days, I'm afraid this person will be hungry."

"Isn't he hungry?" Zhao Chong said curiously.

"I don't know!" Zhao Bo's mother looked helpless, "Xiao Chong, do you have anything to do?"

"This, I really can't help this, I haven't fallen out of love, I don't know what the situation is..."Zhao Chong touched his head helplessly.

If it's something else, I might have a way, but after falling out of love, I don't eat...

I don't think I've experienced it either!

"I'm thinking now that he can eat, and if this continues, I'm afraid he will have three longs and two shorts." Zhao Bo's mother said worriedly, "Actually, I have a way, I have to ask Xiao Chong to help me."

"How?" Zhao Chong looked at Zhao Bo's mother and asked puzzled.

"You help the eldest lady cook some food!" Zhao Bo's mother said slowly.

"This..." Zhao Chong thought that the other party had any other good way, but he didn't expect to let himself cook?

It's not that hard, but is it really possible?

"What? Is there a problem? Zhao Bo's mother looked at Zhao Chong, "I can't help it."

"The question is, no problem, but is this method reliable?" Zhao Chong said helplessly, "I just do ten, and it's no problem to do a hundred, but my brother Bo is sick of heart!"

"What kind of heart disease is not heart disease, I don't believe that he is not hungry, the vegetable lady you made has eaten at Wang Dezhu's house." Zhao Bo's mother seemed to be reminiscing, "Who doesn't want to eat a few more bites of that smell?"

"Let me tell you, there is a person in our village who has anorexia called it, since the last time he ate the food you cooked, guess what? Now I can eat three big steamed buns in one meal.

When Zhao Chong heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Do you still have this effect when you cook your own food?

This is too evil.

In the end, at the invitation of Zhao Bo's mother, Zhao Chong couldn't shirk it.

"Okay, I'll try!" Zhao Chong agreed.

"Thank you so much, auntie." Zhao Bo's mother got up and took Zhao Chong to the kitchen.

Zhao Bo's family has a complete set of dishes, including pork ribs, mackerel, tenderloin, and even elbows.

"I bought it all for you to eat, but after I made it, people weren't interested at all." Zhao Bo's mother was sorting out the dishes on the side, "Xiao Chong, what are you going to do?" "

Braised pork ribs, braised mackerel, dry pot cauliflower!" Zhao Chong glanced at a few dishes in front of him and said.

"Good, good!" Zhao Bo's mother promised to come down.

She had eaten braised pork ribs, at the wedding banquet of Zhao Dezhu's family, but because other people were fast, Zhao Bo's mother also ate a piece.

Now seeing Zhao Chong making braised pork ribs, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Zhao Chong blanched the chopped pork ribs in a pot, then added green onions and ginger, and poured in some cooking wine to remove the smell.

After the foam came out, Zhao Chong picked up a spoon to skim off the foam, and then took it out to dry.

In this way, the pork ribs are not easy to splash oil when stir-frying, and they are easy to hang on with sugar.

"Auntie, find me two pieces of rock candy!" Zhao Chong turned around and said.

"Cheng, you wait!" Zhao Bo's mother hurriedly turned around and quickly brought a packet of white sugar.

The first step of braised pork ribs is to fry the sugar color, so that the fried pork ribs are beautiful and flavorful, and there will be a hint of sweetness in the meat aroma.

"Xiao Chong, where did you learn this craft?" Zhao Bo's mother couldn't help but praise on the side, "Since you burned the big banquet, you have become famous in our village, and I, the eldest lady, have also been stained with you." "

It's just nothing to figure it out." Zhao Chong watched the sugar in the pot turn yellowish, and then put the ribs down.

Then add the green onion and ginger star anise, and continue to stir-fry.

Soon each pork rib is hung with sugar, then add water, cooking wine, light soy sauce, oyster sauce, and continue to stir-fry.

Soon a smell of meat spread through the kitchen, and Zhao Bo's mother couldn't help but take a second look, staring at the ribs in the pot.

Zhao Chong finally added water, covered the pot, and brought to a boil over high heat.

"Brother Chong, why are you cooking?" Zhao Hao walked into the kitchen at this time, and after seeing Zhao Chong cooking, he shouted excitedly.

"Didn't you go to Bogo? What do you think? Zhao Chong wiped his hands, and after seeing that the pot was boiling, he turned it to low heat and asked.

"Don't mention it, Brother Bo can't afford it, and oil and salt can't be entered." Zhao Hao hung his head and said, "I'm out of line."

"Just wait!" Zhao Bo's mother brought a stool for Zhao Hao to sit down.

Zhao Hao sat down suspiciously, completely unable to understand what this meant.

Aren't you here to enlighten Bogo?

How is it served?

Zhao Chong didn't delay the time, the ribs needed to be stewed for a while, and it was just at this time that the braised mackerel was made.

Fortunately, the mackerel in Zhao Bo's house has been cleaned up, which also saves Zhao Chong a lot of trouble.

Place the mackerel on a cutting board and change the knife on both sides so that it can be easily flavored when cooking.

Heat the oil, and when the oil is boiling, put the mackerel in the pan.

To fry mackerel, you have to wait for a while, wait until the shape is set, and then continue to turn over and fry for a while, and fry both sides until golden brown, and then remove from the pan.

Zhao Chong's oil for frying fish is poured into a bowl, and the oil after frying the fish will be very fishy, and it can't be cooked, so it can only be used to fry the fish next time.

Then restart the pot, heat the oil, add the dried chili, green onion and ginger, and the ingredients, stir-fry until fragrant, and then put the mackerel in.

Soon, the smell of fish came.

When Zhao Chong was cooking, a tall and thin man appeared outside the window and looked directly at Zhao Chong.