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

Early the next morning, before dawn, Zhao Chong went out from home and came to Zhao Dezhu's house.

A big red happy word was pasted in all corners of the village, and a few cauldrons had been set up in the courtyard of Zhao Dezhu's house, and

more than a dozen people were busy working outside the courtyard.

"Master Xiao Zhao is here?"

After seeing Zhao Chong's cooking, everyone's senses of

Zhao Chong changed from the previous Xiao Chong to the current Master Zhao.

"You are all my elders, don't be so polite. Zhao Chong replied embarrassedly.

"What's wrong with us being elders? You have real skills, you must go to my house to help kill pigs during the Chinese New Year this year. An aunt in her fifties said with a smile.

"Okay, that's fine. Looking at such enthusiastic villagers, Zhao Chong had no choice but to agree, "I'll go to Uncle Zhuzi's side first, and I'll get ready."

Zhao Chong said goodbye to the villagers in front of him and walked straight into the house.

After seeing Zhao Chong coming, Zhao Dezhu hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a bag of Yuxi and a few pieces of candy.

"I'll leave it to you today

!" "Uncle, I don't smoke!" Zhao Chong was just about to return it, "Just eat a few pieces of candy." "

This is a cigarette, don't smoke it and take it back to your dad to smoke." Zhao Dezhu waved his hand. "When this time is over, I'll go see your father!" Seeing

this, Zhao Chong couldn't refuse, so he had to put it in his pocket.

"Uncle, shall we start now?" Zhao Chong took away the candy and cigarettes, and was embarrassed to continue standing, after all, he was here to help.

"Wait a minute, let's have some food first. Zhao Dezhu looked at the villagers who were busy around him, "You can't let them work hungry!" Today

is Zhao Feng's wedding day, and the people around him are busy, and it is estimated that they will be busy until noon to be able to rest, and if they don't eat something, they probably won't be able to stay up until the noon wedding banquet.

"Okay, then I'll make some!" Zhao Chong said and walked towards the cauldron in the courtyard.

Generally speaking, this kind of breakfast is very simple, it is generally enough to cook a pot of noodles, and anyone can do this kind of work, but now Zhao Chong has nothing else to do, so he simply starts making breakfast.

What Zhao Chong wants to do is boiled pot noodles, Zhao Dezhu has a lot of dishes at home, just take a little and you can use it.

If you just cook a bowl of noodles, it is estimated that these people can also eat it, but I don't know what to say behind the scenes.

Zhao Chong took some vegetables from the side, and as for the green onions, ginger and garlic, they were already on the shelf, so he didn't need to do it himself at all.

After chopping the green onions, ginger and garlic, Zhao Chong began to boil the oil.

When the oil is almost six or seven percent hot, Zhao Chong puts the green onions, ginger and garlic into the pot in turn, stir-frys, then adds light soy sauce, stir-fry the oyster sauce until fragrant, add some thirteen spices, and finally put some vegetables into it in turn ......

Soon, a burst of fragrance wafted out of the yard.

After those who were helping smelled the fragrance, they stopped what they were doing and subconsciously looked towards the source of the fragrance.

"It's

so fragrant, is this the beginning of cooking?" "No, it's not even five o'clock, how can anyone start cooking so quickly

?" "Could it be the breakfast that was made for us?" "How can the breakfast be so fragrant?" "

Who helped out at the house last time, and I ate noodles in the morning, what kind of delicious food did Dezhu make for us?".

The people who smelled the fragrance came over curiously, and when they saw Zhao Chong making boiled pot noodles, they were shocked again.

"Isn't this cooking? Is this underneath?" a middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Chong adding water to the pot, and instantly understood, "This seems to be a pot of noodles." "

Don't lie to me, I've been making pot noodles for decades, how can I ever be so fragrant?" said the woman in a flower gown standing beside him in surprise.

"Don't say it, I've been making noodles for decades, how can this Zhao Chong taste different from mine?"

Boiling pot noodles is not a particularly rare practice, almost every household will make it, and sometimes they are too lazy to cook, so they will make some boiling pot noodles to eat.

But who would have thought that Zhao Chong would be able to make the pot noodles so attractive?

You can smell the fragrance from afar!

These aunts stood next to the big iron pot as if they had forgotten their lives, greedily smelling the fragrance wafting from the pot.

Soon, someone walked in through the door, smelled the fragrance and involuntarily walked over.

"Big sister, what is delicious here?" A middle-aged man came nearby and sniffed his nose vigorously, "This smells so good

!" "Boiled pot noodles, don't bother me!" The aunt stared at the iron pot and couldn't help but wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"What are you kidding?" A few middle-aged people next to him poked their heads out and looked into the pot, "Hey, it's really a pot noodle, how can it be so fragrant?"

"How can it be? I eat boiled pot noodles every day at home, and I'm about to vomit, Master Xiao Zhao's boiled pot noodles, I feel like I can eat a few big bowls when I smell it." The man next to him said drooling.

"You haven't finished your work, and you still want to eat

?" "Yes, yes, let's go to work first!"

"You guys go! I'll wait here, what if it's not my turn?"

After arranging for someone to guard, the others reluctantly left, busy with their work.

But because of the relationship between the pot noodles, when they were allowed to work, they couldn't help but look towards the yard, and their stomachs screamed uncontrollably.

The people who came to help in the early morning didn't eat, and they felt that it was nothing to be hungry, but after smelling the pot noodles made by Zhao Chong, everyone couldn't wait by the pot now.

Huzi in the house was also attracted by this fragrance, and he was still decorating a new house with a few buddies, but after the fragrance wafted in, several people who were working in the house looked outside.

"Huzi, what are you doing?Why is it so fragrant!

" Huzi also smelled this aroma: "You stay here, I'll take a look!" Huzi

walked outside after speaking, and just saw Zhao Dezhu who had just come out of the house.

"Huzi, what are you doing?" Zhao Dezhu glanced at Huzi and asked.

"Uncle Zhuzi, who's cooking outside!" Huzi stared straight outside.

"Zhao Chong, is he making noodles for everyone?" Zhao Dezhu replied subconsciously.

"That's right, no wonder it's so fragrant!" Huzi's eyes lit up, and he was about to walk outside.

"I know that your kid's nose is smarter than a dog!" Zhao Dezhu glared at Huzi, "You can eat it in a while, what are you anxious about

?" "Uncle, I'm not in a hurry, what are you doing with the chopsticks?" Huzi looked at the chopsticks in Zhao Dezhu's hand, and said with a smile.