portable space

After returning home, Zhang Taiping taught Cai Yazhi how to use a rice cooker and used it to steam rice at noon.

After cleaning the inside, Zhang Taiping said to Cai Yazhi: "This rice cooker is easy to use. There are only two buttons on it. When the red light is on, it means it is cooking. When the green light is on, it means it has been cooked and is being kept at a constant temperature."

After hearing this, Cai Yazhi asked: "Is it that simple?"

Zhang Taiping smiled and said: "Otherwise, how difficult would you think it would be? And after you put the rice and water in and cover the pot, you don't have to worry about it. After steaming, it will automatically jump to the green light to keep it warm."

Cai Yazhi nodded: "It's much easier to steam rice with this."

"Not only is it simple, rice cookers steaming rice will not cause the phenomenon of burning on the bottom like large pots." Generally, it is difficult to control the heat and amount of water when steaming rice in a large pot, and often a layer of burnt residue will be left on the bottom of the pot.

If the rice is lightly cooked, you can sprinkle some salt on it and eat it as crispy rice, but the eyes will immediately turn black. There will often be a phenomenon where the bottom is burnt and the top is still soft. Rice steamed in a large pot rarely has that effect.

Plant rice that is just right, neither soft nor hard.

"Yeah, then this one is the best. In the past, it was a pity that the bottom of the pot was burnt." Cai Yazhi also said with a little joy.

Seeing her starting to add water, Zhang Taiping said: "One bowl of rice and three bowls of water, don't add more or less. Add a little alkali in it."

Cai Yazhi nodded: "I know this."

Zhang Taiping continued: "Pour some clear oil and soju on top."

"Huh?" Cai Yazhi turned around and looked at Zhang Taiping and said, "What are you pouring soju for?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "The rice steamed with a little bit of soju will bring out the aroma of wine, which is very mouth-watering. And pouring some oil is to form an oil film on the surface to prevent it from overflowing when it boils, and the rice

It also brings a little bit of oily fragrance.”

After putting the rice in, plugging in the electricity and closing the lid of the pot, Zhang Taiping personally went to the kitchen and cooked a few dishes on the induction cooker at noon today. Cai Yazhi was there to help, teaching her how to use the various functions of the induction cooker while cooking.

I made eight meat and four vegetarian dishes. The four meat dishes were braised pork with pickled vegetables, twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour fish, and beef stew. The four vegetarian dishes were scrambled eggs with leeks, braised eggplant, cucumbers with garlic, and green vegetables and mushrooms.

When a table of eight dishes is served, I won't say that they are all delicious and tasty, but they are enough to whet your appetite.

The family sat around the big table. The old man tasted the sweet and sour fish with the strongest aroma first, nodded and said: "Not bad!" After the old man finished speaking, everyone started to use chopsticks. This is an unwritten rule when eating in the family.

There are no rules when it comes to eating. For a reunion dinner like this where the whole family sits together, as long as the old man is at the head of the table, these rules will be followed.

The first thing Fan Ming picked up was the sweet and sour fish that looked very attractive in color, freshness and taste. The fish was the black fish caught by Zhang Taiping in the space. The meat was delicious and tender. Coupled with Zhang Taiping's pretty good craftsmanship, he immediately

It conquered her taste buds.

"Yeah, Sister Cai is showing off her skills today. This fish is so delicious."

Cai Yazhi said with a smile: "It's not me who cooked today, it's all your brother Zhang's credit." But she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, with an expression of honor and happiness.

"Big brother made it? Big brother is such a good cook? Why didn't you know this before?" Not only Fan Ming was surprised, the old man also looked at Zhang Taiping in slight surprise.

"Zhizhi." Wukong shouted anxiously outside the table while everyone was enjoying their meal.

Before eating, Cai Yazhi had already placed food for the three big dogs and Wukong. She specially made a small plastic bowl for it, filled it with some food and placed it on the low table next to it so that it could eat alone.

"What do you want to do?" Fan Ming asked with a deliberately serious face.

Wukong hid towards Zhang Taiping and pointed at the stools where everyone was sitting, meaning he wanted to make stools too.

If Zhang Taiping and several people were eating, Zhang Taiping would have made a bench for them. But now the oldest person on the table is the old man. He looked at the old man and waited for his decision.

The old man smiled and said, "Just give it a bench and see how smart this little guy is."

Zhang Taiping moved a bench for it, and it moved it and placed it between Yaya and Tiantian. It was too short, and only its head was exposed when sitting there. Cai Yazhi gave it to the two girls while picking up food.

Put some in the bowl too.

After Wukong sat on the bench, he didn't start eating. Instead, he was waiting for a pair of chopsticks, but no one knew what he needed. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the little guy jumped off the bench and ran to the kitchen. In front of everyone

When they looked at each other, they came back with a pair of chopsticks in their hands.

"Ah, it wants to use chopsticks!" Fan Ming was the first to laugh.

Its move scared everyone at the table. Even the old man stopped temporarily, watching what its next move would be.

Wukong grasped the chopsticks tightly and poked at his small bowl for a while but couldn't get anything into his mouth. He was so anxious that he just didn't give up the chopsticks. It was rare for him to have such great perseverance.

It's just that you really can't succeed by forcing yourself. In the end, I couldn't eat anything in my mouth. I raised my head and looked at Yaya and Tiantian holding various dishes with chopsticks flexibly, looking at everyone with aggrieved faces.

Fan Ming finally couldn't stand it anymore and laughed and said: "You idiot, this is not how to hold chopsticks." Then he went over to teach it the correct way to hold chopsticks.

Wukong's learning ability has to be admired. Fan Ming taught him twice and he learned it. Then he awkwardly picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. Finally he had it in his mouth. He jumped on the stool when he was excited.

Just dancing.

Fan Ming said with a straight face: "Sit down!"

Sometimes Fan Ming's words are more effective than Zhang Taiping's. Wukong obediently sat on the bench again, holding the food in the bowl with chopsticks in one hand and sending it to the throne, while holding it underneath with the other hand to prevent it from falling.

After finishing eating, the Wukong in the bowl will scream, and then Cai Yazhi will refill it.

This meal was full of fun with Wukong, the little guy who makes people happy, and it took more than two hours to eat.

After it was over, the little girls sat on the chairs and held their bellies, eating to their fullest! The food was delicious for one reason, and the mood was good and interesting for another reason. Wukong also followed the example of the other little girls and lay down on the chairs and caressed his bellies.

When cleaning up the dishes, he saw Ye Ling helping Cai Yazhi clean up the bowls. Wukong also jumped down from the chair, found his own bowl, squatted next to the basin and washed it gracefully like Ye Ling did. After washing,

He even raised it above his head to see if it was clean, then picked it up and put it on the cabinet cover.

In the afternoon, Zhang Taiping and Cai Yazhi went to the cornfield with hoes, and they dug rows along the ground where the seedlings had emerged.

When she came back in the evening, Cai Yazhi went in to cook, and Zhang Taiping moved a chair to enjoy the cool air in the yard. He also held a piece of wood and a carving knife in his hand. Sometimes he looked at the swallows coming back late, but at the swarms of swallows.

The chickens and ducks were returning to the shed. The carving knife moved randomly, and a wooden sculpture appeared. The body was carved, but when it reached the head, the knife was still not used.

He closed his eyes and thought about it. For some people, some things would become blurred in their minds so quickly. Even the face that haunted his dreams in the past was blurred. Zhang Taiping opened his eyes and took the unfinished wood carving into the space and sighed.

I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Wukong, who was squatting next to him, seemed to be infected by him, with a rare look of sadness in his eyes as he looked dreamily in the direction of Nanshan.

It wasn't until Ye Ling came behind him that Zhang Taiping suddenly woke up and recovered from the unknown sadness.

Ye Ling stood behind him and asked softly: "Master, what's on your mind?"

Zhang Taiping smiled, shook his head, stroked her head and asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

Ye Ling smiled sweetly: "Well, this is my home."

Zhang Taiping also laughed and said: "Yes, this is your home. Come, sit down and talk with the master." When Ye Ling sat down on a stool beside him, Zhang Taiping asked again, "I will help you to adjust your body."

How's it going?"

Ye Ling said: "Grandpa said that after a few days of pharmacological conditioning, you can slowly start to lay a solid foundation."

Zhang Taiping thought for a while and then asked: "Do you want to learn swordsmanship or swordsmanship?"

Ye Ling replied without hesitation: "Of course I am learning sword skills from the master."

Zhang Taiping looked at the inexplicable determination in her eyes and knew that she was trying to please him, but she wanted to learn sword skills from the bottom of her heart. He laughed and said: "Then learn sword skills. You must know the master

His fighting style is inherited from the best swordsman in the world during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China."

"Before learning the sword technique, you have to learn other boxing techniques to nourish your blood and lay the foundation. I wonder if you want to learn the above boxing techniques or kicking techniques?" Zhang Taiping asked with a smile.

Ye Ling showed a rare eccentric and clever look, holding his fists and saying softly: "It all depends on the master."

Zhang Taiping stroked her hair and said, "You are smart enough to kick the ball to the master."

Ye Lingjiao smiled and stuck out her tongue: "If you have a master's heart, you will definitely choose the one that is most suitable for Ling'er to study. It is much better than Ling'er choosing by himself."

Zhang Taiping was deep in thought, wondering which boxing technique would be suitable for laying the foundation for her. Ye Ling, on the other hand, supported her chin with both hands and looked at the master in deep thought.

It wasn't until Xing Rushui came out that Ye Ling stood up and ran into the house with a red face. Xing Rushui looked at her back and smiled thoughtfully.

Sitting on the stool where Ye Ling had been sitting just now, he closed his eyes and enjoyed this peaceful time that was about to end.