In the past, when I was cooking in the space, I occasionally ate shabu shabu water, and the dirty water from washing bacon.

They are all poured out of the space.

But now, the dirty water cannot be handled in the guest room.

So now Luo Xuan would rather pay 30 cents of charcoal to deal with kitchen waste.

Prepare ingredients.

Luo Xuan began to wash the bacon and pick the ears.

Tonight, Luo Xuan planned to make a dish of bacon and stir-fried ear roots, and then make a bowl of Muslim Soup.

One meat and one vegetable, that's fine.

"Oh, this little comrade, you are so diligent when you go out and cook, so you don't feel troublesome?"

The Black Old Waist’s guesthouse can provide tourists with simple meals a day.

At the same time, passengers can also choose to pay a little charcoal.

Borrow the equipment in the kitchen and cook your own meals.

Luo Xuan is busy with work,

A voice sounded in the kitchen: "Hey, I said, this little comrade, can you give it to me if you have washed the bacon?"

Turning his head and looking,

But he was a tall and thin middle-aged man, smiling at him with a humble face.

Luo Xuan asked casually: "The water that has washed the bacon is dirty and greasy, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man smiled embarrassedly, "I, I am useful anyway. If you don't need this water for bacon, can you give it to me?"

You're welcome to see the other party saying it.

Luo Xuan lifted the cleaned bacon out of the wooden basin.

Then he left the basin of water in place and spoke to the middle-aged man, "If you need it, take it. This is the second time of the water you have washed. At least it is much cleaner than the first time."

"Thanks!"

After the middle-aged man thanked him repeatedly, he took out two hard mixed buns from the briefcase he was carrying.

He picked up Luo Xuan, the bacon of water that had just washed the bacon, and walked straight to a small pot.

Then he sat there and began to break the firewood as thick as his thumb.

Then stack it neatly on one side.

Judging from this attitude, he is preparing to heat the steamed buns with fire.

"Hey, this little comrade, do you eat folded ear roots and not leaves?"

The middle-aged man cleaned up the firewood and cleaned it up, but he had no intention of making a fire.

He just sat on the small stool, staring at Luo Xuan Zai there in a hurry, busy cleaning up the folded ears.

When you go out, meeting each other is fate.

This middle-aged man, since he came in, was very humble in his words and behavior.

Even with a hint of humility that cannot be concealed.

So when he heard him ask, Luo Xuan replied politely: "I plan to stir-fry the folded ear roots with bacon. If the folded ear root leaves are fried in, they will be too soft."

"Oh, so that's how it is."

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and then smiled slightly: "From you, a young comrade, I have learned another knowledge that is useless to me."

Wait until Luo Xuan finished packing all the ingredients.

Then, with the vegetable basket, walked to a slightly larger stove.

I was about to start cooking with a fire.

"My little comrade, you can use these firewood."

The middle-aged man pointed to the wooden stick he had broken before and said, "I just steamed and heated the steamed buns, and I need to use about 15 pieces of firewood."

As for the other excess firewood, I actually broke it for you."

Luo Xuan scooped a scoop of water into the iron pot and prepared to start cooking the meat.

The bacon is very salty.

If you don't boil it first, it will not be able to taste after stir-frying.

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Luo Xuan thanked him calmly.

Then take out a lighter from your pocket.

A crisp "choking" sound!

Luo Xuan then lit the straw used to attract fire.

Put the straw into the stove, then put some thin wooden sticks on it. When the fire gradually arises, Luo Xuan puts a little larger firewood.

The fire in the stove hall has begun to burn.

At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke again: "Little brother, can I use straw to borrow a fire in your stove?"

When Luo Xuan heard this, he was very surprised!

In the production team, many members are reluctant to use matches.

In order to save that match that can’t even be filled with a cent of money, many rural people often leave some remaining fire in the stove.

In this way,

When they make the next meal, they just need to pull the ashes away and don’t waste matches and then make fires.

Another way is to borrow fire from each other.

Just like this middle-aged man, he said just now: When he arrives at the neighbor's house and starts to make a fire and cook, the members will hold a broken dried bamboo pole.

Then he ran to his neighbor's house to borrow a fire.

I was reluctant to use matches, and the members borrowed fire from each other.

This kind of thing is very common in production teams.

But the middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a jacket with two decent pockets.

And he also held a briefcase.

Judging from his appearance, he is also a person who eats public food.

Perhaps, he is just an ordinary employee of a very low level, uu reading books www.uukanshu.com But after all, he is also a salary person!

He can still last more than 20 yuan at least one month, right?

How could it be pitiful? I can't even bear to buy a box of matches?

When the middle-aged man borrows fire to ignite the fire from his own small stove.

I saw him stand up,

He pointed to the eucalyptus board, and Luo Xuan threw a small pile of folded ear leaves there, "Little comrade, do you still want those piles of vegetable leaves?"

Luo Xuan shook his head: "No. Just a little bit of folded ear leaves. If I want me to mix it with another cold sauce, it is not enough."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Thank you very much! Then I'll use it as a dish."

As he said that, the middle-aged man walked forward.

Clean the pile of folded ear leaves carefully, and then put them in a bowl for later use.

After finishing all this, the middle-aged man took out a small bamboo tube from his briefcase.

After opening it, it turned out that the bamboo tube contained salt.

Sprinkle salt,

The middle-aged man took out another bamboo tube from his briefcase.

His actions made Luo Xuan, who was sitting in front of the stove, stunned!

I couldn't help but wonder: How many messy things are there in this guy's briefcase?

Is he doing business on a business trip or a picnic?

All seasonings are complete.

Sure enough!

After the middle-aged man opened the small bamboo tube, it turned out that it was filled with pepper noodles.

I saw him sprinkle a little chili on the leaves of the vegetable carefully.

That's it,

A piece of cake is enough to hold three quick pieces, and even if the cold folded ear root is ready...
Chapter completed!