I am afraid that this will pollute even a little bit of precious space soil.

In the past, when I occasionally cooked and ate in the space, I used shabu-shabu water, the dirty water from washing bacon.

They are all splashed outside the space.

But now there is really no way to deal with the dirty water in the guest house rooms.

So now Luo Xuan would rather pay 30 cents for charcoal fire just to dispose of the kitchen waste.

Prepare the ingredients.

Luo Xuan started washing the bacon and picking out the ears.

Tonight, Luo Xuan plans to make a dish of bacon and stir-fried ear root, and a bowl of mushroom soup.

One meat and one vegetarian is fine.

"Hey, little comrade, you are so diligent in cooking when you are away from home, don't you think it's troublesome?"

The guest house in Hei Lao Yao can provide travelers with three simple meals a day.

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

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

Luo Xuan is busy,

A voice came from the kitchen: "Hey, little comrade, can you give me the water you used to wash the bacon?"

Turning around and looking,

But it was a tall and thin middle-aged man who was smiling at him humbly.

Luo Xuan asked casually: "The water used to wash bacon is dirty and greasy. What did you use it for?"

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, "I, I am useful anyway. If you don't need the water in which the bacon is washed, can you give it to me?"

See what the other person says is polite.

Luo Xuan took the cleaned bacon out of the tub.

Then he left the basin of water where it was and said to the middle-aged man: "Take it if you need it. This is the water for the second wash. At least it is much cleaner than the first wash."

"Thanks!"

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

I saw him holding up the basin of water in which the bacon had been washed, and walking straight to a small pot.

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

Then stack them neatly aside.

Judging from this posture, he was preparing to light a fire to heat the steamed buns.

"Hey, little comrade, do you eat the root of the fungus, but not the leaves?"

After the middle-aged man neatly packed away the firewood, he had no intention of lighting a fire.

He just sat on the small bench, staring at Luo Xuan there, busy cleaning the broken ears.

When we go out, meeting each other is fate.

This middle-aged man, from the moment he came in, has been very humble, both in his words and in his behavior.

There is even a hint of humility that cannot be concealed.

So when he heard him ask, Luo Xuan replied politely: "Prepare to fry the Zheergen with bacon. If the leaves of Zheergen are fried in, it will be too soft."

"Oh, so that's it."

The middle-aged man swallowed, and then smiled slightly: "From this little comrade like you, I learned another piece of knowledge that is useless to me."

Wait until Luo Xuan has finished packing all the ingredients.

Then he took the vegetable basket and walked to a slightly larger pot.

Get ready to start cooking.

"Little comrade, you can use this firewood."

The middle-aged man pointed to the wooden stick he had broken off earlier and said, "I just want to steam the steamed buns, and I will need about 15 pieces of firewood."

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

Luo Xuan poured a ladle of water into the iron pot and prepared to cook the meat.

The bacon is very salty.

If you don't boil it in water first, you won't be able to eat it after frying.

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Luo Xuan thanked him calmly.

Then he took out a lighter from his pocket.

There was a crisp sound of "choking"!

Luo Xuan then lit it on fire, the straw used to ignite the fire.

Put the straw into the stove, and then put some thinner sticks on it. When the fire gradually gets stronger, Luo Xuan puts on some larger firewood.

The fire inside the kitchen hall has begun to burn blazingly.

At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke again: "Little brother, can I use straw to make 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, which can cost even a penny, many rural people often leave some residual fire in the stove.

Thus,

When they cook the next meal, they only need to pull away the ashes, so they don't have to waste matches to light a fire.

Another way is to borrow fire from each other.

Just like what this middle-aged man said just now: When the neighbors start to light a fire for cooking, the members will hold up a broken dry bamboo pole.

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

Reluctant to use matches, the members borrowed fire from each other.

This kind of thing is very common in the production team.

But the middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a decent-looking two-pocket coat after all.

And he was holding a briefcase.

Judging from his appearance, he is still a public servant.

Perhaps, he is just an ordinary employee with a very low level, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com But after all, he is also a salary earner!

At least one month, he can make more than 20 yuan, right?

How could he be so poor that he couldn't even bear to buy a box of matches?

Wait until the middle-aged man borrows a fire to light the fire in his small stove.

I saw him stand up,

Pointing to the eucalyptus board, Luo Xuan saw a small pile of leaves thrown indiscriminately there, "Comrade, do you still want that pile of vegetable leaves?"

Luo Xuan shook his head: "No. It's just a little bit of Zheergen leaves. If you want me to mix it with another salad, it's not enough."

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

With that said, the middle-aged man stepped forward.

Wash the pile of Zhiergen leaves carefully and put them in a bowl for later use.

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

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

Sprinkle the salt,

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

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

I couldn't help but wonder: How many messy things does this guy have in his briefcase?

Is he on a business trip or just having a picnic?

All condiments are available.

as expected!

After the middle-aged man opened the small bamboo tube, it turned out that it contained chili noodles.

I saw him carefully sprinkling a little chili pepper on the vegetable leaves.

That's it,
Chapter completed!