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Mo Xiaomi carefully put the borrowed books together. As the saying goes, if you want to get close to someone, borrowing books is the best way. It is not difficult to borrow them again and again, and then you can achieve the goal of getting closer.

She also used this method, and the effect was good.

Last time I came here, Gu Yanze said something to her.

This time, Gu Yanze said three sentences to her, and the last sentence was a long sentence of dozens of words.

When she comes here for the third and fourth time, she may be able to chat.

Mo Xiaomi put down the book and went to the kitchen.

Borrowing books is just one of the methods, making delicious food is the top priority!

Although it was only a brief contact, she found that Gu Yanze was picky in food and was a difficult foodie.

I saw that the chicken soup stewed in this way was a bit stewed, but it didn't taste good. Because the lid of the pot leaked, the fragrance ran out.

"Grandpa Zhou, do you have the kind of pottery jar for stew in your house?" Mo Xiaomi asked. If not, go to her house to get it.

Mr. Zhou was a little confused and asked, "Can't you cook chicken soup in a big pot?"

"You can also make chicken soup in a big pot, but the chicken soup is not very fragrant, not very rich, and the chicken is very hot." Mo Xiaomi explained, "Grandpa Zhou doesn't have it at home, but we have it at home, why don't you go to the house to get it?"

"Okay!" Mo Xiangshan smiled, "I've done the road today, and it's very fast back and forth, you guys wait."

"That's so embarrassing." Butler Zhou was a little disgusted and borrowed all the tools for making soup at home.

"It's okay, we won't stew chicken soup at home today." Mo Xiangshan didn't care, so he went home to get the jar.

"Grandpa Zhou, don't be polite. If you think it tastes good, you can buy a clay pot by yourself next time. One jar is not expensive, only a few dollars." Mo Xiaomi said, "And it's very easy to learn. Now Grandpa Zhou, you can cut the old hen into pieces first, so that it will be stewed faster than a whole one, and you don't need to tear it when eating it."

"Okay, I'll learn from Xiaomi today." Butler Zhou smiled and chopped the chicken pieces into small pieces according to Mo Xiaomi's words.

Mo Xiaomi added water to a large pot, then boiled it and said, "Grandpa Zhou, blanch the chopped chicken pieces in water, remove the blood foam, and cook it for a few minutes. It cannot be too long, as the chicken will grow old. Snap the chicken pieces and rinse them with cold water if there is still foam on them."

"Yeah, oh, I also need to blanch it. In the past, I would stew it directly in the pot, and then when stewing the soup, I would make the foam on it." Butler Zhou found that he had made it too rough before, no wonder it tasted bad.

Butler Zhou washed off the foam from the chicken nuggets, and the chicken nuggets were refreshing.

Mo Xiaomi scraped off the ginger skin and cut it into thin slices of ginger, two green onions, but not cut it, a whole piece. Seeing that there was clean gauze in the drawer, cut a small piece, took two star anise, pepper and other ingredients at home, and wrapped them in gauze. In this way, the ingredients will not be scattered in the soup, affecting the taste.

Mo Xiaomi also found that there was an iron pot rack in the kitchen. I would try putting the clay pot on it later, and maybe there was no need to set up a temporary stove.

"Xiaomi, are we burning it on the coal ball stove or on the firewood?" asked Mr. Zhou. Now everything is up to Mo Xiaomi.

Mo Xiaomi was stunned and asked, "Do you have a coal briquette stove at home?"

"Yes!" Mr. Zhou nodded, "but the furnace was gone today. If I were to use a coal ball stove, I would have the furnace now."
Chapter completed!