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Mo Xiaomi doesn’t like cigarettes and chooses a coal ball stove, which also reduces the difficulty of Grandpa Zhou’s study.

"Okay, then wait." Butler Zhou went to the stove to grow the stove. His method was rather rough. He found seven or eight pieces of firewood, which were not very big. He first put hay in the stove and stuffed it at the bottom, and then dipped the small firewood into diesel and placed it on the hay.

Then he took the matches and lit the hay below, and the firewood caught fire quickly, and then quickly rushed to the firewood stained with diesel. In just a few seconds, the firewood began to burn. Then, Butler Zhou put the twelve-hole honeycomb briquettes he made into the stove.

With the crackling sound of firewood burning, the coal balls kept falling down, and the contact surface with the firewood became larger. In just over a dozen minutes, the coal balls were already red. Butler Zhou put another coal ball on it.

At this time, Mo Xiangshan had already brought the clay pot, worried that Mr. Zhou's ingredients were incomplete, and even the messy ingredients at home and the big bamboo chopsticks that stirred the chicken in the clay pot were brought.

Mo Xiaomi reopened the ingredients bag, added some spices, and tied them up again.

Mo Xiaomi cleaned the clay pot, then put all the chicken inside, and added the tea tree mushrooms that had just been soaked, which had occupied one-third of the space of the clay pot. Then add water and reached about four-fifths of the clay pot, and then put the onion, ginger and ingredients into it.

Mo Xiangshan placed the clay pot on the coal ball stove because it was making a fire, and firewood and coal balls were burning together, which could also provide heat energy.

When the water in the clay pot boiled, the coal ball stove was ready.

Mo Xiaomi held long chopsticks and stirred the chicken nuggets in the boiling water to prevent the chicken nuggets from sinking under the bottom and being heated and burned.

About ten minutes later, Mo Xiaomi said: "Grandpa Zhou, don't be so big now. Just close the furnace door and leave only a small mouth."

"Okay!" Butler Zhou had already smelled the scent of chicken in the air, and was even more willing to do it as Mo Xiaomi said.

After Butler Zhou finished the furnace door, Mo Xiaomi covered the lid of the clay pot, and hot air came out from the small hole in the lid of the clay pot. When the furnace door was closed and the fire was reduced, the heat would be reduced.

Mo Xiaomi blocked the holes with clean gauze and blocked the gaps on the edge of the lid of the clay pot with wet gauze. In this way, the heat inside could not be released, and the aroma of chicken soup was maintained to the maximum extent.

At the same time, because the fire is small, even if you don’t stir, the chicken inside will not be muddy.

"Xiaomi, when can I cook it?" asked Mr. Zhou. It is already very fragrant now. Will it taste better after it is ready?

"Because it has been chopped into chicken nuggets, the time is shorter, and it will be better in about an hour and a half from now on." Mo Xiaomi replied, "Grandpa Zhou, have you learned it?"

Mr. Zhou recalled and smiled embarrassedly: "I have recorded the general steps, which is the amount of materials. I haven't remembered them yet."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaomi smiled and said, "Our teacher said, good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Grandpa Zhou, bring paper and pen, I said you can remember it, and you can follow the records next time you can just follow the records."

"Yes!" Butler Zhou suddenly realized, "I'll get paper and pen now."

Butler Zhou brought the notebook and pen and asked Mo Xiaomi to explain it carefully. After he made detailed records, he was satisfied and put it away.
Chapter completed!