2037 The choice is very important

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"Jibzzzzzz!"

In the faint light of the morning sun, the horizon finally revealed a trace of white, mixed with a trace of green gray.

"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling"

The familiar bell sound woke Yuan Zhou up from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and was in a daze for a moment before he finally woke up. He hurriedly got up and washed up. Then, he changed his clothes and planned to go out for a run at his usual pace.

As usual, he greeted the rice before he started running.

Even though it was already spring, the temperature in the early morning was still relatively cold. At least, the air exhaled by Yuan Zhou could turn into white mist. Occasionally, a cold wind would blow and the air would be rustling.

He ran on the road every day and was very familiar with it. Moreover, he knew the neighbors that he would meet very well. Thus, Yuan Zhou greeted everyone he met with familiarity. Normally, Yuan Zhou would not stop when he was running. But today, he did.

"Aren't they the old Grandpa and Grandma who came earlier?" Yuan Zhou had quite a deep impression of them. The two grandpas had traveled to Chengdu for more than half a year and had just come back a few days ago. The grandpa was quite sharp-tongued, but the grandma was used to it and always laughed.

In fact, it was normal to meet the two elders in the morning. After all, the elderly didn't sleep much and woke up early.

However, what attracted their attention was what the old grandpas and grandmas did.

"Old man, come and take a look." The old lady seemed to have found some treasure and shouted hurriedly.

"Why are you making such a big fuss? you're not young anymore. What's this? let me see." The old man walked over slowly.

He saw a tree. He didn't know if it was because of the plants or the environment, but the cold wind that was blowing would be gathered at the position where the old lady was standing, and then the wind would seem strong.

The wind blew the chiffon shawl on the old lady's body.

"Quickly look." The old lady let her tied hair down, and her silver hair was instantly blown by the wind, dancing in the air.

The old man pursed his lips. His expression seemed to say that this was too childish, but his body was still honest and he walked over.

"Eh, the storm is getting bigger. It's quite interesting." The old man first reached out to test it, and the wind was indeed strong.

Then, he also stretched his head over. The few hairs on the old man's head also stood up in the wind.

The old man and the old woman were standing by the tree, their hair messy from the wind.

Yuan Zhou had originally wanted to go up and remind the two elders not to catch a cold, but then he stopped and said,""These two elders have a really good relationship."

Therefore, it was very important to choose who to grow old with. The two elders were a clear example.

He continued the rest of the journey and arrived at the restaurant to be eaten. After eating the noodles, Yuan Zhou returned to master chef Restaurant and planned to prepare breakfast.

"What should I prepare for breakfast today?" Yuan Zhou stroked his chin and was a little undecided.

Yuan Zhou glanced at the kitchen and suddenly saw the big claypot that he had taken out to cook the claypot fish head yesterday. It was standing quietly by the wall.

With a flash of inspiration in his heart, Yuan Zhou immediately said,""System, give me a few claypots and a matching stove. I plan to make claypot congee today."

[Yes, master host.] The system displayed the words very quickly.

Within a short time, a small stove appeared on the kitchen counter in front of him together with the claypot on it. The claypot wasn't very big. Yuan Zhou estimated that one claypot could only scoop six or seven bowls of congee without a problem.

"There are too few claypots and stoves. I plan to prepare two kinds of congee today. Prepare four claypots and stoves like this for me." Yuan Zhou calculated for a while. It should be enough for a group of people to have four stoves, two identical ones.

This time, the system didn't say anything. It prepared the stove and the claypot again.

Yuan Zhou directly picked up the claypot and started to wash it. Normally, if it was a new claypot, it should be soaked in cold water for at least 24 hours to make the claypot durable.

As soon as Yuan Zhou touched the claypot provided by the system, he felt that it was slightly moist. He knew that it should have been processed in advance and could be used after washing it.

Congee played an important role in the history of Chinese food and culture. Almost every family would eat and cook congee.

For the Chinese who liked to win favor and have good luck, the congee was thick and sticky. The symbolic meaning of helping each other in the family made people feel very comfortable. Naturally, the congee itself was also very nutritious, so its status was unbreakable.

It was the first time that Yuan Zhou prepared congee for breakfast. He didn't plan to make congee with pickled vegetables. Although the dishes of master chef Restaurant were definitely delicious, he planned to make something different this time.

The congee was divided into sweet congee and salty congee. Therefore, Yuan Zhou intended to cook the salty congee.

"I'll just make fish slice porridge and shrimp porridge. " After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou made the decision.

The claypot porridge was a type of Cantonese cuisine. After washing the claypot, it was carefully left to dry.

"Hua la"

Yuan Zhou carefully poured the congee into the container and washed it gently with water. Then, he soaked it in clear water and waited for it to go into the pot later.

After that, Yuan Zhou started to process the other ingredients deftly, such as the fish and prawns.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou decided that although the congee was made with Cantonese cuisine, he didn't stick to using ingredients from Guangdong. For example, he chose the elegant fish that was unique to Sichuan Province. Needless to say, the fresh and delicious taste of the elegant fish had attracted many scholars and poets to write poems and praise it. For example, the sage of poetry Du Fu had once said in his poem,"The fish knows the origin of the third point, the wine memory Gu barrel doesn't need Gu."

The elegant fish was known as the bingxue fish in ancient times, so this poem not only talked about the deliciousness of the elegant fish but also praised the taste of the bamboo liquor.

Moreover, if the taste of the elegant fish was cooked in the claypot, the taste would be more reflected. This was also the reason why Yuan Zhou chose the elegant fish.

The prawns were naturally fresh ingredients from Guangdong Province. However, because they were used to cook claypot congee, the prawns provided by the system were not particularly big. They were only the size of a woman's middle finger. They were neither big nor small, just right for the size of the claypot.

"Ka Cha, ka Cha"

First, he dealt with the whiskers of the prawns and then he picked out the prawn lines. Yuan Zhou moved very quickly. His five fingers moved nimbly as if he was dancing.

As for the elegant fish, it naturally had to be marinated first and then dealt with in other ways. As for the claypot congee, the essential stock was already boiling in a corner of the kitchen. It had been prepared by Yuan Zhou all along. Regardless of whether he was cooking noodles, congee, or soup, he could add a little stock to improve its freshness.

It could be said that a pot of soup stock had to be prepared at all times in the kitchen. This was a basic operation.

Just when Yuan Zhou was preparing to cook the congee, a line had already started to form outside.

"Wu Hai, are you still drunk from yesterday? why are you drooling?" It was rare for Wang Hong, who had not slept for the entire night, to come and snatch a seat.

It was a pity that he was always the second. Of course, if Zhou Xi was here, he would be the third. Otherwise, with Zheng Jiawei, he would be the fourth.

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