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Chapter 153: Peeling task

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After arranging Dawang, Seventh Uncle strolled around to look at his new stove.

The new stove was built entirely according to his requirements, using the red bricks and cement left over from building the pigpen and doghouse last time.

Don't look at it just built a shed in the courtyard, but really speaking, one-fourth of the entire courtyard area was occupied by this "kitchen".

A neat stack of firewood was piled against the courtyard wall, and a large bag of pine needles used for starting the fire.

Directly in front of the firewood pile was the countertop built with bricks and thick wooden boards on top, and Seventh Uncle's various seasoning jars, oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar were all placed on it.

Right next to it was a large iron pot.

It was about used for many years, and was raised to be oily and bright, with a diameter of seventy-two centimeters alone.

How big is this?

Just say it, a thirty-centimeter diameter pot is enough for a family of four to stir-fry. Not to mention the pot area is like the size of a pizza, with this pot to stir-fry, it's easy for dozens of people.

The pot next to it was the same size.

And in the position above the middle of the two pots, a large iron pot was built into the stove, with a lid on top.

Every time before lighting the fire, fill this pot with water, and when the rice is cooked, the water is almost boiling. Whether washing bowls and pots, or wanting to blanch something, it's convenient.

According to Seventh Uncle, there is a water heater, but since you have to burn fire anyway, it's not a waste to build a water pot with a few more bricks!

Well!

He occupies the seniority, is also a chef, and is such a reasonable request, the family is still counting on him to bring Qiaoqiao well, naturally whatever he says is what it is.

Just this, Seventh Uncle was still dissatisfied, many treasured things didn't dare to be placed outside, but directly stuffed into the cabinet.

"Sancheng, it's not that I'm reluctant to give you good things, it's really that this is placed in the open air, no matter how well it is preserved, it is inevitable to be damp and hot, easy to deteriorate."

"This stove can be used in spring, summer, and autumn, but it won't work in winter. Before winter comes, you have to find a way to expand the kitchen."

That's a matter for winter, it's only early spring now, Song Sancheng was full of confidence:

"Alright, Uncle, don't worry. When I have time, I will renovate the whole courtyard."

Let's support it for now, where can you eat a fat man in one breath?

Looking at the time again, there is no need to dig bamboo shoots this morning, and the time to go to the vegetable market was early.

Look, Song Tan is back, and it's only ten o'clock.

The tea pickers won't finish work until twelve o'clock, and with Seventh Uncle's cooking speed, there is no rush at all.

So he waved his hand: "Qiaoqiao, come over and help Uncle."

Qiaoqiao held the brand-new tablet in his hand, and was very reluctant to move his eyes away, but Song Tan pulled the tablet away without hesitation:

"Qiaoqiao wants to watch Ultraman, so he must earn his salary well, after all, the tablet is very expensive."

"Next, three meals a day, you follow Seventh Uncle. Whatever he asks you to do, you do it, when the work is finished, you can come to me to get the tablet, play whatever you want."

"Is this okay?"

Qiaoqiao was a bit dazed: "Only need to cook?"

Song Tan thought for a moment, turned to ask Seventh Uncle: "Seventh Uncle, your cooking method, if live streaming, will it work?"

Seventh Uncle snorted: "What's there to hide about home-cooked dishes? Now on that Trembling Sound, bookstores, and what young people play, Little Green Book, there are many recipes, you can broadcast whatever you want."

Seventh Aunt poked his bottom line: "He only knows home-cooked dishes, many fresh dishes, he himself learned two tricks from that 'Under the Kitchen' at home."

Seventh Uncle had his bottom line exposed, and at this moment said angrily: "What's called learning two tricks? My method is more efficient. This is not learning more."

Said and hurriedly changed the topic:

"You young people love to toss these fancy things, just shoot whatever, I don't hide it, and not everyone has this ability."

This is true.

Otherwise, there are so many recipes, why are some people chefs, and some people still burn the pot?

Song Tan held back her laughter, and said to Qiaoqiao again:

"When cooking, you can also open your Qiaoqiao classroom, you are the teacher, tell the students on the mobile phone."

Since live streaming has popularity, let's save some popularity, there is nothing to sell recently, it's okay to keep the heat.

Speaking of his own classroom, although he can't see student feedback, but when playing house, there is no student feedback originally, and the children are still playing happily.

Qiaoqiao is this kind of mentality.

At this moment, he moved the small stool and sat beside Seventh Uncle. He slowly set up the mobile phone stand, and then awkwardly arranged it.

Seventh Uncle was not in a hurry, instead took out the water chestnut Song Tan bought this morning, and found a peeler from his box:

"Peel this catty of water chestnuts clean, can you?"

Peeling?

Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the live broadcast room that had just been arranged, and nodded: "I can."

Song Tan adjusted the mobile phone to the range of his hands, Qiaoqiao sat on the small stool, placed a stainless steel basin in front of him. Picked up the small knife and started peeling slowly.

This is really a water-grinding effort, after all, the water chestnut is not as big as a ping-pong ball, and it is flat and round, pitted and bumpy, growing quite wantonly.

The small knife can only peel bit by bit slowly.

Fortunately, what he lacks most is patience, at this moment, he didn't say a word to the camera, more than ten minutes, actually peeled a few.

The audience in the live broadcast room came from all over the world, and as expected, they yawned.

Having watched the live broadcast twice, they already knew the style of this anchor.

Either talking to himself, or not talking, anyway, he would never ignore these audiences.

Other live broadcast rooms are calling for the top list or shouting baby kiss kiss big brother, in his place, there is really nothing.

But the more it is like this, everyone feels magical, seeing the fair and slender hands holding the cold-light flashing knife peeling slowly on the dark brown water chestnut in the lens...

Don't say, it's really boring.

But just can't bear to exit.

At first, there were bullet screens saying: "Be careful not to cut your hands."

Not long after, the bullet screens became fewer and fewer, and the last speech was five minutes ago.

"Look sleepy."

Actually, there were a lot of words not typed out—

That is to say, can you notify in advance when live streaming next time? Don't open the broadcast coldly, either set up mobile phone reminders, or come by luck.

Can you not live stream during the day, choose at night, so you can sleep, how sweet.

Now it's good, everyone is struggling to support their eyelids and sticking to their posts. A voice of an old man came from the live broadcast room—

"Know what this is?"

The speaker is Seventh Uncle.

Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room didn't have a word, he was old, a bit half-understanding, and soon ignored it.

However, the child is a silly one, but this attitude is very solid. ===== CHAPTER 154 =====

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