By mid-March, an unexpected cold wave suddenly hit.

The temperature dropped sharply to two or three degrees, and the weather was humid and rainy, so the rice seedlings planted could not survive. In desperation, you had to temporarily put aside the plan for early rice to plow spring. You cannot grazed on rainy days, and your work became more cumbersome: in high humidity environments, cattle and sheep pens are easy to breed viruses, so you have to get up in the morning without any disturbance, disinfect the pens, and then feed cattle and sheep manually with bundles of feed. You also need to check whether there are any leaks in the pens and repair them in time.

The work itself is not very hard, but the weather is too cold. Even if you have developed a strong and healthy physique over the past year, you still have a fever if you are exposed to long-term wind and cold.

It rains all night long, and you can't work. During the days when you are at home, all the things will be done by female spies. However, due to the wet weather in your residence, the entire bed is wet.

"If you sleep in that place, your illness will not be cured." The female spy said. In desperation, you had to temporarily move into her house and sleep on the bedding temporarily placed downstairs. The female spy's home has a fireplace to roast, and the air is always dry.

She also made three rules with you: Don’t go upstairs, don’t make noises after 10 o’clock in the evening, because that is her golden sleep time, and you don’t smack your lips when you eat. Every night when you sleep, Shirley, Hidden Wolf, will guard the stairs. Not to mention you, you don’t even dare to act rashly on Sundays, and she is curled up in the small nest in the corner of the wall and shivering.

Because the body cells are resisting cold bacteria, your body becomes very hot. At the highest point, it burns to 39 degrees and is drowsy all day long. You will wake up only when the female spy calls you. She will wake up after cooking breakfast every morning and call you to get up and eat a little, leave cold medicine and antibiotics on the table and go out. You are not worried about whether she can do a good job. The whole village was built by her. With her intelligence, there are naturally opportunistic ways.

After two or three days, your physical condition improved a little, and you could wake up even when you heard the sound of opening and closing the door. This is why you have the chance to see the hell scene of the female spy cooking.

"What are you going to do?"

"Fried rice."

"Then why do you add water to the pot?"

"Cook."

"Didn't you see a pressure cooker next to it?"

“Aren’t pressure cookers used to make Chinese food?”

"...Don't you know how to use a pressure cooker? There is an option to cook rice..."

"Oh, no." The female spy responded honestly, threw the rice into the boiled water in the pot, and stirred it directly with a spatula.

“…wait, are you washing rice?”

"Wash rice? Why do you need to wash rice?"

"You must wash rice before cooking!" You began to feel a little scared. The female spy looked at you with inexplicable eyes:

"I haven't washed it before."

“…”

After the female spy cooked the rice grains in an iron pot, she did something incredible to you. She actually filtered the rice grains directly with a strainer and put them on a plate.

"What are you doing?"

"Dry the rice!"

"..." You barely stood up: "I'll cook..."

"No! You sit back!" The female spy got angry: "I can do this well! I learned it by reading youtube!"

“…”

In your desperate eyes, the female spy poured oil into the pot while watching the video commentary on her phone. She poured half of the pot of oil. When the oil temperature was hot, she took a motorcycle helmet from the side and covered it with her head.

You feel something is wrong.

"What are you doing?"

"Believe me! I've made this before!" The female spy said in a heroic tone, picked up the half-dried rice and poured it directly into the oil pan.

The sound of firecrackers blew up in the kitchen, accompanied by the shocking screams of female spies.

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When she came to you with the pot of fried popcorn-shaped pot, mixed it with stirred egg liquid, and then slapping the magic fried rice in the microwave for two minutes, you seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

She put a bowl for you and yourself, scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth, and was silent for a while.

“Would it be better if I remember to add salt?”

"This is no longer the problem..." You rubbed your temples with one hand: "Let me cook in the future..."

In less than a week, your cold was cured. It was late March. While it had not rained these days, you went to the terraces to check the stability of the walls and the drainage of the soil canals. By chance, you found new mushrooms growing after the rain under some tree roots. You recognized some of them, which are common mushrooms and Agaricus bisporus, which are the white mushrooms that foreigners often eat. You picked some and returned to the village, and happened to see a female spy driving a motorcycle to the intersection. The carriage was placed on it with a split whole cow.

"A coincidence, come and help!"

The beef in the refrigerator has been eaten, and the female spy spent the morning and actually went to kill the cows. You were surprised that she could complete such a complicated job alone, but when you think that she had lived the previous days alone, you feel relieved.

You helped her pack the beef with fresh-keeping paper and put it in the cold storage. Looking at so much fresh beef, you have a rough recipe in your mind.

At noon the next day, you officially announced that you had deprived the female spy of the kitchen territorial sovereignty. The female spy led Sunday and Shirley to the astronomical observatory in a very upset manner. You took advantage of this and started preparing supper.

You took out a whole beef tenderloin from the refrigerator - you had already absorbed water, sealed, and refrigerated this beef tenderloin last night. After twelve hours of acid removal, the pH of this tenderloin reached a balance, which was the most delicious time for the meat.

You sprinkle some black pepper and salt on the tenderloin and let it sit aside. Then, take a basin, knead it into dough with flour, water and salt, add butter and mix it in half, fold it repeatedly, roll the dough, mix the butter thinly and evenly into the dough, and make a pastry.

Then you take out the washed white mushrooms, onions, mushrooms, and garlic cloves, cut them into pieces with a knife, heat them up on a low heat, put these ingredients in the pot and stir-fry them. After the aroma of the mushrooms is released, you add butter, salt and black pepper to continue to season. This is the mushroom sauce you need to make Wellington pastry steak - if there are pine nuts and cheese, the taste will be more authentic, but you have limited ingredients on hand, so you can only do this.

You put the mushroom sauce aside and set aside, wash the pan, heat the pan and put cold oil into the tenderloin, and start frying the meat. This step is not to fry the beef directly, but to seal the juice inside the beef. When the beef surface is frying until it changes color, you pinch it out, put it on a clean cutting board, apply a layer of yellow mustard sauce, and wrap the mushroom sauce evenly with plastic wrap - it looks like a huge beef candy wrapped in plastic wrap.

You put the wrapped beef in the refrigerator and refrigerate it to shape it. This step takes a lot of time. You searched in the female spy's house, found the cigarette she hid under the sofa cushion, walked outside the house and lit a piece to pass the time.

You are curious about what the female spy has been running to the astronomical observatory during this period. But she was so silly and couldn't explain it clearly after asking. You blew a cigarette and reached out, and a small drop of water appeared on the back of your hand.

——It's going to rain again.

Half an hour later, you return to the kitchen, take out the beef and pastry, carefully wrap the already-shaped beef with the pastry, and put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate again. At around four o'clock, it started to drizzle from the sky. You dip a layer of egg liquid on the surface of the Wellington steak, cut it dip in a diagonal pattern, preheat the oven to 180 degrees, and start baking.

This steak weighs more than two pounds and will be baked a little longer. You check the color of the pastry from time to time through the oven. After forty minutes, the pastry has become perfectly burnt yellow, like a piece of hot bread. You cover the surface with a layer of tin foil and continue baking.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Hurry footsteps came from outside the door. The female spy ran into the door, hung the coat that was covered with rain on her head on the clothes hanger, stroked the wet hair that was pressed against her face, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her nose moved a few times, and she sighed sincerely:

"It smells so good!"

She ran to the kitchen and saw you cleaning used kitchenware.

"Zhang Sirui, what food did you cook?"

"Wellington steak, a few minutes away."

The female spy showed an incredible expression: "How can you do this?" She ran to the oven and squatted down, looking left and right like a curious baby.

To be honest, you are also a little nervous. After all, you haven't cooked much for more than a year, so it's hard to guarantee whether the steak you make is authentic. However, at least when you take the steak out of the oven, it looks great.

The moment the oven was lifted, the entire kitchen was filled with the unique baking aroma in the bakery. The female spy stared at the plate in your hand and said:

“It looks really good…”

"You'd better wash your hands first."

You took the plate and knife and fork and cut the Wellington steak two fingers wide from the edge. The pastry was crispy and the beef in the middle was in a seductive rose pink color, which was perfect for three-quarters. The outer circle of the beef was wrapped in a very tight shape and would not fall off, and the mushroom sauce mixed inside had been completely integrated with the beef. Now, not only the female spy, but even your index finger was shaking.

The female spy had already washed her hands and sat upright in her position, staring at your every move. When you cut the beef into her plate, she clasped her hands very seriously and said:

"I'm starting!"

She cut off a small piece of beef with a crispy sauce and put it in her mouth to chew it carefully. You held the knife and fork but didn't eat it, and looked at her every move with some concern. She chewed it very slowly and was very gentle, and there was no expression on her face. But she didn't usually do this, she always ate it voraciously.

After eating a piece, she put down the knife and fork. She wrapped her right hand over her chest and placed her left elbow on the table to support her face. This was her habitual movement when she thought. She tilted her head slightly and stared at you with an incomprehensible look.

You feel more and more nervous. You see her eyes suddenly turn red for some reason. This makes you feel panicked, as if you have made some big mistakes. You ask carefully: "Isn't it delicious?"

"No, no." She seemed to realize that she was a little embarrassed like this, and laughed "sneer", then hurriedly picked up the knife and fork, cut the beef piece by piece, and stuffed it into her mouth large pieces, as if she was hiding the embarrassment. She said in a hurry: "It's delicious." But her tears couldn't stop, like a flooded flood gate, flowing out of her eyes. She swallowed hard while wiping her tears with her sleeves, and spoke with a heavy nasal sound:

"Eating so much will make you fat..."

You were speechless. Cutting a piece of beef into your mouth is undoubtedly delicious. You suddenly realized that you never understood the woman’s thoughts, but at this moment, you seemed to understand a little.

You only remember that she is independent, bold, extremely smart, younger than you, and more promising than you.

These external illusions make you ignore a very basic thing.
Chapter completed!