When Wang Meilan heard this, she pondered for a moment and then said: "You'll know when you go back and take a look."

"Then why are you looking at it?" Zhao Jun said: "What did my dad do to keep it from leaking? If Baoyu and I hadn't discovered it that time, you wouldn't have known how much money he hid."

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Wang Meilan was silent for two seconds, and suddenly she laughed.

Zhao Jun was still surprised and asked: "Mom, why are you laughing?"

"Oh!" Although Wang Meilan sighed, she said with a smile: "I have lived with your father for half my life. I know him very well. If he wants to stay away from home and do no good things, it would be great if he comes home and promises to behave."
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"Dang, dong, dong, dong..." Chef Zhao cut the potato shreds skillfully. His knife skills are really amazing. The potato shreds were cut thin and evenly.

At this time, Zhao Youcai raised his left hand that was holding the potato slices, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and then continued cutting vegetables.

After all the potato slices were cut into shreds, Zhao Youcai held the knife in his right hand, swiped the knife diagonally against the cutting board under the potato shreds, and lifted up one-third of the potato shreds. Then he pressed with his left hand to cut the potato shreds.

into a small basin filled with clean water.

At this time, there are several pots on the stove, one with fungus soaked in it, and another with mushrooms soaked in it.

On the ground to the left of the stove, there was a cabbage tree and a big rooster lying looking around.

Although he lost three hundred yuan today, Zhao Youcai still worked hard, forced a smile, and prepared to cook a rich dinner for the two families.

In this way, Zhao Youcai was busy until almost six o'clock, and the chicken stewed with mushrooms had been in the pot for a while.

The dishes of shredded potatoes, cabbage, fungus, and rock sugar radish have all been prepared. At this time, Zhao Youcai is putting the rolls in the big pot.

Zhao Youcai, who was in front of the panel, dipped his right hand into the bowl with oil and spread it evenly on the long noodles.

After each noodle stick had oil on its upper side, Zhao Youcai picked up one and put the oily side on the other noodle stick. Then he held both ends of the noodle stick together with both hands.

He twisted it clockwise and counterclockwise on one side, then stretched it slightly, and dropped a flower roll into the pot.

Today, when steaming the flower rolls, Zhao Youcai did not use a drawer. Instead, he directly put the flower rolls into the pot and placed them on top of the chicken stewed with mushrooms.

At this time, the chicken mushrooms are simmering over the firewood, and the noodle soup is no longer filled with chicken and mushrooms. The flower rolls are lying on the vegetables one by one, but as the pot bubbles and steams, the flower rolls are also steaming.

The bottom is soaked in chicken soup.

This is Northeastern authentic iron pot stew, wood-fired turkey!

Everyone who knows how to eat knows that in this dish, it is not the chicken that is the most delicious, nor is it the mushrooms that are the most delicious. But you have to wait? In the end, only a little bit of chicken soup is left, and the soaked rice is the most delicious!

But Wang Meilan prefers the chicken soup-soaked rolls. In this way, the rolls are soaked in chicken soup as they are cooked. Not only will they not be soaked soft or broken, the taste will be amazing!

After putting all the flower rolls into the pot, Zhao Youcai put the lid on the big pot, put away the oil bowl and the panel, looked at the east room, the west room, and then walked around the yard. He felt that there were no flaws.
Chapter completed!