"Since you came to practice in the world, you should understand people's clothing, food, housing and transportation. Otherwise, you wouldn't have collected these secret recipes at the beginning. Is it just your bad taste?" Fu Yingying said with a smile, feeling that Xiaobai Tuanzi was very different. "Or did you collect the secret recipes and want to make them yourself, but you didn't have cooking talent and gave up if you couldn't do it?"
"Hum hum, the prince is very smart. How can he not do it? He just disdains to do it!" Xiaobai Tuanzi seems to have been told that he is on his mind. "The prince's time is very precious and his cultivation is very diligent. I won't be like you. I think about eating and drinking all day..."
To understand Xiaobai Tuanzi, I absolutely don't believe Xiaobai Tuanzi's words. On the contrary, I have to think the other way. That's right!
"In that case, don't eat when I make it!" Fu Yingying said angrily. The little guy is very proud and often looks down on her.
If it weren't for the sake that Xiaobai Tuanzi was her benefactor, she would have picked it up and spanked it!
"The prince has eaten a lot of delicious dishes, and he can't count them, so he won't want your ragged roast duck!" Xiaobai Tuanzi said proudly, and then turned his back to Fu Yingying to practice there.
Fu Yingying also has a temper and is determined to make delicious roast duck tomorrow. Will this greedy little white dumpling eat it or not?
Greedy!
Because of the roast duck problem, Fu Yingying broke up with Xiaobai Tuanzi, and no one paid attention to anyone! Practice separately and continue the cold war.
Liu Meihua went to buy five ducks from uncle Liu early in the morning.
Sun Xinghai saw that Liu Meihua had bought so many ducks and that Fu Yingying was directing Liu Meihua to kill ducks!
"Let me do the rough work of killing ducks. Don't touch your hands!" Sun Xinghai rolled up his sleeves, took over the kitchen knife and duck in Liu Meihua's hand, and quickly bled the duck.
Five ducks can have a lot of duck blood. You can make duck blood vermicelli soup at noon!
Soon, the five ducks put their blood in the big basin. The pot had already burned hot water. They carried two buckets of hot water, poured it directly into the big basin and scalded it to remove the hair.
Sun Xinghai's skill in killing pigs is good, and his skill in killing ducks is even worse.
After a while, the five ducks were depilated, and even the small fluff on them was cleaned by him. Then sun Xinghai asked Fu YingYing and Liu Meihua, "what are you doing?"
"I don't know what Yingying is going to do. After buying so many ducks, I can't finish eating!" said Liu Meihua, crying and laughing, "but if she wants to buy it, I'll buy it for her!"
"Roast duck!" Fu Yingying replied, following the steps in the recipe step by step, "next, I'll inflate these ducks..."
"How to charge? You can't blow with your mouth?" Liu Meihua was stunned. She couldn't do such a greasy thing.
Sun Xinghai is also a little embarrassed. He doesn't know how to blow. He hasn't done these things! And... And he was embarrassed in front of Liu Meihua!
"How can you use your mouth?" Fu Yingying rolled her eyes. She wouldn't do such a thing. "Don't we have an air cylinder filled with balloons at home? Just fill it with that air cylinder! Then put it in the house for four hours!"