Chapter 1380 Don't Brush the Pot

Although they had heard Wang Chuang say it, Yu Nuannuan and Gu Mo were a little surprised when they actually saw the stove and the iron pot with their own eyes.

It's not that there's anything wrong with this pot, it's mainly this pot that looks great.

Use it for stir-frying, stewing chicken, and even better.

Before Fang Qing and the others came over, they had washed the chicken thighs and cut them into small pieces.

Yu Nuannuan picked and picked in the seed bag, found the seeds of onion and ginger, and gave birth to the onion and ginger.

Yu Nuannuan originally wanted to give birth to some garlic.

But garlic seeds are also garlic cloves.

When they picked up the seeds before, they clearly didn't find the garlic cloves.

Wang Chuang may not be very clear about what kind of seed and what kind of plant it is.

But Wang Chuang is not a fool.

No matter how unclear it is, I know whether there are garlic cloves in the end.

So Yu Nuannuan gave up.

Although there is less garlic, it is still very fragrant when stir-frying.

Wang Chuang didn't have a lot of condiments here, so he put all he could put in it. After stirring and coloring, he put half a pot of water in it.

Yu Nuannuan took advantage of this time to spawn potatoes, eggplants, green peppers and beans.

These things are washed and cut, and the pot is boiled directly into the boil.

Gu Mo took the opportunity to go back to the house where they lived. When he came back after dinner, he brought two alcohol stoves.

The stove is lit, and a pot is placed on it, which is filled with water and rice.

Of course, this is not cooking porridge, but steaming rice.

The rice made this way will be a little moister, but it is also delicious.

Yu Nuannuan and Gu Mo's pot had a little more rice, because it was the two of them who ate it, and Wang Chuang's pot was eaten by himself.

Wait until the vegetables are cooked and the rice is ready.

Because the house did not open the doors and windows, the fragrance had already filled the whole house at this time.

Yu Nuannuan felt that she had never felt that stew was so fragrant.

During the waiting time, they didn't speak. Everyone stared at the pot, waiting for the meal to be ready.

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long, and the food was finally ready.

Yu Nuannuan separated her and Gu Mo's rice, each carrying a small pot.

The dishes were poured directly into everyone's small pots.

You don't need chopsticks, you can eat with a spoon.

One mouthful, full of delicious fragrance, so delicious that people can't wait to eat their tongues together.

Wang Chuang originally thought that he was very happy at noon.

Unexpectedly, there is no happiest, only happier, now even happier than noon.

If it hadn't been for eating more important, Wang Chuang would have cried a lot now.

Is it easy to eat a meal?

Or this kind of steaming rice with meat, vegetables and rice.

At the end of the meal, Wang Chuang ate all the things in his pot.

Not to mention a grain of rice, just a little extra soup.

Wang Chuang looked at his pot and sighed.

Yu Nuannuan was a little strange, and was about to ask him why he was sighing, when he heard him say, "Actually, I don't despise myself, and I'm the only one who uses this pot, or I shouldn't brush it!"

Yu Nuannuan, "??? Why didn't you brush?"

"This pot is fragrant. Next time I eat, I can still mix it with the smell of meat."

Hearing Wang Chuang's explanation, Yu Nuannuan opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Although Wang Chuang's words are a bit exaggerated, but if you think about it seriously, it seems that there is some truth to it.