Chapter 219 Young Man, Learn to Cook From Me

The awe comes from Gu Ke's method of lifting all 15 of them onto high stools at the same time. The instructor in the town could never do that. Google search reading

This leading little beggar has only known the instructor "best" since he was a child, and being stronger or weaker than the instructor has become the only criterion for judgment.

A dirty little hand stretched out from the side and pulled his clothes: "Brother, can you eat noodles?"

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The little beggar came back to his senses and nodded vigorously: "Little girl, remember to eat slowly. If you eat too fast, you will vomit, and then it will be a waste."

The greedy children heard the words, their faces changed, and they nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, everyone eat slowly, don't vomit."

"It's a waste if you vomit."

"If you vomit, spit it back into the bowl, you can eat it again."

Gu Ke, who was copying a book, jumped in the corner of his eyes, and glanced at the speaker of the last sentence.

This is a short and stubby child who is grinning, as if he is proud of his "wonderful" idea.

Some of the children nearby showed a look of surprise, but the leading beggar nodded: "Sha Liu is right, eat it back the way you spit it out, it's better than picking up the slop."

After this, a group of children all nodded, no longer objected, and the sound of eating noodles rang out.

Gu Ke skipped this speech that was comparable to the "Top Ten Disgusting Jokes" and observed this group of beggars with interest.

The leading beggar is indeed a person who lives in the world. He can win over a group of people at a young age and make them believe.

Even if it is just a group of children who are won over, it is not something that everyone can do.

A group of children have no time to care about other things, and they are all immersed in the process of eating noodles.

The idea of ​​eating slowly just now has been thrown out of the sky.

Nothing else, this fried egg noodles is really delicious!

Every child immediately stared at the fried egg and took a big bite.

The fried eggs on both sides have no egg smell. The first thing you taste is a strong and bursting burnt aroma, accompanied by a crispy crackling sound.

Then, the smooth egg white and the slightly sweet egg yolk are mixed with the burnt aroma.

This taste is unbearable for ordinary people who can eat enough, let alone these children who can't eat enough all day.

Eating enough, eating well, and eating deliciously are three completely different needs.

When there is a shortage of meat and oil, oil + eggs are already considered the best meat dishes.

When Gu Ke went back to his hometown in the countryside to visit relatives when he was a child in his previous life, many relatives would send him a bowl of lard, sugar and poached eggs when they came.

The lard melted and formed a layer of floating oil stars on the top of the hot egg soup, and then the poached eggs like ingots were half submerged and half floating.

A sip of oil and sweetness, and there were two poached eggs, which proved that this relative valued them.

For ordinary relatives, the amount of oil, sugar and eggs was directly reduced by half.

It's not very good, there's a little bit of oil, the sweetness is vague, and the smallest egg is chosen, just for the sake of taste.

At this moment, this bowl of noodles not only has oil, sugar, and eggs, but also salt and noodles.

Salt is the first taste in food, especially in Dawu where seasonings are not abundant.

Noodles are also the classic protagonist in a carbohydrate meal.

Especially when it is inhaled by a storm, the incomparable refreshing and satisfying feeling makes even the onlookers swallow their saliva.

The children are eating fried eggs too eagerly, their mouths and tongues are dry, and they have difficulty swallowing.

At this time, they subconsciously sip a mouthful of hot noodle soup.

The light soy sauce-colored hot soup with oil flowers is just in your mouth, which is a unique salty and fresh mixture of light soy sauce and chicken essence, and a little spicy brought by red oil and pepper oil.

Unlike the bland soup of ordinary Yangchun noodles, it is more light and refreshing than the big bone soup base.

The children almost subconsciously drank several big mouthfuls, and when they came back to their senses, the fried eggs in their mouths had already gone down with the hot soup.

A faint warm current spread from the abdomen, and the weak and cold body also warmed up.

They could no longer hold back, holding the big bowl and pouring hot soup.

The younger ones buried their heads and kept slurping along the edge of the bowl, making a whirring sound.

They didn't let go until the hot soup was finished, and burped from their throats.

Without the hot soup, the white noodles were more eye-catching.

They were soon attracted again and picked up the noodles to eat.

The noodles were full of fragrance and chewy. A little purple wheat exuded a cool breath that went straight to the forehead, which was more intoxicating than the simple desire for food.

Almost unknowingly, a group of children finished the bowl of noodles, and even licked the bottom of the bowl clean.

Fortunately, Gu Ke had expected it, and the amount he picked for them was based on the physical condition detected by his divine mind.

Even if they ate all the noodles and drank all the noodle soup, they were only half full, so they wouldn't eat too much.

Under the soothing of the mind, the children's bodies did not have an overreaction, and they didn't have the chance to eat and vomit.

With the hot soup noodles as the base, the children finally got out of the state of extreme hunger.

Mixed with a small amount of purple wheat noodles, they emitted an increasingly obvious heat flow in their stomachs.

At this moment, they no longer felt cold, but instead felt hot and sweaty all over, causing waves of itching, but they were too lazy to move.

For a while, the expression on their faces was both comfortable and not completely comfortable.

But soon they got out of this state, because Xiao Ping'er and Saranzhu had opened the steamer lid and put the white, soft mushroom buns into their empty bowls.

Xiao Ping'er's face was filled with a gentle smile: "Two for each person. After eating and having a good sleep, everything will be fine."

Seeing this gentle smile and words, the steam coming out of the buns seemed to wet their eyes instantly, and some of the little girls burst into tears.

The leading beggar's eyes were also slightly red, thinking of his old lady... Well, okay, the dead old lady was not so beautiful, let alone so gentle, but the caring was the same.

Immediately, his heart tightened, and he quickly glanced at someone who was starting to copy books again: adults don't like to hear children crying.

During my wandering life for more than a year, I occasionally met good people, but more malicious ones.

Most of their crying resulted in impatience, disgust, and even fistfights, which was not bad.

Once it attracts unscrupulous people like the two ruffians today who want to "eat" it skin and bones, it will be a real trouble.

Gu Ke and the three women looked as usual.

Xiaoman simply opened a mushroom bun and moved it to a crying little girl: "Come, eat the bun first. You will feel good after eating it."

This is a rule of thumb.

Every time she thinks about eating or eating something good, she feels extremely happy, and I think these children should be the same.

The little girl was attracted by the scent, her crying turned into sobbing, and she couldn't help but open her mouth and bite it.

The dough of this bun is so soft and fluffy that it looks like a fingerprint when pressed.

The stuffing mixed with a little lard is mainly composed of fragrant small mushroom diced, followed by carrot diced and garlic diced. It is not too salty but has a fragrant fragrance, which is perfect for these children who have been hungry for a long time.

The little girl took two bites, then raised her hands, grabbed the opened bun, and took a big bite.

Seeing this, the other children gradually stopped crying, grabbed the buns in the bowl and ate them.

They always cared more about food than crying.

Crying can't fill your stomach, but steamed buns can.

The buns were also not very big and were eaten quickly.

The children who were full could no longer support themselves and leaned on the table, lying there reminiscing about their first full meal in a long time.

Only then did Gu Ke put down the pen and book in his hand and looked at the leading beggar who barely remained seated: "Young man, what is your name?

The little beggar: "To tell you what to do, my name is Jiang Shun. The ginger that is ginger, is shunshun, shunshun, shunshun."

Gu Ke nodded: "Jiang Shun, you have some talent, would you like to learn cooking from me?"

Jiang Shuncai wanted to nod, but then he was stunned: "I would like...what, learn to cook?"

Gu Ke nodded: "It seems you don't want to, how about that?"

"This..." Jiang Shun hesitated. Obviously, farming was much more attractive than cooking.

Gu Ke's face was serious: "Do you still want to be a craftsman?"

"Ah, this, this, this," Jiang Shun was even more excited, but the thought of practicing martial arts lingered in his mind, and his head seemed to be stuck, unable to move down.

Gu Ke finally smiled: "It seems that you want to practice martial arts."

Jiang Shun's head moved suddenly, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Immediately thinking of something, he quickly slipped down from the high stool, took two steps back, and followed the movements of those disciples when he was taught to accept disciples in his memory, and he bowed to the ground: "Meet the master... huh?"

Before the word "Fu" could be spoken, his mouth was blocked by a force, and his whole body stood upright involuntarily.

Gu Ke put away his smile and shook his head: "It's not that easy to be my apprentice."

Jiang Shun looked disappointed, but not too sad.

The teacher in the town had to accept a sum of money every year to recruit apprentices, and ordinary people couldn't afford to learn from it.

He only thought of this after he was "being" stood up.

"But since you can walk into this room of everything, it's fate." Gu Ke changed the topic: "In these five days, I will teach you something. How much you can learn depends on your own ability."

"Sir, sir..." A timid voice suddenly broke in.

Gu Ke and Jiang Shun both turned their heads and saw the little girl of five or six years old next to the little beggar, who seemed to be called Xiaoya.

Being watched by the two people, Xiaoya became obviously nervous, but she subconsciously said: "I want to learn to cook."

Jiang Shun:? ? ?

Gu Ke chuckled and nodded: "Yes."

The other little beggars nearby were ready to make a move.

Gu Ke glanced over: "The same goes for you. I can teach you within five days."

The little beggars got excited and talked a lot, but they were quickly stopped by the leader Jiang Shun. They all got off their stools and bowed to Gu Ke: "Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, God."

"Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, sir."

Gu Ke accepted this bow, waved them off, raised his hand and pointed at the three women beside him: "Next, follow their instructions and take care of yourself first."

The little beggars had no objections. Xiao Man pulled the two youngest girls, Xiao Ping'er and Salanzhu greeted the other children and headed towards the depths of the hall.

Everything goes well in the house of all things.

After accepting these children, Gu Ke just casually added a toilet, sink, and shower room in the inner corner of the first floor.

Modeled after the public facilities of the school in the previous life, the toilets and shower rooms are divided into men's and women's doors, and there is a public sink between the two doors.

There were fifteen children, ten boys and five girls. Xiao Man took the five little girls into the women's shower room, and Xiao Ping'er and Salanzhu took the boys into the men's shower room.

They were told and demonstrated how to use soap and shower. They had to help each other with the specific bathing process.

There is plenty of hot water and soap to use at will. There is only one requirement - make yourself clean.

And the dirty clothes they are wearing now have to be washed. If there are important things, take them out and put them on the side with new clothes.

After a while, the sound of water and playfulness came from another shower room.

The three girls came back. Xiaoman smiled and poured herself a glass of red nai juice, looking like she was waiting for a good show.

Seeing this, Saranzhu poked her big bun with her finger: "What bad idea are you thinking of again?"

Xiaoman responded by elbowing the bun, and immediately retorted: "What bad idea, I'm just waiting for them to be driven back and wash again."

Saranzhu was very confident in the endurance of her pectoralis major muscles, and embraced Xiaoman in the face of the elbow: "Really? I don't believe it."

She also looked at Gu Ke.

Gu Ke took out a pot of hot tea, poured a cup for everyone, picked up the cup and took a sip.

Seeing that Saranzhu was still staring at him, he could only nod: "Eighty percent of them will have to wash their hair a second time. You can't expect these hungry kids to be hygienic."

After getting the answer, Saranzhu looked at Xiaoman in surprise, and said with a sigh: "I didn't expect you to have a brain?"

"You have a brain, but it's all on your chest, like a big steamed bun - no filling at all." Xiaoman retorted without thinking.

Gu Ke smiled but said nothing: Xiaoman is not smart at all, maybe she remembered the time when he was forced to wash her hair because he disliked her for being too smelly.

Thinking of this, he moved his mind, and just as he was drawing a few handfuls of water, the two little boys who wanted to get dressed heard a voice in their ears: "It's not clean, wash it again."

Without saying anything, the two little boys understood that it was Gu Ke who was talking, and returned to the shower with a bitter face.

Jiang Shun came over, holding a soap full of foam in his hand, with a serious face: "Loach, mangy dog, the adults said that I should wash you well."

The two little boys trembled: "Brother, I, can we do it ourselves?"

Jiang Shun smiled on his white face just after washing, and shook his head: "Of course... No, you were lazy just now. Erpi, Shuanzi, come and hold them tightly, I must rub off a layer of skin from them today."

"Brother, don't, ah ah ah ah~" Screams and laughter came from the shower room.

Xiao Ping'er chuckled.

Sa Lanzhu was puzzled.

Xiao Man...felt the same?

In fact, not only the boys were "forced to go back to the furnace" several times, but also the girls.

Xiao Man and Sa Lanzhu volunteered to enter the female shower room, and then there was a burst of little girls' whimpering.

It's not that taking a bath and washing hair is really uncomfortable, but many children are really not used to taking a bath with hot water.

These little beggars haven't had a hot shower for a year or two. The huge amount of water and heat from the shower makes them feel suffocated.

Adults can overcome this with reason, but children can't. It's normal for them to scream and cry even more miserably.