Chapter 8 The square-inch stove is her territory!
Nanzhi Nanyi went out not long ago. When she came back, her hands were full of things.
Nanyi is holding a basket full of eggs, and his thin little arms are frightening to watch, and you are always worried that he will drop the things.
Nanzhi was behind him, carrying a heavy bag of rice in one hand and a large bag of spring onions in the other, as well as salt, lard and other condiments, but he was no more impressive than Nanyi, a four-and-a-half-year-old child. Peace of mind.
Because she is too thin, even if she is wearing a thick knitted dress, she still has a sickly feeling of weakness.
Just when the audience in the live broadcast room was wondering why Nanzhi prepared so many ingredients.
Nanzhi put the things away, went around to the back of the house, and rolled out a tin dining cart covered with plastic sheeting.
The dining car is brand new, but very simple, with only basic tools such as a gas stove, a large iron pot and a rice cooker.
It is not even the kind that can be ridden with the front of the car attached, but must be pushed by hand!
At this point, the mysterious Nanzhi profession has finally been revealed!
Question marks quickly filled the screen.
Then, the audience began to mock each other:
[Food stall? Are you crazy or am I crazy? 】
【I suggest that the program team apply for an ambulance to be nearby. If someone has food poisoning, it can be taken away immediately! /狗头/】
【I am more curious about where the ingredients come from. Obviously, 100 yuan cannot buy so many things. 】
【Script! Once the stall is set up, a large number of extras will perform for you so delicious it will make you cry! 】
【Tsk, tsk, you really worked hard to fool us viewers! 】
【Let’s just take the royal script that Nanzhi took. I just came from other live broadcast rooms, and everyone else is adapting honestly, so there is no need to kill everyone with one stroke. 】
【Nanzhi doesn’t look like someone who can cook. If she wants to cook delicious food, I will stand on my head and eat it! 】
……
Nanzhi and Nanyi put the ingredients in the dining car together.
The bottom of the dining car is surrounded by iron sheets on three sides. After placing the ingredients, there is still a small space left.
Nanzhi suddenly had a whim and asked Nanyi:
"Yiyi, do you want to sit here?"
Nanyi did not speak, only keeping quiet with his dark eyes. Look at Nazhi.
Nanzhi had no choice but to give up the idea with regret.
"Let's go then."
Nanzhi and Nanyi pushed the food cart and walked out of the shanty town, and saw the night market across the street.
Such a short distance, but it seems like two worlds -
The shanty town is old, dark and damp, like a small shadow left on the edge of time;
The night market is lively, bright, and the aroma of food is intertwined, which is the atmosphere of earthly fireworks that is enough to comfort people's hearts.
It’s almost six o’clock.
Although it is not the peak period for crowds, diners are already appearing one after another.
Various food stalls are lined up one after another. There are very few open spaces and all the good spots are occupied by others.
Nanzhi Nanyi arrived a little late, so she could only choose a seat near the corner.
Fortunately, the fees, certificates, etc. required for setting up food stalls in the night market have been solved by the program team in advance because they are part of the character design script, saving Nazhi a lot of trouble.
She laid out the things one by one. She washed and steamed the rice first, chopped green onions, then took out the cardboard and pen she had prepared in advance, and wrote a line -
Golden Egg Fried Rice, 20 yuan.
Nanyi stood on tiptoe to take a look, but when Nanzhi turned around, she immediately acted as if nothing had happened.
He also imitated the stall owner next door and picked up a small rag to wipe around.
In fact, their dining cart is very clean and shiny enough to reflect light, so there is no need to wipe it down at all.
Nanzhi arched his eyebrows:
“Do you want to take a look?”
“No.”
Nanyi is still duplicity.
While refusing, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and then blurted out:
"Egg fried rice is so expensive!" Those dark eyes were wide and round, rarely showing a trace of childishness. childish.
But after saying that, Nan Yi realized something and turned pale.
Nanzhi was hanging up the cardboard and didn't notice the change in his expression.
Instead, the barrage started talking about this:
[What happened to Nanyi? The expression is strange. 】
【He actually knows that the price is expensive? magic. 】
【Is this price expensive? I thought it was quite cheap. Fried rice at any shop outside costs twenty or thirty. 】
【Barrage is the true ignorance of human suffering! You also said it was in a store, but this is a night market, famous for its cheap prices! Judging from the ingredients, it is fried rice with pure eggs and no meat. It sells for ten yuan! 】
[Is it because Nanzhi doesn’t understand the market? Can’t she watch and learn more from other stalls? Fu Chao doesn't understand anything either, but he knows how to be humble and ask questions! Really convinced! 】
【The location is already out of the way, but you still dare to sell it at this price. It’s really crazy! I guarantee there won’t be more than three guests tonight! 】
【It may be zero. 】
Just as the barrage guessed.
From the time the dining car was set up to the time the rice came out of the pot, not a single customer came to ask.
Or glance at it from a distance and pass it by with a blind eye.
Either you get closer and see the signboards and prices, and are immediately scared away.
Nanzhi is not in any hurry.
She asked Nan Yi slowly:
“Can we just have egg fried rice for dinner?”
Nan Yi's little mouth pursed again and again, looking slightly anxious.
He wanted to say something, but due to the cold and stalemate relationship between the two, he couldn't say anything.
This is really suffocating him!
Nanzhi is different.
After she finished speaking, she set up the iron pot, turned on the heat and poured oil.
——In an instant, her whole aura changed drastically!
Before this, Nanzhi was a bit lazy, or sickly.
Normally he doesn’t talk much, and occasionally his eyelids are half drooped, which spontaneously weakens his sense of presence.
However, when she stood in front of the fire, all her laziness was gone, and even her hair began to glow!
This small stove is her territory, and she conquers everything she sees!
Stab!
When the eggs are placed in the pot, they expand rapidly!
The hot rice is put into the pot at this time, the spoon swings with the pot, and the rice covered with eggs flows like a long golden river, constantly rolling!
The grains of salt are falling like snowflakes. No need for too much seasoning. Just sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion when it comes out of the pot, and the rich aroma will spread out like a heat wave!
Crack.
Nanzhi put away the spoon, turned off the heat, and with smooth movements, put the egg fried rice in front of Nanyi:
"Golden egg fried rice."
Nanyi was dumbfounded;
< br>The audience was dumbfounded;
The stall owner next door was also dumbfounded.
Only Nanzhi calmly picked up the spoon and scooped up a mouthful of rice:
"Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?"
Of course Nanyi was hungry.
He swallowed involuntarily, his eyes seemed to be glued to the egg fried rice.
The movement of his hand was not slow at all, he quickly picked up the spoon, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, snarled, and stuffed a full spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.
The aroma of eggs, rice, and green onions, combined with the simple taste of salt, creates an amazing deliciousness.
For the first time in Nan Yi’s short life of four and a half years, he had a concrete concept of the word “food”.
He looked at Nanzhi blankly. It was rare that there was no hidden sharpness in his eyes, but a very peaceful curiosity.
He seemed to know Nanzhi again.
(End of this chapter)