Siheyuan: He Yuzhu starts with god-level cooking skills

The steam oven gave off an enticing aroma, and He Yuzhu couldn't wait to open the lid.

What appeared before him was a brightly colored, uniquely flavored honey-glazed roasted chicken. At that moment, his eyes revealed a sense of satisfaction and pride.

"Thank you, Sister Limei, for always helping me solve various problems!" He Yuzhu smiled and stretched out his hands towards Li Limei.

Hearing this, Sister Limei also responded with a smile and gently shook Mr. He's hand. "Mr. He, thank you for the compliment. In fact, these are all small things. Your superb cooking skills and persistence in details make this delicacy so outstanding."

He Yuzhu picked up a meat cleaver and handled the fresh meat ingredients in the kitchen with familiarity and fluency, which formed an interesting contrast with Li Limei who was watching quietly on the side. Although Li Limei was not as experienced as He Yuzhu, her diligence and carefulness were impressive.

Seeing He Yuzhu's confident cutting of the meat, Li Limei nodded in agreement and watched intently. At this moment, He Yuzhu was using his skillful technique to cut out layers of neat and even chicken skin on the chicken on the chopping board. The next step was to quickly and accurately remove the excess skin and bones from the chicken.

He then cuts the chicken muscle into thin, even pieces and places them carefully on a beautifully decorated plate. "The key is to keep the slices thin and even to preserve the best flavor," he explains. "Now it looks like each piece of chicken is full of life and story."

Li Limei handed over the chicken part and respectfully said that she would follow suit, "Mr. He, please let me learn this wonderful art!"

In the following time, both of them devoted themselves to their own efforts: one was attentive and meticulous, while the other was concentrating on observing and imitating. He Yuzhu not only shared his cooking secrets, but also gave Li Limei timely guidance. "It takes time and patience to cook such delicious dishes," "I believe you can do well," these words were full of encouragement and affirmation, making the atmosphere more harmonious and pleasant. In the end, with the perfect implementation of the cooking steps, the aroma of the roast chicken on the table overflowed, and the deliciousness and sense of accomplishment filled the whole room. This is not only a presentation of the art of cooking, but also the crystallization of an experience of friendship and mutual inspiration.

Li Jiaxin explained with a smile: "This is the Daxi peach juice that has been passed down in our family." "The rumor is based on ancient records, and it was discovered and passed down by the Daxi people."

“It looks easy to make, but it actually contains a unique secret recipe.” “You’ll understand once you taste it.”

Zhang Minghua's eyes lit up with curiosity: "Wow." "It's actually a recipe that has been passed down for a long time."

"I'm very interested in this, can I try to learn it?"

Li Jiaxin nodded slightly: "No problem. This drink is indeed simple and easy to learn." "First, we need to choose fresh peaches and syrup."

"Both materials are easy to find today."

Zhang Minghua held a peach in his hand with a confused look on his face.

"How do I operate this peach?"

Li Jiaxin took the peach and responded with a smile: "First, wash the peaches." "Peel the skin." "Next, slice them and set aside." Zhang Minghua's eyes widened.

"I see!" "Why is there the word 'honey' in peach juice?" "Why does it become a 'honey-colored drink'?" Li Jiaxin gently answered: "Because the syrup is added," "It makes the whole juice richer and sweeter." The unique production process of peach juice is actually quite simple: "After processing the pulp and peel, pour the prepared fruit particles and the appropriate amount of syrup into the blender." "Then turn on the slow gear and blend for about five minutes and then stop."

Zhang Minghua listened with great interest and praised, "Oh, it's so skillful," "This process can also make the fruit retain enough taste?"

"After the peach juice is ready, let it sit for a while and wait for it to cool down." Seeing Zhang Minghua's expectant look,

Li Jiaxin further instructed: "Iced peach juice is better to drink, it is cool and refreshing, and it can better reflect the layered peach fragrance." She found the whole production process very interesting and desirable. "Okay, I understand, this is indeed a unique and memorable little idea,"

"I will definitely give it a try next time I get a chance." Li Jiaxin continued, "Next,"

We're now ready to add some seasonings, including lemon, passion fruit or a little honey.

This can enhance the taste and add a fresh breath. "Blend everything evenly." Seeing Zhang Minghua's concentration, she couldn't help but praise, "Yes," "The charm of this honey peach drink lies in its perfect blending ratio." "Let each taste and layer interweave and resonate beautifully."

Zhang Minghua took the spoon in his hand and took a sip gently, his expression full of satisfaction and sigh:.

Although living conditions are not very good now.

But human beings' pursuit of delicious food has never diminished. This Daxi peach juice is just such a warm and familiar memory. It is not just a small contribution to a traditional family heritage, but a precious memory passed down from generation to generation.

Seeing Li Jiaxin's smiling face, my heart is filled with deep respect for food and culture:

"Food is not divided by country or region. The real key is to know how to cherish and appreciate it." "Thank you for sharing, Jiaxin. I am very grateful for the opportunity to learn how to make it this way." Zhang Minghua said with sincere gratitude.

“If I can master it one day, I hope to invite you to taste my work again.” “I believe that through continuous practice and exploration, I will one day understand the core of culinary art.”

The moment Zhang Minghua and I walked out of the kitchen together, time seemed to slow down a lot.

The two figures are cast in the warm family gathering.

Li Jiaxin carefully packed a variety of desserts and special drinks and placed them on the table.

In this way, they share their common love and deep emotions for food.

"This is a masterpiece that we both prepared with our own hands. Please enjoy it!" Li Jiaxin said the last sentence happily, and everyone gathered together in response to her warm invitation.

"What a strange existence. I thought you only knew how to work." He Yuzhu just smiled indifferently and said nothing.

At the dining table, people sat around it, using their chopsticks to pick up the delicacies and put them into their respective bowls and plates. The aroma of the delicious food filled the air and lingered between their teeth.

Everyone unconsciously praised: "Wow, it's delicious!"

While enjoying the delicious food, He Yuzhu felt satisfied and smiled from the bottom of his heart. Li Limei also put down the tableware in her hand and said with satisfaction: "Mr. He's cooking skills are really first-class, which touched me deeply."

"This dinner was cooked to perfection, I really should thank you." He Yuzhu nodded and smiled at her. "Limei, cooking is not just about technique." He further elaborated, "It's more about the heart and passion to make every meal."

“Sometimes, there are stories hidden deep inside a person’s heart. I sweat in the kitchen and enjoy the beauty of cooking.”

“That’s why I want to use this feast to let you experience my craftsmanship and express my gratitude to everyone.”

At this time, Li Limei asked softly: "Have you specially arranged something unusual for this banquet?" He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with cunning, and he smiled and said: "Yes, a very special friend has prepared it, and I am waiting for their arrival. I want to make this banquet different."

Not long after, He Yuzhu waited quietly for Li Qing to show up, and he was always punctual.

As he was thinking, he noticed a figure flashing at the entrance of his house: "Li Qing, here he comes!"

He Yuzhu happily went over to greet his friend.

Li Qing, wearing a suit, looked steady and generous, as if adding a scholar's demeanor. He followed He Yuzhu into the warm residence and spoke gently: "Li Qing, it is an honor to take the time to participate in this celebration. I am looking forward to the discussion tonight."

“Thank you for coming to share this joy with me.” He praised: “Your paper is indeed of far-reaching research value and influence.”

Li Qing replied with respect, "I admire your academic efforts and talents." He Yuzhu's face showed pride, "I am really delighted by your praise. I will definitely do my best to give a satisfactory answer tonight."

Li Qingqian smiled and nodded, his eyes revealing a concealed sense of accomplishment. He knew that his long-term plan had finally paid off - he could get in touch with the person he admired.

They both walked into the house and thought back to two hours ago.

At that time, He Yuzhu, who had been busy for a long time and finally completed his thesis, was now deep in thought in the simple and elegant living room. He was immersed in a time-consuming and painstaking research. Today's banquet was to celebrate this achievement with his close friend Li Qing. He cleverly placed the revised data draft on the tea table.

A sidelong glance swept across the wall with quaint paintings:

"He Yuzhu, this painting is very unique, right? Is it your new collection?" Li Qing asked excitedly.

He Yuzhu smiled and replied: "Yes, I just happened to come across it while browsing the antique market."

Since I am not familiar with the field of art, this can only be considered an unexpected acquisition.

Then he noticed that Li Qing's eyes were fixed on the tea table filled with light. So he pretended to stand up and pick up the tea canister from the table and asked, "Li Qing, do you want to try Pu'er tea?"

"Of course." "Then I'll follow your wishes."

Li Qing slowly approached the coffee table. While waiting for the tea, they shared a warm and meaningful gathering. The stories behind it became less secret at this moment.

Chapter 450: Intertwined Secrets:

Li Qing stood up gently, as if he remembered something. "Sorry, I need to leave for a while, I'm going to the bathroom," he said softly.