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120 Teaching Him How to Cook

The color of the potato was also on the white side, and the texture was very soft and chewy, but it lacked the unique fragrance of potatoes. Other than the slightly inferior taste and the smaller size, there was no big problem.

If everyone could grow it successfully, most people in the base would not have to worry about food and clothing anymore. If people could be self-sufficient, the pressure on the base would reduce. In her previous life, Du Yue had always lived in a small, remote base. She had never seen a new species of produce that could withstand cold. Now that she had the conditions and a lot of time, she decided to try planting some.

If she succeeded, she would earn more money. If she failed, she could afford to bear the cost. However, Du Yue did not start planting the plants right away. He Xing had also bought the same sweet potatoes and potatoes. She wanted to ask him if he was planning to plant them as well. Du Yue did not have much experience in planting crops, so the success rate would be higher if the two of them studied and discussed it together.

At half-past five in the early evening, Du Yue knocked on He Xing’s door. She had only knocked twice when He Xing came out to open the door for her. Du Yue walked in and closed the door behind her. “You always cook in the bedroom, right?” Du Yue asked him.

“Yes, the bedroom is warmer. Let’s go in.” He Xing said as he led Du Yue into the bedroom. In the small bedroom, there was a bed, a furnace, and a small table. There were also some boxes piled up against the wall.

Perhaps it was because there were too many things in the room and they took up a lot of the space, but Du Yue felt very warm when she walked in. Although the heating equipment in this bedroom was much less than Du Yue’s bedroom, with only a furnace, the temperature did not feel much different.

However, Du Yue did not ask further. Although the two of them were already very familiar with each other and could even be considered friends, Du Yue had no interest in prying into other people’s privacy. On the wall next to the furnace, there was a metal shelf. It was filled with seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar. Du Yue took a closer look and realized that He Xing had indeed prepared a lot of spices.

The table next to it was also filled with ingredients that had been washed and processed. He Xing picked up a book, flipped open one of the pages, and presented it to Du Yue. I’ve wanted to eat these boiled pork slices for a long time. After that, he turned a few pages. “And I want to eat this steamed chicken and steamed pork ribs. Can you teach me how to cook them?”

Du Yue looked at the table at the side after hearing He Xing’s words. There were defrosted ribs and meat slices on the plate on the table, as well as cut chicken pieces. The meat slices were very thin, and it was obvious that he had good cutting skills. In another small basin, there were small potatoes soaked in water.

He Xing had prepared the ingredients in advance. She was just teaching him how to cook, so Du Yue did not have any objections.

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“Let’s put the chicken and ginger cooking wine in the pot with cold water first!” Du Yue said that the chicken had to be cooled after it was cooked, so they cooked the chicken first and waited for it to cool before making other dishes. While He Xing was cooking the chicken, Du Yue cut up some dried chilies, garlic, and scallions and placed them in a bowl. Then, she found a small pot to heat up some oil and poured it on top.

The aroma of the hot oil mixed with the chilies, garlic, and scallions rushed into their noses. If it was not for the high-tech exhaust hood working at the side, the smell would definitely attract a lot of attention. He Xing did not know if anyone else would cry from the aroma, but he was on the verge of death. He leaned in front of Du Yue and sniffed the chili oil. “Oh my God, this is so fragrant,” he praised.

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Du Yue wanted to laugh at He Xing’s ignorant look. “It’s just chili oil. Why are you acting like you’ve never seen it before?” she asked.

“I’ve never seen it before!”

“What?” Du Yue’s hand froze. “You’ve never seen chili oil before?”

However, before He Xing could give an explanation, Du Yue figured it out herself. “You’ve never cooked for yourself before, right? It’s normal that you haven’t seen it before.”

No matter how she looked at it, He Xing’s living conditions before the apocalypse must have been pretty good, so it was not strange that he had never been to the kitchen.

She just did not know what he was doing prior to this. When the extreme heat first came, he failed to make a living and could not even afford to eat. He Xing, who was cooking the chicken, paused for a moment. He then smiled at Du Yue and said, “There are so many delicacies that I’ve never tried before. I want to try them all. Can you teach me all of them in the future?”

Du Yue laughed. “No problem. It’s not a big deal.” She didn’t find it troublesome to teach He Xing how to cook. The days were boring and long, and it was quite fun to cook and eat together. Since He Xing was the one who wanted to learn, he was naturally the one who had to do it. Du Yue just stood by the side and explained the steps to him.

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