"All right. Thank you, Yuan." Xing put down the bowl of instant noodles in his hand and thanked him.
"You're welcome." Yuan Zhou nodded and started to cook the porridge.
Xing's financial situation was not bad. He used the famous fragrant rice in Thailand. The rice grains were slender and white, giving off a delicate fragrance.
"Our rice is good, right? You Chinese people usually buy dozens of kilograms of rice when you come here," Xing said proudly.
"Yes, it's good. But there are better ones in China. You can go back and try them when you have time," Yuan Zhou said.
Yuan Zhou was a hypocritical youth. That was why he said that. After all, Xing was also a Chinese. He just didn't have Chinese nationality and didn't grow up in China.
Yuan Zhou felt it was necessary to educate him about China's vast territory and abundant resources.
"I think Thailand is good. The food is delicious, there are many beautiful women, and the climate is good," Xing shook his head subconsciously and said with a smile.
"Um." Yuan Zhou didn't say anything more this time. He just nodded.
"There's even a clay pot." When Yuan Zhou was looking for a pot, he found a white clay pot at the bottom of the cabinet. He was surprised.
"Oh, my girlfriend put this pot here." Xiao Xing grinned.
Yuan Zhou was speechless. "Is it necessary for this guy to show off his girlfriend all the time?"
However, Yuan Zhou didn't find it strange that Xing had a clay pot at home. After all, Thai cuisine was influenced by Chinese and other Western countries. Moreover, Xing was a Thai Chinese.
This time, Yuan Zhou didn't say anything. He took out the clay pot and started to wash it.
This clay pot seemed to have been used before, just not often. Therefore, Yuan Zhou washed it very quickly and it was very clean.
"He is indeed a chef. He even washes the pot quickly," Xing praised at the side.
"Of course." Yuan Zhou nodded without any hesitation.
"You really don't need my help?" Xing asked again.
"No," Yuan Zhou refused directly.
"Alright." Xing shrugged and continued to watch Yuan Zhou cook.
Yuan Zhou was very good at cooking. Whether it was scooping out the rice and washing it, or soaking it in the clay pot after washing, these movements were as natural and fast as flowing water, and not a single drop of water was spilled during the process.
One had to know that every time Xiao Xing's girlfriend cooked and he helped her wash the vegetables, the ground would be covered with a layer of water after washing the vegetables.
Of course, Xiao Xing couldn't be blamed for this. The faucet wasn't installed well. It was too high, so water easily spilled out.
With a sound of "Peng", Yuan Zhou put aside the earthenware pot in which the rice grains were soaked and then started to wash the vegetables. This time, it was the water spinach.
Yuan Zhou carefully looked at the water spinach and smelled it. He found that other than the slight difference in appearance and texture, the other parts were similar to those in China.
The water spinach here was thin and long, and it had a slightly soft texture, unlike the thick and short spinach in China, but it had a crispy texture.
When he was washing the water spinach, Yuan Zhou was very careful. He was careful not to damage the leaves, and he had to clean every single one of them.
After he was done, he put the water spinach into a sieve at the side to drain. At this time, a quarter of the chicken meat was almost defrosted.
"Yuan, you are really awesome. It's fine that you washed the vegetables so quickly, but why didn't you pour the water out?" Xiao Xing circled around Yuan Zhou and then asked in surprise.
"Raise your hands high, don't throw the vegetables," Yuan Zhou said concisely.
"Oh, is that so?" Xiao Xing continued to watch Yuan Zhou cook.
"I will save the chicken drumstick for you," Yuan Zhou suddenly said to Xiao Xing.
"Ah? Oh, okay. "Xiao Xing nodded blankly.
After Xiao Xing agreed, Yuan Zhou picked up a kitchen knife and directly disassembled the breast meat of the chicken.
Apart from the intact drumstick, Yuan Zhou didn't throw away the remaining chicken bones. Instead, he put them aside for later use.
"Wow, Chef Yuan, the way you used the knife just now was really awesome!" Xiao Xing exclaimed in surprise.
That's right. Just now, after Xiao Xing agreed, Yuan Zhou took the knife. Xiao Xing only saw two slashes and the chicken meat was separated. The breast meat was separated, the drumstick was separated, and the bones were separated. It was so neat and tidy that it was like magic.
"It's the basics of a chef," Yuan Zhou said modestly.
"Tsk, tsk. Which chef's knife is so awesome? Awesome." Xiao Xing gave Yuan Zhou a thumbs up.
Yuan Zhou nodded with a smile and didn't say anything.
After the chicken meat was separated, the soaked rice was almost done. Then, Yuan Zhou started to cook the porridge.
In order to save time, halfway through the soaking, Yuan Zhou added ice cubes into the rice.
Leaving everything else aside, ice cubes were common in Thailand. Xiao Xing always had small ice cubes at home to mix with water or drinks. Thais were used to drinking iced water.
"Hua Hua", Yuan Zhou started to drain the water from the rice.
After draining the water, Yuan Zhou picked up the oil on the stove and sniffed it. There wasn't any strange smell. It should be some kind of bean oil. Then, he poured two drops of oil into the pot.
After stirring it evenly with chopsticks, he poured the oil into a bowl. Then, he cleaned the clay pot and filled half of the pot with water. Then, he started to boil it.
The rice that Yuan Zhou soaked was based on the appetite of the two. The amount should be two small bowls for each person.
Soon, the water started to boil. At this time, Yuan Zhou directly poured the white rice into the pot. After the cold rice was put into the pot, the water stopped boiling. After a while, it started boiling again.
However, this time, the white and thin rice grains were stirred up. It was obvious that the amount of water and rice was just right. The boiling was very even.
After the water boiled for five minutes, Yuan Zhou adjusted the heat to medium and covered the lid to stew the porridge. While the porridge was stewing, he started to prepare the salad.
Yuan Zhou planned to make a cold water spinach and a sour and spicy chicken shredded. It should be good to eat with the porridge.
The cold water spinach was very easy to make. He only needed to blanch the water spinach and arrange it on a plate. Then, he mixed the sauce and sprinkled it layer by layer. Slowly, the taste would soak in.
The water spinach was spicy. Yuan Zhou was familiar with this seasoning. However, for the sour and spicy chicken shredded, Yuan Zhou planned to add local seasoning from Thailand.
After all, Yuan Zhou didn't want to eat meat when he was suffering from diarrhea. This meat was prepared for Little Xing.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish." These were the crisp sounds of the knife touching the chopping board.
Ever since Yuan Zhou started cooking, Little Xing had been playing with his phone. After all, he had repeatedly confirmed that Yuan Zhou didn't need his help. Besides, he wasn't interested in cooking.
It was also a good idea to take advantage of this time to chat with his girlfriend.
As for Yuan Zhou, he had long since mastered the art of timing. Therefore, when the porridge was uncovered and the porridge was boiling, the two cold dishes were ready.
"Time to eat." Yuan Zhou carried the dishes and the boiling clay pot.
"It smells so good." Little Xing, who came back to his senses, immediately smelled the fragrance of the porridge.
Yuan Zhou didn't remove the lid until it was served. Before that, there was basically no smoke in the room.
It was time to show his true skills.
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