Chapter 12: The Life of Zhenjin's Gu Cultivation
When everyone gathered together, there was an old lady standing in the middle with the prepared weaving materials.
The director introduced with a smile.
"This old lady has more than 40 years of experience in weaving bamboo baskets."
“Now every family needs to learn from the process of grandma weaving a bamboo basket and weave a bamboo basket.”
"The family that succeeds in compiling the ingredients first can have priority in choosing the ingredients for lunch today."
"Okay, enough talking, let's see how grandma made it up."
The old lady first selected bamboo strips with uniform thickness and tough texture from piles of bamboo strips.
Although her eyes were already a little dim, they seemed particularly bright at this moment, as if she could see through the surface of the bamboo sticks to its inner quality.
After selecting the bamboo strips, the old lady began to use a sharp knife to flatten them one by one, ensuring that each bamboo strip was smooth and thorn-free.
Next, the old lady sat on a tattered stool, her hands moving between the bamboo strips, sometimes crossing, sometimes parallel, with skillful and dexterous movements.
Her fingers pressed gently on the bamboo strips, weaving them tightly together to form a sturdy base.
With the base completed, the old lady began to gradually weave the bamboo strips upwards to form a three-dimensional basket.
Her fingers moved quickly between the bamboo strips, as if she was playing a silent movement. Every movement seemed so natural and smooth, as if it had been integrated into her life.
Under the skillful hands of the old lady, a light and lovely bamboo basket gradually took shape. Its shape is round and full, and its lines are smooth and graceful.
The old lady patted the basket gently with her hands, checking every detail to make sure there were no flaws.
Finally, a perfect bamboo basket appeared in front of us. It is light and cute, like a little elf, containing the wisdom and ingenuity of the old lady.
After watching the grandma's editing process, which was a visual feast, the live broadcast room also started to cry out.
"Wow, this speed and this movement are really beautiful."
"Would you like to sell this bamboo basket? It can be used as a handicraft."
"It's really beautiful. The things left by our ancestors are always beautiful."
"It's not only beautiful but also practical. I used it to carry a lot of things when I was a kid, especially when I went to pick mushrooms with a small bamboo basket after the rain. Thinking back on it now can calm my restless heart."
"It's easy to watch grandma weave it."
"My head and eyes say I can do it, but my hands say I can't do anything makabaka."
“Me too.”
These celebrity families have never done any work, let alone such a skillful activity as weaving bamboo baskets.
But for the sake of the show and lunch, I still went ahead.
Gu Ling was the first to react. She walked over to the old lady, took her hand and praised her cooking skills.
Then, under the guidance of grandma, I selected the bamboo strips for weaving.
The Gu brothers also stepped forward and each took some materials and began to weave clumsily. Chi Meng had never done this before.
Of course, she is no longer a normal human being, but now she can basically remember everything she sees.
He picked up the things, found a corner and started working without saying a word.
But she didn't speed up very much. After all, she couldn't steal the limelight from Gu Ling.
Gu Ling suddenly had an idea and realized that there was a loophole when the program crew said it. He only said that it should become a complete one, and did not specify the size of the bamboo basket.
Now the smaller it gets, the faster it gets.
While everyone was still not reacting, she began to weave, recalling the old lady's movements.
Chi Meng also found it interesting and gradually immersed herself in the world of weaving bamboo baskets.
Gu Ling was the first to weave two palm-sized bamboo baskets and excitedly handed them to the director.
Thus, I got the first place and got the ingredients.
But when they brought the ingredients back, they were shocked to find that they had never been to the kitchen since they were young and had no idea how to cook.
But at this time Gu Li found Chi Meng.
"You can cook, right?"
"You will be the one to cook today's meal."
The tone of voice, the words that left no room for doubt, were as if Chi Meng was a servant in his family.
For her follow-up plans, Chi Meng walked into the kitchen without saying a word, and while she was preparing to cook.
Gu Li accidentally fell on his face, his nose was bleeding, and he also lost two teeth.
If you provoke her, she will take revenge immediately.
The ingredients those people picked were all high-end. Chi Meng didn't know how to cook any top-notch meals. She could only cook some home-cooked dishes.
First, Chi Meng began to prepare the braised pork. She selected a piece of pork belly with alternating fat and lean meat and cut it into even-sized pieces.
Heat the pan with cold oil, add rock sugar and stir-fry until it melts. When the sugar turns red, quickly pour in the meat and stir-fry until each piece of meat is coated with the attractive sugar color. Then add ginger slices, scallions, cooking wine, light soy sauce and dark soy sauce, stir-fry evenly, pour into the casserole, and simmer over low heat.
The braised pork is bubbling in the casserole, exuding a rich meaty aroma that makes people want to taste it.
On the other side, Chi Meng began to prepare stir-fried seasonal vegetables.
Wash and cut fresh greens into sections, prepare minced garlic. Pour a proper amount of oil into the pan, heat it up, add minced garlic and sauté until fragrant, then pour in the greens and stir-fry quickly.
The green vegetables are jumping in the pot, and the green leaves gradually become soft, exuding a fresh aroma.
Finally, add a little salt and chicken essence to season, stir-fry evenly and serve.
Next up was the braised eggplant.
Cut the eggplant into dice and marinate with salt for a while to remove excess water. Heat the pan with cold oil, add the eggplant and fry until both sides are golden brown, remove and set aside.
Heat oil in another pan, add onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant, add bean paste and stir-fry until red oil turns, then pour in the fried eggplant and stir-fry evenly.
Finally, add light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, sugar and appropriate amount of water, cover the pot and simmer until the eggplant is well-seasoned. Braised eggplant is bright red in color and soft in texture, and is very good with rice.
The soup I chose was seaweed egg drop soup.
Cut the laver into small pieces and break up the eggs for later use. Pour water into a pot and bring to a boil. Add the laver and cook until it softens. Then pour in the egg liquid to form beautiful egg flowers.
Finally, add salt and sesame oil to taste, and sprinkle with chopped green onions for garnish. Seaweed egg drop soup is refreshing and delicious, which can relieve greasiness and supplement nutrition.
Finally, of course, rice is indispensable. Wash the rice and put it into the rice cooker, add appropriate amount of water, and press the cooking button.
After a while, there was a gurgling sound from the rice cooker and the air was filled with the aroma of rice.
After the fragrance wafted out, Gu Ling ran over, praised her, and performed a deep sisterly love in front of the camera, then faced Chi Meng's cold eyes.
Act like I'm wronged and upset, but I'm a strong and good sister.
I wanted to help take the food out of the plates, but as soon as I touched it, I felt so burned that I covered my earlobes with my hands, looking like a good sister who was helping me even though I was burned.
After seeing this scene, how could the brothers of the Gu family let their little princess do such rough work?
One by one, they condescended to come to the kitchen to help bring the dishes to the table.
Without even saying thank you, he just started eating.
Chi Meng didn't care about their attitude and ate his meal in silence. After all, he couldn't bother with the dead. They wouldn't have many days of good life anyway.
When they are paralyzed in bed, they won't be able to eat even these home-cooked meals.
I have never thought of bringing down the Gu family. After all, this body is also the bloodline of the Gu family. When all the members of the Gu family die due to various accidents, the Gu family will be in my hands.
After dinner, we were not given any time to rest in the afternoon before being told to play games with other families.
Each person writes down what they like and dislike, and then asks family members to guess.