Seeing Zhang Wentao talking to himself, Shi Tiandong also gave up thinking and expressed his doubts.
"Why does your meat sauce taste so different from the one I made before?"
"It's not as exaggerated as you said, it's because you think too much." Zhang Wentao said, rolled the noodles into the plate, then sprinkled the meat sauce on it, made some arrangements, and walked to the place where he was cooking.
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I brought over the red wine I just used: "Pinot Noir, I found it in the wine cabinet just now. The taste of this wine is rich enough to increase the umami flavor of tomato sauce. Of course, you can also use Zinfandel,
Its fruity flavor is more prominent and can cover up the flavor of many spices.”
"That's it." Shi Tiandong almost figured it out. The fruitier red wine can better integrate the flavor of rosemary. When cooking over low heat, it can avoid the meat absorbing the flavor of the spice too much.
, but without losing its unique fragrance.
"Well, let's go, help me carry it." Zhang Wentao smiled and nodded. This is just a small skill, not worth showing off, but few cooking books will introduce this simple skill used by local talents.
The main reason is that the red wine used by every household is different, so it is difficult to achieve a unified view. After all, Italy has a rich red wine culture, and the wines produced in each region also have their own characteristics.
One of his Italian colleagues told him to use Pinot Noir and Zinfandel.
Otherwise, when he was making spaghetti bolognese, he would just grab a bottle of ordinary red wine from the kitchen and pour some into it.
In the afternoon, after dinner, we stayed for a while in the creative restaurant.
Originally, Hu Youyu wanted to take Damai and Zhang Wentao to the bar to stay for a while, but Damai rejected his proposal without even thinking about it. After following him out for a long time today, she had reached the limit of her resistance to social terrorism.
"I'm not going, I have to go back and help prepare the BBQ." Damai shook her head, hoping to quickly return to her cozy little courtyard.
Zhang Wentao actually really wanted to go. He had no interest in BBQ and was thinking about how to leave. But after seeing Damai's reaction, he had no choice but to let go of the idea. After all, they all lived together in the small courtyard, so it was time to participate in group activities.
I still have to participate, he thought in his heart, and he accompanied Damai to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the afternoon before taking the car back.
As for what decision Shi Tiandong will make, that is a question that Sun Xiaowei should be concerned about.
…
As soon as the two of them entered the small courtyard, they saw Ma Ye and Xu Hongdou preparing the ingredients for the evening BBQ. They said it was BBQ, and they thought they wanted to have a huge T-bone to support the scene, but in fact it was just an ordinary barbecue.
Under the sun, Xu Hongdou wore a delicate hairpin. The breeze blew across her face, lifting her silky hair. She was wearing an apron and frowning as she struggled with a meat skewer.
At first glance, she looks like a silly girl. She doesn't know how to use force to string the sticks, and she only has a little bit of brute force.
While Zhang Wentao was complaining in his heart, he walked over and took a look at the ingredients that Xie Zhiyao had brought for the evening. After clicking his tongue twice, he couldn't bear to complain.
"As for you, why don't you sit down and help, or just wait and eat tonight." Xu Hongdou, who was still struggling with the sticks, was obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Wentao's tut-tsk sound.
"Oh, then you can take your time and compete." After Zhang Wentao finished speaking, he asked Ma Ye, who was in charge of marinating the barbecue, "Do you want tea?"
…
"This guy, it's true!" Xu Hongdou looked at Zhang Wentao and the smiling Mr. Ma who were sitting in the tea room. He was so angry that he didn't want to help. He even kidnapped one of them.
"These two are really interesting."
Damai was sitting in front of the stone table, thinking blankly while helping Xu Hongdou hand out the lottery tickets.
After a while, Damai felt that something was wrong. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that they had actually spoken just now, and it was Zhang Wentao who took the initiative to speak to Xu Hongdou.
And Sister Hongdou seems... strange why I haven't seen this hairpin before.
"Sister Hongdou, who gave you the card?"
"Xie Zhiyuan, he came back from town today and will go back to Kunming to go to school in two days. He said it was a parting gift for me." Xu Hongdou finally finished stringing the string again before answering.
"What are you doing with Zhang Wentao today?" He took another sign and picked up a piece of beef. Thinking about using more strength, Xu Hongdou quickly said what he wanted to ask.
"Me, I went to the ancient town with him and Hu Youyu. You don't know, but the meat sauce pasta made by Brother Wen Tao at noon was delicious. It was definitely the best I have ever eaten.
"
Damai said plausibly, then picked up a stick and prepared to hand it to Xu Hongdou later.
Hearing this, Xu Hongdou "ha" skewered a piece of meat into a bamboo skewer, wiped the sweat falling from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said: "How delicious it can be, it's just a spaghetti sauce."
"
Yes, no matter how delicious it is, how different it is from the old BJ fried noodles.
I didn't want to eat it myself.
The meat sauce rice noodles made by Xie A'nai are so delicious!
"By the way, you won't write anything today?" After swallowing her saliva, Queen Xu looked at Damai in confusion.
The other party's behavior at the dinner table yesterday and today's outing made her feel a little strange. When did Damai and Zhang Wentao have such a good relationship.
You know, even as a friend of the same sex, it would be very difficult for her to take Damai to a restaurant or go for a walk.
"Ah!" Damai was stunned for a moment, looking at Xu Hongdou blankly, blinking his eyes, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Sister Hongdou, please ask Brother Wen Tao and the others to come over and help you, I suddenly had an idea!
"
After saying that, she stood up and ran to her small room on the second floor without putting down the sign in her hand.
Surprised, Xu Hongdou turned her head and saw Damai hurriedly going upstairs. She was a little confused when she heard the "dong dong" sound coming from the wooden stairs...it seemed like she was the only one left.
Thinking of this, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
Fortunately, Damai's movement also alerted Ma Ye and Zhang Wentao who were in the tea room. They poked their heads out and saw that only the forlorn-looking Queen Xu Hongdou was left in front of the stone table.
Zhang Wentao shrugged his shoulders, put down the cup in his hand, stood up and walked over, sitting next to Xu Hong. He picked up a plastic glove from the table and put it on. He stretched out his hand and said expressionlessly: "I'll do it."
Xu Hongdou shook his head and refused, "No, it will be finished soon."
"Give it to me, you can take a rest." Zhang Wentao did not take back his hand, but casually glanced at Xu Hongdou's work results, and sighed in his heart: You are really attentive.
"No, I can do it myself." Xu Hongdou wrinkled her face, still a little reluctant.
Stringing skewers without knowing the skills is really tiring. Xu Hongdou, who has been busy for such a while, actually feels that the palms of his hands that have been exerting so much pressure are a little sore.
She looked up this kebab online, and it contained a piece of meat and a piece of colored pepper. She planned to make more and share it with everyone in the evening. After all, it was a welcome banquet prepared for her, so she had to put in more effort.
After all, Zhang Wentao dedicated a table of delicious food to everyone by himself.
She has a tenacious personality and does not want to give up halfway just after she has done it.
Looking at the sweat beads on the stubborn Xu Hongdou's forehead, and thinking of her unfamiliar movements, Zhang Wentao had another scene in his mind: last night after Xie Zhiyao said that he would hold a BBQ in the courtyard tonight, Xu Hongdou kept
Laughing and discussing with each other...
Presumably, these painstakingly skewered Turkish kebabs were prepared for Xie Zhiyao.
"Then you can do your own business."
As Zhang Wentao suddenly felt irritated, he took off the gloves he had just put on, stood up and walked towards his house without looking back...
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