Heart-warming Memory-cured Meat Claypot Rice
by Flower blooms in the evening
Favorite
Difficulty
Easy
Time
20m
Serving
2
Early on Sunday morning, I was awakened by the sound of the rain. Although I lived alone for the time being, I must never leave it for a single day.
Taking advantage of the small rain, I quickly got up and went to the vegetable market to buy what I needed for the day. Who knows that halfway through the road, the rain gradually gets heavier. Listening to the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella, I can’t help but think of the past and the beginning of my love with Wang Xiansen. , One day, I suddenly said that I wanted to eat claypot rice, but the shop called "Old Place" that I used to go to was closed, and other flavors were not good enough, so I thought about it and bought one myself. I made the casserole by myself. I just remember that I was young and ignorant. I didn’t know that the pot was also needed to be raised. It was also particular about it. After washing it, I made it in full swing. As a result, the pot was also cracked and the rice was mushy. There is nothing to eat, we two, you look at me, I look at you, clean up the trash and go out to solve it.
Since then, I have never made claypot rice again, and I must find an old store when I want to eat it. Although it is not satisfactory, it is helpless. The most unpleasant thing is that I am too lazy to ask Wang Xiansen to pack it back and eat it. I feel that if you leave that casserole, Claypot Rice will no longer be Claypot Rice.
At the beginning of the year, the weather was still a bit cold, and I wanted to eat claypot rice, because the place I lived was not prosperous, and I was too lazy to go out to eat, so I bought a casserole with a decent appearance in a treasure of Almighty. I didn’t want to. With the flow of time, this pot of rice was displayed in front of me on the beating flame like a natural fit, and my heart was delighted.
Closer to home, on such a rainy day, it's better to use a pot of hot claypot rice to make up for your vitality. Think about the sausage and bacon in the refrigerator, and then go to the market to see other ingredients..."
Taking advantage of the small rain, I quickly got up and went to the vegetable market to buy what I needed for the day. Who knows that halfway through the road, the rain gradually gets heavier. Listening to the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella, I can’t help but think of the past and the beginning of my love with Wang Xiansen. , One day, I suddenly said that I wanted to eat claypot rice, but the shop called "Old Place" that I used to go to was closed, and other flavors were not good enough, so I thought about it and bought one myself. I made the casserole by myself. I just remember that I was young and ignorant. I didn’t know that the pot was also needed to be raised. It was also particular about it. After washing it, I made it in full swing. As a result, the pot was also cracked and the rice was mushy. There is nothing to eat, we two, you look at me, I look at you, clean up the trash and go out to solve it.
Since then, I have never made claypot rice again, and I must find an old store when I want to eat it. Although it is not satisfactory, it is helpless. The most unpleasant thing is that I am too lazy to ask Wang Xiansen to pack it back and eat it. I feel that if you leave that casserole, Claypot Rice will no longer be Claypot Rice.
At the beginning of the year, the weather was still a bit cold, and I wanted to eat claypot rice, because the place I lived was not prosperous, and I was too lazy to go out to eat, so I bought a casserole with a decent appearance in a treasure of Almighty. I didn’t want to. With the flow of time, this pot of rice was displayed in front of me on the beating flame like a natural fit, and my heart was delighted.
Closer to home, on such a rainy day, it's better to use a pot of hot claypot rice to make up for your vitality. Think about the sausage and bacon in the refrigerator, and then go to the market to see other ingredients..."
