Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

The corners of Han Jingchuan's mouth turned up, and his eyes were satisfied. This woman still has advantages, so he doesn't know how to cook, but only cooks well.

"Cook noodles."

Han Jingchuan said succinctly that he prepared the ingredients here, including oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, as well as eggs and dried noodles. Sometimes he quarreled with the old man and didn't want to stay at home, so he ran here to live for two days, cooking casually Dried noodles fill the stomach.

Su Mei is now used to his way of speaking, and she wanted her to cook noodles, but she didn't refuse, and went to the kitchen to check the ingredients.

The seasoning is quite complete, but the ingredients are only simple, vermicelli and eggs, and only boiled egg noodles.

"Can you eat spicy food?"

Su Mei put on her apron, rolled up her sleeves and was about to cook noodles, and asked outside.

Few local people in Lucheng can eat spicy food. There are only a few like Su Zhiyong. Most people can't even touch a little spicy food, and they don't know if Han Jingchuan can eat it.

"can."

Han Jingchuan responded, he likes spicy food, this is up to the old man.

Mr. Han’s hometown is from Kanto, where people love to eat spicy and oily buns. Mr. Han can eat six or seven at a time, but Lin Manru doesn’t eat spicy food. She is a native of Lucheng. I can't eat anything spicy, so the Han family's food is rarely spicy.

But this doesn't affect their father and son's spicy food. If they are hungry, they ask Aunt Song to make some spicy oil. The bibimbap is delicious.

Su Mei knew it well, found a bottle of chili powder, and made the oily chili peppers first. Although Han Jingchuan's ingredients were simple, there were a lot of seasonings, and the pot was full of oil, which was enough to make the oily chili peppers.

A fragrant and spicy smell soon came from the kitchen. Han Jingchuan took several sips. This scent was the same as the scent on Su Mei's body. It made him feel very good. He walked towards the kitchen involuntarily. a bit more.

Han Jingchuan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, his body tilted, watching Su Mei busy, a pot of red hot peppers had already been prepared on the chopping board, exuding a tempting fragrance.

The boiling water in the steel pot boiled, and the heat was like mist, covering Su Mei's face. Her bright and beautiful face was particularly soft in the steam, as if covered with a veil. Her back was slender, her head was slightly lowered, Down into the pot.

Han Jingchuan didn't know that his expression at this moment was completely different from his usual indifference. The ice in his eyes melted and became warmer, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and the lines on his face softened. It became soft and flavorful.

"Do you eat fried eggs whole or broken up?"

Su brows did not return, and asked casually.

Han Jingchuan's eyes moved, and he fell into the memory. Many years ago, there was such a scene in his memory. The beautiful and slender figure was busy in the kitchen, and there was steaming steam, but there was no spicy oil, because that woman could not smell spicy.

But even if there is no spicy oil, the noodles she cooks are still delicious. Han Jingchuan never gets tired of eating them, and so does his eldest brother.

Every time they cook noodles, the woman asks them, "Would you like the egg beaten or the whole egg?"

And he would reply, "Eat the broken ones."

The eldest brother likes to eat the whole one.

The women would laugh helplessly and say that they were difficult to serve, but they would cook different eggs for them every time. His ones were golden loose eggs, while the eldest brother's were whole poached eggs with candy hearts.

Every time, he and his eldest brother would eat up all the noodles and even drink the soup, while the woman looked at them tenderly, kindly and satisfied.

Han Jingchuan's eyes were a bit sour. He hadn't thought about this for a long time. He thought he had forgotten it. After all, it happened 15 years ago. Ever since his elder brother's accident, that woman hadn't cooked noodles for him again. Go through the kitchen again.

It was even more impossible to look at him with kind eyes again.

There is only hatred and disgust in the eyes.

Han Jingchuan's heart tightened, and his breathing became rapid, as if his heart was clenched tightly by iron claws, and he couldn't breathe.

"I'll cook some more noodles for you."

Su Mei knew this guy's appetite was quite good, so she put down a lot of dried noodles, and then took out a big basin, scalded them with boiling water just now, scooped up the dried noodles, and filled a big basin, while she herself was ordinary a bowl of.

I poured some oil into the pot and cracked four eggs, two for each person. She was frightened at night, so she had to make up for it.

"Crap"

The egg liquid was poured into the pot, and the smell of oil mixed with the smell of eggs quickly penetrated into Han Jingchuan's nose, which also woke him up from his memories. He shook his head and calmed down, but his heart was a little excited.

He discovered one thing, as long as he was with Su Mei, even if he recalled the past, he would not be too excited, and would soon calm down.

It shows that Su Mei is indeed his panacea, as long as he is with her every day, his illness may be cured within three years.

The new discovery put Han Jingchuan in a good mood, and he looked at Su Mei with kinder eyes. This is his precious medicine, so he must treat it well.

"time to eat."

Su Mei turned off the fire, took a large bowl of noodles out of the kitchen, and placed them on the table in the living room. Han Jingchuan consciously brought out Youlazi and another bowl of noodles without saying goodbye.

"You adjust the chili yourself."

Su Mei was so hungry that she sat down and scooped up a large spoonful of chili peppers, and mixed it into the noodles. The originally bland noodles immediately turned bright red and shiny, making her appetite.

Han Jingchuan also scooped up two tablespoons of chili peppers. After mixing it, he tasted it. He still didn't think it was spicy enough, so he added another spoonful. Only then was he satisfied, and he picked up a large chopsticks and started eating.

This is absolutely delicious.

Han Jingchuan ate it heartily, and thought it was better than the noodles cooked by Aunt Song. Aunt Song is from Zhejiang Province and can only cook Hangzhou dishes. She is not good at spicy dishes. I didn't expect this woman to be good at spicy dishes. can not tell.

"good to eat."

Han Jingchuan boasted that his brows and eyes became softer. Only when he eats delicious food can he feel better. This bowl of noodles is the best he has ever eaten, especially this bowl of spicy oil, which suits him so well Appetite is gone.

Su Mei took a look at him, needless to say, she could feel that this guy really likes to eat, not just polite words.

And this guy probably won't be polite.

She couldn't help laughing, it's really not easy to be praised by this guy, so she smiled and said: "It's a pity that there is no beef, otherwise it would be more delicious if you make beef chili sauce."

Han Jingchuan was thoughtful, thinking in his mind, beef...better...

Get some beef one day, let this woman make beef chili sauce to eat.

Both of them stopped talking, only the sound of eating noodles was left, no matter how elegant the noodles were, they would make noises, and it was the same for Su Mei, she really couldn't eat the noodles without making a sound, it was too difficult.

And she felt that it was too disrespectful to eat noodles without making some noise, and she had to snort to enjoy it.

Furthermore, she felt that there was no need to pretend to be a lady in front of Han Jingchuan, and she didn't want to have a real relationship with Han Jingchuan, so she didn't need to dress up.