[Aoyama Pine and Cypress] Picked up a little crying bag

Ying Quliang and Wei Yang left the hospital and drove home.

Wei Yang's car drove very slowly, passing by the intersection of the temple fair, he asked Ying Quliang, "Are you going to the temple fair?"

"Just go now, there is no parking space." Ying Quliang saw the long queue in traffic jam moving at a slow speed.

"If we want to go, let's go on foot." Wei Yang said.

Ying Quliang knew that Wei Yang liked to be quiet, and the temple fair must be crowded with people. Wei Yang asked him if he wanted to go to the temple fair, and it was completely from his point of view.So, he said: "I want to go home and sleep for a day."

"Okay, go back and sleep for a day." Wei Yang said.

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Wei Yang has a skill - eat when he says he wants to eat, and sleep when he says he wants to sleep.

When he and Ying Quliang got home, he said "good afternoon" to Ying Quliang and went straight to the bedroom.

Ying Quliang couldn't ask "I really want to sleep", Wei Yang had already changed into pajamas and lay down on his own bed.

Ying Quliang walked into Wei Yang's bedroom lightly, and covered Wei Yang with the quilt, "Ying, I want to sleep with you."

"En." Wei Yang muffled a reply, his consciousness was already blurred.

Ying Quliang went back to his own bedroom, carried his pajamas to the bathroom and took a brief shower before climbing onto Wei Yang's bed.

Both Wei Yang and his bedroom are facing the sun, but his room has only ordinary square windows, while Wei Yang's has large French windows.At this time, the sun shone warmly on Wei Yang and him. He lay beside Wei Yang, watching Wei Yang breathe in and out calmly and slowly, and gradually fell asleep.

Wei Yang slept comfortably, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, the sun was already in the west.He saw Ying Quliang sleeping soundly beside him, but his arms were tightly protecting him.

He raised his head and kissed Ying Quliang's chin.

Qu Liang has changed from the child who needs me to hug to the person who hugs me...

Wei Yang thought, put his hand on Ying Qu's waist, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep peacefully.

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Wei Yang woke up in a burst of strong fragrance.

When he opened his eyes, Ying Quliang was no longer by his side - if he was still by his side, he could smell the fragrance coming from the kitchen, which would be a strange thing.

Wei Yang lifted the quilt, sat up, and stretched.Then he went to the kitchen refreshed.

He sniffled and asked Ying Quliang, "What are you cooking?"

"Are you up?" Ying Quliang said, scooping up a few boiled peanuts from the pot with a spoon and sending them to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang picked one, peeled it off, and blew it before putting it in his mouth. While chewing, he laughed and murmured, "It's soft and delicious."

Ying Quliang likes to see the satisfied smile on Wei Yang's white bun face when he eats something delicious.He felt that as long as he had Wei Yang's smile, even if he just ate instant noodles without seasoning packets, it would be very delicious.

"You've been busy with this since you got up?" Wei Yang said, picking out a few more peanuts and peeling them to eat.

Ying Quliang saw that Wei Yang was delicious, so he also picked out one to taste, and commented: "It's not bad."

He didn't sleep very long in the afternoon. After waking up, he just looked at Wei Yang's sleeping face for an hour. In the end, he had to get out of bed because he was hungry—he and Wei Yang went to bed after returning from the hospital, and they didn't even have lunch. eat.When he thought of Wei Yang's stomach, he couldn't stay on the bed anymore.

Wei Yang cannot be starved.

The reason why Wei Yang eats a lot is that mental work consumes a lot of energy.And sleep when you say sleep, of course, is also because of long-term accumulated fatigue.

So Ying Quliang got up lightly and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of fresh ingredients.When I came back, I met an old man selling peanuts, so I bought some.

He soaked the peanuts in water, washed them one by one, and then made a small opening on each peanut—for the convenience of flavoring.

Cinnamon, bay leaves, fennel, peppercorns, and ginger are wrapped in small gauze pockets, boiled with peanuts on high heat, and then turned to low heat and simmered for half an hour.

Ying Quliang glanced at the wall clock in the living room, it had been cooking for half an hour.He turned off the fire and set the pot aside.

——Although the peanuts are almost cooked at this time, they have not yet tasted, and they need to stand for two hours to allow the flavor of the spices to fully enter the peanuts.

Seeing that the boiled peanuts were not edible yet, Wei Yang felt a little melancholy, and was going to find something to eat in the refrigerator.

Ying Quliang hurriedly called Wei Yang to stop, "First, eat glutinous rice balls to cushion your stomach."

Ying Quliang lifted the lid of the casserole, and a sweet smell immediately filled the kitchen.He took a small white porcelain bowl, filled half of it, scooped half a spoonful of sweet wine and poured it on the glutinous rice balls before putting it in Wei Yang's hands.

"Put some sugar," Wei Yang said.

"I put it in early," Ying Quliang said, "I put rock sugar in it after turning off the fire, and the rock sugar won't catch fire."

The glutinous rice balls are not made by Ying Quliang himself with glutinous rice flour, but quick-frozen food bought in the supermarket for convenience, but he added two red dates, a few white fungus, and a small handful of wolfberries when cooking, and the taste is not as good as that of the fresh ones. Made it, but definitely looks great.

Wei Yang scooped up a full spoonful and brought it to his mouth, his eyes were full of satisfaction, and his face became even more bunny.

"Taste it." Wei Yang said, taking a spoonful and bringing it to Ying Quliang's mouth.

Ying Quliang opened his mouth to eat, and said, "There are quite a lot of leftovers from the mutton soup pot yesterday. I see that there is hot pot base in the refrigerator. Let's have hot pot in the afternoon."

The hot pot base was brought back by Wei Yang's friends when they went on a business trip to the province where the hot pot is most famous.Although Wei Yang and Ying Quliang agreed that the hot pot must be cooked fresh to taste, but since there are ready-made ingredients, it is not bad to eat hot pot at home occasionally.

"I called Jing Jian, Zi'an, Che Ying and your brother to come and eat together." Wei Yang said.

"it is good."

Five minutes later, Wei Yang told Ying Quliang that all friends had their own affairs, and in the end only the two of them could eat the hot pot.

When Wei Yang called, Ying Quliang was already chopping vegetables.

——Cut the louver into strips, and twist each two pieces together to form a beautiful louver knot.

Potatoes, lotus root and sweet potatoes sliced ​​diagonally.Yingquliang knife skill is very good, the thickness of each slice is 0.4 cm, because 0.3 cm is soft quickly, and 0.5 cm is slow to ripen.

The tofu is even more beautifully cut, all in standard 3cm×3cm cubes.

Wei Yang looked extremely comfortable, and said to Ying Quliang, "I thought of a word."

"What?" Ying Quliang didn't look up, his attention was still on the kitchen knife and the cutting board.

"Pleasing to the eye." Wei Yang said.

Ying Quliang smiled and cut more seriously.He likes Wei Yang to praise him, and he has liked it since he was a child.

Every time he cuts an ingredient, Wei Yang puts it on the plate with his hands.

By the time all the ingredients were ready, there were already countless plates on the table.Ying Quliang looked at it, and it was indeed as Wei Yang said - pleasing to the eye.

However, there is also a contribution from Wei Yang-Wei Yang arranged a unique plate according to the shape of each dish.

Square tofu cubes lined up; pre-soaked kelp knots and wide noodles are served in glass bowls; potato slices circle the plate.Ying Quliang looked at it and thought it looked good, but it lacked some bright colors, so he put a few red beans in the middle of the potato slices, and put a small broccoli next to the red beans.

In addition to vegetables, there is also a lot of meat on the table.

- Hairy tripe, duck intestines, beef, kidney, and crystal clear boneless duck feet.

These were bought by Ying Quliang at a nearby hot pot restaurant at a high price when he returned from the supermarket.

Ready.

Start frying the base.

Ying Quliang scooped a spoonful of lard from the bowl into the heated pot.Then put the hot pot base ingredients, ginger slices, garlic cloves, peppercorns, and dried chili segments into the pot, and stir fry gently.Hot pan with cold oil, the bottom material will not burn.

As the temperature rises, the hot pot base material gradually melts in the pot, and the aroma of garlic cloves and other seasonings is released when the red oil is fried.

Wei Yang took a deep breath, "It smells so good!"

After the bottom ingredients in the pot were fried until all the fragrance came out, Ying Quliang poured a pot of milky white soup.

The soup is pork bone soup that Ying Quliang cooked in a pressure cooker in advance.Put the pork bones in water, add two slices of ginger, a section of green onion, and a little pepper.There is no need to add salt, as there is a lot of salt in the bottom of the hot pot. Ying Quliang only thinks that too much salt is unhealthy, and he is not worried about the taste being too bland.

After Ying Quliang finished the soup base, he started to dip the dish in sesame oil.Use half a bowl of sesame oil as the base, sprinkle with crushed peanuts, coriander, and half a teaspoon of salt, then pat the bottom of the oily oil bottle, and roll a ball of oily oil the size of your thumb into the sesame oil.The dipping dish is done.MSG and chicken essence are completely redundant.

Wei Yang likes spicy food, so Ying Quliang put some spicy millet on his plate.And his own, only added fresh chopped green peppers.

Ying Quliang looked at everything in place and said, "Okay, let the soup boil for a while."

Ying Quliang said so, but Wei Yang didn't look like he was going to rest.

Then, he saw Ying Quliang pour half a pot of vegetable oil into the pot next to him.

Wei Yang looked at it for a while, and realized that Ying Quliang wanted to fry crispy meat.

Pork tenderloin, sliced, put in a glass bowl, add ginger slices, scallions, pepper powder and honey, and cook for one hour.Put eggs and water in the batter and roll it around, put it in hot oil, fry it until it changes color, pick it up, it is delicious in hot pot or dry.

Ten minutes later, Ying Quliang picked up the fried crispy meat and put it on a plate.The crispy meat, which was still warm with oil, still squeaked on the plate.

Ying Quliang asked Wei Yang: "Eat now? Or hot pot?"

Wei Yang had long been drunk in the fragrance, and said, "Now."

Ying Quliang took a few small bottles of seasoning, and with a flick of his wrist, the powder was evenly sprinkled on the crispy meat.The first thing that floated into Wei Yang's nose was cumin, then pepper, and finally pepper.

Ying Quliang handed the plate of crispy meat to Wei Yang, but Wei Yang didn't take it, but directly wrapped his arms around Ying Quliang's waist.

Ying Quliang didn't understand, so he thought Wei Yang was giving him a "hard work" hug.In the end, Wei Yang just untied the apron on him and tied it on himself.

Wei Yang set up another pot, grabbed a handful of white sesame seeds and threw them into the pot, and slowly fried the sesame seeds on a low fire. After a while, the white sesame seeds crackled and danced in the pot.

Wei Yang turned off the fire, lifted the pot, shook his hand, and cooked sesame seeds fell on the crispy meat.

A dish of crispy pork with cumin is considered complete.

The two went to sit at the table together.Wei Yang picked up the crispy meat and put it in his mouth.One bite and tasted three layers of taste.The first layer is the rich flavor of spices, the second layer is the crispy puff pastry, and the third layer is the soft pork.

Wei Yang squinted his eyes in satisfaction, "It's delicious."

Ying Quliang didn't move his chopsticks, he smiled and watched Wei Yang eat. After Wei Yang had eaten for a while, he reached out and gently wiped off the cumin powder on the corner of Wei Yang's mouth.

In the kitchen, the soup base of the hot pot was simmering on a low fire, lazily, bubbling every once in a while.But that's just right.

The two people in the restaurant are not in a hurry, they still have time to eat hot pot.

☆, Chapter 28