cat boy

As soon as Kong Yi opened the suitcase, a strong smell of hot sauce came over his face. The treasures in the suitcase were all bought braised vegetables. Even though they were wrapped in several layers of plastic bags, the strong smell could not be blocked.

Kong Yi casually opened a bag, smelled it, and said to himself: "There is no strange smell, it should not be bad."

As soon as I looked up, I saw my elder brother crossing his arms, leaning against the wall and looking at himself, and said quickly: "Brother, why are you standing there? Come and help, let's put these things in the refrigerator."

Kong Yu frowned, but still walked over to help him carry things, "Why didn't you just put such a heavy thing downstairs and put it in the refrigerator just now? I just worked so hard to move it up, and now I have to move it down again."

Kong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his curly hair in embarrassment: "That's right, I forgot."

"Idiot." Kong Yu picked up his things and walked out.

Kong Yi didn't care about him. Anyway, he was scolded by him since he was a child, and he has liked him for so many years. Although his elder brother always scolded him and bullied him, the two depended on each other. His elder brother was really kind to him and gave a lot for him.

After packing up his luggage, Kong Yi started to wander around, but there was nothing to do here, so he went directly to the first floor. Kong Yu had already packed the lo mei and came out of the kitchen. Su Mo took A carton of pure milk stood by the window to drink.

It was given to him by Kong Yu just now, saying that Kong Yi likes to drink it, and Su Mo, who is around his age, should also like it.

Su Mo didn't know where Kong Yu found out that he was about the same age as Kong Yi. That Kong Yi looked only in his teens, while he was in his 20s. To be serious, Kong Yu and himself should be closer in age After all, Kong Yu looked very young, probably less than 30.

Kong Yi saw Su Mo standing by the window at a glance, "Brother Su Mo, what are you drinking? I want to drink too."

Before Su Mo could answer, Kong Yi felt his neck freeze, and he shrank his neck in shock. It turned out that Kong Yu put the milk on his neck.

Kong Yi happily took the milk, opened the straw and took a big sip, the cheeks on both sides puffed up, and then let out a contented sigh.

Su Mo looked at the milk in his hand, and then at the one in his own. It tastes good, but there is no need to be so exaggerated. Are they really drinking the same drink?

Su Mo took another sip of milk, and looked at Kong Yi suspiciously.

"Su Mo, are you here?"

As soon as Su Mo turned around, he saw Song Zimo standing at the door with a few potatoes, and two strange men next to him were also holding peppers, cabbage and other things in their hands, and even the photography team behind them were holding bags of vegetable seasoning Wait, there is another person with half a bag of rice in his hand.

"Who are you?" Su Mo looked at them suspiciously.

Song Zimo didn't have time to greet him, so he put the vegetables in his hands into the kitchen, washed his hands, and wiped himself casually before coming out.

"This is what we went to the nearby villagers' homes early this morning to help you chop firewood and feed pigs in exchange for food. Everything here is good, but there is no food. The program team will not let us go to the city to buy it. We can only use labor Going to the villagers near the small village to change, I'm exhausted." Song Zimo picked up the kettle and poured himself a large glass of water.

Su Mo couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "Then is there still time for me to leave now?"

Song Zimo grabbed his shoulders, "Oh, don't look like this. Look at this beautiful landscape. Go out for a walk. Wouldn't it be better for your physical and mental health to do some exercise?"

Su Mo didn't think so.

"By the way, I haven't introduced you yet." Song Zimo pointed to the two men who came back with him and said, "This is Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhou, one of the hosts this time."

Su Mo smiled at them, "Hello, my name is Su Mo."

Those two also nodded kindly at Su Mo, "Hi, welcome to be our guest."

"And this, you should already know it, this is Teacher Kong." Song Zimo pointed at Kong Yu again.

Su Mo nodded, "I've already seen it."

As soon as the words were finished, a cheerful voice came: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhou, hello little brother. I am Kong Yu's younger brother Kong Yi. Please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

"Hello, my name is Song Zimo." As if meeting someone with the same goals, Song Zimo narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Kong Yu grabbed the hat on Kong Yi's clothes and pulled him towards him, "Okay, since you have brought so many ingredients back, it's getting late now, why don't we start cooking dinner, we can't let The guests are hungry."

Speaking of dinner, Wang, Zhou, and Song Zimo all looked apprehensive, because none of them are very good at cooking, and they took turns cooking the first two days, which made everyone almost have diarrhea.

Regardless of the expressions of the few people, Kong Yu called Song Zimo: "Okay, it's time for us to cook today, or should I be the chef?"

Song Zimo nodded miserably, and followed Kong Yu to the kitchen.There is no way, although Kong Yu's cooking is dark and dark, but he can't even cut vegetables smoothly.

Kong Yi looked at the backs of the two miraculously and said: "You actually asked my brother to cook, have you eaten before?"

"Of course I have." Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhou nodded repeatedly, "We used to take turns cooking before."

"Is it delicious?" Kong Yi looked at them curiously. He knew very well what level his elder brother cooks. He asked this question very restrainedly. There are cameras everywhere outside the bathroom, recording programs all the time, he always wants to ask 'can I eat? '

Thinking of Kong Yu's cooking, even Wang and Zhou, who had studied expression management, couldn't help but twitch their mouths: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Oh~" Kong Yi doubted the credibility of their words.

While waiting for the meal, they turned on the TV and found an old movie to watch, while chatting to promote their relationship.

Kong Yi was a little absent-minded when chatting, instead of looking back at the two people who were busy in the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" Su Mo asked.

"It's okay." Kong Yi shook his head and didn't say much.

As a result, as soon as the voice was spoken, there was a crackling sound from the kitchen, and Song Zimo's exclamation, followed by a "bang".

Several people hurriedly looked over, and saw Song Zimo and Kong Yu running out of the kitchen in a panic. Kong Yu was still holding a blackened pot lid in his hand, and the air began to smell of burning. .

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Are you okay?" Teacher Wang asked quickly.

Song Zimo coughed twice: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that something happened."

I don't know if there were too many guests today, or because his younger brother was present, Kong Yu pursed his lips in embarrassment, and tightened his grip on the spatula.

Kong Yi Fu forehead, his brother is good at everything, he can be called perfect, but there is one thing wrong, he is a kitchen killer.

He used to drink milk when he was a child, but when he grew up, he was fed all kinds of half-baked meat that he baked himself, or meat that was charred on the outside but still bloodshot inside.

When Kong Yi finally grew up, he volunteered to process those ingredients. It can be said that it was not easy for him to grow up so big, and he didn't know how his brother survived before he was born.It's obviously a peacock who has always been a master, a monster who knows magic, how can he not even roast a piece of meat well.

Later they left the mountains and forests where they lived and entered the world. With the increase of cooking methods and utensils, Kong Yi's cooking skills became better and better.

Kong Yu didn't let him learn how to cook, but every time he almost blew up the kitchen.

Kong Yi walked over helplessly, took the spatula and lid from his brother's hands, and drove Kong Yu and Song Zimo, who were still in a dazed state, to sit down on the sofa, and went into the kitchen by himself.

Teacher Wang saw that he was going to cook, so he stood up quickly and said, "How can this be done? How can I let the guests cook, or I should do it."

Kong Yi heard them say that he had eaten the food cooked by Kong Yu, but he still decided to take turns cooking. This shows that the cooking skills of the two are probably similar to his brother's.

He waved his hands at them: "Forget it, I'll do it. Don't worry, I'm a good cook. My brother and I cook at home."

Teacher Wang looked at Kong Yu.

Kong Yu nodded, indicating that Kong Yi was right.

Only then did Teacher Wang feel relieved and sit on the sofa. Since Kong Yi can cook, then he will not try to be brave. Comparing that his cooking skills are not much better than Kong Yu's, he will not be ashamed.

The most important thing is that they really haven't eaten a decent meal on the first floor for several days.

Kong Yi didn't ask anyone to help. Although he was cooking alone, he was faster than the two before. He quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, cut up the braised vegetables he brought, and served them on the table .

"Okay, everyone, come and eat." Kong Yi greeted.

The few people sitting in the living room couldn't bear it long ago, especially Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhou. They hadn't eaten normal meals for a long time, and they suddenly asked about the smell of the food, almost drooling.

A few people went up to help serve the dishes, serve the rice, set the dishes, and set up a large table with all their hands and feet.

Teacher Wang ate a mouthful of rice, almost crying: "It's cooked, not raw, and not as hard as a rock. It's so delicious."

Teacher Zhou scooped up a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup, and sighed: "The salt is just right, there are no eggshells, and there is no half a bottle of vinegar in it. It's really delicious."