Pooh!you bad guy

Zhao Dingyong cut the leeks slowly, without raising his head, and said, "I can only help wash the vegetables. Of course, if you trust me, you can also try cutting vegetables."

Li Tang has already walked to the green vegetable field next door, and he is very skilled in picking vegetables. Usually, these are the few things that the old man is willing to ask his grandson to help with. As for cooking?The old man thinks it is very bad to waste ingredients, and she feels distressed.

"Of course I can trust you, anyway, I don't really understand it." Li Tang replied calmly. In fact, he felt that he still had a great enthusiasm for the kitchen, otherwise he would not have returned to the kitchen in the small apartment he rented. Seriously arranged the kitchen.

——Although the Man-Han Banquet is definitely out of the question, the usual seafood noodles, egg noodles, vegetable noodles, etc. are still no problem. Occasionally, when you are not working overtime, you can also make small stir-fried pork, stewed ribs, and steamed fish.

Zhao Dingyong smiled happily and said, "That's fine, I'll try it later."

Although it was only past four o'clock in the afternoon, the two kitchen killers (mistakes, crossed out) novices agreed that it was just right to start preparing dinner, lest they would not be able to eat at seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Li Tang turned on the exhaust fan and range hood all at once, and put on an apron in a decent way.

"Have you thought about what to do?" Zhao Dingyong walked into the kitchen Shiran, rolled up his sleeves and asked, with a look of eagerness in his eyes.

Li Tang looked around in the kitchen a little at a loss, followed by another 360-degree rotation, and then said uncertainly:

"Steamed mandarin fish, pork ribs soup with winter melon, omelette with leeks, stir-fried cabbage sum, and braised pork ribs... right?"

Zhao Dingyong raised his hand decisively and said: "It's ok, it's enough—the question is, can you do it?" He walked over and weighed the circle of wax gourd with skin, and then stretched out a finger to poke it The fish that had been killed suddenly asked again:

"Did you go to buy vegetables?" When he was helping to cook at noon, he obviously didn't see this fish on the cooking table, nor was it in the refrigerator.

Li Tang picked up the ribs and put them down, then picked up the choy sum and put them down again, thinking about the next scientific cooking process, he answered absent-mindedly: "Well, anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I went to the market outside to buy a fish and came back , this steamed fish is stale and tasteless."

Zhao Dingyong didn't think about it that much, he had already started what he was best at first - turn on the faucet and start washing vegetables, thinking that they were all green vegetables, he poured in wax gourd, cabbage heart and leeks, and the water splashed Wash vigorously.

"Okay, let's cook the soup first, oh no, cook the rice first! Then braise the pork ribs, fry eggs, stir-fry cabbage, and finally steam the fish." Today's chef Li Tang hit his palm with his fist and made a decision Set the next work process.

"You have the final say." Zhao Dingyong was annoyed at this moment when he found that the leeks and choy hearts were mixed together with the vigorous flushing of clear water. Root picked out the leeks, that posture was not much different from his usual attitude at work.

Li Tang did not go well, because he was not sure how many people should put in how much rice and how much water to put in. Fortunately, the rice cooker at home had scientific reminders. Median value, I pressed the rice button carefully - if the food is served and the rice is still rice, it will be embarrassing hahaha~

After he entered, Zhao Dingyong had already started cutting winter melon. He knew this. Winter melon is one of the common ingredients for soup in the south. You can cut it into slices or cubes at will. Anyway, the habit here is to drink soup without eating dregs.

"...I didn't expect you to be quite proficient in cutting vegetables with a knife." After admiring silently for a moment, Li Tang said with great emotion.

"Really? In fact, when I was studying in the past, I occasionally made food by myself, but most of them were just instant noodles." Zhao Dingyong said with a smile.

Li Tang was washing the ribs, when he heard this, he asked subconsciously: "I always thought that rich people like you are very particular about food... Oh, what I mean is: it's a bit strange to hear that you also eat instant noodles ..." After he finished speaking, he felt that his expression was not accurate enough, so he simply shut up, shook his head and laughed.

Although Zhao Dingyong's movements are not fast, but very steady, he strives to cut evenly in size, he casually explained: "My family was in a difficult situation for a while, and almost went bankrupt. At that time, I was still studying abroad, playing like crazy... Tsk tsk tsk~" The last three voices seemed to be laughing at himself.

Li Tang didn't have the nerve to continue asking. He knew the general steps of cooking. After all, he had been guarding the nanny's kitchen for more than ten or twenty years, but he had few opportunities to do it.

He started to boil water to blanch the ribs.

After thinking about it, he began to change the subject without showing any trace: "Who hasn't had a difficult time, but you are very good now, and there must be many people who admire you."

"Including you?" Zhao Dingyong asked immediately.

Li Tang bent down to turn up the fire, and said honestly: "Of course, I admire people who are successful in their careers. It's rare. It's hard work and not easy to keep such a big company!"

Zhao Dingyong had already cut the winter melon, and he put the kitchen knife back after admiring the finished product for a moment.

"It's not easy to do any job well. You're not bad either. When I was your age, I often quarreled with my family."

——Uh~ Why did he expose so many* family affairs to me today?

"Really? I thought that a young child like you would be very pampered at home." Didn't you say that your brother is the fifth in the family?The youngest son should be favored by the elders.

Zhao Dingyong shook his head slightly: "Nothing! My dad cheated on me when I was eight years old, oh no, it should be when I was eight years old, when my dad took his lover and their two-year-old son out to play I was bumped into by my mother, and they started to divorce that year, but they haven't divorced yet, my mother cheated on me in those few years, and I got another younger sister as a result."

After Li Tang listened dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say, because the other party seemed neither angry nor aggrieved.

"So." Zhao Dingyong came to a conclusion, "You don't have to worry about your own life experience at all, you just work and live with your own hard work, that's very good, don't pay attention to what other people say, after all, those who used to It has nothing to do with you at all."

Li Tang was stunned for a while, only to realize that the water was already boiling, he quickly poured the pork ribs in, stirred it gently, and confessed a secret of himself softly:

"Thank you for understanding me. In fact, I had a dream when I was a child, that is, when I grow up, I will try to earn a little more money, and take my mother to move to another city where no one knows us; but now I grow up and feel that there is no Necessary, this is not only Mammy's hometown, but also my hometown, although I used to hate some people in this city to death."

Zhao Dingyong stood behind Li Tang and put his arms around his waist, put his chin on his shoulder, looked at his lover's handsome and young profile and said:

"Really? After a long time, you will know that many things are not a big deal. In fact, you are quite lucky. The old lady loves you like an eyeball; my family is different. The old lady and the old man are most afraid of their children resenting their favoritism. So even if you want to be biased, it’s all in private, and you have to live with your face.”

Li Tang jokingly joked: "Since you all know that you are biased in private, they must love you very much."

Now Zhao Dingyong was very proud when talking about his family: "I have lived with my grandparents since I was ten years old, because my parents divorced and couldn't care about me."

"Hahaha~ No wonder! You are so good at making the elderly happy, so that's how you came here." Li Tang said with a joyful smile.

The two hugged each other warmly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. This kind of interaction is more meaningful than any candlelight feast.

"Hey, baby, are you going to cook ribs soup?" Zhao Dingyong asked suddenly.

Li Tang's hands that were constantly stirring the small strainer froze immediately, he immediately turned off the fire, grinned in embarrassment, and quickly scooped up the spare ribs that were accidentally blanched.

"...No, it's ribs and winter melon soup tonight, didn't I introduce it just now?" Li Tang's ears were a little reddish.

Zhao Dingyong couldn't be of much help in the next matter. When Li Tang was packing up old onions and garlic, he wanted to challenge the difficulty and try cutting a leek.

"Fried eggs with leeks? Not scrambled eggs?" Zhao Dingyong said with a headache, pressing the slender leeks under his hands, and he didn't know how to cut out the perfect shavings in his mind.

Li Tang directly changed the recipe: "Cut whatever you want, scrambled eggs with leeks are easier, but my scrambled eggs are always mushy."

Sure enough, the speed of their hands was frighteningly slow. Although they were chatting all the time, the movements of their hands did not stop. After two hours like this, they worked together to make a plate of poor-looking braised pork Ribs.

However, the interest remains unabated.

"There is too much soy sauce." Zhao Dingyong pointed out calmly, even though he was the one holding the soy sauce bottle just now.

Li Tang comforted: "It's okay, the taste is not bad. It's all my fault that I put too little salt, which made you pour so much soy sauce."

"Xiaotang, would you like to move to my house? Then we can cook and eat like this when we are free." Zhao Dingyong saw that the timing was just right, and immediately extended the invitation again, with a sincere and longing tone.

Li Tang was rinsing the wok with great effort, and there were traces of starch and soy sauce burnt inside.

"Uh~ Actually, even if I don't move to your house, I can go to your house when I have time, and then we can cook together." Li Tang still felt that it was wrong, but he knew that the other party was looking forward to it, so he didn't dare to look up when he declined.

"Forget it." Zhao Dingyong suddenly said this in a neutral manner.

Li Tang raised his head immediately, nervously trying to explain.

"Since you don't want to move to my house, then I have to move to your house." Zhao Dingyong said very helplessly and compromised.