Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1398 1398. Sorting

The young man could no longer maintain his dignity, so he rushed down the stairs with his feet, and then followed the smell into the kitchen without even turning.

In the kitchen, Qiaoqiao didn't turn on the stove because she was in a hurry, but just turned on the gas on the side. The hot water in the pot on the left was gurgling, and Qiao Qiao was putting dry noodles in it.

In the pot on the other side, Lu Chuan also put the cabbage sum in sequence. After the side dishes were boiled, he took them out immediately. Then he poured out the water in the pot and put it back on the pot. He heated the pot and cooled the oil and waited quietly.

The moment Yang Zhengxin rushed in, the freshly poured eggs in the pot were quickly fluffing into large balls of milky yellow, with a slight burnt aroma at the bottom.

Qiaoqiao was cutting two garlic sprouts on the chopping board, while he stood at the door of the kitchen, momentarily stunned.

Lu Chuan raised his head and glanced at him: "You must be very hungry. Qiao Qiao said you don't like to eat those whole dry egg yolks, so you broke up the eggs and fried them - how about it? Isn't it delicious?"

When he was having bad thoughts, it was impossible to tell that he was doing it on purpose. At this moment, he said very considerately: "Get up early tomorrow morning. I usually have salted duck eggs for breakfast. The yolk inside is soft and sandy, and has a salty and oily taste. A bowl of fragrant white porridge, I'm afraid you can fill your stomach just by eating this..."

Yang Zhengxing couldn't say no at all. His mind was screaming "Stop talking, stop talking", and he didn't dare to move a step. I was afraid that if I just stepped into the kitchen, I would step forward and snatch all the pots off, and then drool all over the floor.

This is the last dignity of a man.

The eggs in the pot were quickly scooped out, the bright yellow color and burnt aroma blending into one. Yang Zhengxing's eyes were fixed on the plate. At this time, Lu Chuan had already fished out a piece of beef from the soup pot.

"Yang Zhengxin, don't blame Qiao Qiao for not preparing it in advance. The time to marinate the beef is really short. The sooner you take it out, the worse the taste. Qiao Qiao wants you to have the best taste."

He opened and closed his mouth, but Yang Zhengxin couldn't hear a bit of what he said. The fragrant soup in the stew pot was stirred and stirred, and the rich aroma hit his face. There was only meat in his eyes, so how could he care about anything else?

The beef with an indescribable color was placed on the chopping board, and a rich soup flowed out of the knife. Qiaoqiao, who was waiting for the noodles to mature, took the opportunity to look at the jar, and then sighed with a little regret:

"The eggs are not marinated yet. Let's eat them tomorrow."

This kind of treatment has to be said to be top-notch!

Song Tan also came in and now stood at the kitchen door and took a sniff: "The big oranges are all gathered around the door, Qiao Qiao, cut them two pieces of the raw meat in the fresh-keeping cabinet."

Qiaoqiao sighed: "Daju is so smart! The nest at home is so simple and he refuses to leave, just so that he can eat better than the king and the others every day..."

Obviously the warehouse of the factory is the most important and the one where the cats are most needed. No one in the family is willing to go to the new nest built there. Even if Doctor Xiao Guo catches them and sterilizes them one by one, they are still there. Infatuation never changes.

For this reason, it is close to the water.

Song Tan said "Yeah": "It's normal to be smart. If they weren't smart, would they have almost lost their brains in deceiving Da Tian in the first place?"

Not only the big orange, but also the squirrels on the wall are becoming more and more dexterous. Nowadays, Song Sancheng can see them squatting in a row on the wall every morning when he wakes up. The day before yesterday, he was thinking about catching a few melon seeds for them when the sunflowers mature!

Yang Zhengxin didn't listen to a word of what they said. At this moment, he watched eagerly as Qiao Qiao took out the noodles from the big soup bowl and put the cooked cabbage on it. Then sprinkle with garlic sprouts, and pour hot soup...

Finally, Lu Chuan cut the braised beef into enough pieces to cover the entire bowl of noodles.

It's such a light and simple bowl, with no seasoning except for a little oil and salt. However, anyone who sees it will not doubt its deliciousness.

Seeing that Qiao Qiao was still turning around and looking for chopsticks slowly, the young man quickly stretched out his hand, and at some point he was holding a pair of chopsticks tightly.

Then he held the soup bowl, put a piece of beef into his mouth.

Qiao Qiao opened her mouth——

"hot!"

With the fragrant beef wrapped in his mouth, Yang Zhengxin did not hesitate to justify it: "It's not hot at all!"

How can the beef taken out of the stew pot be boiled?

Qiao Qiao was anxious: "The bowl is very hot and this soup bowl is very thin!"

Yang Zhengxin:......

Just tell me why my hands hurt!

He quickly put the soup bowl on the table nearby, and then pinched his ears with both hands.

It's the age when you are growing up. Even if you don't do anything, you will feel hungry in the middle of the night. And Yang Zhengxin had not eaten much today, and coupled with running all the way, he was seduced by greed...

The big soup bowl was full of noodles, and he drank it all, including the soup and water! The garlic sprouts were chewed one by one, and it was obvious that he was serious about not being picky about food.

Song Tan and Lu Chuan had already gone upstairs, leaving the young friends to reminisce about old times. Qiaoqiao sat at the table and looked at him, and couldn't help but feel happy:

"You taste so delicious. My parents must like you very much. My seventh cousin must also like you very much."

But when it came to the last sentence, Qiao Qiao felt a little unsure.

Because according to common sense, older people like young men who eat delicious food. But the seventh cousin has been staying at Lao Song's house for a year and has seen too many pigs eating, and now he actually feels a bit disgusted...

Qiao Qiao shook off the thought and then became proud: "Isn't it super delicious!"

Yang Zhengxin said with a big belly: "I can have another bowl!"

Another bowl is not possible, overeating is especially easy to get sick. But Yang Zhengxin is basically satisfied, and now he puts his arm around Qiao Qiao's shoulders, just like every male classmate who was busy and lively in school:

"Qiao Bao! I declare you my best buddy!"

Qiao Qiao laughed happily, and then fell into distress: "What should I do? I have several good friends."

"It doesn't matter!" Yang Zhengxin patted his chest and said: "I don't mind my status. If you let me take a photo with the king tomorrow, I can even line up behind the king!"

"How about it, considerate?"

To be honest, Qiao Qiao is really Friends who don't have this kind of personality and temper couldn't help but laugh out loud at this moment: "Okay! I'll tell the king!"

He was so happy that he didn't know how to present his treasure to his new friend. So he thought about it and asked: "Brother said that someone will come here to make a movie in a while, and there will be stars. The girls I met at the zoo said that everyone likes this - do you like it too?"

Yang Zhengxin frowned and told the truth: "It's just average, I don't like it very much - but Qiao Bao, if you like it, I will support you!"

Update 2. I finally! Did it!

Continue tomorrow! To be honest, the back of my head felt like it was hammered for several days.