sprite house

That night, the two brothers still decided to cook two bowls of noodles.

The kitchen is well-equipped, and the refrigerator smells after a day, and things can be stored at night.

Ruan Yuan stuffed the food bought from the supermarket side by side into the refrigerator, and brought a pot of water to boil on the induction cooker first.

Chang Anzai was busy at the stove.Soak the shiitake mushrooms in water, crack three eggs in a bowl and sprinkle some salt, break them up with chopsticks and mix well, cut fresh shrimps into pieces and put them in the egg liquid, stir them again and put them aside temporarily.

Shred the cabbage section, and cut the shallots into fine pieces.His fingers are slender and white. He is holding a kitchen knife. He has a good posture and quick movements. There is a piece of washed pork left. He is just about to cut it. Ruan Yuan, who is idly watching, is eager to try it. Cut it."

Chang An saw that the oil in the pan was also hot, and said with a smile, "Then come on, don't start carefully. I'll fry the eggs first."

The oil in the pot was slightly hot, and when the egg liquid was poured in, it sizzled and smoked. After the egg liquid was slightly set, Chang Anzai added a few drops of cooking wine, and then stir-fried a few times with a shovel.

Ruan Yuan has already cut the meat, the meat he cuts is uneven in size, scattered on the chopping board, it looks like a dog has chewed it, the difference is obvious in comparison.Guiltyly, Ruan Yuan gathered the meat in one place and hid it in a corner, then ran to the frying pan to probe his brain.

When the scrambled eggs are golden, the prawns are red and tender, like red jade beads rolling in the yellow jadeite, and the fragrance is sultry.Ruan Yuan sniffled and couldn't help swallowing, and finally couldn't help but said, "Brother, your scrambled eggs are delicious, can I try it later?"

Chang An could not help but smile when he saw his mock-up. Seeing that the eggs were almost fried, he took a shovel and shoveled them into the bowl, and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "If you are hungry, eat it first. You I've been tired all day, so I'll go sit outside and watch TV for a while, and I'll be ready for a while."

Ruan Yuan was holding the bowl, his stomach was gurgling with the smell of eggs, he almost wagged his tail when he heard this, and walked out happily holding the bowl.

The narrow kitchen is much more spacious without the individual.

Without Ruan Yuan to join in the fun, Chang Anzai moved even faster.The water in the pot will be gurgling, and the shiitake mushrooms will be put into the pot together, sprinkled with seasonings and boiled on a low heat.At this time, I beat another egg and smashed it in a bowl again. After the eggs were fried, the mushroom broth was almost cooked, so even the smashed scrambled eggs and cabbage were put into the mushroom broth By the way, two spoons of chopped green onion were sprinkled, and after a little cooking, the soup was scooped out of two bowls and placed.

Finally, boil another pot of water, pass the noodles through the boiling water, and put them into the two soup bowls prepared in advance.

If it's dinner, it's done.

Ruan Yuan just finished eating the scrambled eggs, and rushed to the kitchen just in time for the top line to come out of the pan.

I don't know if his brother cooked the noodle, but Ruan Yuan smelled the honest stomach and started to gurgle again, and he hurriedly said, "Brother, leave it alone, I'll serve it !"

Seeing him being so active, Chang An didn't stop him, but just said, "Be careful of scalding." He went to wash the frying pan first.

When he finished his work and returned to the living room, two bowls of noodle noodles had been placed facing each other on the small dining table, and there was a Chu River and Han boundary in the middle, which was made of those lo mei.

The TV was turned on loudly, and there was a shopping advertisement playing in it, making the living room lively.Two glasses, one for each person and one bottle, were placed beside the bowl, and Ruan Yuan was holding a bottle of beer and trying to pry off the cap.

Seeing this, Chang Anzai reached out to snatch the beer, and pinched his face, "Eat first, and drink when you're full."

Take a sip of the soup, and the umami of the shiitake mushrooms spreads to the tip of the tongue.The golden scrambled eggs are dipped in the soup, and the smooth noodles are wrapped in hot noodles and slide down the throat.The cabbage has not been cooked for a long time, and the sweetness of freshness remains in the mouth.The meat that looks like a dog gnaws is a failure, but the meat is soft and tender, and it is also delicious when mixed with noodles.

Ruan Yuan held the noodle bowl and sucked up the noodle thread, and couldn't help but gulp down the rest of the soup. After this meal, his stomach was full, and he sat on the sofa comfortably with his stomach full.

Chang Anzai folded two empty bowls together, took a bottle of beer and walked up to him, pressed the cold body of the bottle to his face, and asked him with a smile, "Are you still drinking?"

"Of course!" Ruan Yuan stretched out his hand to take the beer, "We've grown up so much, we've never had a drink together before."

"Then drink less." Chang An took the beer away and took it to the dining table to pry off the bottle cap with his bare hands, poured it into two cups, and brought it to the coffee table together with the lo mei for him to eat to his heart's content.

Smelling the spicy flavor of the marinated ingredients, Ruan Yuan's full stomach deflated again.

When the cups were touched, the overflowing white foam slowly dripped down along the rim, Ruan Yuan quickly stretched out his tongue to lick it, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chang Anzai looking down at him with a smile in his eyes.He was a little embarrassed, and took a few sips from the cup.

The duck neck is hot and the tongue is numb, and the bubbly beer is rolled over the tip of the tongue, the comfort is indescribable.

Chang Anzai didn't touch braised meat very much, Ruan Yuan wanted to tear a piece of duck meat to feed him, but he tasted it and stuffed it back into Ruan Yuan's mouth.

Ruan Yuan had beer in one hand and a duck in the other. He was too busy. Seeing the duck meat being stuffed back, he stretched his neck to catch it with his mouth. He swallowed it in two or three gulps. He took a breath and said, "Brother, what are you doing?" I don't even eat it."

Chang Anzai said, "I'm afraid of spicy food."

Ruan Yuan was amused by this serious reason.Chang An, who came out of the haunted house again, sometimes seems to be a different person. Although the skin is still the same, the inside seems to have turned into a bottomless abyss, which is daunting. Only Ruan Yuan can be so carefree close to him.

Chang An was looking at his stupid look, knowing that he was a little drunk, so he said, "Don't drink the wine, I'll make you a glass of honey water."

"How can I just drink this little!" Ruan Yuan poured the remaining wine into the glass in one gulp, and slapped the empty glass on the tea table with pride and shouted, "Come on! Open another bottle!"

As soon as the sound fell, the person had already stuck out his tongue from the heat, and fell back on the sofa drunkenly, motionless.

His face was flushed red from the smell of alcohol, his black eyes were foggy, and he stared at Chang An in a daze for a moment.

Chang An took out a paper towel and wiped his oily hands for him, bent down and touched his flushed face, his fingers were hot and delicate, like a ball of freshly boiled double-skin milk, "A Yuan? "

Ruan Yuan enjoyed the coolness of his palm, and rubbed against his fingertips like a coquettish dog, closed his eyes and started snoring after rubbing.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Chang An didn't bother him anymore.He just turned off the TV, then lightly cleaned up the mess on the coffee table, and took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean them.

The faucet was turned on, and just as the sound of splashing water sounded, a scream came from the living room, "Brother!"

Chang An didn't know what he was up to, just after turning off the water to dry his hands, there was a rush of footsteps towards the kitchen.

"Brother!" A pair of hands suddenly hugged his waist from behind, his face was pressed against his back, the scorching heat almost burned him.

Chang An was stuck for a while, wondering if the person behind him was awake, he didn't want to pull his hand away, so he called out in a low voice, "A Yuan?"

Ruan Yuan was so drunk that he couldn't figure it out, and responded by humming in his sleep.It took Chang Anzai a long time to hear clearly, what he said was, "...I thought you disappeared again."