food is the sky

Huang Shaotian and Yu Wenzhou met Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie in the elevator. Zhang Xinjie looked at the box that Huang Shaotian hid in the corner of the elevator and was holding on tightly, pushed his glasses and asked him, "What's in the box?"

Huang Shaotian categorically denied it: "Who said it was for food! It wasn't for food! It was pudding for dinner!!"

"Oh," Zhang Xinjie continued calmly, "Then let me see what pudding is for dinner."

"Why!! I don't!!" Huang Shaotian huddled in a corner of the elevator and struggled, "Lele, take care of your brother!! I warn you, Zhang Xinjie, don't think that I won't beat you!! Don't think that you are the only one who can protect food!! I will too!!!”

Zhang Jiale glanced at them: "The ribs I'm going to eat tonight are still in my refrigerator."

Yu Wenzhou spread his hands when he heard the words, looked at Huang Shaotian and expressed helplessness.

"I don't!!!" Huang Shaotian howled so heart-piercingly, with a look on his face that Zhang Xinjie had done something to him, but Zhang Xinjie just stood beside him face to face and watched him sing, read, do, and hit everything, "This is Wenzhou gave it to me!!! Mine!!!!"

"Then you squat in the elevator and eat slowly." Zhang Xinjie glanced at him, "Can you get out?"

Huang Shaotian hugged the box aggrievedly and got out of the elevator, unwilling to give up and wanted to struggle: "Wenzhou gave it to me!"

Before Zhang Xinjie could speak, Zhang Jiale rolled his eyes and opened the door while saying, "Then you can eat this tonight, don't eat anything else, don't worry no one will grab you and eat slowly."

Can't! ! !That's a rib! ! ! !

Huang Shaotian opened the lunch box with a wrinkled face. Zhang Jiale saw that the three layers were full of baked wontons, and he wanted to kill this brat who was protecting the food to death: "Don't eat tonight, these are all yours, eat them." Don't let me sleep until it's over!"

"I was wrong, Brother Le, I didn't know there were so many!" Huang Shaotian wailed while hugging Zhang Jiale's arm, and kept winking at Yu Wenzhou, "I thought there were only a dozen of them!!"

Yu Wenzhou looked at Huang Shaotian winking at him with a smile, and began to persuade Zhang Jiale: "He really doesn't know how much is in it, but if he weighs it, he can probably tell that there is a lot of food in it..."

Huang Shaotian is in despair, why did Wenzhou even expose me to you? !

Yu Wenzhou coughed twice, avoiding Huang Shaotian's accusing eyes and pretending to be looking at the scenery. Does the old god holding a cup on the ground and trying to bully people need any special reason for such a little wicked thing?

Originally, three people split the work for Yu Wenzhou, such as chopping onions and grilling garlic, but due to Huang Shaotian's performance, now it's him squatting by the trash can alone, taking care of a series of auxiliary materials such as onions, garlic, and ginger. Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie held yogurt and ate baked wontons while waiting for Yu Wenzhou's big steak.

"I don't know if the stew you brought today tastes good or not," Zhang Jiale struggled with Yu Wenzhou while holding a plate, "I steamed it with high-pressure marinade before, and the result was still so strong..."

"But you can't eat grilled food every day." Yu Wenzhou scratched it with a razor, "Well, why don't you bake some of it with cheese first?"

"Why don't we cook something else?" Zhang Jiale thought for a while, "The yam was fried after the bone was pulled out, and then dried directly."

So Huang Shaotian had an extra job as a helper, cutting meat, taking bones, cutting yams, and then stuffing them into the meat.

Huang Shaotian used the knife to chop the large row with great momentum, he directly cut into sections with the knife in his hand, and it seemed that each piece seemed to be about the same size.Yu Wenzhou looked at him with steady, precise and ruthless swords, and couldn't help but start to sigh: "Every time I see Shaotian's knife skills, I want to dig into the corner of socialism, what should I do?"

"Then you can take it home to raise." Zhang Jiale gnawed on the roasted wontons, "It can't be shared but it can be used at home."

Huang Shaotian's heart was pounding, eager to know how Yu Wenzhou would answer, but his mind went blank nervously, so he could only keep giving Zhang Jiale winking and blushing to tell him not to make trouble.

Zhang Xinjie looked at the medical report in his hand indifferently, and he stabbed Huang Shaotian: "Maybe he really wants you to raise him."

Huang Shaotian was about to stop breathing, and he held up the knife in such a vicious manner that it seemed that he wanted to cut people instead of bones.

Yu Wenzhou leaned against the door and seemed very curious about Zhang Xinjie's statement: "Why?"

"Because your craftsmanship is so good," Zhang Xinjie threw out the last half of the sentence lightly, and casually glanced at Huang Shaotian, "And there are people who want to be pudding's godfather in their dreams."

Pudding searched around on the sofa and finally found a cushion. He leaned on Zhang Xinjie's arm and murmured in agreement, turned over his white belly and hugged Zhang Xinjie's arm and rubbed hard.Huang Shaotian had to cut off the bone with one blow, and the strength was so great that it left a clear white mark on the cutting board.In his opinion, the malice in Zhang Xinjie's eyes when he said that just now was almost overflowing.

Don't bring such a bully! ! !

"Hey, after eating the mussels, we will continue to eat pig feed." Zhang Jiale picked up a part of the pork ribs and put them on the rice that Yu Wenzhou had already prepared. With you in Huang Shaotian, you talk a lot less, can I ask you to come here every day at least let us brothers have a quiet meal?"

Huang Shaotian was really in a hurry this time, and calmly stomped on Zhang Jiale's foot to warn him.

Zhang Jiale still had the dinner in his hands, so he didn't do anything for the time being. After he spread the cheese and shredded cheese and pushed the rice into the oven, he immediately pressed Huang Shaotian and strangled his neck: "Isn't it courageous?! Ah How dare you step on me!"

Huang Shaotian sadly felt that compared to the ribs cut on the chopping board, he was the one who was slaughtered.There are people in the room who can't afford to provoke or can't bear to provoke, no matter how you think about it, you feel sad.

And it seems that Yu Wenzhou is happy to see him being bullied... This is the saddest thing.

It was almost eight o'clock when the dinner was served, and the cheese and cheese mixed with the rich meat flavor wantonly filled the whole room. Digging it with a spoon can pull away a long thread that is reluctant to part. The rice is soaked in oil and gravy, Another layer of sweet and savory taste is added by the thick tomato sauce and fruit corn.

The aroma of dried yam pork ribs is a little more restrained, and the crispy fried yam makes the inside softer.After the gravy is locked by the crispy shell, it is forced out of a deeper umami taste by the chili in the dry sauce.The yam, which has no bones but melts in the mouth, is mixed with the strong meat, which seems to add to the sweet burden of needing a little bit of cutting with the teeth to completely separate the meat.

Huang Shaotian ate two big mouthfuls of rice, feeling the rich taste of cheese covered sweet and sour sauce mixed with gravy and oil, and the two complemented and set off each other, and then he was pleasantly surprised by the sweet juice bursting out of a bitten corn.Although the dry pork ribs are so spicy that he sticks his tongue out, but the spices and chili can't stand it, the more stimulated the more addictive it is.

Zhang Xinjie was also taken aback, gasping for breath, his face flushed, and he buried his forehead on Zhang Jiale's shoulder.Zhang Jiale skillfully filled him with a glass of water and stuffed him with a mouthful of rice. While rubbing his younger brother's head, he pointed his chopsticks at the big dried pork ribs: "You can't eat spicy food like that? Tsk tsk tsk, it will be cheaper for me and Wenzhou .”

"Spicy..." Huang Shaotian fanned the wind and poured water one mouthful at a time, "Why can't I eat spicy food?! Look at Zhang Xinjie and then at Wang Jiexi! They are the ones who say they can't eat spicy food! Sigh... You forgot last time When Wang Jiexi touches the chili pepper, it's... ah, ah, it's so spicy and so refreshing!"

"En?" Zhang Xinjie raised his head and glanced at them, "So you know each other?"

Zhang Jiale was afraid that Zhang Xinjie would come up with something else, so he stuffed a piece of dried pork ribs into his mouth to make him continue to be hot, and he couldn't open his mouth: "I know you, God knows why so many people are involved in one task, okay, okay, how about you recently?" Don't be a monster, big and small eyes, his cockatiel is so sick that his heart is going to be broken, what's the point of a blind date!"

"That's right," Huang Shaotian came over slowly and buried his head in his meal, "You see, you don't go to the bar or go to the bar for dinner just because of the parrot, hey, Lele, you think that if you are in the top position, you will be treated better than the parrot! Look at a parrot. Then you must be more attentive to people.”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiale held up his chopsticks and stared at his posture stiffly, wanting to stab Huang Shaotian to death. Huang Shaotian complacently gave Zhang Xinjie a look, his face full of joy of revenge.

It's okay for you to bully me in front of Wenzhou!It's okay, do you think I won't do such a thing as sniffing? !

Yu Wenzhou and his pudding continued to be their onlookers in silence. It is better to keep this kind of family ethics out of the way.Anyway, for the sake of eating at a table, whether it is more important to fight or grab food is a very clear multiple-choice question.

Zhang Jiale chose to pinch Huang Shaotian and Zhang Xinjie's neck collars after eating and drinking: "You two are not big or small! If you have time, let me find a few boyfriends and what kind of boyfriend. Your lifelong event has been resolved?!"

Yu Wenzhou felt in a trance that Zhang Xinjie and Huang Shaotian really looked like two kittens scolded by a big cat holding their necks at this time. He picked up the pudding and took a look, and he was sure that the little figure who was waving his claws but couldn't scratch anyone was almost the same as Huang Shaotian now. same.

"What's the point of going on a blind date if we both know each other?" Zhang Jiale threw Huang Shaotian aside and rubbed Zhang Xinjie, "I said go to the bar and meet up again, you're going to turn your back on me again! Look! What's your attitude?? Why don't I just go with you Forget it!"

Huang Shaotian moved behind Yu Wenzhou and used him as a shield. Hearing the words, he poked his head out: "I think it's okay to have this. I promise to help you hide it from the family if it's a blind date between brothers."

If the quarrel continues, bloodshed will really happen. Yu Wenzhou raised his hand and said that he has a good suggestion: "I can recommend a quiet bar."

Huang Shaotian put his chin on his shoulder, tried to eat his tofu and touched his hand calmly: "Zhang Xinjie has a psychological shadow on the bar, but I don't think you can rest assured that Zhang Jiale will go alone. Wenzhou, why do some people behave like this? Confused? Brother Lian just said it straight and no one laughed at him, do you think he will make up his mind to annoy Zhang Jiale and never go on a blind date again... oh... my ears... ouch!"

Zhang Xinjie held Huang Shaotian's ear, and asked him expressionlessly, "What did you just say?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Huang Shaotian hugged Yu Wenzhou's shoulders and dared not let go, "Wenzhou, tell me which bar we go to...Ahhh, Zhang Xinjie, you kill people!! My mother is pulling my ears like this !!!”

Zhang Xinjie twisted it again, not paying attention: "Okay, good son."

Noisy but hearty, Huang Shaotian clutched his heart and pretended to be beaten to death and lay down in Yu Wenzhou's arms: "Where is the bar you mentioned? Is it fun? What level is it? Is there any nightclub?"

"It's the normal business one. The one opened by my university teacher is actually more like a water bar, but there are no non-alcoholic drinks." Yu Wenzhou helped Huang Shaotian rub his ears, and Huang Shaotian hugged the pudding foolishly Immersed in the joy of being comforted by the male god.Zhang Jiale knew that sooner or later the fire would burn on his own head again, so he went out with his clothes on: "I'll go up and give Lao Han some medicine, by the way, Xinjie, I'll tell you that if Lao Han's wound didn't heal, I would have dinner with Wang Jiexi." Good relationship is gone."

Although maybe maybe Wang Jiexi didn't want to be a cat climbing frame to establish a good relationship with Zhang Jiale.

He was holding a gray parrot with a crest and a flattering face, watched him call him from beauty to handsome boy and then to handsome guy, and then calmly stuffed it into the cage: "If I remember correctly, all the large parrots in our country are Should it be a national second-class protected animal?"

Fang Shiqian propped his chin and lazily watched his parrot pick the lock: "First, he is not from our country, and second, he is not a pet."

The gray parrot that quickly pried open the lock and climbed out triumphantly flapped its wings and began to play villain laughter in twists and turns. The whole room was filled with weird hahaha voices, and I almost added that I said I would be back.

Sure enough, only a crazy parrot can raise such a crazy parrot. Wang Jiexi shook his head and handed him the cage: "I remember that Brother Fang was studying anthropology when he was still in school. Because the profession is more suitable for the brother's nature, your craftsmanship has improved a lot."

The poor little cockatiel was wearing a bunch of wilted cockatiels, looked up pitifully at its owner, and whined in a low voice.Then, he was quickly scared by the gray parrot that jumped on the cage with a "bang" and hid in the corner.

Really... too tmd people come crazy...

"He's really not a pet," Fang Shiqian tore the gray parrot off the cage in embarrassment, "One morning I found that my kitchen looked like it had been burglarized, so I called the police and... the police took away the suspect. I didn't expect him to jump on the window of my house the next day..."

After half a month of perseverance, the police didn't bother to care about this miraculous burglary.

Wang Jiexi's expression was quite inscrutable, and he thought to himself, can the sky look down on someone like Fang Shiqian?

This gray parrot seemed to know how to pick locks. It opened the cage of Wang Jiexi's house a few times to squeeze in and kiss the cockatiels. However, the door was reserved for medium-sized parrots. The gray parrot got stuck on the door...

"Gah..." The gray parrot moved its neck with difficulty and tried to look at Fang Shiqian, "Help!!! Help!!!"

Fang Shiqian squinted his eyes, wondering why he didn't bring this shameful guy who picks the lock and flipped the keyboard to Yu Wenzhou for a drink? ?