food is the sky

Even after eating dinner, Huang Shaotian went home and squatted until 10 o'clock, feeling hungry again. He lay down on the kitchen window and took a closer look at Zhang Jiale's kitchen downstairs. Since tomorrow is the weekend, he happily picked up the computer and ran down to knock on the computer. Zhang Jiale's door.

The two of them lived upstairs and downstairs, Zhang Jiale was struggling in the kitchen when he heard a knock on the door and asked, "Who is it?"

The one who opened the door was Zhang Jiale's baby brother, Zhang Xinjie. When he opened the door, Huang Shaotian immediately tried to close the door with a blank expression.Zhang Xinjie answered Zhang Jiale's question solemnly while closing the door: "Drunk people go to the wrong building and knock on the wrong door."

Huang Shaotian stood up and rushed to the door: "Zhang Xinjie, get out of the way and I'm not here to look for you! Hey Lele! Lele, your brother murdered me! He's going to pinch me to death with the door panel! Lele!! Help! Didn't you mean your brother Are you not lying!? Where did I go wrong? I came here to look for you! Zhang Xinjie, you are a dead food protector! I just smelled it!!"

Zhang Xinjie secretly hated that he was not a professional orthopedic doctor, and after a short stalemate, Huang Shaotian took advantage of the gap and sneaked into his house, and then threw his laptop on the sofa before rushing into the kitchen to pester Zhang Jiale.

Zhang Xinjie stood alone at the door and seriously thought about installing a door chain for his house tomorrow.

The three of them actually grew up in the same family home. Since Zhang Jiale was six years old, he has had two little tails who are three years younger. One is his own good baby brother, and the other is so close to his father that he can wear a pair of pants. The little chatter of my uncle's house.Of course it's cool to have two little tails who are still and move and listen to their own words. It's just that Zhang Jiale has been unable to figure it out for so many years. The two little tails are fine, but why the relationship is not good?

Because not only Zhang Xinjie was unilaterally annoyed by Huang Shaotian who talked a lot and stole his brother and food from him, Huang Shaotian was also annoyed by his parents' nagging about Zhang Xinjie next door who was "good grades, polite and obedient".

So Huang Shaotian started pestering Zhang Jiale even harder. If it wasn't for Huang Shaotian's physical fitness, he was directly admitted to the military academy and practiced for several years, and he wouldn't be able to beat him. Zhang Xinjie really wanted to take out the scalpel and give him a few hits.

Zhang Jiale was making supper, and Zhang Xinjie's off-get off work hours were not fixed, and he often had to deal with it at dinner time. If he had another operation at night, he would basically be so hungry when he got home.He was not the type of Zhang Jiale and Huang Shaotian trained in the army, his face was so pale that even his skin seemed to be transparent when his blood sugar dropped.

Zhang Jiale's short-shouldered old mother was so heartbroken, she rubbed Zhang Xinjie on the sofa a few times, forced him to feed him a cup of thick honey water, and then used the air conditioner to wrap him up so he couldn't move like a silkworm baby. The kitchen is ready to eat.

Huang Shaotian was fed up with all kinds of losses Zhang Xinjie secretly gave him since he was a child. He never attacked Zhang Xinjie head-on, and later made him "dizzy from bullying" and Zhang Jiale insisted on beating him.There were no room for three people in the kitchen. Zhang Jiale coaxed and persuaded Zhang Xinjie to continue to lie on the sofa, and then very smoothly instructed Huang Shaotian to help him.

"As expected, I'm not my own." Huang Shaotian finished cutting Zhang Jiale's meat quickly, "Look at how moist my own is, tsk tsk, by the way, he had a few more surgeries today, and he couldn't even get the door locked? I told him." You’ve been saying for years that you’re useless, you’re a scholar, right? You see, he’s a doctor with slender arms and legs, but he doesn’t gain weight.

Zhang Jiale looked Huang Shaotian up and down with a strange expression: "You don't seem to be much thicker than his arms and legs..."

Huang Shaotian flew into a rage and thought, "Compare Zhang Xinjie's arms and legs to yourself?It's a pity that Zhang Jiale stuffed a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth before he could open his mouth.

The mashed potatoes are directly smashed with a cooking machine and slowly mixed with cream and diced meat, shiitake mushrooms, diced green onions and stir-fried. One bite, except for the toughness of diced meat and shiitake mushrooms, it melts in the mouth, leaving only milky meat The unique aroma of incense and shiitake mushrooms can be chewed repeatedly by the teeth to squeeze out the deep umami taste.Huang Shaotian wanted to have a spoonful, but Zhang Jiale, who watched him throw away the meat after cutting it, kicked him out of the kitchen, and looked at Zhang Xinjie, who was sitting quietly on the sofa and reading the report.

Seeing each other and hating each other, Huang Shaotian snorted and dragged his computer to know that Zhang Xinjie liked to be quiet, so he knocked on purpose.After a while, I wondered why Zhang Xinjie secretly raised his eyes to look at the person before he even opened his mouth to sarcasm...

Zhang Xinjie brought earplugs and completely treated him as air.

Young Master Huang was in dire weather, but Zhang Jiale took him by the collar and ordered him to go downstairs to the supermarket to buy some butter before he could cause trouble.Zhang Jiale urged him to hurry up while opening the door: "Hurry up, or you won't want to eat it, you can just go home and die of starvation. I'm too tired of you if you don't want to work after midnight snack?"

Zhang Jiale's house was facing an elevator, and it happened that the elevator came to this floor with a ding sound. Zhang Jiale was overjoyed, and pushed Huang Shaotian's back to tell him to go back quickly.When the elevator door opened, what came out was not a human leg. A milk tea-colored kitten with a leash stepped on the floor tiles and came out with short legs.Huang Shaotian didn't care about his hands at the time, squatting at the door, meowing and stretching out his hand to seduce the little short leg: "Are you a pudding, boy? Do you remember me? You still want to grab my sandwich this afternoon. Short, why are your legs so short, pudding!"

It is estimated that pudding is used to being hugged and rubbed by passers-by on the street and rubbed by customers in the shop. He is so popular that even his owner doesn't care.The young man at the other end of the leash stood there with a good temper and let Huang Shaotian hug and rub his cat, kissing and rubbing. He also took the initiative to remind him: "He just went down for a walk and his feet are covered in mud so don't let him step on his clothes."

As soon as the words were finished, Pudding had already stepped on Huang Shaotian's face and licked him. Zhang Jiale burst out laughing at the mottled and muddy plum blossom marks on Huang Shaotian's face, and gloated, "Let you always say that he has short legs hahaha I can step on your face with short legs, I'm Zhang Jiale, your next-door neighbor, I'm sorry that my brother rubbed your cat like this."

The owner of the pudding was very calm, and nodded to Zhang Jiale to indicate that he was fine and was about to introduce himself. Seeing Huang Shaotian with a resentful expression on his face, Zhang Jiale leaned forward and backward with a smile and still hugged his cat without letting go, so he smiled first. He took out a wet tissue and wiped the marks on Huang Shaotian's face.It was only at this time that Huang Shaotian noticed that the owner of the pudding was a young man about his own age, with natural smiling eyes that were long and curved, such eyes were like spring breeze blowing on his face when he smiled.

I look pretty good, I smile so pretty, and I take cute puddings to the streets, I don’t know how many little girls and boys I have to seduce!Hey, he's still the manager of that store, and his craftsmanship is so good, I don't know...

etc!The manager of that store!

Huang Shaotian stuffed the pudding into Zhang Jiale's arms and grabbed the young man's hand: "You are the manager of that store who makes sandwiches and stewed rice super delicious!? Handsome manager, do you have butter at home? Can you borrow some?! Please eat supper as a thank you gift!"

Zhang Jiale was stunned holding the cat. Is there something wrong with the craftsman who is so good that he can eat my cooking?Huang Shaotian, if you use excuses to be courteous and hook up with people, don't take that as a gimmick!

"Even the pudding is taken away..." The young man squeezed Huang Shaotian's hand with a smile, and then smiled at Zhang Jiale who was stunned beside him, "Then I will not be disrespectful, I have a lot of butter at home, then I will go back and get it. Please wipe Pudding's feet."

"By the way," the young man opened his door and asked the two people who were happily kneading pudding together, "Is Zhang Xinjie here today? It just so happens that I have something to give him. I just forgot to introduce myself. I'm with you." Yu Wenzhou from his same school."

Huang Shaotian and Zhang Jiale looked at each other and said in unison: "He actually knows (Zhang) Xinjie?!"

Zhang Xinjie, who came out after hearing the words, frowned when he saw the plum blossom marks on the two doors that made Pudding step on one of the entrances: "Didn't I tell you before that the store was opened by a classmate and let you go and taste it first?"

"Didn't your classmate open the shop and you tasted it and told us if it tasted good?" Huang Shaotian protested angrily, "What if Zhang Xinxin makes it taste bad?!"

"I forgot..." Zhang Jiale stuck out his tongue, bent over to pick up the pudding, and ordered Huang Shaotian to wipe the ground, "It's really delicious, but you still live next door, Xinjie, what is your classmate's major? I remember you guys." No cooking at school, nutrition?"

Zhang Xinjie paused, and said with a particularly troubled expression: "No, he is studying electronic information engineering."

So how did this completely misaligned major and current job develop?Zhang Jiale opened his mouth and didn't ask any further questions. Anyway, this is a private matter. The task now is to clean and rub the short-legged cat's claws!

As for the kitchen?

What do you want me to do when a chef is here?Anyway, it seems that I have a good relationship with Xinjie, so I just need to be responsible for eating and eating!

Yu Wenzhou's craftsmanship is really good, Huang Shaotian was still teasing pudding with Zhang Jiale in the living room, the strong smell of cheese mixed with butter, he couldn't help but rushed to the kitchen to get close to Yu Wenzhou.

"If someone with your skill marries you, he must have saved the whole world in his previous life. It just smells like I'm so happy that I can ascend to immortality." Huang Shaotian drooled and lay on the kitchen door frame, "I'm Huang Shaotian, live Zhang Jiale, Zhang Xinjie, and their house are on the upper floor that happens to be the one next door to yours. Handsome guy, do you still need someone to wash dishes in your house, the kind who went to college and served as a soldier?"

"It will be ready soon," Yu Wenzhou stared at the cheese-filled mashed potatoes in the oven while slicing thin slices of plum meat. "Young days, if you wait in the kitchen and smell the smell, you will be even hungrier."

Young people want to get acquainted very quickly, not to mention that Huang Shaotian has an extroverted and eager temperament. Watching Yu Wenzhou slowly cut meat with a knife and smelling the aroma of black pepper mixed with cheese and meat made him scratch his heart with anxiety. .I couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed Yu Wenzhou's knife and asked him, "I'll cut it, I'll cut it, teach me how to cut it quickly, I'm going to die of anxiety when you cut it slowly like this!"

Yu Wenzhou helplessly instructed Huang Shaotian to cut slices in the direction he wanted to cut, but he really didn't expect that Huang Shaotian's knife skills were really good, and the slices of meat he cut out were thin, transparent but still textured. whole.

"It's amazing, have you practiced it?" Yu Wenzhou took the kneaded puff pastry to roll the meat slices and the apple slices that Huang Shaotian cut neatly with his hands and feet. The apple slices were cut open in half according to Yu Wenzhou's requirements, and then sliced ​​one by one. Cut it off completely and opened it, "I don't know where Shaotian is now? If I don't serve as a soldier, I would like to dig into our shop with such a good knife skill."

Huang Shaotian smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and replied embarrassingly: "Same as Zhang Jiale, stepped back and turned into a policeman..."

"Then I was still thinking about poaching the corners of socialism just now." Yu Wenzhou joked to Huang Shaotian. He brought out the baked mashed potatoes with cheese and stirred them. After the mixture was evenly mixed, he scooped out a spoonful and gave it to him. Not weak?"

Some crispy cheese potato hard shells are smashed into pieces and melted into the soft mashed potatoes. The cream is just right rich and not greasy. The multiple aromas make the nose and mouth fall together, and the color is so good People can't move their eyes.Huang Shaotian joyfully held the spoon in his mouth and almost floated out to describe to Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie how delicious it was, and how capable Yu Wenzhou was.

"Look at your orgasm as if you married someone back home," Zhang Jiale said insultingly, pinching Pudding's short leg and scratching his chin, "Little poor man wants to smell it again and watch us eat it too Poor."

When the oven was turned on, the smell was so strong that Zhang Xinjie was a little restless. Huang Shaotian was the kindest brother they had never seen in these years. Zhang Jiale reckoned that even Huang Shaotian's mother could not be treated like this before and after cooking.Yu Wenzhou made two suppers, a bowl of mashed potatoes with cheese, and everyone shared them, and a plate of rose apple strudel was divided by head.Of course, he was afraid that everyone would be thirsty, so he brought the iced milk tea from home.

Huang Shaotian was bubbling with happiness after eating. Yu Wenzhou spread the rose apple roll first with plum blossom meat slices that were as wide and thin as the puff pastry. Wang Wang exudes a tantalizing aroma.Yu Wenzhou was afraid that adding meat puff pastry and kneading butter would make it too oily, so he took advantage of the opportunity to spread a layer of good rose sauce and then apple slices.The whole apple slice cut in half looks like a perfect heart shape on the top, but when it is rolled up, it is a perfect rose.

The rose apple strudel was roasted just right, sucked more fat and sprinkled with powdered sugar, and the rose apple strudel was brought out. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I took a bite and broke the layers of puff pastry and the soft, glutinous and fragrant plum blossoms splashed with juice, and then It is crisp and delicious apple flesh mixed with rich and greasy rose sauce.The taste is rich and layered, and the mixture is seamless. Zhang Xinjie, who doesn't like fat meat, killed two of them in one go.

"I take back what I said earlier." Huang Shaotian buried his head in his mouth, and he didn't want to care about the milk tea and oil marks on the corner of his mouth. "Whoever marries or marries you will gain a pound a day. After a month, you will gain a year. It's all right." Fat as a ball! The craftsmanship is so good, Wenzhou, you are cheating!"

"The premise is that someone has to ask for it." Yu Wenzhou took out a piece of paper and wiped Huang Shaotian's mouth. "Speak slowly when eating and be careful not to grab it."

Zhang Jiale glanced at the two of them strangely, then glanced at his younger brother who was eating seriously and looked up at him, and lowered his voice so that Huang Shaotian and the others, who were eating happily and chatting happily with Yu Wenzhou, could hear: "Hey, Xinjie, don't you think so?" I think this is the same as the background wall, if I'm not mistaken, this is obviously our two houses?"

Zhang Xinjie took a sip of milk tea calmly, looked at Huang Shaotian, who was chattering with Yu Wenzhou one-sidedly, and Yu Wenzhou, who was still listening with a gentle smile and good temper, and said to Zhang Jiale with some incoherence: "I heard that Manjikang This short-legged cat is just as energetic, not to mention spring is coming, isn't it pudding?"

Hearing this, Pudding looked at Zhang Xinjie with an innocent face and meowed.