food is the sky

A few days later, Zhang Jiale inexplicably received a pitch-black chinchilla as a gift, and Sun Zheping asked Fang Shiqian to give it to him.

How black is that chinchilla?That is, one day it took a nap on the cushion with a black background, Pudding swayed around it three or four times in a daze, but he didn't find anything wrong, and then he almost got bitten.

It's embarrassing to say it, a cat nearly got its ass bitten by a rodent, and Pudding now chases after a ball of pitch-black furballs whenever he gets the chance.Even if Zhang Jiale locked the fur ball in the cage, Pudding could persevere on the cage to seek a chance to strike.

Zhang Xinjie liked it quite a bit, of course the premise that he liked it was that Zhang Xinjie really didn't know who gave the Totoro.

Zhang Jiale fought with Sun Zheping again because of the reason why he gave away Totoro. Sun Zheping strongly suspects that Zhang Jiale's tendency to violence has escalated. He used to be cold and violent, but now he is more and more fond of asking him to release the pressure. He can find any reason. He fights and then the goblin fights.

Sun Zheping lived in pain and joy in such days.

"It's really dark," Yu Wenzhou was recently in charge of feeding pudding and the chinchilla next door when no one was home at noon, while making himself a bowl of noodles while talking on the phone with Huang Shaotian. "The key is that it's so dark and I like to hide in the shadows." , you can’t find it if you don’t look carefully.”

"That's it." Huang Shaotian glanced around, thinking that Zhang Jiale should be out of range, and lowered his voice to gossip to Yu Wenzhou, "Look at how dark it is, it looks like it came from the whole of Africa. You don't know that Sun Zheping came from alchemist When Qianna was about to come, he said that his face was so dark that he thought it would be suitable for Zhang Jiale to raise him, and it seemed that the whole family would not come in."

Zhang Jiale is notoriously black-faced and even darker-handed. He dared not take part in any gambling-like activities in his life, just to save up his luck and use it at critical moments.On the day he received Totoro, Zhang Jiale understood almost instantly what Sun Zheping was trying to say.

This pure black chinchilla was dumbfounded, and when Yu Wenzhou gave him dried fruits and vegetables, it stood up and gnawed on it. It wasn't until this time that Yu Wenzhou was sure that the writhing mass that couldn't see its nose, eyes, and ears was indeed its head.

Why can there be such a black chinchilla...

"What's your name?" Yu Wenzhou asked Huang Shaotian with difficulty while his left hand was held by Pudding's arm and his right hand was held by Totoro, holding the phone between his shoulders, "Have you been here for two or three days? Haven't decided on a name yet? "

"Ah, everyone is calling him at the same time. I see him calling him Black Forest in the dark, and then Zhang Jiale thinks he's stupid and cute and calls him a fool..."

"There's no fixed name?" Yu Wenzhou was a little dumbfounded, and stretched out his hand to rub the soft fur of the chinchilla.

"I guess you don't know what Zhang Xinjie named the chinchilla. I laughed so hard." Huang Shaotian's hilarious laughter came from the phone, "He also thinks that this chinchilla looks super African. Name him Zhang Feiwori hahahahahaha!"

Mao Tuantuan raised his head in a daze, as if he still wanted a dried vegetable. Yu Wenzhou sympathetically handed one to it and sighed sincerely.

It really looks so dark and so dull.

Fang Shiqian had always suspected that the high fever had burned out the chinchilla's brain. From then on, he only ate and slept all his life, and he didn't have the wildness of a free-range chinchilla at all.Yu Wenzhou saw with his own eyes that once pudding blocked the chinchilla in a corner, and then the little pitiful, who had nowhere to escape, stared blankly for a while, turned his head and ran, and then bumped his head against the wall.

Yu Wenzhou almost thought it had an accident and was about to come to save it.The chinchilla turned its head to look at Pudding in a daze again, then continued to run away and hit the wall again...

Such a cycle, the whole pudding did nothing at all, Yu Wenzhou was in a trance thinking that he was watching some ghost video at station b...

"By the way, Wenzhou's cafeteria is terrible today!" Huang Shaotian complained while stuffing rice into his mouth, "The rice is too hard and there is little meat! And it's not fried with salt, so it tastes like one piece and one tasteless! And that soup is also... choking, it's full of thick oil and it's unappetizing to look at, I don't even know what is supporting me to swallow my lunch."

Yu Wenzhou nodded clearly: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Probably because he ate too much luxurious fish, meat and seafood some time ago, Huang Shaotian wants to eat home-cooked meals tonight.It's a pity that his mobile phone was robbed before he could give Yu Wenzhou the menu. Zhang Jiale pinched the back of Huang Shaotian's neck and asked Yu Wenzhou, "How about some minced yam meat?! And stewed rice with mushrooms and pork ribs! Add some diced bamboo shoots to the stewed rice." It's the best!"

Wang Jiexi suggested to Zhang Jiale: "Yu Wenzhou's seafood is the best, let him have another shrimp slip."

Zhang Jiale continued to order food as usual: "Big Eyes wants a Shrimp Roll."

Huang Shaotian struggled to snatch back the phone: "That's my boyfriend, not your cook!! I also want baked chicken wings with cheese in Wenzhou! And an eggplant box!"

Yu Wenzhou wrote them down one by one, and after hanging up the phone, he suddenly remembered, what is the difference between his current situation and going to the store?

Well, and it's even more tiring, at least going to the store to cook is a cover, and some of them are helpers.Now there are only two furballs who are grabbing their trouser legs to eat, and more and more people who can be expected to come to eat.

Wait... By the way, did I agree with Wang Jiexi's meal? ?

Without any embarrassment, Wang Jiexi brought his cockatiel over for a meal, and sighed as soon as he smelled the smell after entering the door: "Compared to the craftsmanship of your student days, Yu Wenzhou, you are really more and more virtuous."

Huang Shaotian was so proud of himself: "That's right, I have a good eye for choosing boyfriends!"

The stewed rice emits a slight aroma in the rice cooker, which has filled the whole living room with the fragrance of rice and the rich aroma of meat and shiitake mushrooms.Yu Wenzhou was processing yams and minced meat, and the eggplants had been washed and put aside, waiting to be cut up and made into eggplant boxes.When I came out, I saw Wang Jiexi and Huang Shaotian sitting on the sofa in a very friendly way, one teasing the bird and the other the cat, leaning against the door and smiling gently: "So leisurely? You don't want to have dinner, do you?"

Huang Shaotian immediately stuffed the pudding on the sofa and took the initiative to cut the eggplant, while the cockatiel squatted obediently on the huge chinchilla cage and watched the owner roll up his sleeves and chop the onion and peel the garlic as if nothing had happened.

When Zhang Jiale came back with Zhang Xinjie, everyone was working like this. When Totoro saw him coming back, he immediately jumped out from the shadow where he was hiding, dragging his furball-like body dangling around his feet.Zhang Jiale was afraid that he would trample it to death, so he quickly picked it up and put it in Zhang Xinjie's hood: "Little coal ball, just sit there and love you after I finish eating."

"It's called coal balls again?" Huang Shaotian was stuffing meat into the eggplant box, and his posture seemed to be that the eggplant box would not stop, "Hey, but I said coal balls sound very suitable, Zhang Jiale, you are a black hand The black-faced coal digger... Aww! Wow, help! People's police beat people!!!! Let go and I'm still stuffed!!"

Yu Wenzhou shook his head, and signaled Huang Shaotian to step aside: "Forget it, this eggplant box is stuffed... Shaotian, go and deal with the chicken wings. Make three cuts on the surface and remove the bones inside, so that the cooking wine will taste better."

Zhang Jiale disliked the eggplant box that Huang Shaotian stuffed for a while, and pointed to the cheese slices on the side and asked Yu Wenzhou, "You want to make an eggplant box with bursting pulp?"

"Yeah, it would be too oily if you have an eggplant box and baked chicken wings with cheese," Yu Wenzhou nodded, and handed the cheese into small pieces. Stir-fried chicken wings stuffed with seasonal vegetables."

Huang Shaotian silently glanced at the remaining yams that hadn't been mashed into velvet, and understood in seconds.

Zhang Jiale was obviously more talented than Huang Shaotian, Wang Jiexi and Zhang Xinjie in cooking, otherwise Huang Shaotian would have been living on Yu Wenzhou's cooking before relying on Yu Wenzhou's cooking.He wrapped a small piece of cheese into the minced lean meat, then stuffed the meat into two slices of eggplant, hung the batter and fried it in a frying pan.

Huang Shaotian was sent over to peel the tomatoes with Zhang Xinjie and Wang Jiexi after finishing the chicken wings. Zhang Xinjie and Wang Jiexi peeled the three tomatoes fairly smooth, but Huang Shaotian's whole tomato looked like it had been eaten by a dog.

Why is this?In fact, Huang Shaotian was also puzzled. Speaking of which, his hands were very clever, installing a computer or something...

"I'd better go chop the onions and chop the garlic," Huang Shaotian said with a mournful face, "Call me next time when you need a piece of meat or something."

Of course, he cheered up quickly, the fried eggplant boxes came out of the pan, and the oily and fragrant eggplant boxes piled up like a hill, Huang Shaotian grabbed one and hid at the door to share with the pudding while everyone was not paying attention.

The stuffing inside this eggplant box was unexpectedly hot, Huang Shaotian ate it while puffing and puffing, the hot stuffing needed to be swallowed in small mouthfuls, the meat juice oozes out from the meat stuffing and at the same time it became hotter The cheese sauce also spread out.

ah!It smells so good!ah!So hot!ah!Delicious!ah! ! ! ! !

"I saw him squatting at the door..." Han Wenqing explained to the room with a man and a cat, "I thought something was wrong with him..."

Huang Shaotian and Pudding each had half an eggplant box in their mouths, and they felt like they had been stolen.

"Punish you to eat less eggplant box." Yu Wenzhou patted Huang Shaotian's forehead and dragged him to the kitchen first, "Come here and help me."

"What kind of punishment is this, tsk tsk tsk," Zhang Jiale reached out and touched the briquettes with his head sticking out of Zhang Xinjie's hood, "Seeing that there are no good briquettes, what is power seeking for personal gain? Look, I went straight into the kitchen...Old Han...wait It seems that I didn't get your meal tonight."

Yu Wenzhou dragged Huang Shaotian into the kitchen and squeezed his chin: "Just come in if you want to eat, why are you sneaking around?"

Huang Shaotian touched an eggplant box openly and gnawed a mouthful, and was instantly scalded by the explosion, panting for breath, and threw himself on Yu Wenzhou's neck stickyly: "It's scalding to death... I have to kiss it, or it won't get better. Yes! Hurry up and give me a kiss!"

He got a kiss as he wished, and Yu Wenzhou lightly licked his red lips, which were burned by the cheese, and then went in and hooked his tongue, entangled lingeringly, the tender meat in his mouth was gently licked, especially The tip of his tongue was almost hooked and licked by Yu Wenzhou in a variety of ways, and finally he took a light bite.

"It seems that the eggplant box tastes right," Yu Wenzhou licked his lips, "Does the burnt place still hurt?"

It didn't hurt anymore, but Huang Shaotian's face was flushed red.

The flocculent yam is cooked together with the fried minced meat. The salty aroma is suitable for thick and fragrant, and there are hot bubbles in the casserole.Yu Wenzhou put the lid on the casserole to lock up the rising water vapor, allowing the deeper essence to be boiled thicker.

Huang Shaotian took out the bones and filled them with shredded yam and bamboo shoots. Then the whole thing was thickened and then slightly fried on a pan. The sliced ​​lettuce slices will come out of the pan after a few minutes of high heat.The soup clings to the chicken wings and slowly rolls to the plate, leaving an attractive yellowish transparent water stain.

The tomato sauce that Yu Wenzhou simmered on the side was almost done. After adding oil and frying in the pot for a while, he put out the eggplant box, and the slightly transparent red color was attached to the golden yellow eggplant box.The last stir-fried shrimp slippery is a handicraft. Yu Wenzhou fed Huang Shaotian a yam soup with minced meat and asked him, "Are you ready to start?"

Huang Shaotian swallowed it in satisfaction, leaned forward and kissed Yu Wenzhou again, and answered him obligingly: "Always be prepared!"

The finished shrimp slippery needs to be blanched in hot water to fix it into shape and then stir-fried with seasonal vegetables. This blanching process is a test of hand speed and eyesight.Huang Shaotian's hands and feet were nimble, and he slid down the prawns one by one, picked them up and sent them to the wok for cooking within seconds.

With four dishes, a bowl of yam soup and a pot of stewed rice, Yu Wenzhou was unusually kind to the two uninvited guests Han Wenqing and Wang Jiexi: "Eat less for dinner. As the old saying goes, eat enough for breakfast, eat well for lunch, and eat well for dinner." Eat less, for peace of mind and health."

Yu Wenzhou has recently been reflecting on the mistake of being regarded as a chef, and still feels that the root of the problem is that he looks too easy to talk to.One and two come to rub a meal, what do you think of yourself?The uncle who cooks in the cafeteria?

Han Wenqing did not show any introspection: "My family still has a basket of fresh large prawns that was delivered urgently."

It's over... Yu Wenzhou looked at Huang Shaotian's and Zhang Xinjie's eyes that lit up at the same time, and suddenly felt that he would be a cooking chef in the cafeteria for a long time.

Wang Jiexi's cockatiel really likes the briquette chinchilla lying quietly in Zhang Xinjie's hood, and the two balls of hair are nestled next to each other in Zhang Xinjie's hood. Cat combs.Wang Jiexi himself sat down next to Zhang Jiale, pretending he didn't hear anything, and took a chicken wing to eat.

When you bite down on the boneless chicken wings, you can not only feel the tenderness of the chicken skin, but also be impressed by the melt-in-your-mouth yam and the crispness of the shredded bamboo shoots.Stir-fried stuffed chicken wings do not feel greasy at all, but are juicier and more tender.

And there is no trouble of eating bones at all, it is full of big mouthfuls of meat and smooth taste!

Compared with the minced meat and yam soup that also contains yam, it is thicker and stickier, and the mouth is smoother. The fluffy yam can't cover it at all, and it goes directly from the mouth along the esophagus with warmth. All that is left is the lingering aftertaste and the more chewy meat dregs.

Wang Jiexi looked at Yu Wenzhou sincerely: "I really want to pay the food expenses, but I always feel that talking about money hurts our relationship."

Huang Shaotian immediately interposed between them and glared at Wang Jiexi: "Who has any relationship with you?! Who has any relationship with you! Pay attention to my family, Wenzhou, who has a family!!!"

"So?" Yu Wenzhou patted Huang Shaotian's head to signal him to eat quickly, "If the Shaotian eggplant box gets cold, it won't burst."

"Since talking about money hurts our feelings, let's not talk about money." Wang Jiexi looked sincere. "Is there a need for washing dishes?"