food is the sky

Principles are things like Huang Shaotian struggling between body and soul, fat and food, he often brings you temptations and troubles that are difficult to choose.So when Yu Wenzhou saw the things Sun Zheping sent again, he was also very tangled and worried.

To eat or not to eat, that is an eternal question.

Ever since he knew that Zhang Xinjie didn't want to be soft and hard, Sun Zheping began to stage the drama of saving the country with curves.Zhang Jiale is basically hopeless, and the object of the nest is only aimed at himself.That's why if the front door is not allowed to enter, you can only go through the back door or something...

But why did you choose me to save the country with curves?This curve is really too curvy, okay?

"The turkey is still alive." Yu Wenzhou looked at the huge turkey with its feet tied and its wings tied up in embarrassment. "What are you doing?"

Sun Zheping was straightforward: "A few people can't finish eating, so why not call Zhang Jiale and his brothers to come together."

Huang Shaotian raised a knife angrily: "It's not your family who cooks all day long, don't you feel bad! I've never seen someone who has worked so hard to catch up with the meal! Is the turkey amazing!!?? Let's throw it in Wenzhou! Go to Zhang Jiale's house!"

"..." Yu Wenzhou reached out and rubbed Huang Shaotian's head, "If you throw it at Zhang Jiale's house, they will tell me to go down and do it."

This is a vicious circle, no matter who it is sent to, Yu Wenzhou has to do it in the end.Huang Shaotian looked at a live turkey and a big goose that Sun Zheping sent over with resentment. If he did it, he would not let Yu Wenzhou get tired. If he didn't, it would be a pity not to eat it, and it was a super pity.

Yu Wenzhou did his best to order Huang Shaotian to chop off the head of the big white goose, bloodletting and plucking the feathers to get a clean goose.

Zhang Jiale smelled it. At noon, he ate Kung Pao chicken sweet and sour pork tenderloin and a bowl of mullet soup. He was already extremely satisfied.The younger brother with the left hand was basking in the sun and sleeping soundly. When he smelled the smell upstairs, he had the illusion of being hungry again...

Probably an illusion, why does Zhang Jiale think it smells so good?You look so sweet that I have hallucinations, I have seen Sun Zheping!

The goose soup was bubbling and bubbling, and when the lid was lifted, the clear yellow soup was revealed. There was no trace of oil, and the red wolfberry rolled from time to time to reveal its true face.Where the goose meat floated out of the soup noodles, the meat was bright red and tender, and the aroma and heat created a hazy cloud in the room.And in another small pot next to it, golden goose oil was boiling, bubbling eagerly.

There is still half a goose in Yu Wenzhou's hands. When he sees Zhang Jiale coming up, he will turn his head and point to the rice noodles next to him: "Shaotian said that when he was in Yunnan, he loved eating Yunnan rice noodles with you, so he cut half of them for me." The goose came to cook the soup and said to eat rice noodles at night."

Zhang Jiale embarrassingly mentioned that Huang Shaotian cut him a meal: "The Yunnan rice noodles you eat are soup made from chicken, not goose!! What floats on it is not goose fat, but chicken fat, okay? You won't let Wenzhou eat such a big goose Burn the whole thing, you want to eat goose soup!? I will let you eat goose soup, I will make you want to eat Yunnan rice noodles, and I will tell you whether it is chicken oil or goose oil.”

Huang Shaotian was beaten by him and ran away, and finally dragged Sun Zheping to call Zhang Xinjie desperately: "Zhang Xinjie, your brother secretly communicated with someone and came to my house!!! You take care of your brother!!! He wants to follow the wild man Ran!!"

Zhang Xinjie rushed up with a murderous look, and when he entered the door, he immediately focused on the half goose on the cutting board, and asked Yu Wenzhou with some distress: "Why don't you keep the whole roast goose?"

Huang Shaotian shrank silently to Yu Wenzhou's bedroom, quickly closed the door and locked it, and hid guiltily.

"I don't know the five grains, I can only eat but not cook, but I still have to order blindly." Zhang Xinjie looked at Yu Wenzhou clearly when he saw this, and vigorously criticized Huang Shaotian's behavior, "It's all because of your hard work for more than a month. .”

Yu Wenzhou nodded in disbelief, with a look of pride that I was used to, and then continued to look at the half-goose not knowing what to do.

Only then did Zhang Xinjie remember the main purpose of coming up, and glanced at the desperate Zhang Jiale: "Didn't you say that you won't bring it back to attract my attention?"

"...The problem is that this is Yu Wenzhou's house..."

"Oh," Zhang Xinjie nodded, "but he still catches my eye."

Yu Wenzhou looked sympathetically at Zhang Jiale who was caught between the man and his younger brother, looked through the refrigerator and asked, "Who's going to help buy a grass carp? Then buy a piece of beef, the kind with less muscle and more meat."

Zhang Jiale immediately understood the elegant meaning of Xiange, turned his head and roared at Sun Zheping: "Go shopping!"

As expected, he only knows how to mess around... Sun Zheping shook his head helplessly, got down and sat in his car to call his assistant to buy ingredients.

Only now did Huang Shaotian dare to poke his head out of the bedroom: "Have you found a way to eat that half goose in Wenzhou?"

"I found it," Yu Wenzhou waved to Huang Shaotian with a smile, "But first, Shaotian, you wash your hands first, and then come to help."

Huang Shaotian ran out of the bedroom happily, and then got a difficult task - to pick off the meat from the half goose breast, and then use a wooden stick to beat it into a meat paste, and then mix it together when the beef is bought back Beat into a puree.

It was time-consuming and labor-intensive and boring...it didn't require manpower to put the cooking machine on. It looked like Yu Wenzhou was pissing him off.Because of this, Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie, who couldn't eat the roast goose, felt relieved, and actively supervised the whole process of Huang Shaotian beating the goose.

When the beef was bought back, Huang Shaotian’s hands were sore, and the goose meat had already been hammered into a meat paste. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the news that the beef was also bought back was simply a nightmare. Yu Wenzhou patted his head soothingly: "Be good for the food, and grass carp."

I quit! ! ! !I'm exhausted! ! ! !At worst, everyone should not eat it! ! !

A rebellion had only just begun, and was suppressed by everyone's concerted efforts. The matter of beating the beef was also handed over to Sun Zheping. Huang Shaotian immediately heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his sore arms and slumped on the sofa, pretending that he was number two. Only pudding.

Both the pudding and the briquettes crawled over and nestled on his stomach into balls, and when he turned around, he could see three piled up paralytics on the sofa, the pudding was on Huang Shaotian, and the briquettes were on the pudding.

The pot of goose soup had already filtered out the scum and scum, and it was boiled again in the cleaned large casserole with pork thigh bones. The soup quickly turned from clear yellow to snow white.When the even better aroma than before overflowed, Zhang Jiale felt that he couldn't eat the roast goose, and he wanted to beat Huang Shaotian up again.

This feeling is better until the meat paste mixed with goose meat and beef is wrapped in the balls made of fish and shrimp paste, and they are fried in a frying pan to form round and fragrant balls.Yu Wenzhou coldly warned Huang Shaotian, who was resurrected with full blood and started to take the opportunity to steal some dumplings: "It's just that the outside is fried, and the inside is raw."

Huang Shaotian stretched out his claws in resentment, drooling at the big plate of deep-fried dumplings that had already risen so high.

Yu Wenzhou pretended not to see the look in Huang Shaotian's eyes, a large part of the dumplings were directly divided by the crowd and sent to the refrigerator, to be used as toppings for the next hot pot or at home, and the rest was brought.

For dinner, Huang Shaotian got his wish and ate the unauthentic goose soup version of Yunnan rice noodles.The boiled soup was divided into a small casserole to continue heating, and the clear, translucent yellowish goose fat and fried meatballs that had been boiled were quickly poured into it.When it was served on the table, there was no sign of billowing heat at all. Under the layer of goose fat was a pot of snow-white milk soup that was calm and calm.It wasn't until the raw quail eggs fell into the soup that the whites instantly solidified and turned white, and the meat slices curled up and down in the soup to feel the heat.

There is a large plate in the middle, and shredded goose meat, thin slices of beef, shredded bamboo shoots, bean curds, and vegetables are placed on it, and they can be put into the pot if necessary.Huang Shaotian ate a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of rice noodles very well, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and back.Even if the soup was boiling hot, he didn't care about it. He ate it with rice noodles while exhaling, enjoying the comfort of the rich and luscious soup rolling from the tip of his tongue all the way down his throat.

The deep-fried goose meatballs filled with fish and shrimp stuffing are firm on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside. The soup infiltrates the whole meat, which is fresh and springy. Every mouthful is enjoyable. The juice flows out finely and is mixed with the layered meat. Everyone The face is full of satisfaction.Pudding and briquettes couldn't resist the temptation of this aroma, and after pulling their owners' trouser legs to act coquettishly and shamelessly, Qiqi ran to pull Sun Zheping's trouser legs.

There are two fur balls, one big and one small, with their big eyes wide open, twisting their chubby bodies, and staring at you so cutely. The pressure is really a bit high, although one of the fur balls is so dark that it is impossible to tell where the face is.

Sun Zheping silently picked up the two little things and shut them into another room together. After washing his hands, he returned and continued to eat his rice noodles without changing his face.

After eating and drinking, everyone started to discuss about the turkey that was still kicking hard. Huang Shaotian had already been kicked out and locked in the same room with the furballs because of the half-goose incident just now, so he had no right to speak.

Yu Wenzhou euphemistically said: "Actually, even if Shaotian didn't cut that goose in half, I don't have such a big oven to cook roast goose, not to mention that the roast goose you want to eat requires an oven instead of an oven."

The implication is that you don’t want to roast the turkey that is bigger than the goose, because the oven at home can’t fit it.

Sun Zheping simply took out his phone: "What size oven or oven do you want?"

Zhang Jiale slapped him in the face: "I didn't say that I have to eat roast turkey now! Don't just buy it if you don't agree with it!"

"Ahem," Zhang Xinjie held a teacup and gave them a warning look, then turned his head and asked Yu Wenzhou, "You mean to separate the whole turkey into different parts for their own use?"

This time, Huang Shaotian seized the opportunity to open the door, stuck his head out and shouted loudly: "Roast your legs!!!"

This opinion is worth adopting, Zhang Xinjie nodded to express his acceptance of this suggestion, and then proceeded to lock Huang Shaotian back.

"If there is still a leg, use it to make turkey bibimbap." Yu Wenzhou stared at the turkey and thought for a while, "There are still two wings and a breast, these are big places, and the odds and ends are used to add to the creamy mushroom soup." color."

A turkey can be eaten for several days, but because it is too big, we don’t know how to make it. We can only discuss what to eat tomorrow, and the rest should be vacuum-frozen first.

After dinner that night, Han Wenqing actually gave Zhang Jiale and his family a basket of large prawns, Huang Shaotian grudgingly agreed to persuade Yu Wenzhou to do something with that basket of prawns.Turning around, he was stuck in Yu Wenzhou's arms like a pudding, making a fuss and arching: "Shrimps!! Big prawns!!! Super big prawns!! So much shrimp meat, why did you get Wenzhou!!!"

Yu Wenzhou deeply felt that his role was really to be a cook, and he simply didn't know whether to be comforted or entangled.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Huang Shaotian happily picked up the pudding and wanted to take a bath with it. Once Pudding got into the bathtub with short legs and a fat body, he couldn't get out at all, screaming and staring at Yu Wenzhou for help.

Yu Wenzhou looked at the pudding thoughtfully, and specially found a wooden basin and body lotion for Huang Shaotian to bathe the cat in.Pudding was wearing a small steaming handkerchief in the wooden barrel, and looked at Huang Shaotian who was soaking in a bubble bath in a bathtub, all wet and desperate.

When Huang Shaotian came out wearing shorts and short-sleeved pajamas and holding the loveless pudding, Yu Wenzhou reached out and took off the things hanging under the pudding's neck to check, and commented with emotion: "It's really waterproof."

Huang Shaotian was rubbing the pudding with a quick-drying handkerchief. Hearing this, he looked at Yu Wenzhou warily: "What is waterproof?"

Yu Wenzhou waved the biscuit camera happily: "This, the biscuit camera, can be controlled remotely."

Ah ah ah ah you perverted! ! ! !He actually filmed me taking a shower! ! ! ! !

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