Chapter 162: Coming Home (2)

Auntie, your craftsmanship is better than before, I haven't eaten this dish in many years. ”

"That's a blessing for you. Lin Shufang smiled and picked up a piece of lychee meat with chopsticks and put it into his bowl, "Xiao Li next door came back from Taoyuan County today, bringing their hometown's own old vinegar, red wine lees, and local pork, and he also said that the pork loin is gone, only a large rib of meat remains, just to make pineapple lychee meat." ”

Huang Yixi thrust a piece of yam hard, "Mom, you are so partial, if he doesn't come, you won't make pineapple lychee meat." ”

"You don't like to eat sweet and sour dishes, and besides, it's labor-intensive, and the two of us can't finish it and can't heat it up. ”

Lin Shufang looked at the two children quietly, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes also stretched a lot.

Authentic pineapple lychee meat does take a lot of effort, first of all, you have to cut the lean pork into about three inches long, one inch and six minutes wide, and four minutes thick, and make an oblique cross knife with a width and three minutes deep on each piece of meat, and then cut the slices of meat with the knife flowers into oblique pieces that are eight minutes long, five minutes wide, and four minutes thick.

Add soy sauce, old vinegar, sugar, garlic and ginger to the meat and marinate it for a while, then use red wine lees and wet starch to grasp it evenly, fry it in a hot fire, and when the meat slices appear to be like a lychee, pour it into a colander and drain the oil.

Leave the remaining oil in the wok, first add the garlic and then the green onion, sugar, balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, dilute the wet starch and thicken, stir-fry a few times, and finally add the chopped pineapple and sprinkle the green onion to serve.

"It's really not delicious to cook outside, they don't use red wine lees to color, I don't know if the meat has not been marinated or seasoned, there is always a smell of meat, and the taste is also floating on the surface. ”

Shang Luoyu finished eating the meat in the bowl and looked at the plate again.

One sentence coaxed Lin Shufang to smile, "If it's delicious, you can eat more." After saying that, he directly picked up the plate and threw it into his bowl.

"Sycophants".

Huang Yixi snorted and added a spoonful of steamed eggs to Lin Shufang with a spoon. "Who said I don't like to eat, I can't bear your hard work. ”

"Then you eat more steamed eggs. Lin Shufang looked at the plate in embarrassment, as soon as she poured it just now, the remaining pieces of meat were all put into Shang Luoyu's bowl.

"Auntie's steamed eggs are also delicious. ”

Shang Luoyu took two pieces of lychee meat from his bowl to Huang Yixi, and began to pat himself again, "I remember that every time we used to make steamed eggs with sea mussels for us to eat the night before the exam, you said that the steamed eggs with sea mussels help memory, remember to be able to do well in the exam when you eat the exam, and I was able to take the exam so well back then, it is all thanks to you, Auntie." ”

"How can there be, it's your ability to read, eat more if you like, not just for exams, you are now doing this industry often use your brains, eat more sea mussels steamed eggs to replenish your brain. Lin Shufang smiled, picked up the spoon again, and dug up a large piece of steamed egg for Shang Luoyu, "What dish do you want to eat tomorrow, I'll make it for you." ”

"There are a lot, I want to eat the dishes you make, fried lake head rice noodles, rice noodle soup, fried winter noodles, lo mein, fried noodles, fried noodles, noodle batter, cabbage rice, mustard rice, taro rice, white radish rice, dried vegetable rice, potato rice, as long as it is made by Auntie, I want to eat anything." ”

Shang Luoyu's meal caused Lin Shufang's heart to be slightly astringent, "This kid, you haven't forgotten what I cooked back then, you were poor at that time, and you could only change the staple food." ”

"How can you forget, you want to eat it in your dreams. ”

It's really enough, you think you're talking about cross talk, Huang Yixi put down his chopsticks with a slap, "Don't think that you don't have to work if you're so slappy, go and brush the dishes when you're full." ”

If she continues to coax her, the old lady will forget that she has a biological daughter.

After eating, brushing the bowls, taking a bath for Huahua and Huang Huang, and drinking a bubble of kung fu tea with Lin Shufang, Shang Luoyu was still driven away by Huang Yixi until ten o'clock in the evening.

Huang Yixi thought that her mother would ask her about Shang Luoyu's reunion, but she didn't expect Lin Shufang to ask at all, but just stood quietly in front of Huang Haishan's tablet for a long time, put on three pillars of incense, and poured another cup of tea.

The next morning after returning was Sunday, Huang Yixi slept until 10 o'clock and didn't get up, she made an appointment with Wu Qingyi to meet at the teahouse next to the law firm at 11 o'clock.

Sitting on the seat of the ancient house teahouse, she looked at the master who walked in from outside, and in less than two months, he seemed to be older, his hair was much grayer, his waist was more bent, and he walked hobbly.

Looking at the master's appearance, Huang Yixi felt very uncomfortable, she stood up and endured not to support the master.

Wu Qingyi sat down slowly and looked around, this was the first time he had walked into this kind of place, he was far away in the past, and he was reluctant to spend this money.

This house is an ancient house building, the environment is very simple and elegant, the tables and chairs are also antique, a clump of green bamboo swaying in front of the window in the wind, taking a sip of Huang Yixi's own tea, Wu Qingyi's brows stretched, "Yes, the kung fu of making tea has not regressed." It's just that how did you lose so much weight?"

Huang Yixi's eyes were moist, she lowered her head and smoked through the mist of tea, and retorted coquettishly, "Where is the thinness, I have gained a few pounds, Master, don't you ask us how many places we won in the competition?"

Wu Qingyi glared at her, "Do you still need to ask?

"What's the matter," Huang Yixi touched her cheeks, was her expression so obvious? puffed out, "There is no first place, only third place." ”

Wu Qingyi took a closer look at Huang Yixi's expression, didn't he know his apprentice? If he really wanted the third place, it was estimated that she would not mention this matter, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, "The third place is not bad, next time I go, I will be the first." ”

"Master. Huang Yixi shook his arm reluctantly, "Master, you are trying to destroy your own prestige because of other people's ambitions, are you so unconfident in your apprentice?

Wu Qingyi rewarded Huang Yixi with a millet and scolded with a smile, "Little rabbit cub, I don't have the first place for a while, and I say that I have no ambition for a while - you are playing with me, an old man." ”

Huang Yixi smiled and took out the certificate, although he already knew the first place, Wu Qingyi was still very happy, and he was reluctant to put it away after watching it for a long time, if it wasn't for the waiter to serve the food, he would have been staring for a long time.

Wu Qingyi has three highs, and his aunt usually doesn't let him eat too greasy things, so he often sighs, and he doesn't know how long he can live, if he wants to leave one day, let Huang Yixi cook a big bowl of braised pork knuckles to eat before leaving.

And every time Huang Yixi thinks of his father, he feels that life is unpredictable, everything is impermanent, and he may leave when he is alive, so he still wants to eat and drink when he is alive, so he is called rich in dishes, and a few dishes are still Wu Qingyi's favorite fish and meat, but they are all characteristics here, plus tea characteristics, and when ordering, he specially instructed the kitchen, cook it badly, and put less oil and seasoning.

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