Chapter Eighty-Five: Rubbing Rice
He Chuan opened the door and saw Ying Fei standing outside with a bag, smiling.
"You were able to find the right place and didn't let me go down to pick you up. He Chuan pulled the door open and prepared to let Ying Fei in.
"Hello!"
Suddenly, a figure jumped out from behind Ying Fei, blocked in front of Ying Fei, and beckoned to He Chuan.
He Chuan's face twitched, and his face became expressionless.
"Why did you come along. He asked faintly.
"Recently, the upstairs is being renovated, and I don't want to go back, so I will stay with Xiaofei for a few days. What, you're not welcome?" Zhai Yao hooked Ying Fei's neck with one hand, leaned her whole body up, almost pressed on Ying Fei's shoulder, hid her head behind Ying Fei, and made a bared expression towards He Chuan.
"No, how dare I. He Chuan took two steps back to make room for two people to come in.
"I don't dare. Zhai Yao took Ying Fei's hand, walked into the house, lowered her head and prepared to change her shoes, "Hey, where are your slippers." ”
"Come in, you don't have to change. He Chuan rolled up the carpet in the living room, revealing a path that made it easier for them to walk.
Usually when he comes home, he takes off his shoes and steps on the carpet.
Only when you go to the bathroom, or kitchen, will you change into indoor slippers.
"That's right. Zhai Yao didn't care, and walked in with a pair of high-heeled sandals.
Ying Fei followed her into the house and smiled apologetically at He Chuan.
"She was at my house yesterday and slept with me, and she saw it when you sent a message just now, so ......" She typed on her phone, typed a long list, and then handed it to He Chuan to see.
Silly girl.
I already know she's sleeping with you.
He Chuan glanced at the notepad on his mobile phone and nodded expressionlessly.
"Wow, it's so fragrant, Chuan'er, is this your own cooking?" Zhai Yao didn't know when, she had already slipped into the kitchen.
Seeing a table full of dishes on the kitchen table, Zhai Yao began to scream.
"Hmm. He Chuan responded as he began to clean up the coffee table.
The kitchen table, just stuck in the corner, had an oven on it, and only two chairs on the other side, just enough to seat two people.
If there is one more Zhai Yao, if you go there to eat again, you will be a little unable to show it.
He Chuan put away the coffee table, put the things away, and then went to the kitchen to prepare to bring the dishes to the living room.
As soon as he opened the curtain, he saw Zhai Yao scoop up a piece of duck and put it in his mouth.
When He Chuan entered, she had just bitten half of the duck, and after seeing He Chuan, she paused, and then ate the remaining half of the duck casually.
Finally swallowed the duck, Zhai Yao said solemnly: "I'll help you taste the duck, it's definitely not because you're hungry and want to eat it." ”
"Is it delicious?" He Chuan asked.
"It's ok. Zhai Yao looked up at the ceiling, her eyes wandering around.
He Chuan ignored her, he picked up the dishes on the table, took them to the living room and put them on the small coffee table.
Ying Fei also put the bag on the sofa and followed behind He Chuan to help.
Zhai Yao watched the two of them busy in the room, gearing up, and wanted to show herself.
As a result, as soon as she picked up a plate of fried water spinach, the plate was crooked, and the fat in it dripped from the edge of the plate onto her thighs and on the ground.
"Oops!" Zhai Yao took a few steps back in fright, only to see more soup fall down, and a few water spinach leaves landed on her thighs.
It's green and eye-catching.
He Chuan took out a tissue and handed it to Zhai Yao, who put the plate on the table, and the tissue began to wipe her thighs.
"Eh, I said Chuan'er, next time you buy a plate, buy one with a border, how difficult it is to clean up if you accidentally get the oil out like this......"
He Chuan glanced at her.
There are probably not many stupid people like you.
Zhai Yao bent over, her buttocks wrapped in hot pants were round and straight, and her deep career line was exposed in the middle.
But none of the two people present cared.
Blinded by this beautiful landscape.
After Zhai Yao finished wiping the soup and threw the paper towel into the trash, he saw He Chuan open the rice cooker, add some black pepper to it, and then get out of the pot and serve the soup.
"Wow, it's so fragrant, Chuan'er, you made it yourself?" Zhai Yao leaned in.
After He Chuan brought out the soup, he found three small bowls, served the soup at one time, and then divided it among the other two.
After doing this, He Chuan sat down directly on the blanket, picked up the chicken soup, blew away the oil flowers on it, and took a sip gently.
"Really Fragrant"
Zhai Yao's voice came from the side, and then I heard her mutter: "It's just that there is a lot of foam on it." ”
"I fried it directly in the pot, so there was a lot of foam. If you don't like the foam, you can blanch it in water before getting out of the pot, then rinse it with cold water, and then put it in the pot to cook, but the chicken is not as firm as it is now. He Chuan said lightly.
He looked for several tutorials on the Internet before doing it, and most of the processes were similar, but the order and seasoning were different.
He Chuan finally chose such a method according to his previous experience.
At least the chicken doesn't have a strange taste.
After Ying Fei drank almost enough, He Chuan took out a chicken leg from the soup bowl and put it in Ying Fei's bowl.
Ying Fei was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to her senses, she picked up the bowl a little shyly, and turned out to be the chicken leg that He Chuan sandwiched.
"Oops, I can't stand it anymore, I'm abusing the dog. I'm so pathetic, I can't even eat chicken legs after a meal, and I still have to be fed dog food. Zhai Yao bit her chopsticks and looked at the two of them with a resentful expression, which perfectly opened her performance.
"You are superfluous, this chicken was killed by my father, and I was specially asked to stew it for her to eat. He Chuan said as he poured another bowl of soup into his bowl.
Since he stewed lotus root pork rib soup a few times last winter, He Chuan has never cooked soup for about half a year.
Although it was his first time stewing chicken, he was quite satisfied with the effect of the stew.
"I see. Zhai Yao showed an expression of sudden realization.
Ying Fei blushed and bit the chicken leg in small bites under the confrontation between the two of them.
After drinking the soup, start eating the vegetables.
He Chuan picked up a crayfish and began to peel it.
Before that, He Chuan rarely ate crayfish, and even if he ate crayfish, he only ate shrimp balls, and he wouldn't eat the place where his head was.
Because when I was a child, the adults in the family said that there were parasites on the head of the lobster, and that part would be peeled off when eating.
A whole crayfish can only eat such a small part in the end.
There is little meat, and it is still very troublesome to peel it.
So since he was a child, He Chuan has never eaten crayfish a few times, because he hates trouble.
Even after knowing that the shrimp yellow of the shrimp head could be eaten, he didn't bother to try it, so more than 20 years passed.
Ying Fei is in a similar situation to him.
Both of them are from the same county, and their eating habits are not much different.
However, this habit has recently been broken.
At the instigation of Zhai Yao, after the two tried shrimp yellow, they felt acceptable.
So this time, when He Chuan asked the boss to go to the shrimp line, he deliberately asked her to leave the lobster head.