Chapter 459: I Still Don't Believe It
Zhu Bufan doesn't know how to cook at all, but there are no restaurants around here, Zhan Feihuang is hungry, and he has just gnawed half a piece of raw radish, even if Zhu Bufan can't cook, he has to bite the bullet. Anyway, I got a bowl of food first, so that my daughter-in-law could fill her stomach.
Now that the sky has darkened, Zhan Feiyu drove away when they left, Zhu Bufan and Zhan Feiyu are basically trapped on this isolated island, even if they want to go out to find food, they have to wait for tomorrow.
Cooking, when Zhu Bufan was ruthless, it was actually very simple.
I lit the liquefied gas stove, poured a small half pot of oil into the pot, and then didn't wait for the oil to heat up, and threw the radish on the table directly into it.
Zhan Feihuang took out a piece of meat from the refrigerator again, saying that he wanted to eat meat. Zhu Bufan didn't think about it, so he cut a piece of pork into slices and threw it in. I was afraid that the vegetables would be paste, so I directly poured a bowl of water into the pot.
If the taste is not good, no one will laugh, there are just the two of them on the scene, and there is no need to think about face, but if the dish is confused, it will be ugly.
The radish and pork were served, Zhu Bufan saw that there were still fans he liked to eat in the kitchen, and he also threw them into the pot together, Zhan Feihuang said that she liked to eat mushrooms, washed half a pot of mushrooms, and also put them in the pot together.
After that, Zhu Bufan thought to himself, anyway, just the two of us, just come to a pot of hodgepodge, and the whole pot is enough for us to eat, and it will save her the trouble of making four dishes and one soup.
Half a pot of cabbage in the pot.
Half a bowl of beef in the pan.
Seasoning and salt Zhu Bufan was cautious, he knew that this pot of smorgasbord would definitely not taste good, but as long as you don't make it too salty or taste too unpleasant, you can still eat it. Therefore, he poured very little spice into this pot of hodgepodge.
After a while, if Zhan Feihuang feels that it is not salty, he can add additional salt, but if it is too salty, this pot of food will be scrapped. There is still wisdom at this point, and Zhu Bufan still has it.
In thirty minutes, Zhu Bufan added three bowls of water to the pot in a row, and finally when the time came, Zhu Bufan concluded that the rice in the pot was completely "cooked". beckoned Zhan Feihuang to come over for dinner.
"Xiaohuang, hurry up and come in to eat, and then go watch TV after eating!" Zhu Bufan said while personally serving a bowl of rice, not very confident about his own methods, he personally took a piece of beef with chopsticks and tasted it.
Well. Not bad.
"Good husband, you are so great, you actually cook for me personally, I love you to death!" Zhan Feihuang picked up the bowl like crazy, and then gave Zhu Bufan a fragrant kiss without hesitation. Zhu Bufan was about to say something, but the girl slipped out of the kitchen with a bowl.
I'm busy watching Korean dramas in the living room.
When Zhu Bufan walked to the living room with the bowl, Zhan Feihuang had already started to eat, she was eating while watching TV, so the taste of this meal was too late to savor. Zhu Bufan saw that she didn't say anything, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more relieved.
If this girl says on the spot that she doesn't do well, then it's a big mess.
But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, Zhu Bufan wanted to fool the past, but this meal was not so simple, Du Yujiao and Zhan Feiyu went and returned. From a nearby restaurant, they brought dinner to Zhu Bufan.
Du Yujiao walked into the living room with a food box and saw Zhan Feihuang holding a bowl in his hand. Curious question: "What does the girl eat, do you make it yourself?"
"Mom, why are you back again!" Zhan Feihuang got up from the sofa with a grunt, ran towards Du Yujiao with a rice bowl, and said frankly as he walked: "This is what my husband made for me, it tastes good, Mom, you can taste it." ”
Du Yujiao curiously glanced at the contents of the bowl, and immediately frowned again, almost nauseating. Is this big bowl of oily stuff something that people eat?
But Du Yujiao is an understanding person after all, and it has little to do with her whether it tastes good or not, in short, this thing can't eat dead people.
Zhu Bufan, a man who personally cooks for his "daughter-in-law", is definitely more valuable than the meal itself. What's more, Zhan Feihuang, this girl has no heart and lungs, and she can't eat anything, so she said it's okay.
Du Yujiao is well-informed and can "flicker" the past, but Zhan Feiyu is not so easy to flicker, under the bright light, in the rice bowl in Zhan Feihuang's hand, almost half of the "oil and water", a large piece of oil, is simply fried.
The more Zhan Feiyu looked at it, the more disgusting she became, and Zhan Feihuang even added a piece of mushroom for her to eat.
Zhu Bufan was afraid that it would be too salty, so he didn't put much salt in this hodgepodge, and he added salt to his own bowl, but Zhan Feihuang's bowl didn't say it herself, it was always a light food.
Zhan Feiyu took a bite of the mushroom in his mouth for a second, and immediately frowned. "Poof!" spit out the mushrooms, and screamed loudly: "Zhu Bufan, your kid is too incompetent, my sister married you, will you let her eat this kind of pig food?"
"Why is this pig food?" Zhu Bufan said coldly: "Don't you see I'm eating myself?" There are no restaurants around, I don't make her something to eat, is it better to let her be hungry?"
Not to be outdone, Zhan Feiyu responded: "Didn't we send it to her, don't worry about it, keep your pig food for yourself, Xiaohuang, I brought you your favorite steak, this thing ......"
"Smack!" Zhan Feiyu didn't think about it, and directly threw the bowl in Zhan Feihuang's hand to the ground. He said angrily: "This is not what people eat at all!"
Zhu Bufan's face suddenly became ugly. That is, Zhanfeiyu is a woman, he is not easy to start, and if he was a man, he would have been beaten into a pig's head a long time ago.
Zhan Feihuang didn't have a heart to greet Zhu Bufan: "Husband, come and eat together, this roasted steak tastes good, I can't finish it alone, come and come together." ”
Zhan Feiyu rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't prepare his ......"
"Enough!" Du Yujiao got up angrily, raised her hand to push Zhanfeiyu aside, and reprimanded sharply: "Xiaoyu, don't mess around, okay?" Zhu Bufan has cooked for Xiaohuang by a man, no matter how it tastes, this piece of heart is rare, I have been with your father for decades, and he has never cooked a meal for me!"
"Don't we have a chef in our house? Not to be outdone, Zhan Feiyu responded.
"Yes, since you know that there is a cook at home, then why do you still ask me to make you breakfast porridge every day? If I don't cook it for you for a day, you will make a lot of trouble!"
"I ...... I still prefer to eat my mother's cooking. Zhan Feiyu said with a flushed face. It's like I'm a little mistaken.
Du Yujiao continued to ask: "Then I have cooked for you for more than ten years, have you cooked one for me?"
"I don't know how to, if I could, I'd do it for you every day. ”
"You're smart and smart, I don't believe you can't cook after more than ten years of study. It's clear that you don't have this heart!"
"I ......" Zhan Feiyu was speechless.
(End of chapter)