The vegetables in the vegetable market are just shipped from the planting greenhouse this morning, and the green celery and cabbage are fresh, and they are rinsed directly under the tap with live water, and the water is very pleasant.

Then he took out the piece of beef in the vegetable basket, about five catties, all of which were good tendon meat cut off from the thighs, and a layer of fascia wrapped in clearly textured muscles, if you look at the level of beef on the Yingzhou side, it is definitely not inferior to the legendary top Kobe beef.

"What a nice guy... Belch... Good villain?... Belch... What a cow!"

Lao Zhao finally decided on his own adjective.

For the world-destroying bull demon who has cultivated the Tao for more than 30,000 years to have today's tender flesh, he expressed his heartfelt admiration and gratitude, what kind of selfless spirit and noble character can do it?

It is said that the older you get, the worse it gets, and at this time Lao Zhao wants to refute it, it's not that the old man has become bad, but that the bad guy has become old!

Then he skillfully added water to the pressure cooker, and at the same time put the old ginger that had been scattered, the shallots into knots, and the cleaned high-quality beef into the pot, and then added an appropriate amount of dark soy sauce and small pieces of rock sugar, put the ready-made spice packets in the supermarket, and then closed the lid and simmered on the stove.

With the sound of "bang" from the outlet of the pressure cooker, a special smell of meat filled the kitchen, and Lao Zhao thought of the world-destroying bull demon who claimed to sweep the world, and his heart was a little more emotional.

"You're a good guy... Belch... Good devil!"

This good magic card is a must-have, just for the sake of the face of this pot of red stewed beef!

At this time, there were also footsteps behind him, and Zhao Ying, who was wearing pink pajamas, walked over with a half-human-tall furry bear doll: "Morning, Dad~ What kind of dish is this cooking, so fragrant?"

Without waiting for Lao Zhao to answer, she went into the kitchen by herself, her fair face with the indentation of last night's sleep, Qiong's nose sniffed gently, and her big eyes, which were still groggy, suddenly brightened: "Wow, Dad, our family has made a fortune? She looked surprised: "Or is it that Dad, your private manuscript fee was discovered by my mother?"

“… How do you speak?"

Lao Zhao's face was full of black lines: "Your mother knows that your father and I never hide private money!"

But he still coughed lightly, glanced at the outside of the kitchen with a little weakness, saw that there was no movement in the bedroom, and reprimanded him with some hatred: "Xiaoying, how can you say that you are a big girl, why don't you learn to do some housework, and share the pressure of breakfast with the father at home?!"

"Cut~ This little fairy doesn't learn to cook!" Zhao Ying rolled her eyes and said goodbye gorgeously: "Dad, you are busy~ Your favorite little fairy will go to bed first to make up for a more than ten minutes of returning to the mobile phone~"

"Come out and eat in 30 minutes, beef noodles!" Lao Zhao's tone was helpless: "Remember to call your brother to get up and eat, it's almost the college entrance examination recently, every time he studies late, he should also make up for his body." ”

"Uh, brother?"

Zhao Ying just wanted to slip away, but when she heard this, she suddenly slammed into it, and her black and white eyes turned: "Dad, I want to tell you a secret, don't tell my brother that I told you about this!"

Lao Zhao also chose celery and cabbage in his hand, and he was also a little puzzled: "What secrets can he have?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Ying's face was full of excitement: "It's big!"

Saying that, she mysteriously leaned next to Lao Zhao, and her delicate little face with red lips and white teeth also had a little red dizziness: "Brother, this guy has been going to bed very late late, and sometimes there will be some strange sounds in the room, but now you haven't noticed that he is decadent, and the dark circles under his eyes are out?"

“… Huh?!" Lao Zhao's face suddenly froze in place.

"Dad, you don't care about him?" Zhao Ying was like a little vixen stealing a chicken thief.

"Why do you care about this all day long?"

Lao Zhao suddenly understood: "Zhao Ying, you girl!"

Quite angry, he said angrily to his lawless girl: "Is there any reserve of the eldest girl?!" Why don't you hurry up and wash your face and change your clothes? Don't be mentally reminded of the public security unit that you have just been admitted?!"

"Cut~Old stubborn~" Zhao Ying pursed her pink lips, hugged her half-human-tall furry bear doll and walked towards her bedroom, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "This little fairy ignored you before deciding to eat beef noodles!"

"Wait!"

Lao Zhao stood in front of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, looking at the brand-new stuffed bear doll in his daughter's arms being held in his arms by his daughter, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Zhao Ying, explain to me, this woolen bear didn't have it the day before yesterday, what's going on? Who sent you?!"

"Hmph, can't you send it from a friend?!" Zhao Ying seemed to be a thief, and her cheeks flushed, but she said stubbornly: "You can take care of this kind of thing! This is the old feudal mentality!"

After saying that, she quickly slipped to her room and closed the door with a click.

Lao Zhao was a little sluggish in place.

Standing in front of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, I suddenly felt like a kind of Chinese cabbage that had been grown by my own house for 21 years, and I was about to be arched away by a wild boar with bared teeth that came out of nowhere.

"I really bought a watch last year!"

Lao Zhao suddenly had a sense of powerlessness that people couldn't help themselves when they reached middle age.

Stretched out his hand and took out the red plum and lit it for himself, feeling the smoke scraping his throat into his lungs, he couldn't help but sigh for a circle of bitterness about life, and muttered: "I think I loved swordsmanship when I was young, first targeted at the ancient trees and boulders and waterfalls, and cut everything the edge towards...... Uh, who?!"

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang rhythmically softly, and it was clear that someone was coming outside.

Lao Zhao put down the kitchen knife in his hand, stepped on the flip-flops with Hongmei in his mouth, and walked over: "I heard it!" Early in the morning, he didn't expect anyone to come, but he still responded: "It's coming, it's coming!"

"Click-"

The security door was opened, and there was an intellectual beauty with an outstanding demeanor standing outside, with red circles under her eyes.

Lao Zhao was a little stunned: "Alas?!" Xia Zhi: Why are you here? Hmm?!"

But before he could finish speaking, a fragrant wind hit his face, and the intellectual beauty outside the door wept with tears, and threw herself directly into Lao Zhao's arms, letting her charming face stick tightly to his chest: "Brother-in-law!"