Chapter Ninety-Four: A la carte

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Bai Feng had never eaten at Song's house, he just thought it was just some home-cooked food. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he saw the bright red braised prawns on the dinner table, the beautiful squirrel mandarin fish, the bright-colored braised elbow, the fragrant fat sausage, the golden and attractive pot-wrapped meat, and the fragrant pork belly stewed sauerkraut, he couldn't help but glance at Song Yiyi who was sitting on the chair just now.

Jiang Guozhu was very happy, it was better to be a girl, he knew that he was hungry for meat, and the dishes he cooked were too appetizing.

The oldest at the dinner table was Grandpa Song, who first picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of fish, which was considered to be a feast.

The big guys picked up their chopsticks one after another and ate them in full swing. Even Jiang Xinjun, who has never liked to talk, said that this meal is satisfying!

Jiang Xinyong ate vigorously, and asked in the air: "Yiyi, listen to what you mean, tomorrow's pot bottom is better than today's dishes, what are they, reveal them in advance." ”

Song Yiyi likes to eat sauerkraut with rice very much, swallowed the rice in her mouth, and then responded: "Tomorrow, about fifteen people." I thought that my father's legs were inconvenient, so the adults ate on the kang table, and our younger generation ate on the round table, and at the branch table in our house. ”

Song Zemin's face bloomed with a smile, his daughter is still the closest to him, and he always thinks about him as a father, so he immediately finalized the matter: "No problem, just have dinner in our house." ”

Song Yiyi continued: "There are seven or eight people at such a table, and they are not crowded, and they eat happily." ”

"I'm going to make two sets of exactly the same dishes, one set for one table, and one set of eight dishes, is that enough?"

Grandma Song was a little distressed, and hurriedly opened her mouth: "Enough, it's enough for one person and one dish, will it be enough." ”

Grandpa Song gently patted the back of his wife's hand with his hand: "Yiyi, add another soup." ”

Song Yiyi didn't care about a few dishes at all, let alone a soup: "No problem, what soup does grandpa like to eat?"

Grandpa Song smiled and narrowed his eyes, how good this granddaughter is, she didn't even bend to the request she made: "Then make fish ball and tofu soup, it's very laborious to make fish balls, let Zi'an help you." Actually, I would like to eat Wensi tofu more, but it's too troublesome!"

Song Yiyi raised her delicate little face: "Grandpa, let's make Wensi tofu, I think it's more labor-saving than fish ball tofu soup." ”

Grandpa Song laughed instantly: "That's a good feeling, I want to eat it more and more during the years of labor reform in Hebei Province! Although I also like to drink old fire soup, I don't know why, what I want most is the dishes of your grandmother's hometown." ”

Song Zemin looked at these two old people and knew that they had suffered a lot over the years, and he could really feel the sincere love from them in the past few days. He comforted him at the right time: "Dad, Mom, whatever you want to eat in the future, as long as you can buy the ingredients, you can just bring it up and let Yiyi do it." When I get better, I will practice more to ensure that our family can eat delicious meals every day!"

Grandpa Song nodded, his eyes a little moist.

Grandma Song said hello twice, and then continued: "Zemin is right! What about me, what I want to eat most now in the past few years is West Lake vinegar fish, can Yiyi make it?"

Song Yiyi replied mischievously: "Then it must be! Grandma, you just wait to eat tomorrow!"

Song Zemin also made a request: "Yiyi, let's make another fish." I especially want to eat fish and lamb roast, I've been looking forward to it for a long time!"

Song Yiyi knew that this was a dish that her father liked very much in her previous life, and she ate it at least once a week. She blinked her eyes and suppressed the moisture in her eyes: "No problem, I just have to buy some mutton tomorrow, otherwise, I can't eat it if I want to." ”

Jiang Guozhu immediately spoke: "Early tomorrow morning, let Xinjun and Xinyong buy it, I can't delay you to do that...... What's coming, by the way, the fish and sheep are fresh. Heck, I haven't eaten it yet, so I can try it now. ”

He added without suffering: "What, godfather wants to eat fried double crispy, Yiyi will definitely do it, right?" He saw his goddaughter nod, and said: "Tomorrow, Xinjun and Xinyong will buy pork belly and pork kidneys together." ”

Song Yiyi tilted her head: "Godfather, the traditional fried double crispy is made of pork belly and chicken gizzard, which one do you like to eat?"

Jiang Guozhu thought about it seriously before he decided: "It's still pork belly and pork kidney." ”

Song Yiyi looked at Shi Fengzhu, who had not spoken: "Mom, what do you want to eat?"

Shi Fengzhu smiled: "I want to eat crab roe soup dumplings." ”

Grandma Song looked yearning: "Fengzhu, I also want to eat what you said, but it's a pity that there are crabs sold now! Even if you buy crabs, there is no crab roe in this season." ”

Song Yiyi immediately closed her mouth, she was careless just now, and almost agreed.

Shi Fengzhu also blamed himself for getting carried away in his heart, and hurriedly remedied: "The dishes that were determined just now are Huaiyang cuisine, Lu cuisine, Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and Qin cuisine, then I'll order Sichuan cuisine." ”

"The boiled cabbage is very good, fresh and elegant, fresh and fragrant. ”

Song Yiyi grinned, and said in her heart, Mom, you really know how to choose, how much does it take: "Mom, change it, there is not so much time to hang the broth, and when you have time in the future, you will do it again." ”

Shi Fengzhu thought about it, it is true, tomorrow her daughter will cook alone, she is tired enough: "Then saliva******* Song Yiyi pulled Song Zi'an beside him, if he didn't ask him, he would definitely not take the initiative to speak, for fear of tiring his sister." As a younger sister, of course she has to think about her brother: "Brother, what do you like to eat?"

Song Zi'an was moved, and his sister was worried about herself, her face was a little embarrassed, but she still spoke: "Is lychee meat okay? I used to be in the barracks, and I ate the lychee meat from Uncle Wei's hometown when I came back from visiting relatives, and it was very delicious!"

Song Yiyi patted Song Zi'an's arm with her hand: "Brother wants to eat, of course you can!"

Jiang Xinyong immediately said: "There is still a brother here!"

Song Yiyi raised her eyebrows: "Third brother eat, of course it's no problem, you report the name of the dish." ”

Jiang Xinyong immediately turned cloudy and sunny: "I have been to Shanxi before, I have eaten the oily meat there, it smells vinegary, and it is salty and fresh, soft and tender, and it is very delicious! Later, when I came back from Shanxi, I have never eaten it again." ”

Song Yiyigaba said crisply: "Okay, I'll give you a list of all the ingredients you need to buy early tomorrow morning." ”

Jiang Xinjun quit, he was humble, and he said it later, but he couldn't help but say it, so what he wanted to eat was not gone: "Yiyi, I haven't said it yet." ”

Song Yiyi heard his thoughts, and smiled and bent her eyes: "Second brother, you say." ”

Jiang Xinjun's words have always been concise: "Sweet and sour pork ribs." ”

Bai Feng knew that he had just met the Song family, and they were just polite to him, so he took the initiative to say, "I want to eat anchovy shrimp." ”