Chapter 80: Beethoven's Songs, Li Moyi's Wontons

In the middle of the night, it started to rain outside the window, and in the morning, the rain became heavier. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Guan Linsen is on rest today, Li Moyi's new drama will not start until next week, and Qiao Yu has always been on stage in the afternoon. So such a big house, living in so many people, but only blessings need to get up early to go to work.

She came out of the room with full grief and indignation, and found that there was already a person standing in the kitchen, Qiao Yu was still sleeping, that person was Guan Linsen, and when she got closer, she found that it was Li Moyi.

"Why do you get up so early?" Blessing raised his hand to turn on the light, "What are you doing, why don't you turn on the light?"

Li Mo didn't know what was stirring in his hand: "It's time for me to make breakfast today." ”

A person who doesn't know what is delicious and what is not delicious is cooking?

"Do you still know how to cook?" Blessing looked at him suspiciously, whether he could cook was the first question, the kitchen was dark just now, he didn't turn on the light, salt and sugar he really wouldn't misplace?

"Eat, eat, see. Li Moyi motioned for blessings to sit down.

It looks pretty nice, it's a Chinese breakfast. The staple food is a small wonton with seaweed shrimp skin and shredded eggs, gently bite into one, the meat filling is also just right, the meat is firm and not scattered, scoop a spoonful of soup and drink, it is also full of fresh and fragrant mouth, blessing seriously think about this is MSG or chicken essence, or thick soup treasure?

This bowl of wontons is very similar to the wontons made by my father when I was a child, but unfortunately I have only eaten it once.

The blessed dad is a man who insists that "everything can not be done, but it must be done." So, he has a lot of energy to try new things, but when he learns it, he throws it aside and remembers to do it once when he's happy.

"Which quick-frozen wonton did you buy? Blessing looked up and asked Li Moyi, but found that there was a white mark on the tip of his nose, she raised her hand to wipe it, Li Mo wanted to hide, and it took great self-control to stabilize and not move, and let Blessing wipe off the white spots on the tip of her nose for her.

"Huh, flour?" Blessing rubbed his fingers.

She looked at Li Moyi in surprise: "This wonton wonton can't be made by you, right?"

"I made it, and I made the stuffing. Li Moyi calmly recounted this fact, "The soup was stewed in a slow cooker before you called me out last night, and just now, it has been simmering for about twelve hours. ”

"You can't eat well, how can you cook?" Blessing was surprised to see aliens descending from the sky.

Li Moyi was very calm: "Beethoven can't hear the sound either." ”

"You actually know Beethoven!" Blessing's perception of him is still stuck in the time when he was poor and only had an ID card.

Li Moyi didn't want to answer this question at all, and said with a smile: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if you soak it for a long time." ”

Blessing scooped another wonton, and the taste of the meat filling is indeed extraordinary.

"Is the stuffing beaten?" Blessing noted his words.

Li Mo nodded: "I once saw them beating beef and fish with sticks along the coast of Fujian, and the taste is different from that of a knife, so I tried it today." ”

Isn't that the peeing cow pill method in "God of Food"?

Blessing ate another one with respect, and the taste was indeed different from the one that came out of the meat grinder: "When did you learn to cook?"

"I've always been, and a lot of people say that my cooking is delicious. Li Moyi was not modest.

Blessing drank the last sip with satisfaction: "Hey, don't brag too much, how many people can you do, and what kind of taste can they have." ”

Li Moyi thought about it seriously: "But the emperor and concubines, as well as many princes and nobles, said that I did a good job. ”

"Poofhahahaha. Blessing smiled and lay on the table: "What, have you ever been in Europe? Emperor concubines, princes and nobles, what did you make for them?

"It's not, I just participated in a roasted tail feast, and a few Qionglin feasts. ”

These names are not unfamiliar to the blessing of writing novels: "Yo, or retro style? You won't tell me that you have crossed over, have you?"

"Yes. Li Moyi replied very simply, as if he had promised not to break the law again yesterday.

Blessing was almost choked to death by soy milk: "Ahem, cough, cough...... You've been filming a costume drama lately, right? Let me tell you, being an actor, it's a good thing to be in the play, and if you get into the drama too much, you'll go crazy, you know?"

"Oh, it's almost eight o'clock, I'll go first. Blessing picked up the bag, ran to the door quickly, turned to him and smiled: "Thank you for the breakfast, it was super delicious!"

"It's raining so hard, won't you let Guan Linsen send you?"

Blessing waved his hand: "It's too troublesome, I'm so embarrassed, I'll just take the subway by myself." ”

As soon as Li Mo saw her hurriedly running out with an umbrella, an exclamation came from the door: "Ah, it's so big." Then her figure swept through the window and ran towards the station at the entrance of the community.

He was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Guan Linsen floated out of the room: "Oh, it's so fragrant, boss, let's have a bowl of small wontons." ”

"There are still raw ones, go down by yourself. ”

Guan Linsen, who didn't expect him to have any considerate attitude towards him, resigned himself to fire and boil water.

"It's time for me to learn to drive. Li Moyi suddenly spoke.

Guan Linsen looked at the steaming pot and was absent-minded: "When will you be able to afford a car?"

Li Moyi washed the last bowl, put it on the bowl rack, and smiled: "Soon." ”