Soon, before Wang Yong finished nibbling on the second piece of watermelon, Mrs. Ye came over with a bowl of boiled instant noodles. In order to make the grandson eat nutritious, he not only put ham sausages and salted duck eggs in it, but also specially picked the freshest tomatoes in the greenhouse in his yard, cut one and put it inside.

If that's all there is to it, it doesn't show the old lady's concern. I don't know when the beef stewed radish was made, the big bowl was covered with a thick layer, and as soon as it was brought in, Wang Yong, who had already hooked the fragrance, almost drooled! "Oh, you eat slowly! It's not enough, grandma will cook you another bowl, and it's not like nothing. Liu Bin got you a box, more than a dozen barrels! ”

The old lady looked at the sweetness of her grandson's food with a smile, and at the same time looked at the open instant noodle box on the ground with great curiosity.

It's really the first time he's seen this thing, it's not anything else, it's mainly because of her identity, followed by a health care doctor, how could she let her old man eat this thing?

Not only her, but also the elderly in the village and the middle-aged people who have become parents rarely eat this food. Except that after being fresh for a while at first, this thing has become a stuff to fill the stomachs of the village when the children and young people are lazy.

With the net worth of each household in Wangjiazhuang, what can't you eat if you want to? Besides, if you are not lazy, walk a few more steps out of the house to the street, and any kind of noodles in other people's small shops are much better than this thing!

And there is more food, more meat, and more portions! You must know that even if it is a high-end product with three packs of ingredients in instant noodles, it can't be compared with the small shops in the village. The braised beef noodles in the store are really big pieces of meat, not to mention fresh vegetables.

But old children, old children, as soon as people get older, they are curious about everything, like a child. Mrs. Ye looked at the sweetness of her grandson's food, and began to hold on to the instant noodles on the ground.

Wang Yong looked up at the old lady at the moment of bald noodles. I noticed that she didn't look right. After a closer look, I immediately understood what was going on, and without saying a word, I ate up the bowl of noodles in three bites, and I didn't even let go of the soup.

"Grandma, bring me another bowl!"

"Okay, okay, grandma will cook it for you, you wait a while!" Seeing that her eldest grandson was so able to eat, the old lady was so happy that she almost jumped up. It's good to be able to eat. Being able to eat means that the disease is cured!

"Then let's cook two buckets, I don't think one bucket is enough to eat!"

"Okay, okay, cook two buckets!"

The old lady went to the hall to cook noodles, Wang Yong's family has always prepared soup stock since very early days, get some soup and heat up the instant noodles, and add some fresh vegetables, the taste will definitely make you can't stop eating!

Taking advantage of the old lady's efforts to go out to cook noodles, Wang Yong, who was not so hungry, already had the bottom in his stomach, so he had the time to get off the kang. Pulling on his shoes, he looked at the pile of various gifts on the ground.

No way! Who's sending this? Nima, I have a cold, not the kind that is seriously ill and going to die, okay? What do you mean by getting me ginseng? And at first glance, with white radish, that is a brother!

Well, look at how good this thing is? Is this what people really know how to give gifts? I don't care how expensive or cheap, the key is to make it right! Look at this sea cucumber. Absolutely green and pollution-free wild good goods!

Oops, this Uncle Nima Biao is such a bastard! Do you still bring alcohol to see a patient? Or red wine? What's even more infuriating is that Wang Yong found that this bottle of dry red wine still came from his own wine cellar!

At the beginning, Boss Zhao of Licheng sent a few boxes of imported French dry red and dry white, champagne or something. I heard that this thing has a very strong health care effect, especially for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular aspects, so he took him two bottles of dry red when he was concerned. Ordinary people can't get their hands on it. This is a really imported good thing, not the kind of goods that sell dog meat on the head of a sheep.

Okay, not to mention that after opening a bottle, drinking it is not to his old man's taste, this can be regarded as finding an opportunity and getting it back for himself. Of course, what he means Wang Yong can imagine with his ass.

Lao Tzu can't get used to drinking this foreign thing, so just send me our country's liquor, and you can enjoy this thing yourself!

Wang Yong swept away this large pile of things, most of which were sent by people in the village. It's all quite normal to see patients, what kind of fruits, eggs, nutritional products and the like, but there are also unusual ones.

For example, the one he is holding in his hand now - the famous big ham somewhere in China! It's rare to see a good thing in the north, except in a special hotel, which is not seen on the market at all.

Needless to say, it must have been brought by the vendors in the market. Except for those from the ham producers, anyone else who wants to get their hands on it, unless it is related, you can only buy it by visiting the place of origin yourself.

But what are these two little things like skinned quails? Even Wang Yong is now a well-known calf in the chef world, and he didn't see what this was after watching it for a while. It's just that this person is too picky, right? Are those two little things fooling me? Thought I hadn't eaten pigeons, did I?

"What are you looking at? The noodles are cooked, hurry up and eat! ”

Wang Yong looked back, Mrs. Ye walked in with a bigger bowl, looked at him with a smile and looked at him who had recovered as before, with a kind and loving face, Wang Yong's heart was moved, and he opened his mouth to ask:

"Hehe, grandma, do you know what this thing is?"

Wang Yong picked up the things in his hand and showed them to Mrs. Ye, but he didn't have any hope in his heart. The food culture of our motherland is so broad and profound, there are all kinds of strange ingredients, even a professional chef does not dare to say that he knows any ingredients.

"Huh? I look like a flying dragon from the northeast? That's right, it's Wyvern! I'm telling you, this stuff tastes good when stewed and eaten! ”

"Wyvern? Hazel chicken? ”

Flying dragon, generally refers to the flower-tailed hazel chicken, sometimes also as a general term for the hazel chicken, which is a special resident bird unique to the northeast of China. That's right, although there is a chicken in the name, they are actually birds. Moreover, it is known as one of the four mountain treasures, and has been praised by diners since ancient times.

"Let's put that first, shall we? Wait for tomorrow, grandma stewed soup for you, I think I remember to eat the noodles! ”

Wang Yong put down the two flying dragons, walked up to Mrs. Ye, looked at the big bowl of noodles in his hand, subconsciously frowned, and thought about it. just pretended to say: "Grandma, I can't eat so much?" ”

"Can't eat? If you can't eat it, you'll have it left! How much can you eat! Come, hurry up, eat it while it's hot, or it won't taste good if it gets cold in a while! ”

Wang Yong took the big sea bowl with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters, and then looked at Mrs. Ye, who was just about to lower his head to eat noodles, when the old lady's guard, Xiao Zhao, came in with a paper bucket that had just been filled with instant noodles.

The paper bucket contained half a barrel of steaming bone broth, which Wang Yong had carefully boiled for a long time with the bones of old hens and cows. That smell can make the mouth flow when it is far away.

"What do you think I'm doing? If you want to drink it, what else is in the pot, I'll bring you some? ”

"No, Uncle Zhao, is there still that bucket? You didn't throw it all away, did you? ”

"No, it's all on the pot? Why do you ask this? ”

When Wang Yong heard that it would be easy to do if he didn't throw it away, he hurriedly said with excitement on his face: "Uncle Zhao, can you go and get one for me?" ”

"What do you want it for?" Having said that, Xiao Zhao still turned around and walked out of the house.

After a while, I took an empty instant noodle and passed it in. Hand it to Wang Yong. Wang Yong took it and didn't say a word, so he started to pick noodles from his big bowl into the instant noodle bucket, and picked more than half of them in a row, and then stopped.

"Grandma, this is for you! That's enough for me! ”

Shove the bucket of instant noodles into the old lady's hand. Then he didn't care about it, he ate meat and noodles. At the same time, his ears were erected, quietly listening to the movements around him.

For this kind of convenience food that has been fried, with the addition of certain preservatives. Normally, Dr. Liu would never let it appear in front of the old lady. Isn't he here now, though?

Sure enough, it didn't disappoint him. The old lady first looked at Wang Yong, who was eating happily, then looked behind her cautiously, turned around and walked out of the house.

In just a few seconds, the old lady came back with an instant noodle bucket and an extra pair of chopsticks in her hand. Sitting next to Wang Yong, he carefully picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth, chewed them carefully and took a bite slowly, and his eyes lit up immediately.

When Wang Yong ate all the noodles in his bowl, the old lady also drank the last bit of soup in the bucket, and then looked at the instant noodle packaging box on the ground with a glint in her eyes.

It seems that after a very difficult psychological struggle, the old lady was very reluctant to leave the packing box, and when she turned around, she saw her eldest grandson Wang Yong who was looking at her with a funny face.

"You kid!"

The old lady blushed and gently slapped Wang Yong on the shoulder, then got up and picked up Wang Yong's big bowl and chopsticks and was about to go out. When he walked to the door, he remembered something again, turned around and instructed:

"You're just sick, hurry up and lie down on the kang for a while, don't be tired!"

"yes, got it!"

Wang Yong obediently climbed onto the kang, got into the quilt again, and then took the TV remote control placed next to the pillow, and pressed it on a large color TV of 29 villages on the TV cabinet opposite.

It's just that before the TV could come out, his phone started to scream. After searching around, he took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, lifted the flip cover without looking, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Who? Don't know if I'm sick? Why are you still calling to bother me? Hung up if nothing happened, right? ”

Just when Wang Yong finished speaking and wanted to hang up the phone, a familiar voice came from the phone: "Well, I thought you were so sick before, listening to your confident voice, it seems that there is nothing wrong?" In that case, I'd better eat this big pomfret myself! ”

"You dare!"

Wang Yong, who likes to eat fish the most, immediately sat up in a hundred times the spirit, pomfret is a good thing, especially wild, and it is even more rare in the north, and it is very precious.

"Okay, Uncle Qin, did you say that you have ever seen a better way to make fish than me? Isn't it blind for such a good thing to be made by others? In this case, you should bring it to me, and when the time comes, will I make it for us to eat together? ”

"That's not what someone said just now, aren't I afraid to disturb you as a patient?"

"Who's sick? Who? That's it, you'll come over tomorrow. This stuff is best eaten fresh, and the longer it is left out, the worse it tastes. (To be continued.) )