"Really... It's really delicious... Woooooo Cheng Chumo finished eating a bowl of egg fried rice and licked the bowl with tears.

This reminded Chen Fei of a video he had seen in his previous life, about the first time a foreigner ate Chinese food, and his expression was surprisingly similar to Cheng Chumo!

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, there is still a bowl of hot soup here, you can continue to cry after drinking, I won't stop you."

Chen Fei opened the lid of the pot, and another burst of fragrance wafted out, and Cheng Chumo's eyes straightened.

"Quick! Brother Chen Fei... No, I have to call you big brother, big brother Chen Fei, hurry up and bring me a bowl of hot soup! ”

A bowl of soup turned from a little brother to a big brother, Chen Fei was full of pride.

"Little brother, the soup is a little hot, drink it slowly."

Cheng Chumo took the soup, took a sip and was about to cry.

"It's so delicious, Brother Chen Fei, how did you make it? After eating your egg fried rice and soup, I suddenly felt that our cooks made pig food, and the terrible thing was that I had eaten it for 20 years in a row, and I lived in vain. ”

Chen Fei patted Cheng Chumo's shoulder with satisfaction: "It's good that you have such an awareness, next time I have the opportunity, I will make a few other dishes for you to taste." ”

In his previous life, Chen Fei was relatively poor when he was young, and he ate and drank by himself, so he could get a few simple dishes to show off, but if it was a little more complicated, he wouldn't, after all, he was not a five-star chef.

Cheng Chumo grabbed the corner of Chen Fei's clothes: "Brother Chen Fei, how about you just live in my house?" ”

Just kidding, I don't want to live in your house and become a free cook. Chen Fei secretly complained in his heart, and had to put on a smiling face on the surface.

"This... I have more things to do, many, many things, and I probably won't be back for a year and a half, well, that's it. ”

"Huh?" Cheng Chumo heard the news like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he was uneasy.

"Brother Cheng, don't you feel a little hot?"

Cheng Chumo suddenly came back to his senses, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and followed Chen Fei to scold his mother: "That's it, don't you say that I almost forgot, this weather is really hot, and I felt like I was almost burning when I fanned the fire just now." ”

Chen Fei smiled and asked mysteriously, "Is there an ice cellar at Brother Cheng's house?" ”

Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up: "Good idea!" Let's go to the ice cellar to cool off for a while. As he spoke, he wanted to go outside.

"Slow, slow." Chen Fei grabbed Cheng Chumo's little stubborn cow, "Brother Cheng, wait, I still haven't finished speaking." ”

"What's wrong? What else to say? The little stubborn cow stared at Chen Fei, his face was a little unkind, at this moment he just couldn't wait to go to the ice cellar to cool off.

"Brother Cheng, do you have fruit and milk at home? I can make you something delicious. ”

As soon as he heard that there was something delicious, Cheng Chumo immediately couldn't walk, he was deeply impressed by Chen Fei's craftsmanship and believed in Chen Fei's words.

"Fruit and milk? There's a little bit of fruit, but milk... Oh yes, my kid needs milk, he should have saved a little, what do you want these things for? ”

"You... Your boy? Chen Fei wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, seeing that Cheng Chumo was not a few years older than him at most, and he even had a child?

"That's right. What's wrong? I'm twenty years old, if I don't even have a son, what can I do? Saying that, my Cheng family is going to cut off the seeds, which is unlucky. ”

Chen Fei...... Sure enough, the man in ancient times was a stallion, and he became a father at the age of twenty. Well, it's still very common, it's Chen Fei who made a fuss.

Cheng Chumo seemed to be in a hurry to go to the ice cellar to cool off, so he took the fruit and milk very efficiently and put them in front of Chen Fei.

Fruits are very common seasonal fruits, only watermelon, peach, pear, pipa a few kinds.

Peaches are the kind of very small peach, the taste is a little sour, not suitable for ice cream, so Chen Fei only picked three kinds of fruits: watermelon, pear, and pipa, cut them into small pieces and put them in a bowl, then poured in milk, added a little water and sugar, and tasted the taste after stirring evenly...

Sweet, there is a fragrance of fruit, and there is a fragrance of milk, it tastes good, I believe that the taste must be top after freezing.

Chen Fei picked up a piece of leftover watermelon, stuffed it into his mouth and took a few bites, and said vaguely: "Okay, Brother Cheng, let's go." ”

Cheng Chumo adhered to the principle of not wasting it, took the remaining half of the watermelon, and led Chen Fei to the ice cellar.

"What's in your hand? Would it be nice to add milk and fruit together? What kind of delicious thing is this? Cheng Chumo bit the watermelon and expressed doubts about what Chen Fei was holding in his hand.

Chen Fei sold a pass: "I can't explain anything now whether it's good or not, I won't know until tomorrow." ”

"It's weird." Cheng Chu muttered silently, took Chen Fei to the door of the ice cellar, and kicked the locked door very violently...

Well, the door didn't open, but this kick alarmed the night watch, and many people surrounded them with torches and shouting.

"Who's there! This is the Mansion of the Duke of Lu! How can you wait for you to break in! ”

In less than a moment, Chen Fei and Cheng Chumo were surrounded by the tribe holding torches with knives.

Looking at the bright knives facing him, Chen Fei...

Immediately put down the bowl in his hand and raised the melon skin in his hand, "I... I'm just a melon eater! ”

The Orchestra ......

Eating melons? What is this TM saying?

"Ahem! You bastards! Can't even recognize me? ”

Hearing the voice, the subordinates were shocked: "Little grandfather? Where are you, little grandpa? Didn't you let this thief catch him? ”

Cheng Chumo ...... Am I that dark?

I saw three points of white floating in front of the tribe, revealing a black face in the light of the torches.

Why is it said to be black? The first black is that Cheng Chumo is originally black, and the second black is that Cheng Chumo was angry and black.

Seeing Cheng Chumo, all the tribes were startled, and hurriedly clenched their fists and knelt on one knee.

"Little damn it, I didn't recognize the little grandfather before, please forgive the little grandfather!"

Cheng Chu snorted silently, not planning to bother with these parts.

"Let me ask you, where is the key to the lock of the ice cellar room? Go get it and open it for me! ”

The song clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Little grandfather, please wait a moment." After a while, the tribe fetched a bunch of keys, and after selecting them under the torches for a while, he found the key to open the door to the ice cellar.

"Well, give me the key, what should you do? Scattered, scattered! Cheng Chumo kicked the Qu away and led Chen Fei into the ice cellar.

As soon as they walked into the ice cellar, they felt a chill coming up, Chen Fei and Cheng Chumo were full of excitement, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Cool~"

The ice cellar is about forty square meters in size, and the ice is neatly stacked one by one, and there is only a narrow passage in the entire ice cellar to walk.

Temperature... It can maintain so much ice without melting, and the temperature is at least below freezing.

Chen Fei and Cheng Chumo only wore summer clothes, and not long after they came in, they felt cold and a little unbearable.

Chen Fei hurriedly put the bowl in his hand on top of a large ice cube, added a few pieces of crushed ice to it, and then pulled Cheng Chumo out of the ice cellar as if he was running away.

"Fuck, why is this ice cellar so cold? I'm freezing to death! ”

Cheng Chumo was still shouting heat before entering the ice cellar, but after leaving the ice cellar, he was so cold that he was shaking all over, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet, and constantly doing warm-up exercises.

"Hey, Brother Chen, is that thing you made just like that? Doesn't it need to be reprocessed? Cheng asked after calming down.

Chen Fei thought about it, it seems that simple ice cream is like this, if the equipment is sufficient, you can consider squeezing out the juice and then mixing it with milk, the taste will be better.

"It's the easiest way to do it, and I'll let you try the new varieties next time I'll improve it. Brother Cheng waited until tomorrow to be able to eat delicious ice cream. No, brother must promise me that you must eat after exercising and when you are sweating profusely~"