"Sister, my hands hurt." Ah Di was very patient and waited for Li Qingyou to reach a paragraph, and then stretched out two tender ...... The little black hand came to Li Qingyou's eyes, and there were dense needle eyes on it, and Li Qingyou was distressed to see it.

Li Qingyou, who has the same tragic experience, empathizes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the eye of the needle is small but painful, which is also an important reason why she hates female celebrities.

"Why are you so careless, my sister won't hurt if you blow a breath of fairy air." Li Qing blew a few times, trying to divert Brother's attention, and the corners of Brother's mouth twitched.

The most important thing after the door is squeamish, especially him, anyone can be squeamish, but he can't.

When I first practiced martial arts with the martial arts master, minor injuries were commonplace, and as long as the bruises on my body did not hurt my muscles and bones, I went back to rub some medicinal oil and continued to practice the next day.

But seeing that Sister Qingyou cares about him so much, I am happy in my heart.

"Brother wants to sleep with his sister so that his hands don't hurt." Brother buried his head in the side of Li Qingyou's neck and rubbed it hard, but he was coquettish, "It's okay." ”

Li Qingyou was itched by him, she really had no power to parry in the face of such a brother, and then looked at his little hands full of needle eyes, and she was so distressed that she couldn't do it.

"It's not impossible...... Li Qingyou smuttered.

After all, she also has to sleep at night, there is only an oil lamp at home, although she wants to make money, she doesn't want to come to read that set at night, in case she becomes myopic again...... I don't even have glasses in this era, so that's troublesome.

"Really?" Ah Di raised his head excitedly, and suddenly hit Li Qingyou's chin, she let out a sigh of pain, and tears came down.

Li Qingyou covered his chin and glared at his brother angrily, thinking that he would have to change his stunned temperament next.

"My sister doesn't hurt, and my brother also blows a fairy breath for my sister." Ah Di learned from Li Qingyou's previous appearance, and blew her chin, and was pulled away by Li Qingyou.

"As long as you are still immortal, the little ghost is still about the same, look at your black, you can't find it in the coal pile." Li Qingyou counted angrily.

It was so beautiful that it was white and tender, but these days I ran crazy around the world with those bald boys, and I was tanned and unhappy.

Ah Di is good-natured and lets his sister Qingyou count down, as long as Sister Qingyou is angry, it's no problem to count him as he wants.

"There's one thing you have to keep in mind, though." Li Qingyou suddenly became serious, "In the future, you must say hello before entering this house, and I will allow you to come in before you can come in." ”

Something like this must not happen again.

Ah Di glanced at the ghost-like paper, Sister Qingyou must be afraid of losing talent and not letting him see it, he understands.

Originally, he wasn't so rude when he was in the house, but he was used to coming here, and he had obviously greeted him before, but she didn't hear it, so he came in.

"Brother remembered." Ah Di nodded vigorously.

Li Qingyou was a little relieved at this time, and then remembered his yang and yin temperament, pinched his cheeks, which already had some small flesh, and said viciously: "If you dare to offend again, I will be very angry, and the consequences will be very serious." ”

At the end, he added, "Did you hear that?" ”

Ah Di was stunned for a moment, feeling that Sister Qingyou had taken this matter a little too seriously, but she still nodded obediently, no matter what, it would be best if Sister Qingyou could dissipate her anger.

When cooking dinner, as usual, Li Qingyou prepared the meat in advance, washing and cutting the meat into palm-sized pieces, because Ah Di said that he would make braised pork today.

Braised pork, Li Qingyou is about to fall just thinking about it, the last time I ate braised pork was on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mrs. Li made it.

According to Mrs. Li, she used to be a cook in a big family, and her skills can be imagined, and she taught Li Qingyou all these skills without concealment, but unfortunately she is not this material.

Li Qingyou sighed very sadly, causing Ah Di to look over, silently, silently moved to the invisible place behind her, Sister Qingyou is not in a good mood these days, he is still less touched.

Li Qingyou didn't know what he was thinking about, so he put the cut meat into the water and boiled it. After a while, until Ah Di reminded her that it was almost over, she took out the pork belly that had been cooked until it was eight ripe, cut it into inch-sized pieces, and then Ah Di took over.

Ah Di put the rock sugar in warm oil and stir-fry until it is amber, pour in the pieces of meat and continue to stir-fry until each piece is stained with sugar, and then add water, salt, star anise, bay leaves, peppercorns and other seasonings.

Li Qingyou sighed and pointed to the extra many seasonings, "When did you buy this?" ”

How did she not know?

Ah Di said that he bought it with his feet when he bought meat during the day, and this is still what Xiaoshan Niang told him once that it would taste better to put these seasonings in stew or stir-fry.

"Actually, I don't know much about it, I listened to your mother, and your mother said that it was delicious." These are the original words of Xiaoshan Niang, she admires Mrs. Li's cooking skills very much, but she has not bought these herself.

First, the seasoning is not cheap, and it is very difficult for the two of them to survive, it would be good to be full, where can they care about the taste?

Second, I can't stew meat once or twice a year at home, and I buy seasonings and put them in the corner to fall into the dust.

And Ah Di thought of his Qingyou sister's foodie attributes, so he bought less of everything, which was rewarded during the meal, Li Qingyou praised Ah Di vigorously, "Okay, I am good at cooking, no, this should be the credit of the seasoning." ”

There was a sudden pause as he spoke.

She thought of herself.

It's a little embarrassing to say, she is not good at cooking but she doesn't know which evil style she smokes, but she still likes to cook and eat, but she lost her confidence under the cruel blows again and again, but this does not mean that she has lost her love for cooking.

If you give her these spices, will it be ......

Ah Di bit the chopsticks and begged her, and finally couldn't bear to say anything to shock her self-confidence, no matter how good the seasoning is, the most important thing is to master the heat.

She threw the vegetables in it while the oil was still cold, and then added water to boil it, and she couldn't even tell the difference between sugar and salt, and it would be hellish if it tasted good.

Li Qingyou's stew method, there is always a layer of yellow soybean oil floating on it, and the oil is water underneath, and the dish is boiled vegetables.

Li Qingyou's stir-fry method is always half-cooked.

Li Qingyou's style of stewed rice is always sandwiched.

As for the taste, it is sweet and sour, spicy and salty, depending on randomly.

It was precisely these painful, inhumane, and tragic lessons that made him, the most noble yaman in the Great Chongqing Kingdom, willing to cook and make soup.

I really want to bow a bitter tear for myself.

As a result, this bitter tear bowed early, and the next day he ate the dishes made by his sister Qingyou......