Wang Zhu looked up and smiled, "I love to eat, I love to eat, she ate all the pastries yesterday, and she also ate a lot at dinner." ”

"That's good, when we leave, bring two copies to Sister Yanyan, and let her relax now and don't think nonsense."

"Well, I know she's noticeably better since you left yesterday." Wang Zhu looked at Chen Mengtian with a look of gratitude.

Chen Baojie came out of the back kitchen with two dishes in his hands.

Smelling the fragrance in the air that was getting closer and closer, Chen Mengtian's eyes lit up.

A piece of Dongpo meat, a phoenix claw.

Smelling the tempting aroma of Dongpo meat, Chen Mengtian was really greedy.

She was home alone, and she was too lazy to tinker with food, so she must have studied medical books at that time.

Dongpo meat is one of her favorite dishes in modern times.

This dish, thin skin and tender meat, red and bright color, mellow and juicy, crispy and not broken, fragrant and glutinous but not greasy, is simply a delicacy in the world.

A few months ago, one day she suddenly wanted to eat Dongpo meat, so she wrote down the process of making it to Chen Ping.

I really let him make it, but the heat was worse at first, and the seasoning was not skilled.

After making it a few more times, this taste is really good, even more likable than the Dongpo meat she ate in her previous life.

Chen Baojie walked over and put the two dishes on the table.

Regarding Chen Mengtian's coveted appearance, he smiled and said, "Dad was very happy to know that you were coming, and said that he would make a chicken soup for you." ”

"Uncle is so nice."

Chen Mengtian took out chopsticks from the fast cage on the table and couldn't wait to add a piece of Dongpo meat.

Seeing her like this, Chen Baojie showed a doting and satisfied smile on his face.

In addition to his father, he has only one relative, and he is still his benefactor, as long as she is happy.

Wang Zhu watched from the side, Chen Baojie took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage and handed it to him, "Brother Zhuzi will also eat, I'll go to the back to serve rice." ”

Wang Zhu, who was holding chopsticks, had no idea where to start.

Even if he and Yanyan's life is not tight, he has never eaten meat like this, except during the New Year's Festival.

Even for the New Year's Festival, there will not be such fragrant and so much meat.

Chen Mengtian finished eating a piece of Hongpo meat, and when he saw that Wang Zhu did not move, he said with a smile, "Brother Zhuzi eats together, you're welcome, the dishes made by the uncle are the most popular in the restaurant." ”

Wang Zhu nodded, he swallowed his saliva, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of Dongpo meat.

The meat is very crispy and melts in your mouth.

Wang Zhu's eyes widened, and he almost swallowed his tongue as he tasted the meat in his mouth.

Chen Baojie soon reappeared, this time with a tray with three bowls of rice and a large bowl of shrimp and tofu.

This is also the recipe that Chen Mengtian gave to Chen Ping in the later period.

The shrimp are all transported from Luoyang, and this dish is very delicious and very nutritious.

Chen Baojie put the rice and shrimp and tofu on the table, and then went to the back kitchen.

At this time, Wang Zhu, although he couldn't let go, was really no resistance to the temptation of food.

He took the white rice handed to him by Chen Baojie and kept picking up the dishes.

Chen Mengtian was also hungry, and never stopped picking vegetables in his hands.

When the two finished eating a bowl of rice, Chen Mengtian had already eaten seven points full.

Wang Zhu can also have another bowl.

But he was a little embarrassed, Chen Mengtian pushed another bowl of rice on the table to him, "Keep eating, my cousin still understands you and knows that you can't eat enough in one bowl." ”