Hearing my inquiry, Qu Fattou grinned and scolded, "Lao Tzu didn't have a cone in his head, can we talk nonsense about the business we are doing?" I told the doctor that we came out of the coal mine, and you let the cannon collapse when you were digging the coal.

This small county town does have a few small media kilns that are privately mined and dug privately, and so many people die every year.

In addition, I let the grenade blow up is similar to the explosion of the coal mine, so it is really reliable for Qu Fattou to say this.

"However, our look is a bit miserable......" Qu Fattou glanced at me and continued.

"You don't know what to do! Just the three of us dressed up, along the way Lao Tzu with money in his hand can't stop a car to send us to the hospital, the last is Lao Tzu and Chen Hudan take turns to carry you to the hospital, then along the way the masses are like seeing a big horse monkey, running out to see the excitement.

Qu Ye, my glorious image, in front of the big girl and the little daughter-in-law, can be regarded as a disgrace, a shame and a big hair. That's not all, I let the police stop me several times along the way, if it weren't for your sick number, my brother would have let the whole bureau go, you said it was wronged!

Qu Fattou babbled and chattered, listening to it like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

I waved my hand when I listened, and didn't let him continue to speak, that kind of embarrassing person he and Chen Hudan knew the way, there was no need to let me, the comatose participant, also know the way, so as not to be in a bad mood.

Besides, this thing made a few people miserable, and it was so sad to think about that scene.

Although I was in a coma, my handsome image as the best in the world was also lost in front of the girl and daughter-in-law......

As for Qu Fattou's statement that his glorious image was damaged, I couldn't stop listening to it, and scolded in my heart.

"Your dog's performance is at most a true performance, it doesn't matter if it's a shame or not......"

After talking to Qu Fat Tou for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little tired again, after all, it was the beginning of recovery from a major injury, and my body and spirit were not as good as before.

Coupled with the fact that I have worked hard along the way, Rao is at the bottom of the thousand-year-old Inner Dan of the Purple Fox, and my physical and mental fatigue has not been completely alleviated.

So after chatting with Qu Fattou for a few more words, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already night, and Chen Hudan also came to the hospital to deliver us sick meals.

There are also meals in the hospital, and some people push carts around the ward on time and shout for rice, but the taste of the food is really not flattering, and the price is still expensive, a few green vegetables and fried radish shreds cost more than a dozen yuan, and the knife that kills people is sharpened quickly, and it is close to the scalpel in the doctor's hand

I regret eating that kind of meal once, and I will eat it a second time, or the meal cooked by Chen Hudan's mother is delicious, and the authentic peasant dish made of rural pork and rapeseed oil, as soon as the lunch box is opened, even the half-bald doctor who rounds the ward snorts.

I didn't have the heart to let the half-bald man send him away with a few words.

Qu Fattou thought he was hungry, and when he saw me carrying the lunch box sent by Chen Hudan, the devil pounced on him like a bayonet.

"Hurry up!" Qu Fattou first inserted two big steamed buns with chopsticks, and shouted at me with green light in his eyes.

I quickly covered my lunch box with my hand to prevent his saliva from squirting in.

"Don't rob your dog! Take out the lunch box for drinking chicken soup at noon, Lao Tzu will give you half of it, this lunch box is eaten, Lao Tzu can't grab you! ”

After listening to me, Qu Fattou didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly took out the lunch box that had drunk chicken soup at noon from the bedside table and handed it to me.

I looked down and saw that I hadn't washed it!

This time, I was also hungry, so I didn't hurt him anymore, opened the lunch box in my hand, and put the stewed vegetables in it into half of Qu Fattou's lunch box.

Chen Hudan brings us authentic farmhouse stewed dishes.

Southerners may not know much about risotto, which is the most common and characteristic specialty of the north, and each province has its own unique culture of stew.

The word risotto does not refer to the name of a specific dish, but rather to a method of cooking.

It is said that this stewed dish still has a great origin, and the origin of the legend is still related to Qin Hui, China's first traitor.

In the Song Dynasty, the ministers were in power, Qin Hui and other traitors controlled the government, and some people with lofty ideals fried all kinds of vegetables and stewed them together, and regarded these stewed vegetables as Qin paintings, eating their flesh and drinking their blood.

This practice soon spread among the common people, and after the continuous enrichment and improvement of the taste of the dynasties, it evolved into a well-known stewed dish in the north today.

Speaking of the ingredients of this stewed dish are also different, the more famous is the pork sauerkraut stewed vermicelli in the Northeast, once this dish and the waiter Cuihua are popular all over the country.

Of course, the delicious stewed vegetables in the north are not just braised vermicelli with bald pork and sauerkraut.

Henan, Shanxi, Shaanxi, and Inner Mongolia all have their own unique stewed cuisine culture and cooking methods.

I don't know much about other provinces, but my favorite is still Inner Mongolia, that is, the stewed dishes made by Chen Hudan's wife Chen Er's widow.

White and tender tofu, watery Chinese cabbage, palm-sized pork slices, and finger-wide vermicelli.

Several of the most common ingredients, after stir-frying, put together and stewed, the taste is fresh and fragrant and the color is attractive, just looking at it has an appetite, and the taste is absolutely not to say!

A big lunch box of stewed vegetables is not enough for me and Qu Fattou, I'm okay, chew slowly and swallow it can still taste for a while, Qu Fattou's goods are just like feeding pigs, a crazy meal, that can taste good or bad.

This thing cleaned his lunch box, raised his head and stared at me holding the lunch box.

I look really pitiful to him, but I have already finished the stew in my lunch box, and I don't have the energy to feed him anymore.

I gave Qu Fattou an apologetic look, and signaled, Lao Tzu has no surplus food now, don't stare at Wang Bayan and pretend to be pitiful......

However, Qu Fattou still stared at my lunch box without blinking, so I had no choice but to hand it to him.

"See for yourself! It's just a lunch box, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten enough, it's gone" As I spoke, I couldn't help but turn my head and glance at Chen Hudan.

This is also a product, I don't know if there are two hungry wolves living here! With such a little food, it is not enough for one person to stuff his teeth.

"Your dog really doesn't know how to save food!"

I stared at Chen Hudan, and Qu Fattou snatched my lunch box, only to see him break a piece of steamed bread, dip it in the leftover vegetable soup in my lunch box and eat it with relish.

It wasn't until I wiped the vegetable soup in my lunch box with steamed buns that I put down the lunch box in my hand without getting enough of it.

I just looked at Chen Hudan, coupled with the appearance of Qu Fattou, maybe it made Chen Hudan feel a little embarrassed.

"Then I'll bring more tomorrow." Chen Hudan smiled and said to me and Qu Fattou.

"Why do you get hungrier the more you eat!" Qu Fattou glanced at me and said.

"Look what I'm doing! Lao Tzu can't conjure up pork knuckles for you! I replied angrily.

I've been complaining about myself in my heart, why didn't I expect it, the good steamed buns dipped in soup are cheaper