Lu Wen, as usual, bought vegetables and was about to cook, Fang Zheng, who was playing with millet grains, came over, after two days of getting along, millet grains were able to play with Fang Zheng very happily, and I don't know where Fang Zheng got so much patience.

Fang Zheng looked at Lu Wen, who was about to cook, and said, "Mosquito, is it still like yesterday's meal." ”

Lu Wen rolled his eyes and said, "It's so beautiful, you love to eat or not, you have to eat for free, and you have a sense of pickiness." ”

Fang Zheng was a little speechless by Lu Wen, and at this time, millet grains also came to the door of the kitchen, looked at his father and said, "Dad, I still want to eat yesterday's dishes." ”

As soon as Lu Wen heard this, he immediately had a smile on his face and said, "Okay, today Dad will show our millet grains again." ”

Millet grains' delicate little face was full of smiles, and she said in a milky voice, "Mmmm, Dad is the best!"

Fang Zheng heard the conversation between the father and daughter, rolled his eyes, and said to Lu Wen, "You are definitely a daughter." ”

Before Lu Wen could speak, the millet grains on the side asked curiously, "Uncle Fang, what kind of daughter controls?" Fang Zheng looked at the big eyes of the millet grains flickering, a little speechless, how to explain this, you don't understand it, you will have to be entangled for a long time, he will have a big head when he thinks about it.

put his eyes on Lu Wen for help, Lu Wen treated it as if he didn't see it, and solved the problem he caused by himself, but Fang Zheng was also a little anxious, I saw his eyes turn twice, and said to the millet grains who were still staring at the big round eyes, "Daughter control is that my father likes millet grains very much, and I hope that millet grains will be happy every day." ”

When Millet heard this, he ran to his father's face, his chubby little hand pulled his father's clothes, looking like he wanted to hug him, Lu Wen was a little confused, the explanation Fang Zheng just gave was also very good, what was wrong.

No matter what he thought, he still hugged his little daughter for the first time, millet grains hugged his father's neck, and his fleshy little mouth "Let's go." A kiss was given to my father's face.

Millet said happily: "Millet also likes dad the most." Lu Wen warmed his daughter's heart, put his forehead against the smooth forehead of millet grains, and said, "It's really Dad's good baby." ”

Fang Zheng watched the father and daughter show their affection all the time, the whites of their eyes were about to roll out, and he ignored the father and daughter, and came to the sofa to play with his mobile phone, anyway, his goal was achieved, and this was fine.

Lu Wen and the millet grains were crooked for a while, and then let the millet grains go to the living room to play, and he began to prepare tonight's meal. Originally, I was going to only use my own craftsmanship to make it, but now I have promised millet grains, and I can only use all my strength.

Lu Wen looked at the ribs in his hand and thought about making sweet and sour ribs, in fact, he didn't like to eat sweet ones very much, he liked spicy ones, but who made his baby daughter like to eat sweet, fortunately, his craftsmanship was good enough, and these would be fine.

After the preparations were cleaned up, Lu Wen poured the bottom oil into the pot, and after the oil was hot, the star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon, green onions, ginger and the pork ribs with dry water were stir-fried together. The purpose of this is to stir-fry the excess fat of the ribs and fully soak the flavor of the spices into the ribs, which is the key to making the ribs fragrant but not greasy.

With Lu Wen's stir-frying, a trace of food also poured into the ingredients from his body, and those ribs slowly became refined with Lu Wen's stir-frying, and as if they were plated with a layer of crystal, some fat meat was more like crystal clear diamonds dotted on the white and red lean meat, and the pure white bones were more like stringing pearls to connect this work of art.

Then Lu Wen took out the ribs, then washed the magazines in the pot, poured the sugar into it, and began to heat it, ordinary people make this sweet and sour pork ribs, the sugar will slowly turn from white to brown, but with the fluttering of Lu Wen's food, the sugar becomes transparent and white.

Boil the sugar, and then Lu Wen poured the fried pork ribs into it, with the addition of cooking wine and stir-frying, the sugar slowly attached to the ribs, and then simmered in the pot for a while, Lu Wen put the sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate, and then sprinkled some sesame seeds on it, and a sweet and sour pork ribs like a work of art were freshly baked.

Then Lu Wen put it in the holding oven, and then began to make the next dish, this dish is both millet grains and Lu Wen like to eat, it is fish-flavored shredded pork, this dish is slightly sweet and slightly spicy, very suitable for children to eat.

The water in the pot boiled, Lu Wen put in the fresh bamboo shoots and scalded them, these are also blessed by the food qi, whether it is the color or the taste has become first-class, put it aside, he reheated the pot, put in the appropriate amount of oil and boiled it to 6 into heat, and put in a little minced garlic.

Add shredded meat and stir-fry to change color, add shredded fresh bamboo shoots, shredded carrots, and shredded green peppers, and stir-fry together until they change color.

By the time Lu Wen brought the fish-flavored shredded pork out of the pot, the shredded meat of this dish looked like white horizontal stripes, and those vegetables turned into green stripes, and the two were intertwined with each other, interweaving a picture-like dish.

Lu Wen made the rest of the dishes one by one, and the time passed quickly, in the process, Fang Zheng wanted to come in several times to steal food, but was caught by Lu Wen, and then Lu Wen gave Millet a task and asked him to look at Uncle Fang Zheng. Millet grains are still very happy about the task given to her by her father, and they are even more attentive, children, they all want to show in front of their parents.

Lu Wen brought the dishes to the table one by one, looked at the millet grains and Fang Zheng's big eyes, and said with a little smile, "Fang Zheng, rice grains, come over to eat." ”

Fang Zheng exhaled and said, "Millet grains, I admit defeat, let's eat." ”

Millet grains: "Yay." Jumping up, Lu Wen asked and knew that this was Fang Zheng playing a game of staring at her with big eyes, in fact, Fang Zheng felt a little uncomfortable looking at his face like a thief, so he came up with such an electron in a hurry.

Millet Grains jumped up and down in front of Dad, and said with pride on his little face, "Dad, it's amazing." ”

Lu Wen pinched the delicate nose of the millet grains and said, "Our millet grains are the most powerful. ”

"Bah. ”

Fang Zheng looked at the father and daughter and began to get tired of their daily life again, and walked into the bathroom with a normal face, and after seeing a lot, they got used to it, and it was terrible to get used to this thing.

The three of them began their daily food grabbing career, and it was usually Lu Wen and Millet who were bullying Fang Zheng, which made Fang Zheng depressed, so he could only turn his grief and anger into appetite and began to eat a lot.

After eating, there was a daily corpse-like digestion of food lying on the sofa, Lu Wen looked at Fang Zheng lying next to him and said, "When will the fairy tale be published?"

Fang Zheng said, "It's fast, it's been sent, tell them to print it as fast as possible, it won't take long, why are you in a hurry?"

Lu Wen replied, "No, what I want to say is to tell me when it is going to be published, I will record the song, and when it is promoted, it can also expand a little influence." ”

At this time, Lu Wen was curious: "Is it also a classic song?"

Lu Wen rolled his eyes and said, "If a classic is so easy to come out, is it still called a classic? It's just average, but it's a publicity point to write a song for a fairy tale." ”

Fang Zheng said: "It seems that you know a lot about this. ”

"Hehe, I've seen a lot of these things, who doesn't know. ”

"Yes. ”