Chapter 78

Yan Tieyi went to take down the dishes and chopsticks he bought and came back.

Interstellar people don't need to cook and eat, so naturally there are no such things at home, but it's not difficult to place an order to buy, many people will buy a few sets to put at home, and they don't need it, just look good.

A set of chopsticks costs seven or eight hundred star coins, but this is not a disposable item, so Yan Tieyi felt that this thing was not expensive, and the express delivery was quickly sent after placing the order.

A set of chopsticks contains ten bowls and ten pairs of chopsticks, Yan Tieyi counted the heads of the family and bought two sets.

After dismantling, put it in a rapid disinfection cabinet, sterilize it, and then divide it after killing one.

Marshal Yan sat in the first place, Yan Tieyi and Yan Mu sat on either side of him, and then sat all the way down, a conference table sat halfway through, and then Marshal Yan said, "Let's eat if we all sit down." ”

Yan Tieyi first scooped a bowl of soup for his father, scooped up several shiitake mushrooms, and said in a low voice: "Dad, eating this is good for your body." ”

Then he sandwiched a piece of roast chicken meat for his mother.

Zhuge Mengmeng also stretched out her chopsticks to grab the roast chicken, after all, the roast chicken was shiny and shiny, and the sweet and fragrant taste kept drilling into her nose, and she had been coveting the roast chicken for a long time.

As a result, the outstretched hand was gently patted by the mother: "You are not allowed to eat, just drink chicken soup." ”

Who knows if this roast chicken will stimulate Zhuge Mengmeng's stomach.

Zhuge Mengmeng pursed her lips unhappily, she wanted to eat, but she didn't dare to disobey her mother.

Zhuge Ningning suggested: "Then ask Chaoliu, she and Chao Qi should know." ”

When she said this, her face was full of naturalness, and I am afraid that everyone else at this table had more or less guessed except for her who did not guess how this dish came from.

Marshal Yan and Mother Yan are not counted, they don't know Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi at all.

Zhuge Mengmeng secretly glanced at Yan Tieyi, and saw that he didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard these two names, and he was a little uncertain.

But apart from Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi, she really couldn't think of anyone else who would do such a thing.

But for the sake of her appetite, she still used her brain to send a message to Su Chaoliu, asking her if she could eat roast chicken.

Su Chaoliu's message replied quickly: One or two pieces are fine.

Zhuge Mengmeng raised her eyebrows and asked again: What about the steamed?

Su Chaoliu replied: Let's remix the dipping sauce, don't put too many chili peppers.

Great, now she was sure that these dishes were really their handiwork.

So when did my cousin have private contact with them?

Zhuge Mengmeng didn't come up with it.

Although it is said that Yan Tieyi has not seen Su Chaoliu, Yan Tieyi has more people he can see in a day, but there are few that can make him remember, and he can be willing to develop a personal relationship, there is not one in a month, and he can't make up ten in a year.

The pride of the sky, it is normal to be dustless under such eyes.

So he suddenly became familiar with Su Chaoliu...... It's strange no matter how you look at it.

But no matter how strange it is, it is not her turn to point fingers, after all, how old she is, even Yan Hanguang doesn't have the courage to ask about this matter.

Zhuge Ningning thought less, and after she saw Su Chaoliu's reply, she carefully picked it, and picked out the biggest meat, which was the big chicken thigh, and sandwiched it for Zhuge Mengmeng.

Mrs. Zhuge frowned, feeling that this piece of meat was too big, but Zhuge Ningling was very uplifting: "One or two pieces are fine." ”

But this one can top the other three.

But Zhuge Mengmeng had already taken a bite with her eyes, and Mrs. Zhuge couldn't put the bitten meat back.

The mother and daughter of the Zhuge family were fighting wits and courage, and Yan Tieyi was saying to his parents: "I'll give you the link to this store when I go back, I see that the price is not expensive, and Dad had better drink chicken soup once a week." ”

Yan Mu agreed to this kind of thing very simply, as Yan Tieyi said, it is not expensive, Yan Mu has always been in charge of such a person at home, Wen Yan asked: "Do you want to send something to the chef to express your gratitude?" ”

In Interstellar, it is a common rule to give the chef a thank you gift after eating the chef's cooking, but this rule is ...... The reason for the formation is also a foul smell, Yan Tieyi has never liked it, and when he heard this, he frowned: "There's no need...... I'll do this, Mom, don't worry about it. ”

The reason for changing his words was that he remembered that he still owed the other party a favor, and it would inevitably be involved in the future.

Yan Mu was a little surprised, and she didn't understand why he was willing to take care of such a mundane thing, but Yan Tieyi wanted to take care of her, of course, she was happy to give it to him.

Yan Tieyi has something else to explain: "This chicken soup is not boiled and sent over, you need to boil it yourself, but don't worry, this step is not difficult at all." ”

Yan Mu didn't believe it: "Is this cooking skill still difficult?" ”

This time, it was Mrs. Zhuge who replied: "It is not difficult to put the processed ingredients into the pot and add water to stew, but the difficult thing is the processing of the ingredients, and these stores have already done it." ”

Yan Mu was slightly surprised: "Is this okay?" But...... But ......"

Yanmu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

Some restaurants are transparent and open as a gimmick to attract customers, Yanmu also went to that kind of restaurant to eat, she watched the chef take out the ingredients from the refrigerator, mainly meat, and then carry out a series of operations, Yanmu didn't understand at the time, only felt that the chef was moving back and forth on the operating table, his fingers were dancing on various bottles and cans, and all kinds of kitchen utensils took turns, kitchen knives, soup spoons, and various pots and pans.

Therefore, in her impression, the preparation of a dish is cumbersome and complicated, and it is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Auntie, that's right," Zhuge Mengmeng explained, "The difficulty of some dishes lies in the processing of ingredients, and the cooking techniques are not complicated, and I can make several dishes." ”

Mrs. Zhuge rolled her eyes beside her, but she didn't pierce her daughter.

Her so-called cooking skills are to take some leftovers when she comes back from the homestay, and when she cooks the porridge, she chops the leftovers and cooks them together with the porridge, which can be said to have no gold content.

But Yanmu didn't know, she smiled and praised: "Meng Meng can cook now, it's amazing." ”

But with Zhuge Mengmeng's words to corroborate, she finally believed that cooking was not difficult, so she no longer worried about it.

Yan Tieyi turned his head again and discussed with Marshal Yan, who had already drunk three bowls of soup silently: "Dad, I asked my friend, don't drink cold water every day, drink hot water instead, drinking hot water is good for your health." ”

Marshal Yan lifted his eyelids and looked at him: "What's wrong with drinking cold water, don't you drink it?" ”

He, the father, doesn't know him yet, and every time he drinks cold water after training, he can't wait to hug the ice cubes.

After all, who hasn't been like this, Marshal Yan was like this when he was young, so he has long developed the habit of drinking cold water, even when the weather is cold, he likes to drink cold water, and he can't drink hot water.

Yan Tieyi was too lazy to tell his father so much, so he directly captured the thief and captured the king first, and turned to his mother: "I asked a friend to help me find medicinal herbs, and my mother soaked his feet in hot water every night." ”

Yan Mu smiled, didn't respond, and asked softly: "Where did you hear the saying, cold water and hot water are just a difference in temperature, why is cold water not good for the body, and hot water is good for the body?" ”

Yan Tieyi said succinctly: "Cold water hurts the stomach, and my father already has stomach problems." ”

Zhuge Mengmeng and Zhuge Mengmeng, who were listening with their ears on the side, nodded desperately, because they also heard Su Chaoqi say this statement, Su Chaoqi also said that girls had better drink less and eat less cold things, Zhuge Mengmeng insisted on more than a month according to the saying, and the value of the body improved to a certain extent, although it did not improve much, but it also showed that it was useful.

Mrs. Zhuge thought about it, but still whispered in Yanmu's ear.

The main reason is that Zhuge Mengmeng's physical improvement is visible to the naked eye, and the most obvious thing is that his hands and feet are not cold in those days of the month, and he is still on time, and he is no longer irregular.

"Are you sure it's because of hot water?" Yan Mu asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhuge thought about it, and to be honest, she was really unsure, because there have been a lot of changes in Zhuge Mengmeng in the past few months, and it is impossible to say which one of the changes has adjusted her body.

But well......

"Try it, the hot water is not toxic anyway." Mrs. Zhuge said.

This sentence is very right, so Yan Mu did not hesitate to deprive Marshal Yan of the right to drink cold water: "You have to drink medicine every day when you have a stomach ache, or a lot of hot water can make you not hurt so much every day." ”

"And hot baths and foot soaks." Yan Tieyi did not forget to add a reminder.

Marshal Yan has no say in this matter, because after so many years of tacit understanding between husband and wife, he has long been accustomed to the trivial matters at home being arranged by his wife, but he will definitely not let himself be slaughtered.

So he put down the soup bowl and coughed lightly: "Since I want to do this, will Tie Yi also do it?" Then he turned his eyes and saw Yan Hanguang sitting quietly eating meat, and added: "Hanguang too." ”

Yan Hanguang looked up in confusion: Why is there still my business?

Yan Mu saw that he didn't want to bear it alone, and after thinking about it, she didn't object.

Yan Hanguang and Yan Tieyi both thought silently in their hearts: Anyway, school is about to start/return to the army, and at that time, my aunt/mother can't take care of it.

Zhuge Ningning raised his hand with a smile: "Uncle, Mengmeng and I are also with you, and we won't drink cold water now." ”

Whether to drink cold water or not is a trivial matter, Yan Tieyi remembered: "Auntie, I heard that Mengmeng's body has improved a lot, is it because she insists on drinking porridge now?" ”

Mrs. Zhuge glanced at him.

A busy person like Yan Tieyi can already know Zhuge Mengmeng's physical condition, so it naturally has his intention to mention it at this time.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Tieyi said in a low voice: "The number of permanently disabled wounded soldiers registered by Yan Huangxing has reached nearly one million. ”

This number is not much compared to the population of nearly 100 billion in Yan Huangxing, but everyone has a lifetime of sequelae, the kind that cannot be cured by the treatment cabin, can only take medicine, and the Wounded Soldiers Association will subsidize it every month, and it can also be reimbursed, but the cost is one thing, and permanent physical discomfort is another.

Mrs. Zhuge couldn't help but be silent, she probably knew what Yan Tieyi meant, but this was not the occasion to talk about this.

(End of chapter)