Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 306



Chapter 306: Chef Yang’s Braised Beef Instant Noodles!!

“Why is there no one in your house?”

“I don’t know, you sit first, I’ll go to the kitchen.”

“Just do something, I’m not a picky eater!”

“You rest first, I’ll take a look.”

Yang Zhe dropped a sentence and turned around and went into the kitchen.

What he had looked through was the refrigerator located in the living room, and it was indeed empty.

Is it because it’s cold and the refrigerator can’t be used very much.

So in order to save electricity, parents put all the vegetables in the kitchen without floor heating?

Well, it’s quite possible.

Because people of his age like his parents live their lives with the concept of saving money.

The refrigerator is a very power-consuming item in their eyes.

So as soon as the food spoilage slows down in winter, they will unplug the sockets.

This has nothing to do with the lack of money at home, just the lifestyle that the older generation is accustomed to, Yang Zhe entered the kitchen and touched it again.

As a result, let alone green vegetable leaves, I didn’t even see the potatoes that I always had at home.

Is it so coincidental?

These old two just finished their dishes today when they went home?

But that’s very undeserved.

His own mother is also a keen cook, and every day she criticizes the restaurant outside for not being clean.

She shouldn’t have eaten the dish so clean without making it up.

But the truth is that the whole family really doesn’t even have any ingredients.

Yang Zhe swayed left and right in the kitchen, tipping over the cabinet.

In the end, he only turned out half a box of braised beef noodles in a cabinet in the corner.

Shelf life……

January 23.

Oh, it hasn’t expired yet, it’s just used to greet guests.

Yang Zhe took the box out of the cabinet, took out two buckets of instant noodles, tore open the lid, and boiled a pot of piping hot water into it.

At the same time, in the living room of Yang Zhe’s house.

Qin Ziang rubbed his hands excitedly, listening to the movements in the kitchen, and the appetite in his heart began to churn.

He was a guest and came to Yang Zhe’s house to eat.

As a guest, he is not good to enter people’s kitchens, so it is not reasonable.

So he could only sit in the living room and wait, and used his imagination to endless.

Good fellow, jingle bells, rummage through cabinets.

No need to ask, this is definitely a big dish.

Maybe there is more than one, at least five dishes and one soup.

The corners of Qin Ziang’s mouth overflowed, and he took out his mobile phone to check the date.

Since Yang Zhe is so hospitable, is it also possible to use that Chinese New Year’s Eve meal?

But if he was Chinese New Year’s Eve come to Yang Zhe’s house to rub rice, wouldn’t it be bad to leave his parents alone at home?

Qin Ziang thought about it and suddenly thought of an excellent way.

Wouldn’t it be nice if I brought my parents over for the New Year?!

Damn, I’m a genius.

He slapped his thigh and felt very excited.

Immediately after, Shihe smelled a fragrance coming out of the kitchen.

Qin Ziang didn’t smell anything in the first sip, but just felt a little fragrant.

Then the second sip, it is indeed very fragrant, but a little familiar.

Well?

No way?

Yang Zhe went in less than five minutes, and a dish was ready?

Just when he was puzzled, Yang Zhe came to the living room with two buckets of braised beef noodles.

He placed one of the buckets in front of Qin Ziang, and he pulled out a piece of paper and wiped his hands.

“Eat, go home quickly after eating.”

“????”

Qin Ziang looked at the instant noodles on the table, and the whole person was stunned.

That’s it?

That’s it??

I travel thousands of miles to eat, and you will serve me a bucket of braised beef noodles?

When I go to work, because I eat this thing every day, okay?!

“You’re going to give me this?”

Yang Zhe forked the noodles and ate them into his mouth, chewed twice and then spoke: “You don’t say it’s simple, aren’t you picky eaters?” ”

Qin Ziang’s whole person was not good: “We also have this game, why won’t I go back to my house to eat?” ”

“yes, I can’t figure it out, you don’t go home to eat?”

“?????”

Looking at Qin Ziang’s confused expression, Yang Zhe couldn’t help but laugh twice.

“It’s really not that I didn’t do it on purpose, there really is no food at home.”

“Wouldn’t you? Who doesn’t leave any food at home? ”

Yang Zhe sucked two more mouthfuls of instant noodles: “Really, if you don’t believe it, I didn’t even find a potato.” ”

Qin Ziang glanced at the kitchen, and finally did not move, he could only pick up the fork and eat the noodles obediently: “I don’t care, Lao Yang, you owe me a meal, and I have to make up for it no matter how much I saved it years ago.” ”

“Okay, okay, wait until I set a table for you.”

“That’s pretty much it…”

Qin Ziang felt a little comfortable in his heart, so the speed of eating noodles was almost up.

But just after eating two bites, there was a sound of keys poking and locking outside the door, and then Yang’s father and Yang’s mother entered the door.

They looked very tired, took off their down jackets and hung them in the hallway, and then began to change their shoes.

While changing shoes, the sound of their chat gradually reached the living room.

“Old Yang, it’s really not okay, let’s call Hong Yu and them tomorrow to go together?”

“Come on, the New Year is approaching, and their department is also very busy, so they can’t spend too much manpower because of this matter.”

“But today we also went to see it, there are really not enough people.”

“I’m thinking of a way to do it then.”

The couple talked and walked to the living room.

As a result, when they saw Yang Zhe and Qin Ziang, they were stunned.

“When did you guys come back?”

Yang Zhe put down his fork: “We just came back, and our butts haven’t sat hot yet.” ”

Qin Ziang put down his fork when he heard the sound: “Uncle and aunt are good.” ”

“Good, good, you guys… Is this yet to eat? ”

“Ahhh… Right. ”

Yang’s mother frowned: “Yang Zhe, why are you entertaining friends with this thing?” ”

Yang Zhe was helpless: “Mom, we don’t even have a potato at home, I still want to ask, 597 Haven’t you eaten at home recently?” ”

“Oh hey, I forgot to buy groceries, you guys wait, I’ll go down and buy some now.”

“No need mom, we’re almost full, what did you do just now?”

Dad Yang sat on the sofa at this time and soaked a cup to wipe: “The snow a few days ago was too big, Xihong Village was seriously affected, many dangerous houses collapsed, the city union called us to help, your mother is responsible for cooking, doesn’t this send all the dishes in the refrigerator.” ”

Yang Zhe put down his fork after listening: “The disaster is so serious? ”

“The main reason is because there are some left-behind children and lonely elderly people there, who originally had poor self-care ability, and now they have suffered from snow disasters, and it is fortunate that there are no casualties.”

“You’ve been busy with this for the past few days?”

Father Yang nodded: “Yes, don’t you look like it’s going to be the New Year, if this matter is not handled well, how pitiful those left-behind children and lonely old people are.” ”

Yang Zhe was silent for a while: “How about I go with you tomorrow and help you cook?” ”

“Eh, this is okay, your hand of cooking is estimated to improve everyone’s enthusiasm for work.”

“Then let’s decide so.”

Hearing this, Qin Ziang immediately raised his hand: “I, me, I, I, I’ll also help!” ”

Yang Zhe looked at him: “You are not usually so positive?” ”

“As long as you steam big meat buns, it’s no problem for me to build a house by myself!”




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