Chapter 348

I didn't eat dinner, but I heard my stomach grunt] at eight or nine o'clock.

"Hungry..." Kneading his stomach, ilanyou went out of his room and went down to the kitchen on the first floor. The light was off, and two maids were doing the final inspection. After the inspection, they also had to go back to the room to rest after work.

"First lady." Two maids said to ilanyou, "are you hungry?" They remember that ilanyou didn't come down for dinner.

"Yes." Ilan you nodded: "what else is there in the kitchen?"

"There are also some mushrooms, vegetables, tofu and so on in the refrigerator. There are also some beef, mutton and seafood." The maid replied.

"What would the eldest lady like to eat?" Asked another maid.

"You don't have to be busy. Let's get off work. I'll get something to eat myself." Ilanyou went to the pool and opened the water to wash his hands.

"Here..." They are a little hesitant. This is their job. It's not good

"Then wash it out for me." Yilanyou saw that they hesitated and said, "I want carrots, cabbage, mushroom, konjac knot, kelp, old tofu, chrysanthemum, beef slices. In addition, I need to wash rice and cook a pot of rice. Two bowls of rice will be good." She is a little hungry. She wants to have two bowls of rice.

"Good lady." Two maids answered and began to wash vegetables and rice.

Yilanyou takes out the casserole and adds the clear water, and then puts it into the kelp fire to boil the soup bottom. After yilanyou boils it in the pot, the maid also washes all the dishes needed.

"First lady, let's go." Two maids did their own thing and said to ilanyou.

"Let's go." Yilanyou waved his hand: "pay attention to safety on the road." She remembered that these two maids were part-time workers from college students. They had just come here, but they still had to go back to school in the evening.

"OK." The two nodded their heads with some feeling, and then left the house together.

Yilanyou is still cooking his own dinner. Fry the old tofu slices into golden yellow on both sides, then fry the fat cattle. Then turn off the heat and put other dishes in the pot directly. After that, put in the sauce and other condiments. Finally, pour in the bottom of the seaweed soup and cover the lid of the casserole and open fire.

Here it is. Ilanyou turns to see the rice. It shows that there are still ten minutes left. After thinking about it, he makes a small dish and turns to turn the boiling pot into a small fire.

It's almost time. When the rice is served out, ilanyou still feels that his fingers are in full swing when he hears the smell of the rice. He feels that he can only eat rice and soy sauce in two bowls in Chengdu.

At this time, the door of the living room was opened, and ehun came back from work. It's very important to have a meeting today. I was busy at this time.

"Yes?" Yilan you just put the rice on the table and heard the sound. When you came out, you saw Yihao en: "Dad, you just came back?"

"Well, it's a little bit more today." Ihorn came over.

"Haven't you had dinner yet?" Ilanyou thought of the words of practice, and ehun would forget to eat as soon as he was busy.

"Well It doesn't seem to be. " Ihorn smiled awkwardly: "I forget when I'm busy."

Ilan Youdu's mouth and hands on his waist: "don't you know you have a bad stomach? How can I forget to eat? "

“……” In a trance, ehun thought of the past again. His stomach was bad. Once he forgot to eat, Yuan Hui would say that.

"Dad, go wash your hands first." Ilan you helplessly shook his head: "I just cooked."

"Dishes cooked by LAN you?" Ehorn returned to his senses and smiled. He had never eaten yilanyou's cooking before. "Then I have to taste it."

"I don't cook as well as my father does. You can't laugh at me if you eat." Yilanyou said with a smile.

"Hahaha." Ihorn nodded and joked, "well, I'll try not to laugh at you."

"Dad..." Elanyou, with a long, coquettish, white eye, turned back to the kitchen.

Ehorn smiled again, put his briefcase and coat on the sofa, went to wash his hands and went back to the table.

Yilanyou goes back to the kitchen, uncovers the lid of the casserole and pours in the fresh egg liquid. Finally, she gently stirs it for several times and then covers it again. Mo turns off the fire after dozens of counting, puts on the anti scalding gloves and comes out of the kitchen with the casserole, and places the casserole on the table. Yilanyou reminds him, "be careful about scalding." He opened the lid of the casserole.

The aroma comes in a flash. The rich meat juice fragrance is mixed with light sweetness. The green of green vegetables, golden yellow of fried tofu, and the color matching of cabbage, mushroom and beef cattle are perfect. It's an extremely beautiful visual enjoyment. Just after leaving the fire, the casserole still keeps a certain temperature. The soup of gudu gudu] promotes the fresh flavor of this share to the extreme.

"Happy Birthday pot?" he said

"Well, my godmother did it for us once before." Yilanyou went into the kitchen and filled out the last bowl of rice, took the chopsticks and spoons, and came out with the mixed dishes: "my mother likes this very much, Dad, you can also taste it.""Good." Ihorn nodded, "your mother has always liked hot pot."

"Yes." Yilanyou takes a spoon and scoops out a mouthful of soup. It's delicious with a trace of sweetness.

Yihaoen also tasted a mouthful, can't believe to look up to yilanyou: "you have learned cooking?"

"Ganma taught me how to cook." Yilanyou takes a piece of tofu and replies, "Ganma says I feel good by nature. It's a good seedling to learn how to cook. It taught me a lot about cooking. "

"Well." Yihaoen nodded thoughtfully, and had to say that yilanyou's longevity pot is really well made, with a good color, fragrance and taste. Yihaoen also knew that he could not make such a taste.

Maybe that's talent, something he doesn't have.

"Dad." Yilanyou took a piece of tofu and put it in yihaoen's bowl: "don't forget to eat when you are working. Your stomach is not good. It hurts your body."

"Yes." Ihorn nodded. "I'll pay attention next time." Ehorn took a bite of tofu. The tofu was tight, smooth and tender. First, he felt the tofu was fried, and then the tofu itself was smooth. There was no need to be picky about the taste.

"Then we can say." Yilanyou blinked and said, "and, Dad, can you buy me a computer?"

"Computer?" Ehorn thought, "what do you want?"

"Laptop." "No Mac," elanyou added She can't use the MAC system well, and all kinds of incompatibilities, which she really can't accept.