Chapter 453

"Don't bother you. It's just a small matter like the next noodle. I can do it. It's getting late. Go to bed first. Don't wait for me to come back later."

Although Xie Zhifeng knew that he said it was useless, Du Qiaoyun would still wait for him until late at night, but he still took the trouble to tell him again and again.

"How can I let my husband cook? You are tired all day outside. You should have a good rest when you come back.

I'll scoop a bowl of soup for you first. You'll drink the soup first to warm your body. I'll get the next noodles very quickly. "

Du Qiaoyun sees Xie Zhifeng coming back from the snow in the middle of the night. He is distressed.

I want him to rest in the barracks, so I don't have to work so hard to get back.

But Du Qiaoyun knew that the army was not only poor in living, but also worse in eating.

Even if Xie Zhifeng's official position is not low now, he is not good at opening a small kitchen in private.

Moreover, even if a small stove is opened, the food is poor. How can it be as delicious as the food cooked by the cook at home?

"It's just a noodle. How can it be regarded as cooking? Don't say next, even if let me cook, I can do it, you don't have to worry, I can take care of myself, you are tired, go back to sleep first

Xie Zhifeng is different from other men in that he doesn't know how to cook.

He had a hard life as a child, and his mother forced him to get up before dawn to cook for a large family.

So although his cooking is not very good, he can't even make the next noodle.

What's more, the cook kneaded the noodles ahead of time. All he had to do was cut the noodles into the pot. No matter how tired he was, he could do it.

No matter how small the work is, Du Qiaoyun is reluctant to let Xie Zhifeng do it.

Instead of arguing with Xie Zhifeng, she directly picked up a big soup bowl, first scooped Xie Zhifeng a bowl full of hot soup, and then picked up the dough and cut it into the pot with a small knife.

Du Qiaoyun's thin noodles are rolling in the hot soup pan. As long as the noodles are all floating up, you can eat them.

While waiting for the noodles to be cooked, Xie Zhifeng took the bowl full of hot soup and drank it in one gulp, regardless of the boiling heat.

Not to mention how pleasant it is to drink such a bowl of steaming soup in winter.

Du Qiaoyun made the cook cook cook this bowl of soup with all kinds of dried seafood and big bones for a day, and then added the top-grade ham slices to improve the taste, which can freshen the tongue.

"This soup is delicious!"

Xie Zhifeng gave a satisfied praise.

"My husband likes it!"

Du Qiaoyun saw Xie Zhifeng eat happy, her face also showed a smile.

Xie Zhifeng has just finished his noodle soup.

Du Qiaoyun took out two bowls, one big and the other small. First he filled Xie Zhifeng with a bowl full of noodles. Then he grilled all the meat in the soup into Xie Zhifeng's bowl. Then he used a small bowl to pick some noodles and scoop some clear soup.

"Qiao son is also hungry?"

Du Qiaoyun usually makes food for Xie Zhifeng, but he doesn't move his chopsticks.

She wanted to keep slim, so she couldn't eat in the middle of the night, but today she was really hungry.

"I'm really hungry."

"It's just that. How can it be enough?"

Xie Zhifeng sees that Du Qiaoyun's bowl is only his fist big, and the noodles inside are only enough for him to eat. He can't help frowning.

He picked up chopsticks, picked out a large piece of noodles in his bowl and gave it to Du Qiaoyun, and then put a large piece of meat in it for her.

"Husband, don't give me so much. I can't finish it!"

Du Qiaoyun saw that the bowl was full of noodles and the big piece of meat. He couldn't help but feel bitter.