Spare ribs can not only supplement calcium, but also improve anemia and strengthen muscles and bones. They are really good things.

The master took the ribs down, split them into pieces skillfully, and weighed them on the scale. It was exactly five pounds. Song Zhi's eyes were full of surprise. This master is really amazing. His eyes are like a scale. His skills are amazing.

Song Zhi handed the prepared money and bills to the chef, took the spareribs and prepared to buy some rice and noodles.

However, the amount of food they bought was not large. The two of them could not eat much, and Song Zhi liked to eat fresh food, so they did not store a lot at one time.

After buying rice, Song Zhi went straight home. On the way, he started thinking about what to cook for lunch. He decided to make some sweet and sour pork ribs with rice, and some cold potato chips to whet the appetite, and finally some pan-fried shredded radish pancakes.

When I got back, I quickly put the firewood into the earthen stove, added some wooden sticks and lit the fire. After the fire was lit, I put in two coal balls and waited for ten to twenty minutes.

During this time, she washed the rice and vegetables and set them aside.

After the coal balls were burned, she put them directly into the coal stove, steamed some rice first, and then started cutting vegetables and chopping ribs.

"Who is cooking this? We don't have anyone with this skill in this area." Captain Qin and Gu Huaijin had just got off work. A morning of training had left them exhausted and hungry. It was really unscrupulous to smell such a sinful smell at this time.

Captain Qin knew it, but Gu Huaijin was even less clear. He had only been here for a few days. When he saw Captain Qin looking at him, he shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Gu Huaijin walked to the door of his house amid Captain Qin's complaints. He was always perceptive and finally realized that something was wrong. Why was the smell getting stronger? Could it be...

He shook his head vigorously, wondering what kind of dream he was having.

"You're back. Wash your hands and eat." Song Zhi saw him come in and said as he poked his head out of the kitchen.

After Gu Huaijin washed his hands, the two of them brought the food to the table. Gu Huaijin looked at the food in front of him with a gloomy expression and asked hesitantly, "Did you make these?"

Song Zhi found his incredulous expression somewhat amusing, but she also knew that this did not fit her previous personality, so she cleared her throat and said sheepishly, "You know, the meal I brought you once was terrible."

She blushed and looked up at him, then continued, "My mother scolded me, and I also knew that I needed to practice my cooking skills so that I could make some delicious meals for Brother Huaijin in the future. So I usually watched my mother cook. Although I haven't cooked for the past two years, I remember every step clearly."

Song Zhi's words were sincere, and even Gu Huaijin began to doubt whether he had misunderstood her before. She really did like him.

"Ahem, you've worked hard. Come and eat."