Lu Xingfei raised 500 yuan as he wished.
He thought that when he got home, Wang Youyou would have already cooked dinner and was waiting for him to come back from buying groceries, so he just had to cook.
But when he opened the pot, he was stunned.
A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.
Wang Youyou didn't cook rice, but made a pot of porridge.
Although he was puzzled, he didn't mind and thought, maybe Wang Youyou wanted to drink porridge.
It doesn’t matter, cooking is what matters.
He bought pork, dried tofu, water spinach and green onions today.
He asked Zhang Jingxu's mother to buy the pork for him.
Zhang Jingxu's home has a refrigerator. He buys pork in the morning and puts it in the refrigerator. When he gets off work, he picks it up and it is still fresh.
Wang Youyou saw his disappointed expression and didn't know how to tell him.
She has never tried to cook rice with anything other than a rice cooker.
She originally wanted to use an aluminum pot to cook rice, but she put too much water in it, and the result was that the rice didn't taste like rice or porridge.
In order to cover up her inability to cook, she could only add more water and cook it into porridge.
Fortunately, Lu Xingfei didn't ask anything.
However, she still felt a little guilty.
Seeing Lu Xingfei clean the pork and preparing to cut it into thin slices with a knife, she took the initiative to say, "Well... let me cook for you. You must be tired after a day of work today."
"It's okay, I'll do it." Lu Xingfei was used to it.
Except when he is at home, he is always the one who cooks no matter how many people are eating together.
Wang Youyou was worried that he would be angry and have nothing to eat, so she tried to ask, "Is it okay with you that I cooked some porridge tonight?"
Lu Xingfei smiled and said, "No problem. I'll eat whatever you cook."
The more he said this, the more uneasy Wang Youyou felt.
After thinking for a moment, she stretched out her hand and said in a tender voice, "Then give me the knife and let me fry the pork!"
Lu Xingfei met her innocent eyes and softened his heart.
He put down the knife and said, "Okay, I'll enjoy myself today. I'll leave it to you!"
"Yeah." Wang Youyou personally escorted him out of the kitchen.
She first cut off some of the fat from the pork, then put the whole piece of pork into the pot, added ginger, onions, and rice wine, and cooked it for fifteen minutes.
Then wash the water spinach, chop the green onions, cut the dried tofu, and mince the garlic.
Then remove the cooked pork from the heat, rinse with cold water, and cut into thin slices.
Then dice the pork fat that was cut earlier and fry it in oil, remove the oil residue and the lard as well. Use the remaining lard to fry the sliced pork.
When the pork slices are slightly fried and release oil, add the dried tofu and stir-fry for a few times. No need to add salt, just add soy sauce, green onions, and some cornstarch to thicken, then it is ready to be served.
This dish of pork fried with dried tofu is ready!
Although Lu Xingfei doesn't eat onions, he likes dishes with onions. Dishes with onions smell very fragrant.
The aroma coming from the kitchen made him salivate.
He quietly walked to the kitchen door to see how Wang Youyou was cooking.
Who knew that Wang Youyou discovered it.
Wang Youyou joked, "Hurry up and sit back down. Chef Wang is here. Don't worry! It will be absolutely delicious!"
She is going to stir-fry water spinach.
Water spinach is best stir-fried, but to make it tender, you must control the timing well.
She heated the pot until it started smoking, put in lard, minced garlic, water spinach, salt, a little water, covered it with a lid, counted to twenty seconds, stir-fried it, and it was ready to be served.
"It's time to eat!"
Two simple dishes.
Lu Xingfei wanted to help, but Wang Youyou didn't let him do anything.
He even personally helped him to serve the porridge and placed it in front of him, "Please! Captain Lu, try my chef Wang's cooking skills! I'm telling you, I only cook for you, I'm too lazy to cook for others!"
Lu Xingfei looked at her confident expression, picked up his chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Chef Wang, I'm not picky about food."
He originally thought that Wang Youyou, who didn't cook often, would make dishes that tasted just average. In order not to undermine her self-confidence, he kept praising the food for being delicious.
But after he tasted the pork, he was completely stunned.
The dishes cooked by Wang Youyou are really delicious!
Moreover, the pork fried by Wang Youyou is not only delicious, but also tastes like his mother's cooking, which is really a coincidence.
It reminded him of his mother all of a sudden.
His mother also likes to add cornstarch to thicken the food when cooking. He bought cornstarch but rarely used it because he always felt that it would burn the pan.
Wang Youyou saw that he was stunned, as if he was thinking about something.
She thought he didn't like it, so she asked quietly, "How is it? Is it salty? Or is it not tasty?"
"Delicious! Very delicious!" Lu Xingfei came back to his senses, tears welling up in his eyes, "It tastes just like my mom's."
When Wang Youyou heard this, she was deeply touched, her nose felt sore, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
She choked up and said, "So, you miss your mother?"
Seeing this, Lu Xingfei couldn't help but laugh: "I miss my mother, why are you crying?"
As he said this, he touched her head and comforted her.
Wang Youyou turned her face away, sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "You miss your mother, and I miss my mother too!"
She traveled here alone, helpless and alone. How could she not miss her mother?
Lu Xingfei knew that she had lost her biological mother when she was young, and she must be feeling very uncomfortable when she missed her biological mother.
To make her happy, he took out five hundred yuan, put it on the dining table, and said happily: "Wang Youyou, look, here are five hundred yuan. Tomorrow morning, I will accompany you to buy goods!"
Glancing at the money on the dining table, Wang Youyou immediately smiled.
People should look forward. It’s a day whether you are happy or unhappy.
She is about to start her career, so of course she has to be happy.
Lu Xingfei pushed the money to her and asked, "I don't know how much you want to buy the goods, so I just borrowed 500 yuan. What are you planning to sell? Have you decided yet?"
Wang Youyou put the money away and said happily, "I plan to take 200 yuan of men's underwear and women's shorts to test the waters first. If they sell well, I'll add more."
Lu Xingfei nodded and respected her decision.
"Okay, let's do as you say. Where do you plan to set up your stall?"
"It's on the street across from the hospital entrance. I've learned that behind that street, there are several large factories with hundreds of female workers."
"Yes, behind it are the handbag factory, the textile factory, and the bakery. The bakery that Lao Zhang introduced you to, and the textile factory where Sanli works, are all over there."
"Xu Sanli is there too?"
Wang Youyou suddenly felt unwell. If Xu Sanli was nearby, wouldn't she run into Xu Sanli often?
Lu Xingfei heard her concerns and comforted her, "It's okay. Although Sanli doesn't get along with you, she won't cause trouble. Did you forget? Here is the fifty yuan she borrowed!"
"Yeah, okay!" Wang Youyou accepted it on the surface, but still had some concerns in her heart.
After agreeing on the purchase of the goods, Lu Xingfei began to feast on the food.
Whether it is pork or water spinach, Wang Youyou cooks them very deliciously.
Lu Xingfei had eaten all the food and porridge without realizing it.
Seeing him eating so heartily, Wang Youyou smiled sweetly.
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