When you come to the island, how can you not eat the seafood in sauce?
Whether it is the seafood market in Yunnan Province or Beijing City, the seafood is not as fresh as the one in the place of origin.
Lu Jiandang rubbed his hands and said impatiently, "Enough talk, let's show off our talents. I'm waiting for your seafood feast. I'm skipping lunch, I've left my stomach empty so I can taste your cooking. If it's not good, I'll give you a bad review."
Lu Li was very confident: "How can I not do it well? If you have hands, you can fry it. Wait, I'll go clean up first."
Wash the seafood first and then marinate it, otherwise it will have a fishy smell and affect the taste.
He was very familiar with these processes. He had learned a lot from following Jiang Yan.
Lu Yan, the elder brother, was too embarrassed to sit still, so he handed Manman to Hu Xueer and squatted with Lu Li, washing the oysters with a bamboo brush.
The big ones are used for roasting, and the small ones are used for making garlic vermicelli.
In the past, people were reluctant to add oil or water, so the food became bland or difficult to swallow.
After seeing how Jiang Yan cooked it, they also learned how to eat it. The family didn’t need that much, so why should they save money?
Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink. Don’t let anyone down, not your own stomach.
In the yard, the women were also busy helping out. It was impossible for him to do it alone.
If several families are added together, that would be quite a few.
This time, Lu Li was the head chef and Jiang Yan cooked on a small stove. What Lu Xiao liked most was Jiang Yan's cooking skills.
Even if Lu Li’s cooking is not bad, it is not as authentic as Jiang Yan’s. She is the real top chef.
Mi Li has been surrounding Jiang Yan, waiting for her to take the spoon. She praised sweetly, "Mom, I'm so happy to eat the food you cooked today! My mom is so amazing! No one else's cooking is as delicious as yours."
Fantuan's teeth ached when he heard this. He held his face in his hands and said, "We were born from the same mother, but you have all the emotional and eloquent skills. I'll help mom pass the plate."
Rice cakes also rushed to get in, fearing that they would be left behind.
"Then I'll help mom serve the dishes. I can also scoop out the rice."
When children grow up, they will do things within their ability. If they really sit and wait for her to feed them like other children, they will be slapped.
No matter how much you spoil a child, you still need to educate him. Jiang Yan hates impolite kids.
Jiang Yan patted their heads with a gentle look: "Okay, you are all my little helpers. I will rely on you in a while."
The three kids said in unison: "Great, let's cook together with mommy."
The sound of Jiang Yan cutting side dishes could soon be heard in the room. He was very skilled with the knife and did not need to watch before cutting.
Mi Li, on the other hand, was terrified, afraid that he would cut his hand, and said nervously: "Mom, you cut the vegetables first, we will go out, be careful not to cut your hand."
Jiang Yan chuckled: "Go play, mom won't cut her hand."
Well, since mom said so, then she should believe mom.
The three cubs rushed outside and joined up with the little ones in the compound to fight a tunnel war.
Rice ball is always the commander and rice cake is his military advisor. What's more, the two of them cooperate perfectly and defeat the enemy step by step.
Even though he was having so much fun, he didn't forget to come back and help Jiang Yan serve the dishes.
They were sweating all over from running, and Jiang Yan asked Lu Xiao to wash their hands and faces first. The three kids lined up consciously.
Guan Guan's feet were covered in mud, so Song Jingtian changed his shoes and brushed off the dirty ones, taking advantage of the good weather so they would dry quickly.
When it rains, the week becomes gloomy. Shoes left on the windowsill will get moldy because the island is so humid.
Three tables were set up for dinner: one for women, one for men, and one for children. The overwhelming aroma of the steaming seafood filled my nose; it was a delicacy no one could refuse.
After everyone sat down, Jiang Yan took out the rice wine that Aunt Hu brought and poured it for everyone. It was sweet with a slight smell of alcohol.
Song Jingtian drank two cups and went out for some fresh air, and suddenly felt dizzy.
Lu Li supported her and said jokingly, "This wine has a name, called Jian Feng Dao. My mother taught Aunt Hu to brew it. We didn't dare drink too much. You're too drunk. You just drank two cups. You'll have a headache tomorrow. Go back to the room and rest. I'll make you some sobering tea."
Song Jingtian leaned on his shoulder, very dependent, "Why didn't you remind me? Where's Guan Guan? Take good care of our son."
Lu Li tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek, just like a fox that had successfully stolen something, "Guan Guan is playing with Mi Li and the others, don't worry, Mi Li will take good care of her brother.
But you have become a little drunkard. If Can Can see you, he will laugh at you."
In Guan Guan's heart, Song Jingtian is omnipotent. If he sees Song Jingtian being weak, he will be shocked.
Song Jingtian's head was completely dazed.
Jiang Yan was also a little tipsy, but her body, which had been nourished by spiritual spring water for many years, could still withstand the effects of alcohol.
She watched Song Jingtian walk with her hands drawn, and narrowed her eyes. "I told you to drink less, but you didn't listen. The wine I brewed has a strong aftertaste."
Song Jingtian's temples were swollen, and she let out a breath, saying helplessly: "I didn't think it was sweet, it's not strong, I drank it, and I drank two cups."
Lu Li massaged her, and seeing that her expression relaxed, he went to make some sobering tea.
Otherwise, you will feel dizzy and have stomach discomfort tomorrow.
Anyone who has had a hangover will understand.
The others were drunk and talking with saliva flying everywhere, while the children were responsible for pouring water for the adults.
Lu Yan, Hu Xueer, Xu Zhixia, Song Jingfeng and others cleaned up the dishes, tables and chairs, opened the windows to let the smell of alcohol dissipate in the room.
Jiang Yan put a few pieces of coal in to prevent the charcoal fire from running out of fuel and getting cold.
People who feel hot and cold at the same time are most likely to catch a cold.
She poured out melon seeds and peanuts from the kang cabinet, placed them in a double happiness plate, and placed it on a bench, allowing them to eat the melon seeds while chatting.
The older generation hadn't seen each other for almost a year, and they were talking so much that they were almost dry-mouthed. I don't know what they were talking about, but Qin Huan slapped his thigh and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop.
Lu Xiao was peeling melon seeds for Jiang Yan. With him around, he did all the work.
If Jiang Yan had to do everything, why would she need a man? She would have kicked him away long ago.
A conscious man must put himself in his wife's shoes and be good to his wife, so that the family will get better and better. He is unwavering in this regard.
The group chatted until late at night before going home.
Jiang Yan lay on the bed, nestled in Lu Xiao's arms, and said happily: "Brother Lu, marrying you is so great."
She has space and countless supplies, so she won't be badly off marrying anyone, but her life won't be the same with everyone.
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