Chapter 280 Can You Still Eat It?
"Really, really, my husband will never lie to you."
Seeing that Shen Yanming didn't look like he was lying, Bi Qiaoan nodded and pushed him away, and then saw the yam, black fungus, celery, lily, shrimp, and stir-fried oyster mushrooms on the operating table.
"That's not right. How did you manage to have both snacks and meals?" Bi Qiaoan asked, pointing at the delicious meals.
Shen Yanming touched his nose and said, “I’ve had the idea of making snacks for a long time. Many of the raw materials have been processed and placed in the storage area. The pastries I made last night were baked with ready-made ingredients, so the speed was very fast.
As for today's, haha, I just prepared the ingredients, so they can be used. The glutinous rice balls and spring rolls that I just put away are all fried directly from the frozen ones. I just need to keep an eye on the oil pan, and it won't affect the preparation of dinner at all."
"Oh, so that's how it is." There were indeed several basins on the operating table, with mung beans and red beans soaked in them.
"That's not right. When did you prepare the materials? How come I don't know?"
"It was when I was making bread and beef cubes last time. You were sleeping and didn't notice it. I didn't have time to make it, so I put the raw materials into the storage area first."
Bi Qiaoan nodded, it seemed that she had been stupid for three years since her pregnancy.
Shen Yanming smiled and scratched her nose, "Let's not talk about this anymore, hurry up and eat, otherwise the food will get cold soon."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm a little hungry indeed."
Bi Qiaoan helped carry the dishes to the dining room and started eating with Shen Yanming. The food tonight was a bit light and Bi Qiaoan didn't have much of an appetite.
However, she still ate until she was 70% full.
When Shen Yanming saw Bi Qiaoan put down his chopsticks and looked at him eagerly, he had no choice but to take out two pieces of mung bean cake and egg yolk crisps made yesterday from the space, handed them to Bi Qiaoan and asked, "Can you still eat more?"
"Yes, I think I can eat four mung bean cakes and four egg yolk cakes!"
"Sometimes feelings can go wrong. Eat first. If you want more after you finish, I'll get it for you."
Seeing Shen Yanming say this, Bi Qiaoan didn't insist anymore, picked up the small spoon on the table and started eating.
I don't know where she learned this bad habit. She could just pick it up with her hands, but she insisted on using a spoon to dig it out bit by bit.
After eating two pieces of cake, Bi Qiaoan felt a little full. He looked at Shen Yanming embarrassedly and stopped eating.
Shen Yanming didn't point it out, he smiled and got up to clean up the dishes, but as soon as he entered the kitchen he heard the doorbell ring.
Who could it be at this point?
Shen Yanming walked back to the living room and looked out through the peephole. It turned out to be an acquaintance.
"Hey, Old Shen, is there any food? I'm starving!" As soon as I opened the door, I heard Zhang Heping's voice shouting that he was hungry.
"If you had come five minutes earlier you could have had a ready meal. You just finished eating and the plates and bowls haven't been washed yet."
"What should I do? I have nothing at home. You can't let me go back and starve. Can you please be kind enough to cook me a bowl of instant noodles?" Zhang Heping walked into the restaurant and sat opposite Bi Qiaoan. He was determined not to leave until he was full.
Chen Yan understood Zhang Heping at a glance, "Instant noodles are not healthy, wait a minute, I'll make them for you!"
Zhang Heping was delighted when he heard this, and he clasped his hands together and bowed to Shen Yanming, "Thank you, brother!"
Shen Yanming thought about it and realized that there were some soaked black fungus in the kitchen. He could make some scrambled eggs with black fungus, which would be quick and tasty. He could also make some mushrooms and rapeseed. He already had all these ingredients at home.
But I can’t cook meat for him today, because apparently his family has run out of meat.
Shen Yanming went into the vegetable room, picked a handful of rapeseed, plucked a few mushrooms, and returned to the kitchen.
Bi Qiaoan grabbed a small plate of dried fruits for Zhang Heping, poured a cup of hot water, then went into the storage room and took out the dried meat from Zhang Heping's house.
"Here, all of them are yours. My Yanming took a long time to make them. You should enjoy them."
Zhang Heping looked at the vacuum-packed packages of dried meat and asked in disbelief, "Old Shen made this? Does he have the skill to do this?"
Bi Qiaoan was a little proud, "Of course not, my Yanming has mastered this skill, making meat jerky is easy for him."
"I don't believe it!" Zhang Heping curled his lips, picked up a bag of dried meat, tore open the package and started eating.
In fact, it was not that he did not believe it, he just found an excuse to eat meat. During the time in the hospital, the diet was really too light, and Zhang Heping felt that his stomach was very lacking in oil and water.
But you have to say, Lao Shen’s cooking skills are pretty good. The dish is fragrant and spicy. The only drawback is that it’s a bit dry.
Bi Qiaoan watched Zhang Heping stuff one cigarette after another into his mouth and said with a smile: "You may not admit it with your mouth, but your body is very honest!"
"Okay, okay, just admit that your Mr. Shen is a cooking god. It really affects my appetite for meat!" Zhang Heping said after swallowing the dried meat in his mouth.
"Just admit it. You should eat less. It will be gone after you finish it. Eat on an empty stomach later."
"Yeah, yeah, got it!" This time he admitted it verbally, but his body was dishonest because Zhang Heping kept putting the dried meat into his mouth.
Seeing this, Bi Qiaoan stopped trying to persuade him. After all, it was someone else's stuff, and he could eat it however he liked.
"The hospital is not busy now?" Bi Qiaoan asked.
Zhang Heping was immersed in the ocean of food and couldn't extricate himself. Seeing Bi Qiaoan waiting anxiously, he replied, "Let's talk about it when your old Shen comes."
Haha, I know you brothers have a good relationship, but you don’t have to treat yourselves like this!
Bi Qiaoan rolled her eyes, stood up and sat back on the sofa, ignoring him and going online to check Weibo.
The keyword of Weibo today is: Is your home warm?
Seeing this, Bi Qiaoan remembered that before going out this morning, she and Shen Yanming heard a gurgling sound in the heating pipe.
Bi Qiaoan touched the valve and found it was a little warm. It seemed that heating would be available soon.
Then I sat back on the sofa and watched the residents of Beiha and Simon pack their bags online.
For them, even though they were only going out to avoid the cold for three or four months, they had to bring a lot of things with them.
What about spare clothes, bed sheets, quilt covers, pots and pans, vegetables, eggs, meat and food? Oh my, I really want to take all my belongings over there!
In comparison, residents who own cars are better off. They can fit as much as they can in their cars. If they need something and can't buy it, they can just drive back and get it in a day or two.
But those who don't have a car are in trouble. Although the Qinghe Guard will take them to the receiving city for free, since they can only drive buses and large trucks, the types and quantities of luggage they can bring are limited.
So, you have to simplify and simplify again, and only bring enough food, two sets of clothes, and at most some toiletries, and that's enough.
And even though the luggage was marked with names and numbers when it was packed into the truck, they were still afraid of getting it mixed up or lost.
So, even though it was only a few hours' drive, everyone was still a little nervous.
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