"Which one is it, hind leg meat or front leg meat?" Ye Ju wrote something and showed it to the butcher.
Ye Ju was so beautiful that the butcher's voice became a little nervous as he pointed at the two kinds of meat in front of him: "These two kinds."
"Is there any difference? Why is the front leg meat more expensive?" Ye Ju asked again.
The butcher explained, "The meat from the front legs is more delicate because the pigs move more, with alternating fat and lean meat. It's perfect for stir-frying and stuffing, and has a tender texture. The meat from the hind legs is firmer and has a higher proportion of lean meat, because the pigs use it to support their bodies. It's perfect for stews and braised meat, and has a chewy texture."
"Give me 2 pounds of front leg meat, one pound minced and one pound sliced." Ye Ju wrote.
"Okay." The butcher did it quickly.
After finishing, Ye Ju put the meat in the cart, and the two of them went to buy tofu, bean paste, pasta and fermented black beans.
Yeju oranges are basically carefully selected and prices are carefully compared before purchase.
Arriving at the fermented black beans area, Ye Ju was sorting through two bottles of fermented black beans, Lao Gan Ma flavored water fermented black beans for 5.58 yuan and Yangjiang fermented black beans for 5 yuan.
Arriving here, Lin An finally discovered what Ye Ju was doing. He was managing the household carefully, and with a bit of a smile on his face, he wrote, "I don't need this little money. I can just buy whichever one is of better quality."
Thanks to the system and Li Baiwei's boyfriend-hiring fee, he can be more generous in front of girls.
"Money is very important in modern society," Ye Ju wrote slowly. "Every penny needs to be used prudently. Rent, house purchase, marriage contributions, medical care, there are many other places where we will need money in the future."
"It smells a bit like my mother, no, it should be the smell of a good housewife."
Lin An rested his head on Ye Ju's shoulder and wrote in front of her eyes: "You decide everything."
If the two get married, he can rest assured and leave all the household affairs to Ye Ju.
Ye Ju nodded and continued to carefully select the ingredients. It took him half an hour to buy all the materials.
Lin An and Ye Ju went to the cashier to pay.
The cashier was an elderly lady. Seeing Ye Ju, she smiled lovingly, "What a beautiful girl! Is she your girlfriend?"
Ye Ju, who has always been very quiet, appears to be very well-behaved and seems to be very popular with the older aunt.
Lin An smiled and said, "She's from my family, but she's not my girlfriend. However, our relationship is closer than that of a girlfriend."
"That's my wife. You two seem to have gotten married and started living together since you were just college students. You really are a nice couple."
Lin An did not argue. After paying the bill, he walked home hand in hand with Ye Ju.
When I walked to the school gate, there were many passers-by around. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making people nearby shiver.
There was no coldness between the two people holding hands.
"You sit here and play games, and I'll cook dinner."
When they returned home, Lin An was about to wash the ingredients. Ye Ju pushed Lin An down on the sofa and wrote something on him.
There was fire and knives in the kitchen. How could Lin An feel at ease letting Ye Ju stay in the kitchen alone? He was about to take their notebooks and write.
Ye Ju shook his head, with great determination in his eyes: "Leave it to me, no problem."
"Okay." Lin An was convinced.
He took out his cell phone and entered the exciting battlefield. On the surface, he seemed to be focused on winning the game, but in fact, his attention was always on Ye Ju in the kitchen.
Ye Ju put on his usual apron, his eyes still as clear and calm as water. He took out the ingredients and began to wash them, while heating the water for cooking pasta. Everything seemed meticulous and organized.
Seeing that Ye Ju was not like Jian Shuier who would cause a kitchen explosion, Lin An felt relieved to let her handle the cooking.
However, from the perspective behind, Ye Ju, who was busy in the kitchen, looked beautiful no matter how you looked at her.
Whose little cook is so beautiful?
My home.
Lin An asked himself and answered himself, unconsciously revealing a proud smile.
…
In half an hour, spaghetti bolognese, mapo tofu and fried eggplant with meat were ready.
Ye Ju brought it out and placed it on the table.
Lin An looked over and saw that the spaghetti with meat sauce was dark red, probably because too much tomato sauce was added.
There is white powder in the Mapo Tofu, which is probably because the sauce was not thickened at the right temperature.
The stir-fried eggplant and meat seemed a little burnt, with obvious burnt parts visible. It didn't look appetizing at first glance.
but.
Lin An's eyes lit up as he wrote, "Ye Ju, you can cook 80% of the way through, far better than most ordinary people. You're amazing."
A slight confusion flashed in Ye Ju's eyes: "But I clearly followed the recipe exactly, why is the dish different from the one in the picture?"
"Your cooking skills will improve slowly, let's eat first."
Lin An took a bite of the fried eggplant with meat. It had a soft texture and just the right amount of salt. The taste was just so-so, but Lin An gave it a thumbs up: "Delicious!"
Ye Ju also took a bite of the fried eggplant and frowned slightly: "Not very tasty?"
"Why? I think it's delicious." Lin An scooped a mouthful of Mapo Tofu into his mouth and swallowed it with great taste.
"It's not as delicious as what you cook. I can feel it." A serious look flashed in Ye Ju's eyes.
"Taste is secondary." Lin An smiled and wrote: "For boys, it doesn't matter how it looks or tastes, as long as a girl cooks a lot of food for him, he will feel very happy!
"is that so?"
"That's right. I'm very happy now."
"But!" Ye Ju thought of something, and a slight apology appeared on his face: "I seem to have forgotten to cook rice. Can I use pasta as the main course?"
"What?" Lin An was shocked.
He can accept bad food, but he cannot accept the absence of white rice and carbohydrates, the source of life.
"You only cared about making the dish according to the recipe and forgot about the white rice which is not on the recipe. I will pay attention next time." Ye Ju stuck out her little pink tongue.
"It's okay, next time I can cook and you can do the dishes."
Lin An was chatting with Ye Ju and reluctantly had pasta as their main meal.
…
After lunch, Lin An was about to clean up the dishes and wash them.
Ye Ju stood up and wrote: "Leave the dishes to me, you continue playing games."
"No, absolutely not." Lin An wrote firmly: "One person cooks and the other person washes the dishes. This is my principle."
Ye Ju glanced at Lin An and wrote, "I'll put on your apron and roll up your sleeves."
After writing, Ye Ju walked up to him, reached out to his sleeves, and folded them up carefully and gently.
Ye Ju was very focused on what she was doing. She didn't care that a few strands of black hair on her forehead slipped down to her cheeks because of the movements of her hands.
Lin Anshen used his index finger to gather up the strands of black hair and gently pushed them behind his ear. Ye Ju gave him an ordinary smile.
Looking at Ye Ju, who was smiling and rolling up her sleeves right in front of him, another thought flashed through Lin An's mind:
The orange trees in my house are so beautiful.
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