Is this... is this still my grandfather who couldn't even finish a bowl of porridge?
at the same time.
Cao Yingwu returned home.
"Hey honey, why did you buy so much food?"
Wearing an apron, Zhang Li looked at the braised food and stir-fried dishes on the table with a puzzled expression.
"I finally managed to go on a long trip, so I thought I'd bring something back with me, otherwise I'd be at a loss."
Cao Yingwu took a sip of tea and slumped onto the sofa.
He was exhausted after a long day of travel.
Looking at his wife, Zhang Li, peeling potatoes at the sink in the kitchen, he said:
"Honey, you don't need to cook today. I brought some food with me; you can just heat it up."
"vegetable?"
Zhang Li was a little confused at first, but when she thought of the black plastic bag that Cao Yingwu brought back, she immediately understood.
"Okay." Zhang Li said while unpacking the bag, "Don't be so wasteful next time, things at tourist attractions are so expensive!"
Five minutes later.
The coconut chicken and Mapo tofu are ready to be heated.
Looking at the two fragrant dishes, Zhang Li smiled and said:
"Did you really buy this from the stall?"
"The quality of this coconut chicken is no worse than the ones we ate in the shopping district last time that cost four or five hundred yuan."
Cao Yingwu nodded confidently, and while serving Zhang Li some food, he said:
"Yes, the owner is a great cook, and he's handsome and kind. I told him about my idea of opening a shop, and he gave me a lot of advice."
"I asked him a lot of cooking tips, and he answered them all enthusiastically."
"Really?" Zhang Li smiled slightly and said, "With this brother's help, your catering business will be much smoother."
"Yes, he is the only guide I have in my long and uncertain life!"
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