Chapter 69 Brother Fu is different
Fu Jingyouren turned and walked towards the front room. Lu Miao followed him curiously, "Isn't it ready? Aren't you going to serve it?"
"There are only vegetables, but no staple food... I brought some flour back yesterday. I'll put some noodles in the soup later and eat them together."
"Ah? Oh!"
Lu Miao responded slowly. When Fu Jingyou entered the room to scoop flour, she stood in the main room and looked around.
The roof of the Fu family's house had just been repaired and was no longer light-transmitting and leaking air and rain. Because of this, when the door was normally bolted, even though there was a small window above the door, the room was still very dark.
Although there aren't many things around the room, all the various ornaments are old-fashioned, which creates a nice atmosphere. Moreover, in the dim environment, with the gentle breeze blowing, there is a sense of Chinese horror.
Lu Miao shivered and exclaimed "Huh", rubbing his arms and backing away repeatedly. Without saying goodbye, he turned back to the kitchen and climbed onto the recliner to lie down again, pretending to be calm.
She wasn't really afraid of anything supernatural, but in certain or unfamiliar situations, she was always afraid of sudden and startling things, and she always felt that if she encountered them, her heart would not be able to bear it.
Fu Jingyou came back soon. The water in the back pot had already heated up. He put the steaming tray on the table and placed the crabs on it. He threw in two or three slices of ginger and closed the lid.
He turned around, picked up the gourd ladle and scooped half a ladle of water, then slowly dripped the water into the large bowl filled with flour while slowly shaking the bowl.
Lu Miao leaned his face against his arm, lying crookedly on the recliner looking at Fu Jingyou.
Whether it was cooking or his demeanor, he had become very skilled, completely unlike the flustered and forced calmness he had experienced the first time.
In the family where Lu Miao grew up, perhaps because of his wealthy birth conditions, or perhaps because he once held a leading position in a certain industry and region, his brothers and elders usually look amiable, but in fact, they still have a sense of male chauvinism in their bones.
It can only be said one-sidedly that when living conditions are better and material conditions are more abundant, money can solve problems, and all other potential contradictions will not surface, so they will not be obvious...
But then again, after living together for more than ten years, Lu Miao always realized something.
Seeing Fu Jingyou busy, Lu Miao couldn't help but compare the two. However, the more she compared, the more she felt that Fu Jingyou was special, and the more curious she became about Fu Jingyou.
Forget about the work in the fields, how many men are willing to do things like those in the kitchen?
Curious, Lu Miao asked:
"Hey Fu Jingyou, I always ask for this and that, and I ask you to do everything. Don't you feel annoyed? Don't you think it's unfair?"
"What's the matter with that..."
Fu Jingyou's movements were half a beat slower, as if he had considered it carefully. He spoke in a deep and slow voice, not caring at all:
"I do these things when you are here, and I do them when you are not here. This is my home... I, I always know better than you."
"Besides, although it's not good to tell others about our meal together, we can all benefit from it. Isn't that great?"
Lu Miao held his chin with both hands and asked in doubt, "Is that so?"
The more he explained, the more Lu Miao felt that there was doubt in his words.
Fu Jingyou's jawline was tense, hiding his unusual heartbeat. "If it's not like this, what else could it be?"
This question stumped Lu Miao.
The kitchen fell silent for a moment, and Lu Miao ended the conversation by waving his hand. "Okay, I'll trust you this time."
Fu Jingyou let out a sigh of relief and his expression returned to normal.
He poured the shaken dough into the front pot, turned to Lu Miao and said:
"Okay, I'll go move the table, you get ready to eat."
"Huh? So soon? I need to wash my hands first!"
"Then I'll go get some water."
“Hmm~!”
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and after being scorched by the high temperature outside for a whole morning, Lu Miao didn't have much of an appetite, but he couldn't resist the fish soup noodles made by Fu Jingyou.
Compared with the yellow croaker tofu soup I had before, apart from the similarity on the surface, there is no similarity in taste, but it is also very delicious.
It's slightly spicy and slightly numb, the fish is tender and smooth, and the noodle dumplings are soft, chewy and a little chewy. A sip of the thick soup contains half a mouthful of noodle dumplings. After chewing it, swallow it into your stomach. It feels so refreshing.
Apart from the noodles he had at the state-owned restaurant, these were the only two fine grains that made Lu Miao feel comfortable and satisfied after eating them.
“It’s so delicious!”
After finishing a big bowl of fish soup noodles, the crabs in the pot were ready.
Fu Jingyou opened the lid of the pot and saw that the crabs on the steaming plate were orange-red and cooked thoroughly.
He brought a plate and picked up all the crabs into the plate despite the heat. He put the plate on the table and heard Lu Miao happily ask:
"Fu Jingyou, can you eat crab? Have you ever eaten it before?"
"No, no one on the team eats this."
Fu Jingyou answered honestly, and Lu Miao smiled even brighter. "It's okay, I'll teach you...hiss, it's so hot!"
The crabs were caught by ourselves. Unlike the hairy crabs sold in other places, they are not tied with ropes. Even after being steamed, they still have their big claws raised in a mess.
Lu Miao was about to grab one, but within a moment she was so burned that she pulled her hand back. She subconsciously pinched her earlobe, but continued to laugh enthusiastically:
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to eat, I'll teach you!"
As she spoke, she picked up a big crab, held the crab legs, and placed one directly in front of Fu Jingyou, and then took another one in front of herself.
Then his eyes lit up, and every time he broke off a crab leg, he looked up at Fu Jingyou.
Fu Jingyou was hesitant at first, but in the end he couldn't resist her expectant gaze and started to break off the crab legs one by one...
Lu Miao used his side teeth to gently bite out the meat from the crab legs, and used chopsticks to scrape the shell on the back of the crab twice, letting the crab roe stuck on it directly into his mouth.
The body part is even simpler and more straightforward. Remove the cheeks and mouth, suck out most of the crab roe in one gulp, and then break the crab body in half. It doesn't take much effort. Just suck hard and you can get a mouthful of crab meat.
Freshwater crabs have their own way of cooking, and saltwater crabs have their own way of cooking. Unlike fish, it is not easy to find a substitute for their taste.
Lu Miao has repeatedly felt that among all the foods he has eaten, the freshness of crabs has always been irreplaceable.
There are two ways to eat crabs: delicate and refined. Lu Miao was too impatient, so his way of eating was not only simple and rough, but also crude.
But even so, Fu Jingyou still found it difficult to eat crabs. After barely finishing one crab, he would never touch the second one.
Lu Miao coquettishly urged him to eat another one, but he shook his head like a rattle:
"It's all shells, there's not enough meat to fill my teeth, I'd rather eat fish."
As he spoke, his slender hand stretched out, scooped up the remaining half of the yellow croaker in the bowl of soup and put it into the bowl. After sucking up the soup on the surface with a "sizzling" sound, he sucked off the snow-white fish meat embedded in the fish bones in one gulp.
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