Chapter 52:
When Zhou Yanzhi came in from outside, he saw his own child, who was wearing a loose white sweater on the upper body, plaid casual fleece pants on the lower body, a little yellow duck apron around his neck, and anti-fouling sleeves of the same color on his sleeves. He was busy in the kitchen with his back to the restaurant.
The dining table was already laden with prepared food. There were golden fried fish, sweet and sour pork; the perfect red spicy diced chicken and mao xu wang; crispy, tender, sauce-colored grilled beef skewers and grilled chicken wings; corn and pork rib soup, braised lion's head, cold-mixed pork head, spicy stir-fried pork liver, fish fillet with pork intestines, hot and sour pig's trotters, dry-pot fish, dry-pot shrimp, steamed fish... plus some vegetarian dishes, a total of twenty dishes.
Zhou Yanzhi closed his eyes, his usually serious and indifferent expression gradually melting away. He put his coat on a chair and walked into the kitchen.
"Baby, is there anything you haven't finished? Do you need help?" Zhou Yanzhi hugged the child from behind.
Xiao Yu was quickly frying hot and sour potato shreds, his mouth watering over the delicious-looking shredded potatoes with red and green peppers. Suddenly, someone called out "baby," startling him. He quickly turned off the heat and turned around, "No need, I've already done it."
"Rice for dinner?" Zhou Yanzhi glanced at the lit rice cooker. "Yesterday's shredded radish fried rice was delicious."
Xiao Yu picked up the plate on the side and quickly served the food: "It's porridge. However, I made pot cakes and flatbreads. This time I used lard to bake them, and they taste pretty good." Speaking of this, Xiao Yu had to admire himself.
In his past and present lives, he had seen his mother make many steamed buns, dumplings and pot cakes, but he only knew how to make them and knew the steps, but had never tried it.
Unexpectedly, during one of his outings, in order to satisfy his appetite, he actually taught himself how to make 'authentic' steamed buns, steamed bread and steamed buns that suit his taste.
"Then I must try it." Zhou Yanzhi said, taking the plate from Xiao Yu's hand.
Xiao Yu followed suit, grabbing the chopsticks and a bowl. Zhou Yanzhi put down the shredded potatoes and turned back to take out the Luomo that had been kept warm in the pan.
The golden and slightly crispy Luomo is cut open with a wooden knife, revealing a firm and soft interior. Add to that the aroma of burnt pork, and the mere smell of it makes you crave it.
Xiao Yu put away the dishes and chopsticks, then went to get the rice cooker.
"Porridge, would you like it thinner or dryer?"
"Let's make it thinner." Zhou Yanzhi sat down opposite Xiao Yu and used chopsticks to put a piece of Luomo on Xiao Yu's plate.
Xiao Yu opened the rice cooker and carefully served Zhou Yanzhi a little soft and sticky rice and more rice oil soup. He loved to cook porridge like this.
When you drink this kind of porridge, your mouth is filled with the sweetness of rice.
After serving the meal and sitting down, Xiao Yu felt embarrassed when he saw the table was almost full of dishes. He didn't know what was wrong with him recently, but he kept thinking about food all day long. If he dreamed about it, he would be unable to sleep.
But many times, he would want to eat it very much the previous second, but when it was ready, he didn’t want to eat it anymore.
Just like now, before he made the fried fish, he really, really wanted to eat it, and he wanted to eat it so much that he was going crazy. But now, just looking at the fried sweet and sour pork and fish made him feel sick and want to vomit.
During their three months abroad with Zhou Yanzhi, they changed their accommodations more than ten times a month. Every place had its own chef, so naturally, the cuisine in each place was different.
Logically speaking, a local dog like him would not be unable to adapt.
But in the past month, he felt sick whenever he ate the food made by the chefs. He could even taste the chefs' cooking process and the flaws in the ingredients.
Only when he did it himself did he feel better.
Zhou Yanzhi said that he might be suffering from acclimatization and homesickness. So, every time he arrived at a place, he would prepare a lot of food and cook whatever he wanted to eat.
As for not being able to finish eating...
Xiao Yu looked at Zhou Yanzhi. Although he cooked a wide variety of dishes, he always used small amounts, so there was almost no leftovers. If Su Lin came over, the plates, bowls, and pots would basically be empty.
Su Lin said that both Zhou Yanzhi and he practiced martial arts, so their appetites would be larger than normal people.
"This pancake is delicious." Zhou Yanzhi said, "Thank you for your hard work, baby."
Xiao Yu: ...
Xiao Yu lowered his head and took a big gulp of rice porridge. Then he quickly picked up a piece of hot and sour pig's trotter and ate it happily. Mm, it was chewy and bouncy, delicious. As for what Zhou Yanzhi called him, he couldn't hear it.
He couldn't understand why this guy, who was a cold and devilish figure when he went out, loved to call him all kinds of nicknames whenever they were alone.
Xiao Yu felt that the other party was deliberately teasing him because every time the other party changed his nickname, he would feel shy for a long time, especially in bed.
"The fish fillet is also very fresh." Zhou Yanzhi picked up a piece of fish fillet with golden soup and fat intestines for Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu looked at the extra fish fillets in the bowl in silence. It was not that he could not eat the fish fillets, but that the other party was hooking his leg with his foot.
"Damn it!" Xiao Yu cursed in his heart. This guy knew that he couldn't stand being teased and would get shy the moment he was teased, so why couldn't he be more serious?
Does Xiao Yu look like a dishonest person?
Ever since he came out, Xiao Yu had noticed that Zhou Yanzhi was playing the game of raising a C, and he was the one being raised. It was just that the other party was doing it very secretly, so he didn't mind it.
However, as an online writer who enjoys YY, he admits that he's not very serious mentally, but he's really only comfortable with YY in his mind! If it were in real life, he'd be scared! He only has the desire, not the courage!
Zhou Yanzhi enjoyed the delicious food prepared by the children carefully. Looking at the children's ears and faces that quickly turned red, he felt that tonight's meal was more delicious than yesterday's.
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