He Jing: "?"
Upon seeing her puzzled expression, He Zhou's handsome face immediately darkened: "You wouldn't actually be genuinely planning to cook for them, would you?"
He Jing laughed: "Otherwise what? Third Brother, guests are guests, and Aunt is our relative after all."
Oh……
relative.
What kind of relatives are they?
He Zhou's eyes were mocking, and he couldn't help but speak with a barbed tongue: "We're on your side, and you're playing the good guy!"
He Jing wasn't annoyed at all, and even nodded: "Well, if that's what you think, that's fine too. Move aside, I'll take the soup out so Auntie won't get impatient."
He Zhou glared at her angrily, clenched his fists, and endured it for a long time before finally letting her pass.
The last dish, a large soup, was served. The bright red seafood tofu soup immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even before tasting it, their mouths watered. It had a slightly sweet and sour flavor, and the steam rising in the air made them instantly intoxicated.
He Sui pointed to the white circles floating on the surface of the soup and asked, "He Jing, what are these?"
He Jing replied, "Squid rings."
He Sui immediately reached out with his chopsticks and put the squid rings into the bowl.
After a while, he felt it was inappropriate, so he took the squid rings out of the bowl and put them into He Yuan's bowl.
He Yuan was taken aback, then said in a mature and deep voice, "It's okay for you to eat."
He Sui chuckled: "It's rare for my brother to come back, and I haven't had a meal cooked by He Jing yet. I think I can have it later."
He Jing couldn't help but chuckle. He certainly knew how to curry favor. Now that he'd taken it out, he'd be pestering her to make it again tomorrow, so he could eat his fill...
Zhu Qian and Zhu Rui also wanted to eat, and couldn't wait for Qian Lizhen to call them any longer. They grabbed their spoons, scooped a big spoonful into their bowls, and drank it down eagerly.
Qian Lizhen felt a little embarrassed and said, "Jingjing, you've worked hard. Let's start eating."
He Jing seemed completely unconcerned about their impolite behavior and smiled, saying, "Yes, Auntie, please eat."
So, Qian Lizhen picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of the glutinous rice ball she had been eyeing for a long time, and put it in her mouth—
Oh my god!
How are these glutinous rice balls made? Why is the glutinous rice so sticky and the meat filling so tender? One bite and you feel like you're wandering in a glutinous rice garden.
He Sui also took a sip of seafood soup. The soup was so hot that his tongue was rolling around, but he couldn't bear to spit it out. He kept swallowing it, and even his throat was sore from the heat.
But he just felt good, as if he had fallen in love with this self-torture. He drank several more big gulps. Seeing how much he enjoyed eating, He Yuan was slightly moved and picked up a piece of braised pork. With a gentle bite, the braised pork turned into a soft, mushy thing between his teeth.
The rich sauce, mingling with the juices of the braised pork, burst forth, releasing an exquisite and overwhelming aroma. He felt as if he were standing on a high mountain peak, smelling the wildflowers of the wilderness and breathing in the fresh air. Behind him, his teammates, who had come on an adventure in the wild, were setting up a campfire and cutting off the most perfect pieces of pork belly from the wild boar they had hunted to cook. He heard the sizzling sound of oil and his teammates pouring soy sauce over the pork. At that moment, the entire mountain was filled with the rich aroma of meat.
fragrant.
It smells so good.
No wonder He Ning said that He Jing never misses a move; He Jing is simply amazing.
This was the best dish he had ever eaten. All the fatigue from eating and sleeping at the research institute these past few days vanished instantly under the deliciousness of this braised pork.
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