"Oh no, my mom must have made another culinary disaster in the kitchen." Fang Ke slapped her forehead, suddenly feeling somewhat glad that she had wisely eaten out before coming back.
Qiao Qiqi walked into the house with a smile, put her things on the sofa, and immediately went into the kitchen. "Aunt Fang, what delicious food are you making?"
When Fang's mother saw Qiao Qiqi return, she was overjoyed, as if she had seen a savior. But then she became somewhat embarrassed, "I thought the eggplant you made yesterday was delicious, so I was planning to make some with your uncle tonight, but..."
The result, needless to say, is already laid out before us.
Qiao Qiqi washed her hands, took the spatula, and broke off a small piece of eggplant to taste. Seeing that it was a bit salty, she immediately had a solution. "It's okay, it's just a little salty. Let's just make it into braised eggplant. It's delicious and goes well with rice."
"Can it be salvaged? That would be wonderful!"
Fang's mother originally thought the whole pot of food was ruined, but when she heard Qiao Qiqi say that it could be salvaged, she immediately became excited.
Qiao Qiqi immediately went to find the sauce, and then scooped out some of the lard she had left over from the day before yesterday. While trying to salvage the situation, she said, "You have to use a lot of oil to make eggplant fragrant, because eggplant absorbs oil. If you use too little oil, it will be absorbed directly, and the eggplant won't be fragrant."
"Oh, I see!" Fang's mother said, indicating that she had learned something.
Qiao Qiqi then taught her a little more, "Also, when cooking eggplant, you can add some oil rendered from fatty pork. It's more fragrant than soybean oil and will make the dish taste even better."
As the two seasonings were added to the pot, the aroma in the kitchen quickly changed, with fragrances and soy sauce aromas gradually emanating from the pot.
"Wow, Qiqi, you're amazing! You made that awful smell smell good!"
Qiao Qiqi was both amused and exasperated.
Because she was making braised eggplant, she had to add sauce, which would make the dish even saltier. So Qiao Qiqi quickly added two potatoes. To make the potatoes cook faster, she cut them into strips, boiled them for 10 minutes, threw in half a bowl of chopped green onions, stirred them a couple of times, and it was ready to serve.
The rice is ready now.
While Fang's mother was taking the food out, Qiao Qiqi quickly made two more bowls of egg drop soup, making it another delicious meal.
Fang Ke couldn't stop smiling as she saw the grateful look her father gave Qiao Qiqi.
"Qiqi, you saved my father's life today, you are his savior."
Upon hearing this, Fang's mother immediately became displeased, "I'm not that bad, okay? I just put in a little too much salt."
"Yes, yes, you must have only put in a little too much, otherwise this dish would already be in the trash." Fang Ke said with a teasing look.
Mother Fang's lips twitched, thinking to herself: How did I give birth to such a shrewish daughter? Is she really my own child?
The outcome was, of course, without a doubt.
"By the way, Qiqi, your uncle has booked a table outside for lunch tomorrow. We're going out to eat, so remember not to buy any groceries."
Qiao Qiqi has been here for four or five days, and everyone has been at work. Although they could have cooked a sumptuous meal at home to entertain her, Fang's mother's cooking skills were simply not up to par, so whenever guests came, Fang's father would book a table outside.
"Okay." Qiao Qiqi nodded, and as she sat down to watch TV, she asked Fang Ke in a low voice, "Are there any people coming to the house? Is it convenient for me to be there? If it's not convenient, I won't go."
"puff……"
Fang Ke spat out a mouthful of water, then laughed when she met Qiao Qiqi's bewildered gaze. "The guest my parents are going to entertain is you. You didn't think there was anyone else, did you?"
Qiao Qiqi was stunned: "..."
Seeing that Mr. and Mrs. Fang had booked a table outside to entertain her, she immediately became restless and was about to get up to ask Mr. Fang to cancel it.
Why spend this money!
What a waste!
Fang Ke could see what she was thinking and immediately grabbed her. "I advise you not to go. My parents prepared this meal to thank you for your hard work cooking every day. If you go and eat, they will feel more at ease eating your cooking in the future. But if you don't go, they will feel like they owe you too much."
Qiao Qiqi: "..."
Although she knew Fang Ke was right, Qiao Qiqi still felt bad about spending the money.
"Alright, you don't need to save money for them. It's just the cost of a meal; they can afford it," Fang Ke advised again, finally dissuading Qiao Qiqi from the idea.
Because they had spent too long shopping that day, Qiao Qiqi and Fang Ke did not go out the next morning.
The group did a thorough cleaning at home, and then drove to the restaurant.
When they arrived, Qiao Qiqi realized they had come to the Beijing Hotel!
Qiao Qiqi never expected that the place Fang's father had booked for dinner would be here!
You should know that this is where national leaders dine!
Even in the 21st century, she had never eaten here. Seeing that she had the good fortune to eat here after transmigrating to the 70s, Qiao Qiqi instantly felt proud and honored!
My sleeve was suddenly tugged.
Qiao Qiqi looked down and saw Xin Xin frowning at her, her legs tightly pressed together, looking uncomfortable.
Qiao Qiqi immediately understood and asked Fang Ke, "Do you know where the restroom is? Xin Xin needs to go to the toilet."
Fang Ke quickly told Fang's parents, and then led them to the restroom.
When the three returned to the private room, Mr. Fang had already ordered four dishes, and the remaining four were waiting for the three to come back and order.
"Qiqi, is there anything you want to eat? You order two, and I'll order two, okay?" Fang Ke looked through the menu, ordered the two things he wanted first, and then handed the menu to her.
Qiao Qiqi didn't make a fuss and ordered a meat dish and a vegetable dish.
Fang's mother and father looked at it and nodded in satisfaction.
They liked the girl's unpretentious personality; she wouldn't refuse to do anything, which would seem petty. Her generous and open-minded nature made people feel comfortable.
After the food was served, Mr. Fang raised his juice glass and said, “Miss Qiao, I’ve been wanting to treat you to a nice meal for the past few days, but my wife and I have been so busy with work that we only had time today. I’m so sorry. Please don’t stand on ceremony. Eat whatever you like today, and don’t be shy.”
Qiao Qiqi held up her juice. "Thank you for your hospitality, Uncle. You've gone to so much trouble."
"I'm glad you like it. Since you came, we've had so much less to worry about. We should thank you, no matter what." Fang's mother also raised her juice.
Fang Ke's arm was getting sore from holding the cup, and she couldn't help but complain, "Let's not be polite, let's eat quickly, I'm starving."
"You child..." Fang's mother gave her a reproachful look, but didn't say anything more. The three of them drank the juice and began to eat formally.
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