Chapter 217: New Year's Eve Dinner

Qin Yelan turned his head to look at his butt in disbelief, and then looked at Qin Qiu in even more disbelief.

Qin Zhuan acted as if nothing had happened, not realizing that he had done anything to ruin his image. He was playing with a firecracker in his slender hands nonchalantly.

"Didn't they say that the firecrackers I took apart were louder?"

Having said that, he took advantage of the moment when Qin Yelan hadn't reacted and smashed the firecracker in his hand onto Qin Yelan's butt with great speed and accuracy.

“Bang!”

"Does it ring?"

Qin Yelan: “…”

Qin Yeyan yelled at the top of his lungs: "Uncle!"

Then he quickly ran into the kitchen and complained to Qin Yanchuan, "Uncle, my brother actually blew my butt with a firecracker!"

"Please give me some advice, uncle!"

Qin Yanchuan was concentrating on the rock sugar boiling in the pot and had no time to pay attention to his nephew.

Qin Yelan then turned his attention to Shi Yang, who was washing fruit nearby. "Auntie, please give me your opinion on this."

Shi Yang put a washed strawberry into his mouth, chewed it, glanced at Qin Yelan, and chewed it again.

"Brother Qin Zhuo would not bully others for no reason. If he did this, it must be your fault."

"Uncle Qin, are you right?"

Qin Yanchuan nodded halfheartedly, "Yes."

Qin Yelan: “…”

Shi Yang stuffed the washed fruits into Qin Ye'an's hands, "Okay, okay, take the strawberries and hawthorns, go out and share them with your brother."

Qin Yelan's complaint failed, but he didn't care and went out with a bunch of fruits.

He took a big bite of the hawthorn. It was so sour that his facial features were almost distorted, but he endured it.

"Brother, try this hawthorn, it's so sweet."

Qin Qi threw the firecrackers on the ground and did not fall for Qin Yelan's trick.

Just at this moment, Shi Huai came back from the pigpen.

Qin Yelan handed over a bright red hawthorn with a smile, "Brother Shi, try this hawthorn, it's very sweet."

"Really? Let me try it."

After Shi Huai finished speaking, he stuffed the hawthorn into his mouth and took a big bite without any precautions.

The result was that my teeth almost fell out from the sour taste.

He insisted on eating the whole hawthorn.

"You better keep your eyes open when you sleep tonight, kid!"

"Brother Shi, I'm going to the kitchen to help!"

From afternoon to evening, the kitchen was very busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

Qin Yanchuan made the candied haws, sugar-fried chestnuts and beef offal with radish that Shi Yang wanted to eat, and also made a few other dishes.

No moment of time spent learning from a home chef is wasted.

Shi Huai was in a good mood and showed off his cooking skills by cooking two dishes, but he also asked for help from off-site and made a video call to humbly ask Xu Yue for advice.

"Xiao Xu, how do you make the sugar color for this braised pork?"

"Oops, I put too much rock sugar!"

"Oops, it's burnt!"

"Forget it, even if it doesn't look good, it's edible."

Qin Yelan was eager to try it, so he rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, and went into the kitchen himself. He looked up the tutorial on the Internet and worked diligently for an hour.

A delicious and healthy vegetable salad is ready.

Half an hour was wasted on arranging the dishes and placing a flower.

Shi Huai walked over to take a look and sighed in his heart. It turned out that the taste of the rich young man was different from theirs.

"We're still eating lettuce leaves during Chinese New Year."

"You spent an hour just making these lettuce leaves. What are these? Morning glories?"

Qin Yeyan: "...roses."

Shi Huai: "This rose... ah, it's a real rose, very good."

Qin Yelan: “…Thank you.”

Now that Qin Yelan can cook, Shi Yang's self-confidence is overflowing, and he also wants to cook by himself.

Shi Huai has raised his younger brother for more than ten years, but he has never eaten his younger brother's cooking. He is still a little bit looking forward to it.

"What are you going to do? Do you need my help?"

Shi Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally uttered three words firmly: "Big spicy strips!"

Shi Huai's mouth twitched slightly, "I think you look like spicy noodles."

Shi Yang was determined to make spicy noodles, so he immediately searched for tutorials on the Internet.

The first step is to prepare spices: bay leaves, star anise, cumin, cardamom...

Step 2: Soak the spices in cool water.

Step 3: Prepare the spicy noodle seasoning: chili powder, pepper powder, cumin powder...

…

Why are there so many steps?

Where do we get so many ingredients at home? We have to take a tricycle to the town to buy them.

Forget it, you don’t have to eat this spicy strip, why make yourself unhappy?

The last step is the easiest: give up.

"Brother, I'd better make fried tomato and eggs. It's your favorite, right?"

Shi Huai nodded in agreement, so Shi Yang happily beat the eggs and cut the tomatoes, and finally the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were made into tomato and egg soup.

"Brother, you like tomato and egg soup the most, right?"

Shi Huai raised his hand and pinched his brows, "Ah, yes, yes."

Finally it was Qin Zhu's turn. He also participated in cooking two dishes. Compared with Qin Yelan and Shi Yang's cooking skills, Qin Zhu's was... about the same.

The first step was to slap the cucumber, and I almost slapped the cucumber away.

The second dish is blanched prawns. Simply put the fresh shrimps into water and boil them. After they are cooked, pick them out and put them on a plate. That’s it.

After it was cooked, I discovered that there was still a shrimp jumping in the corner, and it looked almost dead.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the kitchen worker can finally take a break after working for half a day.

There were dishes placed on the small dining table. Some looked good, while others looked like unidentified objects. More than ten dishes filled the table.

The Spring Festival Gala has begun, and the host is reporting the program passionately, making it very lively.

It was also lively outside the screen, with five people sitting at the dining table preparing to eat New Year's Eve dinner.

Shi Yang actively poured drinks into everyone's cups, then raised his own cup, slammed the table and stood up.

"What are you all standing there for? Cheers!"

Then, several people stood up and raised their cups, with smiles on their faces, some deep and some shallow.

The glass cups collided, making a crisp sound.

Just at this time, some family in the village set off fireworks, and with a "bang", countless gorgeous fireworks exploded in the night sky.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year--!"

Lights were on in every house.

After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, the villagers visited each other.

The happiest ones were the children, who were wearing new clothes and had bags filled with New Year's money and snacks. They were chasing and playing everywhere, and finally they all came to Shi's house at the same time, chirping like little birds.

Xiaopang was the first one to rush over.

"Happy New Year, Brother Xiaoyang! This is the red envelope I give to you as a token of my filial piety!"

As he said that, he actually took out a big red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Shi Yang's hand, "Take it quickly, don't let my grandma see it!"

Seeing this, the other children also rushed forward and wanted to give Shi Yang red envelopes as a token of their filial piety.

"And mine, and mine!"

"And me, and me!"

"Okay, okay, don't be impatient. We have to be orderly, okay? Line up one by one and hand them in."

Qin's uncle, nephew, and Shi Huai: "..."