Chapter 180 Su Chaoqi didn't know what happened to Su Chaoliu, because Su Chaoliu didn't tell her, so she was spending her vacation knowing nothing about it. The pilot had previously agreed to take advantage of the busy farming season to arrange a holiday. The first batch of employees returned home happily with the ingredients and kitchen utensils distributed, preparing to spend three days of vacation and come back the day after tomorrow. Wang Zhengxin is one such person. I haven't been reunited with my wife, children, and grandchildren for several months, and I really miss him, not to mention that he was able to bring a lot of good things to his family this time. It was a student's holiday, so the whole family came to pick him up. The eldest granddaughter is in high school and the younger grandson is in elementary school. The whole family is lively. When the younger grandson saw his grandfather, he rushed up and gave him a loving hug. The fine lines in the corners of Wang Zhengxin's eyes appeared when he smiled. He picked up his grandson and weighed it a few times. The family walked to the parking lot while exchanging pleasantries, and then flew the aircraft home in the parking lot. On the way, his son Wang Liang said: "Dad, you said you have retired, so don't go out and be busy. Wouldn't it be better to enjoy your life at home?"
"No," Wang Zhengxin refused, "Uncle Guo needs help, and I can't leave." Wang Liang was also dissatisfied: "But you are also tired. You see, you are not at home for so many days, and you are busier after retirement than before." "I'm busy with business, don't worry." Wang Zhengxin ended the conversation with his son impatiently and went to tease his grandson. "Grandpa!" The grandson happily showed off to him, "I used my pocket money to buy you a gift!" Wang Zhengxin was very happy: "I bought a gift for grandpa. What is it? Can you tell grandpa now?" "No, you'll find out when you get home!" Wang Zhengxin was so amused by his grandson that he returned home with great expectations. Then when facing a plate of sizzling tofu and a bowl of fried rice on the table, I fell into silence. The little grandson is still chirping: "Grandpa, this is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life. My sister bought the sizzling tofu, and I bought the fried rice!" Wang Zhengxin didn't want to disappoint his two children. He took the chopsticks and sat at the table, coaxing in an exaggerated tone: "It's so awesome, grandpa must have a taste." Then he tasted each portion and compared it with his own cooking skills. The obvious feeling is that the sauces bought are more, and the dishes they cook at the pilot base are not so strong. This is what Su Chaoqi said, saying that when you get older, you should not eat too heavy, as it is not good for your health. . But in order to stimulate the taste buds of customers, roadside stalls put enough sauce. "It's delicious!" Wang Zhengxin praised loudly, "What our little ones bought for grandpa is delicious!" Grandma Wang sat next to him and muttered: "Leilei has a heavy workload now, and she is hungry every night during self-study. She used to take a tube of nutritional supplements, but now she takes turns taking these two every night, although she is a bit tired of it." , but the taste is better than nutritional supplements.” Wang Zhengxin asked casually: "How much does it cost?" "Fifty pentacles." He choked out and raised his voice: "How much?" "Fifty star coins, what's wrong?"
What’s wrong, fifty pentacle coins is just as big as a palm or a bowl? Wang Zhengxin, who knew the original price of the rice, suddenly felt a pain in his body. No, he must teach his old wife how to cook tomorrow, otherwise he will be taken advantage of. But tonight is a reunion, so don’t say these unpleasant words. When it was time to go to bed at night, Grandma Wang leaned on the bedside and said to Wang Zhengxin: "Are you not happy tonight?" The emotions that were not noticed by his son and grandson were still discovered by his wife. After all, they had been together for forty or fifty years, so Wang Zhengxin was not surprised. He let it slip: "You'll know tomorrow." "Tch, you're hiding it from me." Grandma Wang rolled her eyes, lay down, and didn't bother to guess. The next day, Wang Zhengxin opened his eyes and got up according to his biological clock at the pilot base. Before it was time for others to get up, his wife opened her eyes when he got up, but quickly closed them again, probably because she was not awake yet, it was just an instinctive reaction. He walked to the living room and looked around, trying to find a suitable place to cook. The real estate in Xingxing is not valuable, and their family lives in a 200-square-meter flat. Although it is enough to live in, this living area is already small in most families with a similar situation to theirs. However, there are corresponding functional areas in other places in the house. There is only an open space under the window of the living room, where my wife usually does yoga. So he moved a table over and took out the kitchen utensils, ingredients, seasonings, etc. from his space button. He had already planned to make vegetable porridge and fried eggs for breakfast, which was simple, convenient and delicious. He started washing rice and making porridge, then washed lettuce and carrots, cut them into thin strips, and set them aside for later use. While the porridge is cooking, you can fry the eggs. Wang Zhengxin opened the window and turned on the ventilation system in his home to the maximum to prevent oil smoke from polluting the air in his home. In the canteen, there are special kitchen utensils for frying eggs. You can fry ten eggs at once. It is fast and saves time. But this is not possible at home, so you can only fry them one by one. He first mixed a sauce, then heated up the oil in a pot, and expertly knocked the egg on the edge of the pot. He broke open the eggshell with both hands and let the egg liquid slide down the eggshell. The protein instantly condensed under the high temperature, turning from transparent to transparent. turns white. When the egg whites turn golden, add another spoonful of sauce, turn the eggs over, and fry slowly over low heat for ten seconds before taking them out of the pan and placing them in a thermos. The second person in the family to wake up was Mrs. Wang. She was woken up by the fragrance, and the air was filled with a smell she had never smelled before. Mrs. Wang's hobby is perfume. She knows all the fragrance types on the market, and she also knows a thing or two about products such as incense. But the fragrance she smelled now did not belong to any kind she knew. She could even tell that it was not a fragrance used for decoration. Because she smelled it and felt hungry. No smell has ever given people such a feeling. Mrs. Wang, who knows a little about fragrance, pushed her husband to wake up: "Wake up, do you smell anything?" Wang Liang, who was pushed awake, turned over impatiently: "What's the smell? You're so sleepy... Well, what's the smell?" He opened his eyes and sat up: "This smells weird, isn't it poisonous?" These words frightened Mrs. Wang: "No, no, don't scare me!"
Wang Liang got out of bed neatly: "I'll go find what's going on." He walked to the living room and saw his father standing in front of the window, humming leisurely and putting a bowl of orange thread-like objects into a container. What is his dad doing? He can't be mixing incense like his wife. "Dad," he couldn't help calling, "what are you doing?" "Are you awake?" Wang Zhengxin stirred up the shredded carrots that he had put down, then closed the lid and looked up at Wang Liang, "Go and wash up when you wake up. You can try the breakfast I made later." The word breakfast is really a new word to Star People. They drink nutritional supplements every day and have no concept of three meals a day. Occasionally eating dishes prepared by the chef is also an extra activity. "What are you doing, Dad?" Wang Liang walked over. The closer he got, the more obvious the smell became. His father would never harm the whole family, so the smell should be non-toxic. Wang Zhengxin changed his words: "I've cooked the food. You should quickly wash up and eat it." Wang Liang was surprised. He could count the dishes he had eaten since childhood with a slap of his hand. When did his father learn to cook? Suspicious, he went back to his room to change clothes. Anyway, it was almost time to get up, and the alarm clock rang in ten minutes. Mrs. Wang also got up. When her husband came back, although her face was a little confused, there was no other bad look on her face, so she knew that nothing serious happened. She gave up the bathroom in the room for her husband to use, and then sat in front of the dressing table to take care of her skin. After nursing, she took out a bottle of nutritional supplements from the refrigerator and was about to drink it. "Wait a minute," Wang Liang stopped his wife, "Dad said he made something for us to eat." Mrs. Wang's face was just as confused as her husband's, and it was obvious that her brain couldn't understand what it meant. But she still put down the nutritional supplements. After all, it doesn't matter if the nutritional supplements are taken earlier or later. If you take them later, just take them later. Then she picked up her handbag and walked out of the room with her husband. "Come here quickly!" Wang Zhengxin waved to his son and daughter-in-law, "Try the breakfast I made." Wang Liang glanced at the coffee table in the living room. There were two steaming bowls on the coffee table. There were two golden irregular round objects on the plates, slightly glowing with burnt yellow. Mrs. Wang is sensitive to aromas and quickly determined that the aroma she smelled before was the same as the aroma in the dish now. She is hungry too. If she kept dilly-dallying, she would be late for work, so she sat down on the sofa and said, "Let me try the breakfast you made." Then she picked up a poached egg and bit into it. The browned part was crispy, and the white part was soft and tender. Because of the sauce, it had a salty aroma, which was satisfying. "It's delicious!" She praised and took another bite. This time she hit the egg yolk. The egg yolk was still runny and almost flowed to the ground. She was in a hurry for a while. "Is it really that delicious?" Wang Liang wasn't so convinced. He also sat down, but he picked up the bowl of porridge first and took a sip without using a spoon. Then Wang Liang couldn't help but sigh.
When the stomach is empty, a mouthful of porridge brings a strong sense of satisfaction. The slightly salty taste stimulates the taste buds and whets the appetite. Wang Liang drank the entire bowl of porridge while snoring, then ate it with eggs, feeling only half full. Wang Zhengxin took the initiative to reach out to his son: "Do you want more? I'll give you some more." Wang Liang hesitated: "How much is left? Leave some for mom and the children." "Don't worry, there's plenty to cook," Wang Zhengxin said nonchalantly, "It's not as expensive as a bowl of fried rice to cook so much!"