As He Lianchen said this, he couldn't help but stuff some more lean meat porridge into his mouth.
"It's delicious, uncle, my mother's porridge is delicious!" Doudou smiled at Mu Lianfeng with a satisfied look on his face, and then pointed to his bowl, "Uncle, you can eat it too, it's delicious."
The corners of Mu Lianfeng's lips raised slightly and he said, "You eat, uncle won't."
He Lianchen muttered at the side, "A Feng, you should try it too. You will really regret it if you don't eat it."
Mu Lianfeng couldn't figure out what this lean meat porridge tasted like, but what had He Lianchen never eaten before
The delicacies from all over the world can be brought to the dining table of the Helian family if they want.
Of course, Mu Lianfeng didn't know.
In this era, there were no fresh seasonings, but the delicious taste of these mushrooms made people feel that they were rare and delicious in the world.
Soon He Lianchen finished a bowl of lean meat porridge. When he thought about eating some more, he held back because he was afraid that if he was too full, he would not have the stomach for the delicacies that Zhao Yun'er would cook later. Went to eat.
All the food that fills your stomach is so delicious, not to mention the meals that Zhao Yun'er will carefully prepare later.
So I'd better take my time and eat it, lest I regret it later.
After Mu Lianfeng finished feeding Doudou, Zhao Yun'er's dishes were almost ready after a while.
Zhao Yun'er brought the dishes into the room and invited Mu Lianfeng and He Lianchen to eat.
Several dishes were placed on the table.
Braised pork, sweet and sour short ribs, spicy and sour cabbage, lean meatballs, and a bowl of fresh mushrooms.
Although the mushrooms have been at home for two days, they are still fresh.
The temperature is not high right now, so food stays fresh longer.
When Zhao Yun'er was cooking, she reserved some braised pork soup, added some rapeseed oil, poured in the mushrooms and simmered them. When they were almost cooked, she added some salt and a pot of fragrant mushrooms was ready. Made it.
There are a lot of mushrooms at home. When Zhao Yun'er cooked them, there was almost half a pot. If you can't eat them at noon, you can save them for dinner and eat them tomorrow.
He Lianchen recognized all the other dishes on the table, but He Lianchen did not recognize this mushroom dish. He pointed at the mushrooms on the table and asked Zhao Yun'er, "Miss Yun'er, what kind of dish are you cooking? Why have I never seen it before?”
Zhao Yun'er smiled slightly and said, "This is a dish you don't want to eat. I brought it to the city to sell it, but it didn't even sell."
"That's it, but it looks good. Let me taste it. If it's good, Miss Yun'er, you have to sell some to me. I'll take it back and let my cook cook it for me."
Zhao Yun'er chuckled softly and said, "If you like to eat, Master, just take some back to my house. There is no charge."
"Hey, why are you so embarrassed?"
"Eat quickly!" Zhao Yun'er was also a little hungry.
Two grown men were crowded together in her house. Such a dilapidated and low house was really a bit out of place for these two young men.
How could her small temple accommodate these two giant Buddhas
While eating at her house, Zhao Yun'er still felt a little wronged by these two people.
Because I don’t even have to make a decent stool for others.
But what made Zhao Yun'er breathe a sigh of relief was that Murong Feng and He Lianchen didn't seem to care about this.