What’s Mr. Huo Eating Today

Chapter 17

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"Actually... that... because you said you wouldn't eat shrimp today, so you just..."

He Yunzhou spoke stiffly, his eyes dodged, and he didn't even dare to look at Huo Zheng.

"So?"

The expression on Huo Zheng's face froze.

"I only roasted dried shrimp for pumpkin," He Yunzhou's voice became smaller and smaller, "Of course, people can eat it if they want, but dried shrimp for human consumption should be salted before roasting, and pumpkin can't be salty. I will save this process, if you eat its dried shrimps, you may feel that the taste is a bit bland... "

Should I say thanks for this little episode

The loneliness, emptiness, and sadness that made He Yunzhou unable to breathe before disappeared in an instant, and all that was left was panic and embarrassment.

And just at this moment, when the set time for grilling dried shrimps came, the orange heat pipe inside the glass door went out immediately, and the oven made a crisp "ding-" sound, obviously it was just a normal completion reminder, at this special moment It sounds deafening.

The atmosphere was rather awkward.

Not to mention, when Pumpkin, who had been in the living room before, heard the sound of the oven, he immediately jumped from the sofa to the floor, happily trotted all the way to the kitchen, and stood in front of the oven in a familiar way , raised his head and waited intently for the snack that belonged to him—the degree of embarrassment doubled instantly.

Of course, Pumpkin doesn't care about this, He Yunzhou has made so many snacks for it, it knows very well what that "ding" means.

At this moment, all it can think about is the ocean of joy and the dried shrimps within reach.

If it was normal, He Yunzhou would be so cute that his heart would melt just seeing Pumpkin's greedy and well-behaved appearance. But now, the happier Pumpkin is, the more He Yunzhou wants to cover his face.

"How about I reprocess this dried shrimp? I still have very good seaweed powder and wasabi sauce here. If you process it, you can make it into Japanese-style dried shrimp with seaweed and wasabi. It will also be great for drinking …”

He Yunzhou opened his mouth in a panic, trying to make amends.

"No."

Huo Zheng stubbornly refused.

"Then do you want to eat ham? Honeydew melon wrapped in ham can also be used with wine, or I'll cut some braised ox tongue..."

"There's no need to bother."

Still angrily refused.

In fact, because of emotion and reason, this Mr. Huo's temper has no reason at all.

But for He Yunzhou, just seeing Huo Zheng's unhappy and forcibly suppressed face made him throw up his helmet and armor, completely unable to resist.

The former appearance of the lost cat, Guaji, overlapped with Huo Zheng once again, and completely washed away the sense of strangeness that He Yunzhou felt on Huo Zheng a few minutes ago.

"I also stewed chicken soup, boiled a little taro into it to make taro boil? It just can't be used with wine..."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry too much about me. I just saw that you happened to have shrimps here, so I just took a bottle of wine. It's just a misunderstanding. You can drink it when you have time."

Huo Zheng tried his best to suppress his emotions.

In fact, he was not angry, at least, when He Yunzhou started talking incoherently and tried to make up for it by cooking, the anger had disappeared.

But his ears and neck were still warm.

It's embarrassing... and a little bit, irritated.

Huo Zheng also knew that his misunderstanding was nothing more than a trivial matter—wasn't it just that he mistakenly took the cat's snacks as the loving snacks that He Yunzhou specially baked for him? What's the big deal? Although when he saw the shrimp before, he was secretly happy for a while. Of course, he sighed for a long time after that, and felt very embarrassed.

He was afraid that if he rejected He Yunzhou too roughly, it would make this stupid guy too sad.

"Meow... Meow... Meow..."

Huo Zheng was still trying to calm down, trying to forget about this embarrassing incident. The pumpkin next to him waited for a long time but didn't see He Yunzhou open the oven to take out the dried shrimps, and gradually became anxious.

It yelled and jumped onto the sink, stretched out a paw and put it on He Yunzhou's arm, frantically implying that He Yunzhou would bring up his dried shrimp.

He Yunzhou's head was as big as a bucket, and he patted Pumpkin's head, repeatedly comforting him.

"Wait a minute, the dried shrimp is still cooling, it's so hot now, you can't eat it..."

"Meow meow meow… "

"Dried shrimp won't run away with long legs, don't bark!"

"Meow meow meow meow..."

Huo Zheng watched this scene, took a deep breath, turned his head and planned to leave.

"Huo Zheng!"

He Yunzhou hurriedly redeemed him.

At this time, the truffle box that Huo Zheng sent earlier caught He Yunzhou's eyes—

"May I make matsutake for you to eat?"

He Yunzhou subconsciously reached out and grabbed Huo Zheng's wrist.

Just like coaxing Guaji to eat in the past, he softened his voice and pleaded softly.

"Just give the dried shrimp to the pumpkin, and let's not give it a bite of matsutake—"

It's over.

When he reacted, He Yunzhou realized that he had unknowingly used the trick he used when talking to Guaji on Huo Zheng again.

["The cans are for pumpkins, we eat expensive and expensive freeze-dried melons, and don't leave a bite of freeze-dried ones for that fat pumpkin, okay..."]

When pumpkins and melons have a bad relationship at first, they always fight for food. Pumpkin has always been generous and fat, and is very happy as long as there is something to eat, but when Guaji sees that pumpkin is eating the canned food that once belonged to him, he will go crazy and even refuse to eat.

At this time, it was He Yunzhou's turn to lie low and do his best to coax melons.

He Yunzhou has to prove to Gua Ji that he will always like it the most in this family (for example, prepare a separate snack only for Gua Ji, and feed it to Gua Ji in front of Pumpkin), Gua Ji will be unwilling Reluctantly appease.

It's just that it's a bit exaggerated and even ridiculous that this kind of cat coaxing tricks fell on another human being.

"Is it—"

In the next second, He Yunzhou wanted to apologize, but Huo Zheng opened his mouth in advance, and responded awkwardly.

"Well, that's about the same."

He Yunzhou opened his eyes wide and looked at Huo Zheng in surprise.

And Huo Zheng's eyes just happened to be on He Yunzhou's body, and the moment the two people's eyes met... inexplicably, a wave of heat rushed to his cheeks.

"Meow woo woo woo—"

The pumpkin also continued to howl at this time, and began to pull the oven door with its claws.

"Cough," Huo Zheng coughed lightly as a cover, and quickly looked away, "You don't need to be so troublesome at night, just roast and eat the truffle casually, and just treat it as a supper."

It's all because he pities He Yunzhou.

Huo Zheng thought.

He wouldn't admit it, once he heard He Yunzhou begging him in that sweet and soft voice, he couldn't resist.

He Yunzhou was relieved when he heard that Huo Zheng was willing to eat roasted matsutake for supper at his house, knowing that the other party's emotions had finally passed.

"Wait a minute, the matsutake will be roasted soon."

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box containing matsutake.

He Yunzhou's hands trembled when he saw the words "Tanba Famous Products" branded on the top of the wooden box.

He had known for a long time that Huo Zheng was probably a very rich man, but He Yunzhou still had difficulty breathing when faced with such a box of matsutake that might be equivalent to his one-month mortgage.

He Yunzhou couldn't help turning his head and looked at the restaurant.

From his current position, he could just see Huo Zheng sitting at the dining table.

The latter was propping his chin with one hand, staring coldly at the pumpkin on the table—the round orange cat was curling up at this moment, contentedly eating a dried shrimp that it forcibly obtained.

But the strange thing was that every time he ate a few mouthfuls of pumpkin, he would look up at Huo Zheng for a while, and then he would sink his head and continue to eat bitterly.

... It's exactly the same as when I was with Guaji.

Huo Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the orange fur ball in front of him. He was also very upset, and even wanted to hug the whole cat, rub it into a ball crazily, and throw it on the ground.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he turned his head as if feeling something, and looked towards the kitchen.

He Yunzhou was handling the matsutake with his back turned to him, and his back in an apron looked extraordinarily homely.

Seeing He Yunzhou's back, Huo Zheng's expression instantly softened a lot.

Is it an illusion? he thinks.

Otherwise, how could he feel that He Yunzhou was looking at him.

As for He Yunzhou, he was actually thinking about Huo Zheng at this moment.

Like some little prince or noble...

He sighed in his heart.

Looking at Huo Zheng's face, and then looking at the huge and perfect luxury matsutake in hand, I think it is very reasonable - after all, it is what Huo Zheng wants to eat, no matter how expensive it is, it should be taken for granted.

While thinking about it, He Yunzhou scraped off the sporadic brown debris on the surface of the matsutake with a handful of thin bamboo sticks. Tightly shrunk into a small ball and have not unfolded the matsutake head, just wipe it with kitchen paper.

What needs to be done next is to use a thin bamboo stick to roughly cut the matsutake into three evenly thick slices.

The cast iron pan used to fry the steak was burnt red, brushed with olive oil, and then put the matsutake slices on it for grilling. After being heated, the unique and rich aroma of matsutake rose suddenly, which made He Yunzhou take a deep breath.

"Do you like matsutake very much?"

Huo Zheng's voice came from behind He Yunzhou.

He looked curiously at He Yunzhou cooking the matsutake he specially prepared. He didn't think it was a good thing at first, but after seeing He Yunzhou's happy expression, he couldn't help being happy.

He Yunzhou nodded embarrassedly.

"Yeah... and I've never eaten such an expensive matsutake before."

While speaking, a layer of moist juice has appeared on the surface of the matsutake, which is the fresh juice oozing from the matsutake itself during roasting. He Yunzhou quickly turned the matsutake to the other side, and the side that was in contact with the bottom of the pot had quite beautiful golden-brown horizontal scorching marks, and the aroma of the matsutake became more and more intense.

"It's like the smell of the forest."

He Yunzhou admired in a low voice. At the same time, he didn't stop, he turned the grinder, and evenly sprinkled coarse sea salt and black pepper on the matsutake slices.

In just a moment, this simple olive oil roasted matsutake is ready.

Although only the simplest cooking techniques are used, it is precisely because of this that the aroma and charming flavor of matsutake are perfectly expressed.

He Yunzhou wanted to take a plate, but Huo Zheng calmly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up matsutake from the cast iron pot and put it in his mouth.

Freshly baked matsutake has a special taste that other mushrooms do not have.

The extremely delicious juice seems to fill every fiber of matsutake, but at the same time, it retains that extra crispy special taste.

The charred aroma after slight roasting and the fragrant and rich aroma stimulate the taste buds and nasal cavity together, and the restrained salt and black pepper taste just right to bring out the freshness and sweetness of matsutake.

"Well, it's delicious."

After Huo Zheng finished eating the matsutake, he praised it very directly.

The author has something to say: "Just give the pumpkin the dried shrimp, how about we don't give it a bite of the truffle—"

pumpkin:? ? ? ? Meow? ? ? Meow meow meow? ?