There is a dragon in my fish pond

Chapter 133
After hearing Chen Ting's praise, Zhao Yiyue couldn't help but blushed. While checking the ingredients, she looked at Li Yafan's tent. In her subconscious mind, she still hoped that Li Yafan could hear Chen Ting's praise.

But at this moment, Li Yafan had already fallen asleep, so he definitely couldn't hear these words, and Zhao Yiyue couldn't help being disappointed.

Chen Yuanhao on the side couldn't help being surprised when he saw these ingredients.

"Sister Chen Ting, you are not here for camping, you are obviously going to live on the mountain!"

"Stinky boy, dare to tease me and talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will call your second brother to punish you?"

Chen Ting couldn't help threatening.

"Don't! I can finally talk without any scruples. You are waking him up, and you are going to fine me my salary. My salary is not much."

Chen Yuanhao couldn't help saying aggrievedly.

"Then you can quietly go over there and count the stars, don't cook here."

Chen Ting couldn't help pointing to the edge of the tent.

"Oh!"

Chen Yuanhao nodded, like a child who did something wrong, and actually counted the stars to the side.

Although Zhao Yiyue showed off her cooking skills in front of everyone for the first time, Zhao Yiyue's every move did not look like a novice who just entered the kitchen.

Washing vegetables, chopping vegetables and cooking soup in one go, can be said to be watertight, even Hong Ling who is inseparable from Zhao Yiyue on weekdays, feels a little incredible at this moment.

Li Yaping had set up two pots and stoves for Zhao Yiyue a long time ago. In one place, Zhao Yiyue asked Li Yaping to watch over the pots for cooking rice, and Zhao Yiyue personally checked the other.

After preparing all the dishes, the firewood under the stove was lit, and oil was poured into the pot. When the oil was hot, Zhao Yiyue put the mashed garlic that had been prepared into the oil pot.

"Be careful."

Chen Ting on the side helped Chen Ting cover the splattered oil spots with a bellyband commonly used in the kitchen, and poured a large bottle of water into the pot.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Zhao Yiyue put another handful of dead branches under the pot, and when the water in the pot boiled, he put the enoki mushrooms that had been washed and the soaked fungus into the pot, and put them in the pot. Added some spices commonly used in the kitchen.

Chen Ting watched in amazement.

"Why are they both girls? Why is there such a big gap between myself and Zhao Yiyue?"

Thinking of the teacher assigning homework and cooking a meal for her parents when she was a child, Chen Ting imitated how her parents cook, but she may not have gotten the essence.

It was supposed to be a pot of golden and tempting egg fried rice, but it turned black by Chen Ting. That's all. If it wasn't for Dad's sharp nose, he found that the gas tank was not turned off. I'm afraid that my family would not be dead in the end. To be poisoned by gas is to die from a gas tank explosion.

"We don't have potato chips yet."

Although he said so, Zhao Yiyue couldn't be bothered, so Zhao Yiyue simply cut the roast sausage into pieces, connected the pile of flesh and blood, and arranged them by the side of the pot, so that Hong Ling and Chen Ting took it separately, and just by the heat in the pot, she felt that it was almost cooked, so she could take it out and eat it.

After about half an hour, the real aroma of the dishes had already wafted out, and Chen Yuanhao was the first to be attracted by the delicious food.

"Have you finished counting the stars?"

Chen Ting couldn't help asking with a smile.

"The count is over."

Chen Yuanhao couldn't help but nodded obediently.

Chen Ting fished out two skewers of flesh and blood from the pot and handed them to Chen Yuanhao.

"Hurry up and eat, and continue to count the stars after eating."

Chen Yuanhao took the flesh and blood connection. Originally, this thing was intended to be grilled and eaten, but after Zhao Yiyue's method, the skewers were put in the pot and dipped in the soup of maocai, making it more delicious to eat.

Chen Yuanhao ate a mouthful of flesh and blood, and the meat was still stained with the spicy soup in the pot. After eating it like this, it tasted like lamb skewers.

Li Yaping, Chen Ting and Hong Ling all tasted a few and couldn't help giving thumbs up. Chen Ting couldn't help but praised: "Sister, your talent for cooking is amazing. Don't waste it, or your future partner won't be able to take it orally."

Zhao Yiyue couldn't help but blush.

"I just had such an idea all of a sudden, I didn't expect everyone to like it."

Li Yaping didn't know how many pieces of flesh and blood were stuffed by Chen Ting, and he muttered.

"It's delicious, much better than the barbecue in our village."

"Second! Second!"

How could Li Yaping forget his younger brother when he had such delicious food? In fact, Li Yafan had already been awakened by the smell of pickled vegetables at this moment, but he just didn’t want to get up in a daze. Woke up.

Hong Ling handed the few bones left in her hand to Li Yafan. Li Yafan tasted a few mouthfuls, and immediately felt that the taste was better than the barbecue in the village.

Zhao Yiyue looked at the pot and stove, pinched the time, and felt that it was about the same. He pulled out a piece of Flammulina velutipes with a spoon, put it in his mouth and tasted it, his eyes lit up, and he nodded, as if he was also shocked by his own craftsmanship .

"Come, come, come, it was just a snack before the meal, now the real feast is coming!"

Zhao Yiyue carefully spread the fire under the pot with water.

On Li Yaping's side, Hong Ling opened the cooker and took a look.

"Rice is also good."

Li Yaping divided the rice into six small bowls and distributed them to the crowd. They surrounded the small pot of maocai and formed a circle, enjoying themselves.

"In the last life, some of us might be a family!"

Chen Ting couldn't help laughing.

"But it's okay, God is kind to us, let us get together again!"

Li Yafan couldn't help laughing.

"Come on, let the initiator of this event move this first chopstick."

Chen Ting laughed.

"Okay! Then I won't be polite."

Li Yafan looked at the glowing red pot, and he couldn't help his appetite. He picked up the chopsticks, took out a piece of baby food from the pot and ate it with rice. Zhao Yiyue stared at Li Yafan's expression expectantly. .

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Seeing Li Yafan swallowing the food, Zhao Yiyue couldn't help asking.

Li Yafan was silent for a while, nodded and said, "It's so fucking delicious."

Li Yafan almost ate it too much. Although the taste was spicy, it didn't affect the taste of the dish at all. Li Yafan could still taste the baby dish.

Supplemented with Maocai's exclusive and unique taste, Li Yafan really thinks that the world's delicious food is nothing more than this.

"The ingredients are simple, let's just eat it."

Zhao Yiyue knew that Li Yafan was extremely hungry, and it was really rare to be able to eat such exquisite dishes in the wilderness, so Li Yafan said that.

As for how hot Zhao Yiyue used this dish, only Zhao Yiyue knew.

"Don't be dazed, big guy, hurry up and eat something, aren't you hungry?"

At Li Yafan's suggestion, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

(End of this chapter)