My friends told me not to poison late at night

Chapter 1 Pork Stewed Vermicelli

In the afternoon of Chinese New Year, the still cool but not cold breeze blows over the budding new leaves, with the fragrance of flowers, blowing on people's faces, bringing a burst of comfort.The warm sunshine shines down and reflects on the face, which is like a shining golden color, coating the human face with a layer of phantom warmth, and everything that is illuminated is lazy and warm.

"jingle--!"

"coming!"

Light footsteps sounded.

A young man with short ear-length hair, wearing a cartoon T-shirt, jeans, and a heart-pink apron ran out of the kitchen and ran towards the door.

Opening the door, the person outside showed him a big smile.

"Little brother! Long time no see!"

The youth smiled.

"Long time no see, are you here?"

The person outside the door was wearing a woolen beret, a thick dark red plaid scarf, and a down jacket.It looked a little strange in the warmer early spring, but he obviously didn't think so.The person outside the door walked into the room and said, "It's been a long time, little brother Emma, ​​you don't know that brother misses you to death."

A mouthful of big Northeast taste.

"It's nineteen degrees, don't you think you should take the scarf off?"

"Oops!" The visitor screamed, loosened the scarf, unzipped it, and said, "No! I'm going to freeze to death!"

The youth smiled.

"You, a Northeast person, are still so afraid of the cold."

The person who came showed his face. He was a handsome young man with a cropped cut. He looked quite capable, but his teasing temperament was undoubtedly revealed by his mouth.

"Then what else can I do? As far as we are in the Northeast, I don't know how I am from the Northeast. It's my fate that I didn't freeze to death since I was a child. This is not I quickly passed the college entrance examination, it’s better to be in the south, although it’s a bit damp, but at least it can keep me alive, in the past when I was in my hometown, every Chinese New Year was like a life-and-death crisis.”

The visitor opened his mouth bald like a machine gun, talking non-stop.

The young man smiled warmly, poured him a glass of lemonade, and pulled the snack plate on the coffee table to him.

There was no candy on the plate, just a stack of brown-red translucent blocks arranged in a plate.

"Huh? What is this?"

The person who came took the brown-red piece from the snack plate and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and his eyes widened immediately, "Huh? Huh!!! Huh~~~~~~~ Delicious! Is this jujube cake? No Like the ones sold in supermarkets?"

The young man said, "I made it myself." Then he turned and went to the kitchen, "Wait for me, I'll serve the meal. The remote control is on the sofa, turn on the TV by yourself." The sound of pots and pans being moved randomly came from the kitchen.

Ripe sour dates in early autumn are transported by trucks to all parts of the world. They are cheap and fresh when purchased online from omnipotent websites.Peel off the outer skin, mix the pulp with sugar, salt, condensed milk, and chili powder, put it in a steamer to steam until cooked, then pull it into pieces and put it on the grate to dry.

The homemade sour jujube cake is ready.

Young people like to cook as always...

The visitor thinks.

He took another piece of jujube cake and ate it full of praise. The visitor said, "I smelled it as soon as I entered the door. It's so delicious! Your stewed old mother? It seems that there are pork stewed vermicelli."

The young man's voice came from the kitchen, clear and gentle. "Old hen with Dangshen and mushrooms, and vermicelli stewed with pork and cabbage. I still use the vermicelli sent by my aunt."

The visitor thought about it, made a bitter face, chewed the sour jujube cake and said, "It's pork stewed vermicelli again. I didn't realize it just now. It's rare to come to your place, so you make this for me? I eat it every day when I'm at home. I’m tired of eating this! Let me tell you, don’t bring me that vermicelli for a while, or I’ll have to vomit at your place!”

The young man came out with a soup bowl in his hand. "Love to eat, don't eat and roll away."

Someone shut up.

In the soup bowl is the stewed pork vermicelli that people despise.The soup is rich, brown in color, but rich in slightly brownish reddish.

Large chunks of fat, lean and evenly stir-fried pork are submissively sinking on the vermicelli. It looks delicious and attractive. The surrounding cabbage and tofu balls are stewed into the color of the soup. The color and luster blend together.

The vermicelli is obviously stewed into the taste, and it also presents a light maroon color, crystal clear, and occasionally there are a few tiny and dense bubbles, which is very gratifying.The stir-fried dried chilies are faintly floating around the vegetable soup, adding a few touches of bright red to the stewed vermicelli.

Even the visitor who was tired of eating pork stewed vermicelli couldn't help but shut up.

The young man returned to the kitchen, picked up the towel, and opened the lid of the casserole.The old hen soup stewed in the pot is reddish brown and clear, rich and delicious.

The texture of the soup is brownish red, slightly transparent and clear, with the unique denseness of broth.Haven't turned off the fire yet.The soup bubbled up due to the fire, and the rhythm kept rolling, followed by transparent oily flowers escaping on the water waves, and the shiitake mushrooms, garlic slices and Codonopsis pilosula slices on the side of the hook also undulated.The unique aroma of chicken soup diffuses in the air, which seems thick and sometimes light, and the aroma can draw out the most secret gluttonous desire in the heart.

The young man scooped up some chicken soup with a spoon, put it in his mouth and blew it to cool, tasted it, smiled with satisfaction, took out another soup pot to fill some chicken soup and chicken, and continued to stew the rest.

The chicken soup was also brought over, followed by a bowl of rice. The person who came was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and pulled a bunch of pork vermicelli and chicken into the bowl, and then ate it.

"So I said I hate pork stewed vermicelli the most... Oh, you stewed this this time? I remember I told you that I hate pork stewed vermicelli because my mother always makes this... Oh forget it, anyway You made it delicious. What did you put in it? Why is it so fragrant? Suck it up... If you made it for me earlier, I wouldn’t hate pork stewed vermicelli so much.”

The young man raised his head, chewed in satisfaction, and said, "I should really let my mother learn from you."

There are also noodle balls in the stewed vermicelli, cut into half and half, and the stewed white hair powder is crispy and soft.The young man took one, tasted it, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Oh, I didn't say that, little brother, your craftsmanship is good. The stewed vermicelli is really delicious, much more delicious than my mother's. Did you put sugar? Why does it taste a little sweet to me?"

The young man smiled and said, "I put a little. Your mother doesn't put sugar in the vermicelli, does she?"

"Don't let it go. She likes to eat salty food."

Snoring, snorting, sucking.

The visitors obviously enjoyed their meal.

"If you want me to say, my mother should learn from you."

Young people don't talk much, and they talk even less when eating, and they don't answer, and eat in silence.

The visitor couldn't stop talking, and said while eating, "By the way, young man, what happened to your stupid wife?"

The young man's hands trembled imperceptibly, and he looked at the rice bowl quietly, "We broke up. He has already made it clear to me. After dividing the things, he moved out."

"We've broken up."

The young man seemed to be inadvertent, and said it again.

Someone said, "I didn't mean that, I mean, did he get hit by a car?"

youth:"……"

"Bending you, cheating on you, dumping you, and causing you to lose your job, it would be hard for such a person not to be killed." The visitor was very angry. "Forget it, don't mention that bitch, have you found a new job?"

The young man said, "No. The country's economic situation is not good recently, and companies are not recruiting people."

Come on, let's talk. "You bitch! Otherwise, you'd be promoted now, how could you be reduced to the point where you don't even have a job now. Are you short of money? If you're short of money, just tell me, I still have some savings."

The young man said, "It's okay, I can last for a while."

The person who came said, "You are all brothers, you are welcome."

The youth smiled.

"Are you still the team leader of that media company?"

Someone came and said, "Yes. By the way, let me tell you, I have recently signed a few fake women under my command. They are obviously men who are dressed softer than girls. They sing cute and sing every day, and they can get thousands of rewards. It's quite powerful. It's a pity... well, these days, being handsome is not as good as being hot..." A look of envy and hatred.

"handsome?"

The visitor pointed to himself.

youth:"……"

The young man just smiled.

The visitors acted as if they didn't understand, so they served the meal in the face of the young man, because the young man was good at cooking, and the stewed pork vermicelli that was tired of eating was also very delicious.While eating, he suddenly had an idea and asked, "Young man, have you found a new job?"

The young man's face stiffened.

The fact that he was gay was also exposed after breaking up with his boyfriend. Although his colleagues didn't say anything, the thin-skinned young man still couldn't stand his strangeness being exposed to everyone's eyes, so he resigned directly.

The company that the young man worked for before was also one of the best in the industry, and his resignation must have had a certain impact on his resume, and he didn't want to be asked why he resigned so soon, so he never looked for a new job.

The visitor looked at the young man's expression, guessed his thoughts and said, "Why don't you come to our platform to broadcast live??"

live streaming?

Wearing makeup and singing in front of the camera every day to be cute?

The young man smiled and said, "No, forget it."

But the person who came didn't care, and felt that he had found a good job for his brother, and said, "Young man! I didn't lie to you, just because of your looks and talent, you will definitely be popular in live broadcasting!"

The young man smiled and said, "I don't like singing."

The visitor continued to persuade, "If you don't sing, you can also chat or perform other talents. Our live broadcast platform is not just for singing."

The young man smiled without saying a word.

The visitor also knew what the young man was thinking, and said helplessly, "In fact, our platform is quite formal, and there are only a small number of viewers with poor quality. Besides, everyone is not only selling appearance, but also has talent."

The young man smiled and served a bowl of vermicelli to the visitor.

The visitor looked at the young man's face that seemed to be thinner, and then looked at the empty room. With a cruel heart, he directly grabbed the young man's mobile phone, downloaded an app on it, and said, "This is the software! The computer version Also, you can download it yourself when you find time, and just use a bracket to hold your phone during the live broadcast."

The young man said helplessly, "I really can't do a live broadcast." He said he wanted to take the phone back and delete the software.

Someone came and said, "Young man! Listen to me and try, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you try."

The young man sighed, "Just give up."

The visitor said helplessly, "You are really..." As he spoke, he saw the scene of the young man standing in front of the stove and using a spoon to test the taste. And dreamy.The person's eyes lit up, "Tang Di! You can cook live, it happens that you like cooking too."

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