food crisis [end times]

Lamb and pork are minced and stuffed, and dumplings are made with frozen cabbage and chopped mushrooms.

Xiang Luo killed a young chicken that had just grown up underground.After killing it, he packed it up and took it back to the house, saying that it was frozen and thawed, but Anwei would not go into it anyway.

On New Year's Eve, the ingredients were prepared in advance.A year-round luxury this time around, just make extra and vacuum pack leftovers.

Zhu Yan picked up his eldest son Nao Nao and played in his arms for a while, but he found a red bow from somewhere and tied it around his neck.

The red bow tie with Corgi's standard healing smile is as festive as it can be.

Stewed chicken with mushrooms is one of the souls of the New Year's Eve dinner. The pig's trotters are boiled in plain water and then torn apart and eaten directly with garlic sauce is the simplest delicacy.

A frozen fish has been stewed in the pot. Although it is not as delicious as live fish, it is also a good sign that there will be more than every year.Squid is supposed to be a perfect match with leeks.There is nothing new in this world.Just fried it with cumin, it tastes good too.

Xiang Luo took out the big green prawns and boiled them in water. This is a perfect match with vinegar and horseradish.Then make a spicy fried shrimp, and there are six meat dishes alone.

Xiang Luo originally wanted to cook ten dishes, but there were too many and it was not worth eating leftovers for the next few days.I made another home-cooked cold dish with dried vegetables and the frozen vegetables I made before, and a stir-fried tribute dish and two vegetarian dishes. The number of eight dishes, six meat and two vegetables is also quite auspicious.

Stir-fried tribute dishes need a little meat to decorate.However, in the Northeast, those with less than half of the meat content are generally classified as vegetarian dishes.

The ones that need to be stewed are put into the pot first, and the three of them peep at the pot of noodles and the noodles with the fillings.

Xiang Luo and noodles.He can make hand-rolled noodles, and he can still knead noodles.The noodles of the dumplings should be slightly softer, just add more warm water.

What about rolling noodles?

Obviously, none of the three young men are proficient in this area,

Anwei said helplessly: "Brother Xiang, haven't you lived alone for several years? How did you make the dumplings before?"

"Quick-frozen ones, and Uncle Li's house diagonally opposite will deliver them." Xiang Luo said.

Anwei raised his forehead: "Why don't we invite him over to help make dumplings."

"Then how do we explain those dishes?" Zhu Yan glanced at him.

Eat well at home, but you can only eat well behind closed doors, and you must not let outsiders see it.

The relationship with Li Baoguo is good, but it is only a good relationship.

No matter how good the relationship is, there is no reason to separate each other.

Zhu Yan thought about it and said, "Or send the noodles over and ask him to roll them into skins? We can send some ice shrimps, it's a New Year's greeting."

Although he can't let him know, it's okay to send some good things.Zhu Yan could also tell that Xiang Luo had a good relationship with Li Baoguo.

It's just that this troublesome Chinese New Year seems to be not very good.Theoretically speaking, when the younger generation goes to the elders' house during the New Year, the elders have to prepare lucky money.A string of relatives is at least the first day of the new year.

Xiang Luo pointed at making the dough into long strips, and divided them into small pieces based on the shape in his memory, trying to roll them into dough.It's just been irregular all the time.

Zhu Yan picked up a strangely shaped dumpling wrapper, and was silent for a while: "It should be barely usable."

Anyway, it is eaten at home, and it is not given away to others.

Xiang Luo made do with rolling the noodles, and the two of them made do with bags.The dough is thin and thick, and Xiang Luo is a little afraid that it will turn into a pot of soup.

Anyway, the other dishes were cooked and sent to the house, and the dumplings were put into the pot.

Xiang Luo often eats quick-frozen dumplings.He came to see the dumplings.Put a little salt in the dumpling soup to prevent sticking to the pan.While the dumplings were cooking, Nao Nao rested his front paws on the pot and looked in.

Xiang Luo knocked his son on the head: "Don't be burned by the steam."

Nao Nao seemed to understand. After turning around twice, he was about to lie down on the firewood pile in the corner, when he suddenly raised his head and yelled twice in the same direction.

Xiang Luo thought someone was going to break in.Then the siren was heard.Xiang Luo turned off the alarm and went out, only to hear a knock on the door.

Xiang Luo put on his coat and went out: "Who is it?"

Who will go out this New Year's Eve?

"It's my little Luo!"

Li Baoguo?

Hearing the voice, Zhu Yan understood, and hurriedly opened the lock to let people in.

"Why come here at this time, let's get warm in the house first." Now the family's New Year's Eve dinner is almost over.

Li Baoguo smiled and said, "Isn't this the Chinese New Year? I'm afraid you three young people don't know how to make dumplings. Come over and give some away."

He has a good heart and has a good relationship with his neighbors.

In the early years, he also sent some dumplings to Xiang Luo every year.The food from the factory assembly line is not as delicious as the handmade ones, especially the buns and dumplings, the fillings are not that tasty!

Xiang Luo welcomed the man into the room, pointed at the cauldron and said with a smile, "Isn't this also made up? It means that the dumpling skin can be thin or thick, so it's okay. But the filling must be different."

The ones brought by Li Baoguo were packed in an insulated box. Xiang Luo took them and opened them. There were about twenty dumplings inside, and they were not big. Obviously not enough for three people to eat, but a few for one person was enough to relieve hunger.

Looking at these dumplings, Xiang Luo was moved in his heart.It's more or less a wish, anyway, I still think about it after the Chinese New Year.

"Wait a minute, Anwei, pour out the dumplings first."

Xiang Luo gave the dumplings to Anwei, and went to the Westinghouse refrigerator to dig out a pound of vacuum-packed freshwater shrimp and handed it to Li Baoguo: "Take this back."

This is not cheap even before, Li Baoguo shook his head when he saw it:

"I can't take this!"

"Not much, just try something new. Didn't your girl go home for the New Year? It's good for you two to eat." Xiang Luo had heard Li Baoguo talk about Li Yueyue, who used to work in the official sterile room, and went home for the New Year.

This back and forth is the friendship between their neighbors.

Li Baoguo himself didn't want it, but his daughter hadn't eaten anything good this year.Thank you for accepting it.

He didn't welcome anyone into the back room, for fear that he would see the food on the dining table.Li Baoguo didn't stay any longer, and went back with the ice shrimp and the empty lunch box.

The dumpling also floated up, poured it out with water, boiled it again, boiled it again and poured it out again, and it was almost done after repeating this three times. Take it out and put it on a plate, and put the one sent by Li Baoguo on a separate plate.

The house used a large folding table that had been idle for a long time, and had been left in the corner of the kitchen to eat ashes.Because the family can't eat a few dishes, now even the dishes come with dumplings, and the plates at home are still big, so a big table must be used.

Each person has a plate of dumplings, and the delivered dumplings are placed in the middle and eaten casually.

Xiang Luo cut minced garlic, poured some soy sauce and put it in the middle of the table, and put vinegar, sesame oil and chili oil. How do you like to eat and make this sauce by yourself~

At present, seasoning oil, salt, vinegar cooking wine and the like are not afraid to put, but condiments such as soy sauce are easy to grow hair.So the condiments at home are basically packed in ziplock bags and small bags.

Maybe so much plastic may not be very healthy, but it's better than growing hair and not eating.

After making the dipping sauces separately, Xiang Luo put sesame oil on his own.Stir, stir, chopsticks.Specially handed it to Zhu Yan Wen Wen: "Smell of a thief."

Zhu Yan glanced at him, turned around and opened a bottle of champagne, and poured it for the three of them.

This one has a better fruity taste and is more palatable. People who can't drink alcohol can also drink a few glasses.Today is the New Year, drink a little wine to enjoy yourself, and you won't really get drunk on the wine table.

None of the three were heavy drinkers.I have never stepped on the box to drink.This alcohol should be the flavoring agent of a table of dishes, but it must not be the protagonist.

Xiang Luo took a sip, feeling a little indescribable.Not very drinkable, but not bad either.At least for Xiang Luo, it's much better than beer.

This is the first New Year for the three of them.

It is also the first New Year that Xiang Luo spends with others after losing his family.

The most important thing is that he lived with his favorite Zhu Yan.

Xiang Luo first picked up a dumpling that looked the best and put it in Zhu Yan's bowl, and the New Year's Eve dinner began.

An Wei hurriedly picked up a dumpling made by himself and tasted it, his eyes lit up: "This taste is good! Let me tell you, Brother Xiang, don't lie, you must have made it before!"

Xiang Luo glanced at him but didn't speak, then turned to Zhu Yan and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Zhu Yan took a bite and nodded: "It's okay."

There is no good or bad food for a family meal, what is needed is the atmosphere of family reunion.

Xiang Luo ate two of his own dumplings, and he had never tasted such a delicious one. He picked up the dumplings sent by Li Baoguo and bit into them, which were stuffed with mushroom luncheon meat.It is estimated that most of the people in the whole village eat this stuffing.However, Li Baoguo cooks all year round. The dumpling skins are moderately thick and the fillings are well seasoned, so they taste just right.

Anwei took a bite. Although the stuffing was not as good as his own, the taste was really good.

"Don't say it, this is a serious person who can cook."

Zhu Yan picked up a pig's trotter tip and put it on the plate in front of Anwei: "You are the only one who is not serious about cooking."

A few people laughed, and Xiang Luo raised his glass after eating half of the meal: "It's Chinese New Year anyway, let's say a few words."

Zhu Yan and An Wei looked at each other, and they both raised their cups to look at Xiang Luo.

As the master of this family, Xiang Luo looked at these two named guests, but they were actually relatives of the family.

"Actually, in the past few years, today's day is really no different from other days. This is the first year I have lived. Anyway, I have lived a lot happier these few months than before."

For other people, the last days are a catastrophe, and this time they will lose their relatives, friends, family members, and even their own lives.Let their days plummet and struggle to make ends meet.

But for Xiang Luo, the food is actually better than before, and the life is better.

In terms of food, in order to save money to prepare for the end of the world, Xiang Luo once even ate only rice and pickled vegetables to make do with it.

In the village, Xiang Luo used to be what the old people called a street slut, doing nothing and doing nothing.It is the most typical representative example of "Shang Zhong Yong".Many people have used Xiang Luo as an example, saying that studying is useless. Didn't Xiang Luo stay at home when he was still a seedling of Tsinghua University?

Even for this reason, the so-called persecution education was once popular, thinking that children who were exaggerated too much would be useless.

But now, because of all kinds of post-apocalyptic events, his reputation in the village has increased.

As long as he develops smoothly in the future, he will become the unique person in the village.

Zhu Yan didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't speak.

Anwei just smiled and said, "Who isn't?"

Xiang Luo continued: "So, I thank you for coming here to accompany me these days, and I also hope that this kind of life can last for a long time. I hope that today next year, there will still be the three of us at the dinner table. Zhu Yan, please say a few words .”

Zhu Yan shook his head and said, "I have nothing to say."

Xiang Luo said: "You have to say that you are the shopkeeper of our family."

The shopkeeper generally refers to the owner of a store, but in the Northeast, it also means the head of the family, or the husband of a woman.

Generally speaking, if a woman's husband is said to be the shopkeeper of a certain woman.When a woman gets married, she finds a shopkeeper.

These three words have puns, Zhu Yan naturally understands them.

Looking at Xiang Luo, Zhu Yan had mixed emotions in his eyes, and said:

"Share with you."

These four words can already give Xiang Luo infinite strength.

The two looked at Anwei again.

An Wei who ate a mouthful of dog food was silent for a while, and said:

"Actually, I can't say anything nasty. But you have to believe that this is the warmest home I have ever lived in. Maybe the conditions in the countryside are not as good as those in the city. I have to do this and that every day. But this kind of work It is much more nourishing than when I was a social animal before."

Zhu Yan complained, "Did I treat you badly?"

"You didn't treat it badly. It's also a three-point first-line job. And it's a mature company. It's not like it is now, every little progress during the entrepreneurial period is exciting."

All three laughed.

Anwei raised the cup a little higher: "Thank you for treating me like family."

The three stood up.

Xiang Luo: "In order to have the present every year!"

Zhu Yan: "In order to accompany each other!"

Anwei: "For the three of us!"

Three people: "Cheers!"

After drinking a cup, the three of them were a little bit drunk.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, I packed all these and cleaned up the bones of the remaining pig's trotters, all of which were watched by Zhu Naonao for a long while.Give it a good year too.

Xiang Luo lay on the bed a little drunk, watching Zhu Yan take off his clothes little by little.

He wasn't wearing pajamas, and neither was Xiang Luo.

Thinking of this, Xiang Luo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Zhu Yan stretched out his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, Xiang Luo stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhu Yan pushed hard twice, Xiang Luo simply blocked him with his mouth, turned over and pressed him under him.

"Don't turn off the light, I want to take a good look at you."

"Which day did you not see me?" Zhu Yan asked back.

"You look better than usual today, I'll see more." Xiang Luo would not hesitate to say his nasty love words when drinking some wine.

Zhu Yan didn't open his mouth, looking at Xiang Luo whose eyes were a bit blurred, with broken hair falling down, Zhu Yan stretched out his hand to straighten him.

With this action, Xiang Luo almost forgot his last name.

Possessing himself and kissing the person, taking advantage of such a little alcohol.

Zhu Yan's non-rejection undoubtedly gave Xiang Luo a further signal.

When the air gradually became hotter, Xiang Luo's ambition in his heart became bigger and bigger, and he couldn't control the longing in his heart.

"Zhu Yan!" Xiang Luo shouted his name in a hoarse voice, "Can you?"

Even though his sanity was about to collapse, Xiang Luo still waited for an answer from Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan's body had already blushed a little abnormally, and when his Adam's apple moved, Xiang Luo couldn't help but gnawed on it.

Feeling Xiang Luo's undisguised aggressiveness and increasingly uncontrollable desire.

Zhu Yan ran his fingers through Xiang Luo's hair, squinted his eyes, and the reddish corners of his eyes set off the mole of tears under his eyes, which was very strange.

"want to?"

Xiang Luo swept across his Adam's apple, Zhu Yan shuddered and smiled.

"You are so Y."

Zhu Yan said provocative words, but he still didn't give Xiang Luo the answer he wanted.

He was hanging Xiang Luo, teasing him and testing him.

Zhu Yan wanted to see where the limit was, and how high his position in Xiang Luo's heart had reached.

Will he be abandoned again?

To be that poor wretch who woke up and was the only one left in the world.

Xiang Luo could see that there was no answer to his question today.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Xiang Luo rubbed Zhu Yan's collarbone discouragedly: "On purpose."

"It deserves it." Zhu Yan knew.

Feeling his gloating, Xiang Luo couldn't hate him at all.

It's just the smile on his face that is really annoying.

Should have made him cry.

Xiang Luo raised his body and put one hand on Zhu Yan's chest.

Zhu Yan realized something, grabbed Xiang Luo's hair and felt Xiang Luo's body move down.

"do not!"

In the next second, Zhu Yan was speechless.

He didn't expect Xiang Luo to do this.

Whether it is counterattack or pure love.

Zhu Yan lost this round.

……

Waking up a bit late the next morning, Zhu Yan looked at the ceiling speechless.

sloppy.

Xiang Luo woke up early, and had been waiting for a while to see Zhu Yan wake up.

"Morning!" Xiang Luo's voice was refreshed.

Zhu Yan was startled, and turned around without looking at Xiang Luo.

Xiang Luo patted Zhu Yan's butt: "Does it still hurt?"

"Get out! Have you ever touched it?" It's not the back that Zhu Yan wants to hurt!

"Then do your best tonight." Xiang Luo said aggressively.

Zhu Yan only said: "There will be no next time."

As he spoke, he was about to get down and put on his clothes.

Xiang Luo took him into his arms.

"Tsk, you didn't recognize him when you lifted your pants because of being served last night?" Xiang Luo rubbed the back of his neck with a smile, "Why didn't I know you were a scumbag before."

Feeling Xiang Luo's breath falling on his neck, Zhu Yan only felt his scalp go numb.

"You don't have any points in your own mind?"

"I have a few, so I have to pester you." Xiang Luo kissed Zhu Yan's ear: "There is no meat, and a sip of soup is also good."

Zhu Yan's ears were red.

"To shut up!"

Xiang Luo didn't run on Zhu Yan either, he just hugged Zhu Yan, enjoying the satisfaction of having a beautiful woman in his arms.

"Relax, I won't force you." Xiang Luo's tone was full of satisfaction, "You are the most precious darling in my life. I will never force you if you don't want anything. What you want, No matter what, it will be delivered to you."

It can be seen that it is cheap and good.

It was rare for Zhu Yan not to spoil the atmosphere.He was hugged by Xiang Luo just like that.

The two still didn't reach home plate, but after being bitten by Xiang Luo, Zhu Yan also helped Xiang Luo once when he was moved.

Just like this, Xiang Luo is quite satisfied.

He will not rush for success, as long as there is a little progress every day.He could be a little closer to getting back to the top.

As long as Zhu Yan can come back, Xiang Luo has nothing to ask for.Every other share left is a gift.

Xiang Luo will cherish every point he gets.

Then embrace this happiness every day.

Until you grow old and die.

He really loves Zhu Yan.

He who loves doesn't even know where the boundaries are.

Maybe Zhu Yan itself is his boundary.

His highest peak, his bottom line, his critical point.