[Rebirth] Medicated Life

"What are you doing with so much beef?" Han Wu stretched out his hand to stop Zuo Weitang who was about to put beef into the cart.

Zuo Weitang glanced at him in confusion, "Didn't you say you wanted to fire yourself?"

Han Wu stared at him weakly, but he couldn't figure out the answer to the question he just asked from this sentence, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked patiently: "Yes, I mean, I can't stand the obvious When you have a kitchen, you still abuse yourself to order takeaway every day, but I can’t figure it out, what does this have to do with you buying vegetables and taking three times and four times everything?”

Although Han Wu himself has the habit of storing food, those are for the food that has been prepared and can be stored for a long time, not these raw materials.

Zuo Weitang shook the beef in his hand, "Practice always requires consumables."

Han Wu was startled, and when he came back to his senses, Zuo Weitang had already walked to the fruit and vegetable area in front of him.

practise?Han Wu pushed the cart and followed, smacking these two words in his heart.

Does he mean that cooking requires practice, so budget for the consumables needed for failure?

"You mean...you want to cook for me?" Han Wu walked behind Zuo Weitang, denied his idea of ​​buying sword beans, and then asked with a casual look.

God knows, what a heroic drumbeat is actually beating in his heart. A man like this actually wants to... cook for himself?

Zuo Weitang raised his eyes from the radish in his hand, and glanced at him lightly, "How is it possible? This is bought for your experiment, you have to practice until you can eat it."

As he spoke, he threw three white radishes into the cart and continued walking.

Boom—the drum in Han Wu's heart fell to the ground!

With a trace of resentment that he didn't understand, his face darkened slightly, and he looked at the man in front of him who was looking through fruits and vegetables.

After picking and picking, the two came to the cash register counter.

With a gloomy "smiling face" in front of the cashier and Zuo Weitang, Han Wuleng pulled out the twice as much ingredients, put them aside, and pushed them aside with a swipe of his hand With less than a third of the ingredients left, he said to the cashier, "Check out!"

The cashier looked at the ingredients piled aside, then looked at the boy in front of him, opened his mouth a few times, and finally took a look at the man standing behind the boy, and immediately closed his mouth without saying anything. to start scanning the barcode.

Zuo Weitang, who witnessed all this, only slightly raised his eyebrows, and didn't even look at the fiddled ingredients. After the cashier scanned all the barcodes, he consciously took out the card, swiped the card to sign the bill, picked up the ingredients, leave!

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Han Wu took the lead to enter the door, and specially blocked Zuo Weitang's way. In front of him, he changed into the pair of slippers he was wearing earlier, and then took out a new pair from the cabinet, unpacked it and put it behind him. Didn't say anything, just walked inside.

Zuo Weitang was stunned for a while, and when he saw Han Wu put the slippers in front of him, he suddenly realized.Thinking about the still gloomy expression on Han Wu's face, he changed his mind and changed into slippers and entered the door.

Han Wu, who witnessed this scene, felt a little better, at least he can correct it, right?Then he went straight into the living room, threw all the large bags of clothes and shoes on the sofa, then turned around and followed Zuo Weitang into the kitchen.

Watching him tidy up all the ingredients, seasonings and other things bought from the supermarket, take all the food to be eaten at night to the chopping board and the sink, and stuff all the things that are not needed temporarily into the crisper or freezer.

"You're quite skilled!" Han Wu stood by the door and finally softened his tone to tease him.

Zuo Weitang looked up at him and didn't speak. After finishing everything, Zuo Weitang walked out of the kitchen, "I'm going to take a shower, you cook!"

Halfway through the walk, I suddenly said, "It seems that there is no stomach medicine at home, you must..."

Take it easy!

Han Wu's grinning mouth finally burst, this man... his mouth is really bad.

Seeing that he threw off his arms before entering the bathroom and began to take off his clothes. Before entering the bathroom, there was only a pair of underwear hanging on his body. Looking at the clothes that had been thrown all over the floor, Han Wu confirmed a fact in his heart , The sanitation work of this family is obviously done by hourly workers.

Instead of looking at the man who immediately collapsed at home with a calm and self-sufficient image, he turned and went into the kitchen, thinking about the dishes for the evening.

Speaking of cooking, this is really the first time Han Wu has cooked since his rebirth. Even though they rented together with the boss for more than two months, they always took turns taking food out together or cooking something to fill their stomachs.

Han Wu picked up the beef on the chopping board, looked left and right, and had to admit that something more expensive is indeed better.

He flipped through the lamb loin and liver and the ribs he wanted to eat, then glanced at the few green leafy vegetables and onions floating in the pool, couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose—— It's really the style of old men, almost invisible!

He rolled up his sleeves, took out the rice, and after getting out of the rice cooker, he began to wash the various ingredients he bought.

Put it on the chopping board, cut everything according to the needs, and after stacking them neatly, I turned out a large soup pot, put the thinly sliced ​​lamb kidneys, mutton, and liver into it, poured cooking wine, spices and a little salt, mixed Add starch and egg whites, and put on a good paste.

Turn on the fire in the pot, pour in the newly opened salad oil, when it is [-]% hot, pour in the three lambs, and mix a few slices of winter bamboo shoots and red peppers into it.

When he turned around to get a small bowl of side dishes such as onion, ginger and garlic, he was startled by the figure behind him.

"What are you doing there?" Han Wu muttered, the movement of his hands didn't stop, he increased the heat, heated the added oil until it was [-]% to [-]% hot, poured in minced green onion, ginger and garlic to sauté until fragrant, one Sting, this kitchen, since it was built, for the first time emits the pungent smell of oil fume and a unique scent that belongs to the world.

As soon as the aroma came out, Han Wu quickly poured the three kinds of sheep back, stir-fried, watched the heat, added cooking wine and vinegar in turn, once again removed the smell of mutton, and then licked the soy sauce to adjust the flavor, added Remove the dark soy sauce for coloring, and finally add salt, chicken essence and sugar to taste.

Before serving, Han Wu splashed the raw starch water with a spatula to thicken the sauce, and then turned off the fire to serve.

Holding the food plate, Han Wu glanced at the messy kitchen counter, then looked at it leaning on it again, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the incomprehensible Zuo Weitang stuffed the food in his hand to him without hesitation. Hand, "Here, take it out and set the table."

As soon as the man walked out of sight, Han Wu immediately let out a deep breath. Although he had been trying his best to put all his attention on cooking, the more and more penetrating substantive eyes of the man behind him made him rise up again. That familiar trembling feeling.

Han Wu scratched his head, not wanting to think about it too much, looked at the ingredients on the counter, and there was another dish of crispy fried beef and sweet and sour pork ribs to be prepared, and the basket of vegetables was randomly stir-fried at the end. Fan will do.

Thinking about it, I started, and threw all the cut beef into the pot to blanch. Taking advantage of this time slot, Han Wu put the ribs in a slurry, put them all in the oil pan, and waited for the beef to be blanched. Still tossing in the pan.

Han Wu immediately pulled out the casserole, put in water, put the beef in, and then added ginger, onion, cinnamon, star anise, cooking wine, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, salt and sugar and other seasonings and spices .Put it on the stove, bring it to a boil on high heat, turn to low heat, and cook slowly until the beef becomes crispy.

At the same time, the pork ribs in the pot were also fished out. After changing the pot, add clear oil, turn on the fire, and add rock sugar. Mature vinegar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, no syrup added——When Han Wu was at home, the authentic sweet and sour pork ribs cooked by his mother never specially boiled syrup to coat them, and they were still delicious.

When the pork ribs are on the plate, the beef in the pot has been dried up with marinade, put it on a plate and let it cool for later use, and then mix the batter with eggs and flour, heat the pot of oil that fried the ribs earlier, and put the beef After hanging the egg roux, fry it in the pan until golden brown, take it out, sprinkle salt and pepper and cumin on the plate.

Finally, I poured out the hot oil in the pot and put it in a jar, and rummaged through the vegetables with the remaining oil.

When Han Wu came out with the sweet and sour pork ribs and crispy fried beef, he found that Zuo Weitang had been standing outside holding the plate for an unknown how long.

"You are posting

What are you stunned for? "Han Wu asked as he walked over. Doesn't it feel hot when holding the hot dish? Or is this man just thick-skinned and thick-skinned?

Zuo Weitang was shocked by the sound of Han Wu approaching, and immediately came back to his senses, and calmly put the three kinds of sheep in his hand on the table. Next to the three sheep.

"Suddenly I got a taste of...'hungry'." Zuo Weitang followed Han Wu to the kitchen to get the dishes and the last plate of...vegetables?Zuo Weitang frowned.

"Hungry?" Han Wu served two bowls of rice, while deliberately ignoring Zuo Weitang's distaste for that plate of green vegetables. Sure enough, even if he could eat anything, he still had his likes and dislikes. "The young master has never been hungry?"

Zuo Weitang shook his head, "When performing missions before, it was normal not to find food for three to five days."

When Zuo Weitang served the dish that Han Wu handed over, he really had a feeling that he had never experienced before. It was a strong feeling derived from psychology, and then turned into a physical feeling. Spread to the whole heart and brain... This series of feelings, he attributed to the "hunger" that he hadn't tasted!

And how to get rid of this hunger...

Han Wu looked at him puzzled, was he really abandoned by the times?Why does he always feel that there is a huge obstacle in the communication between them?

You still haven't said, what is your "hungry"?Han Wu attacked him silently.

Zuo Weitang sat at the dining table, looked at Han Wu's expression, and was slightly absent-minded, "You don't want to know what 'hungry' is." Horrified, Han Wu immediately behaved himself, stood at attention, raised his chest, pulled out the chair, took a seat, served the bowl, and grilled the rice.

Halfway through the meal, Han Wu sat down with his stomach full and stopped moving his chopsticks.

Zuo Weitang only raised his eyelids and glanced at him without making a sound. After finishing the bowl, he ran to the kitchen to refill the meal by himself. After running back, the speed of eating immediately increased by more than one level.

As for the meat and vegetables that could be seen on the table, they were all cleaned up, except for the leftover green vegetables that Han Wu ate, only a little less than one or two chopsticks.

Han Wu frowned. Whether it was the man's eating speed or the man's eating habits, in Han Wu's view, it was a kind of slow suicide.

But when he was still holding the bowl, his eating speed was obviously not the same as fighting.

"You're not in a hurry, don't you need to be in such a hurry?" Han Wu finally couldn't see it.

Zuo Weitang listened, the movements of his hands paused, and within a few seconds he reverted to his old ways, eating like a battle, until it was over, he said slowly: "I'm used to it, before... I didn't have much time to waste on On to dinner."

Han Wujian

I was suffocated, unable to speak, and covered up my embarrassment by clearing the dishes—they still knew very little about each other.

Zuo Weitang got up and walked to him, watching him enter the kitchen with the dishes in his hands, the faucet was turned on, and the water was rushing. looking at his figure.

What exactly is living in this body?

From time to time, it exudes a special smell, so so... It makes people miss it.

After Han Wu finished washing the dishes, he bewilderedly realized that since he had already cooked dinner...in fact, he didn't need to wash the dishes, right?He didn't come to be a servant!

Thinking about it, he turned around with a sense of arrogance that he would never have in front of An Xuyang and the others, and crashed into the deep pool at a glance, causing Han Wu's rare "dominant spirit" to immediately turn into a balloon. The breath dissipated with a stabbing sound.

"It's all done?" Zuo Weitang looked at him and asked, "Okay, let's rest, today is considered a day of running!"

Han Wu's eyebrows twitched for no reason. No wonder he said that he seemed to have forgotten something. It turned out to be here. He hasn't seen where his room is until now?

"Oh, where should I sleep then?" Han Wu asked, shaking off the drops of water from his hands. Looking from the living room, there were two closed doors besides the bathroom and the master bedroom. There should be a guest room in it.

Zuo Weitang, who was already walking in front of Han Wu and was about to go to the bedroom, suddenly turned around and frowned at him, "Why are you sleeping?"

Han Wu was taken aback, looking at Zuo Weitang's expression, the vague sense of weirdness finally came to his mind, "Didn't you want me to share a room and a bed with you?"