There is a handsome man in the rough family

Zhao Xiangbei gulped down a large bowl of water and stroked his chin casually.

"I went to the county town to report to the officials with the eldest son of the village chief's family. The government officials have already gone to Tianjia Village to arrest people."

Tang Xiaofu raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Brother Tiefeng, aren't you working in the county? Why are you back today?"

Zhao Xiangbei put down the tea bowl: "Today was also an accident. It turned out that he Muxiu was at home and took the villagers to fetch water from the river. The two sides had a conflict. If it didn't happen that the eldest brother was there, he would be the one who was injured. Of course, he can't do this." Let it go lightly."

Tang Xiaofu nodded: "Didn't you go to Tianjia Village with them?"

Zhao Xiangbei scratched his head in embarrassment: "A room is full of old and small, crying and howling. I can't see such a scene the most."

Tian Laosan is a gambler and a fool, and his elderly parents work hard.

The husband in the family lit a lamp and boiled oil to make needlework, and the little money he earned was secretly used by him to gamble, and even beat people when he returned home.

Being arrested now might be a good thing for the family.

Although this matter can be thought of in this way, it cannot be said in words.

Tang Xiaofu paused, then changed the subject and said, "Are you hungry, shall I cook you a bowl of noodles?"

Zhao Xiangbei nodded, showing his white teeth.

"I want to eat the cold noodles you made last time. It's sweet and sour."

Tang Xiaofu raised his eyebrows, and agreed with all his heart: "Okay, let's add boneless meat with sharp pepper."

"Yeah, I'll make a fire and knead the dough for you."

Zhao Xiangbei happily followed Tang Xiaofu into the kitchen.

Zhao Xiangbei pressed the dough in the basin with a pair of rough hands, feeling effortless.

Tang Xiaofu intentionally put a little salt in it, this made the noodles taste more chewy and smooth.

Quickly fish out the big bones in the pot, pick a small pot of lean meat, and marinate with a little soy sauce and salt.

I went to the small vegetable garden in the backyard and picked a few small peppers, two cucumbers, and a few shallots.

When he came back, Zhao Xiangbei had finished kneading the noodles. Tang Xiaofu pointed out that Tang Xiaofu wiped the surface clean, spread the dough on it, rolled it into dough cakes, and cut them into thin strips.

Zhao Xiangbei swiped the thin white noodles a few times with the knife in his hand, covering the entire chopping board. Tang Xiaofu couldn't help but give his thumbs up deeply.

"Knife skill is good. You can't cook, but knife skills are so good, but you have learned it before."

When making hand-rolled noodles at home, Tang Xiaofu cut them himself.

Once I found that Zhao Xiangbei's knives were excellent, and he could cut noodles.Not only thin but even in size.

He was overjoyed, and Zhao Xiangbei became his labor force when making noodles from then on.

Zhao Xiangbei shredded his hand, shook his head for a while, and nodded again.

"When I was young, the people at home watched me very strictly. I worked in the fields all day, and I didn't know anything else. I learned this skill of using a knife from an old soldier when I was serving in the army."

Tang Xiaofu's nose was slightly sore, he took a deep breath, and clenched his fists.

"It's okay, you can help me chop vegetables in the future, and I will prepare delicious food for you."

Zhao Xiangbei nodded heavily, his eyes full of emotion.

Tang Xiaofu's face was burning with hot water, and he quickly put the noodles into the pot, avoiding Zhao Xiangbei's scorching gaze.

"Ah! The water is boiling, let's go, let's get the noodles."

Tang Xiaofu, who was busy by the stove, did not see the cunning that flashed in Zhao Xiangbei's eyes.

The noodles are cooked without the effort of a cup of tea.

Tang Xiaofu put some scallions and garlic slices in it, poured in soy sauce and vinegar, and finally drizzled some sesame oil and chili oil.

Cut some cucumber shreds and mix slightly.

The fragrance of cucumber and the pungentness of chili make your mouth water.

At this moment, the deboned meat is also marinated, heat the pan with cold oil, put the deboned meat in the pot, and pour in the shredded green peppers.

Put the right sliced ​​garlic, stir-fry quickly, and then add a little salt, the spicy taste instantly fills the whole kitchen.

Zhao Xiangbei's stomach growled when he smelled the fragrance.

Holding the plate attentively, he stood beside Tang Xiaofu and waited for the food to be served.

Tang Xiaofu took out the pork fried peppers and shook his head triumphantly at Zhao Xiangbei.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go get the bowls and chopsticks and eat."

"Hey! Xiaofu, you can eat some too."

Zhao Xiangbei smiled innocently, and followed Tang Xiaofu to eat under the grape arbor.

A pair of hot and sour cold noodles with chopsticks, and a mouthful of spicy pork fried peppers, Zhao Xiangbei ate without raising his head or opening his eyes.

The bowl of noodles hadn't gone down yet, when Tang Laoer's shout suddenly came from the door.

"Oh, it smells so good, it smells so good, Brother Fu, did you make something delicious again?"

Tang Lao Er, a young man with a green head, ran under the grape arbor, and when he saw the cold noodles and vegetables, he couldn't move.

Swallowing saliva, he looked at Tang Xiaofu and giggled.

"Brother Fu, it must be because the noodles you made are really delicious. The second brother is hungry."

Tang Xiaofu was dumbfounded by this idiot.

"If you're hungry, don't take the bowls and chopsticks to eat. If you take a step slower, all of them will be eaten up in the north."

Tang Xiaofu got up again and went to the backyard to pick two juicy cucumbers.

Fortunately, when he was preparing the meal, he thought that Tang Er Er might come back.

Prepare some more noodles, more than enough for two people.

The two men were both big-bellied men, and with a few chopsticks, most of the bowl of cold noodles was eaten up.

Stir-fried peppers with meat, and even the oil on the plate, were eaten by Tang Laoer's Korean fire noodles.

In the end, he burped heavily and collapsed on the stone bench.

"Shu Tan, eh? Is there any meat at home?"

Tang Xiaofu brewed a big pot of tea and burst out laughing upon hearing this.

"It's a big bone specially bought by Xiang Bei. I saw that there was a lot of meat on it, so I shaved it off."

At this moment, Tang Xiaofu put the big bones in the earthen pot, and boiled them slowly over a low fire.

The piece of pork liver has also been scrubbed with alkali and soaked in water.

After Boss Tang woke up for a while, he cooked porridge to replenish his energy and blood.

Tang Xiaofu put the rice into the pot, cut the pork liver into small pieces, and put them in the crock.

A few slices of ginger were put in to get rid of the fishy smell, and the lid was half closed and simmered on low heat.

Tang Xiaofu, that idiot of the second brother, sent him back to the house to rest.

I have to go to the field with old man Tang in a while, and I can't bear it if I don't have a good rest.

Zhao Xiangbei sat next to Tang Xiaofu, helping him watch the fire in the crock, adding and subtracting wood from time to time.

"You have been busy for a day, and you ran to the county again, so go and have a rest."

Zhao Xiangbei shook his head: "This kind of work is nothing, I will accompany you."

Zhao Xiangbei's black eyes were full of warmth.

Tang Xiaofu couldn't help his heart pounding, and quickly looked away.

Flipping through the jar, Zhou hurriedly changed the subject.

"I'm going to give Mumo five hundred Wen every month as a housekeeper."

Zhao Xiangbei nodded in a so-called way: "It should. I happened to meet an old man on the road celebrating his birthday and sold it for 70 taels of silver. You don't have to worry about buying whatever you want."

"Let's save the money for emergencies."

Tang Xiaofu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say.

Although he has a golden finger in his hand, he must find a reason to take it out.

Some are uncomfortable.