Eat and heal

The eggplant strips in the oil pan were still frying, and the range hood was on, making a slight humming, which kept the atmosphere from being too embarrassing.

"I want to write songs and compose well, it's as simple as that." Liu Feng sipped his tea slowly, and acted like a rascal on the show, "At that time, I was thinking about writing songs and composing music, and other things couldn't get into my head. I was tired and bored, so I left without caring."

He supported the dining table with one hand, rested his chin, and smiled helplessly: "Looking back now, I was really irresponsible at the time. I was so reckless and self-willed for a while, and I didn't have a good relationship with the one who loves me." Farewell to those people."

Looking at the camera, he solemnly and sincerely apologized to those who liked him back then: "I'm sorry, for my willful leaving without saying goodbye."

After a moment of silence, he laughed again: "However, I don't regret it. If I were the current me, I would make such a choice, but... the current me will definitely say goodbye to everyone."

Zhou Ge looked at his face, and said just right: "I'm going to say goodbye just after I got on the show, and I don't plan to hang out in the entertainment industry after seeing it."

Liu Feng chuckled, squinted his eyes and nodded: "Yes, yes, I'm just here to grab a meal and make up the number."

Meng Lan also recovered from the suddenly recovered relaxed tone, and said with a smile, "The dishes will be ready soon, let's talk first."

He turned around to pick up the fried eggplant strips, put them together with the fried beans beside it to control the oil, then started another stove, put it on the pan and turned on the fire.

Liu Feng jumped off the chair, glanced at the cut ingredients on the dining table, and said, "I'll help you get things, you can talk to me if you need anything."

Meng Lan nodded, first spread a layer of oil on the pan and heated it up, then put two pieces of cod marinated with salt and lemon juice into the pan and fry it slowly.The fish makes a nice, fine sizzling sound in contact with the oil, evoking a bit of lemon sourness.Zhou Ge on the side probed the probe and said pleasantly, "Huh? Are there any fish today?"

Quickly said again: "I like to eat fish." He graciously handed over the black pepper pot, "Add more black pepper."

"Okay." Meng Lang stared at the fish in the pan, one side was already slightly yellowed, so he turned it over, took the black pepper pot in his hand, slowly ground it into powder, and evenly sprinkled it on the surface of the cod.

Liu Feng rolled his eyes: "Look at your promise."

Zhou Ge raised his leg and kicked him: "Don't eat the kind!"

The fish was cooked quickly, and the other side was ready soon. Meng Lan turned over and sprinkled black pepper evenly, and said to Zhou Ge, "Brother Zhou, help me get the thyme."

Zhou Ge identified the pile of bottles and jars, found out the thyme powder and handed it to him.

Meng Lan lightly sprinkled a little bit on the cod, and the scent of thyme and black pepper instantly became intense.He put two slices of pan-fried cod on a plate and handed it to Zhou Ge who had been coveting for a long time.

Zhou Ge sniffed the cod, "It smells so good." He put the cod on the dining table near his side, and deliberately said to Liu Feng, "I won't give it to you."

Over there, Meng Lan is already preparing the second dish - Mapo Tofu.

"This is what I ordered!" Liu Feng smiled and handed over a small plate of beef cubes, and said, "Put more peppers."

Meng Lan asked, "Can you eat spicy food? Will it affect your throat?"

Liu Feng waved his hand: "It's okay, I don't rely on my throat to eat."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhou Ge provocatively, retaliated the resentment just now: "Master Zhou, don't eat it, protect your throat!"

Zhou Ge: "Childish."

Meng Lan stir-fried the beef cubes until they were cooked, then turned to low heat, threw a pinch of Chinese prickly ash and dried chili segments into the oil, and fried them until they became fragrant, then took them out and discarded them, then fried the bean paste and fermented soybeans until they became red oil, and sprinkled with minced green onion, ginger and garlic. Stir fry until fragrant.Slide the soaked tofu cubes into the pot, add half a bowl of water, stir gently, turn to high heat, wait for the pot to boil, add minced meat, pepper, light soy sauce, sugar, and chicken essence to taste.

"This is called fragrance!" Liu Feng enjoyed it, "How can life be less spicy?"

Meng Lan smiled and said, "Liu Feng, help me get down that bowl of water starch."

Liu Feng handed him the small transparent bowl on the dining table. Meng Lan saw that the water in the pot was getting less and less, tasted it, added some salt to taste, poured in the stirred water and starch, and put it on high heat to collect the juice.

Mapo tofu comes out of the pot, and the spicy taste is tangy.

Liu Feng took the initiative to bring it over, sprinkled chili oil, pepper oil, and chopped green onion on top, and said, "With this dish, I can eat two bowls of rice!"

Zhou Ge saw that Liu Feng passed things quickly, so he went back to his special work - fetching bowls and chopsticks and serving rice.

He took the old duck soup with dried bamboo shoots that had been simmering for two hours directly from the stove. When the lid of the casserole was lifted, the hot steam rolled up the soup and the delicious smell filled the room.The camera flies over the sky, and the duck meat and dried bamboo shoots are looming in the clear soup. Zhou Ge can't help but grab a handful of chopped green onions from the plate and sprinkle them in. The emerald green chopped green onions float on the slightly yellowish soup surface, which is indescribable. tempting.

He filled a spoonful with his own hands, blew on it, tasted it, and said to himself, "I need to add some salt."

But he couldn't control the amount, so he stretched out his finger and poked Meng Lan's waist: "Meng Lan, the soup is a bit weak."

Meng Lan's lower back was suddenly attacked, and her whole body trembled. The hand holding the frying pan trembled, and the stir-fried beef with tea tree mushroom almost spilled out.He hurriedly said: "Okay, okay... wait a minute!"

Zhou Ge was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing immediately: "Why are you shaking?"

The camera flashed across Meng Lan's face, his forehead was sweating slightly, and he didn't know whether it was from the heat or shame, his eyes were fixed on the beef in the pot, and he concentrated on it: "Right now!"

The fried beef with tea tree mushroom was out of the pot and put on a plate. Meng Lan wiped his hands on the apron before turning around to taste the soup.

Zhou Ge filled a spoonful for him and handed it to his mouth: "How is it?"

Meng Lan took two sips: "It's really a bit weak."

He added some salt, asked Zhou Ge to stir it, and then turned to stir-fry.

The meat dishes are all ready, and the remaining two dishes are also prepared quickly. A broccoli with garlic and a roasted tomato with beans will be served soon.

The three went to wash their hands one after another, and when they sat down at the dining table, Meng Lan was in the middle, Zhou Ge and Liu Feng were beside him.

The two who were naive and angry before had no taboos, and they also ate the spicy ones, sighing in satisfaction while eating.

"Let's talk about it, Zhou Ge, will I be able to stay in the next show?" Liu Feng loves Mapo Tofu and Bean Roasted Southern Eggplant, and he picked up half a bowl of it. gone."

Zhou Ge was speechless: "Do you really think you are free?"

"Hey, you don't understand the pain of being an otaku living alone."

Meng Lan ate slowly as usual, and asked while eating, "Are you busy with work now?"

"It's okay. When you're creating, it's mainly about inspiration. When you don't have inspiration, you can just sit around and bask in the sun all day. When you have inspiration, you can stay up for days and nights." Liu Feng couldn't help sighing again. "Recently, in order to reduce staying up late, I am getting closer to the old man's health-preserving life."

"You should show Meng Lan your thermos cup and tea box today." Zhou Ge teased, "The extra-large thermos cup and all kinds of small tea bags individually wrapped are sure to dazzle everyone."

Liu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Who said I didn't bring it? I'll make tea for you later."

Zhou Ge: "..."

Meng Lan poured a bowl of soup for each of the three, a little curious: "Is that an exaggeration?"

"I'm old, I'm old..." Liu Feng rubbed his stomach, stared at the bowl of soup in front of him, thought for a while, and decided to continue eating! "Those years were so busy, I felt like I was getting old very fast. Don't you think so?"

Meng Lan, who was the same age as him: "..."

With dry laughter, Meng Lan said, "I'm fine. I've always paid attention to my health. I exercise every day. My body is fine."

"Listen, listen, what a healthy life!" Liu Feng deliberately said to Zhou Ge, "Zhou Ge, you should learn more from others! Exercise every day!"

Zhou Ge glanced at him and muttered, "I'm so tired after work every day, why do I exercise!"

Two people who were too lazy to exercise argued about this issue, but Meng Lan, who was exercising every day, sipped soup and listened to their bickering, and when they were tired from the quarrel, she said: "Exercising more is good for your body and sleep. It’s always good to exercise when you have free time.”

The other two looked teachable, but they didn't mean to be obedient.

Zhou Ge concluded: "I understand the truth, I just don't want to move..."

The tone is very righteous.

Meng Lan could only sigh helplessly.

After eating, the round-bellied bickering duo slumped at the dining table too lazy to move. Meng Lan, who ate slowly and knew how to stop eating, stood up to clean up the dishes.

Zhou Ge looked at the hardworking junior with squinted eyes, and said with satisfaction: "This day is really beautiful."

Liu Feng scolded with a smile: "Someone cooks for you and washes the dishes, but you just eat, can't it be beautiful?"

He walked around the dining table, and after a while, he brought over his extra-large thermos cup—no, it should be called a thermos pot, and he was carrying a square iron box designed in the shape of a Rubik's cube in his hand, Holding the guitar.

"Here, make tea." He pushed the thermos and tea box to Zhou Ge, hung the guitar on his body, sat on the chair with his long legs, and dialed two notes casually, "After dinner, I will Here are two songs for you."

Zhou Ge smiled and didn't bother with him. He opened the thermos and found that there was water in it...

"You actually came here carrying a few catties of water..." He was shocked, "Have you lost your mind? I still need your pot of water here?"

Liu Feng said seriously: "That's right, this is the water in my brain, I saved it and brought it for you to drink."

Zhou Ge: "..."

Meng Lan who was washing the dishes was almost teased by the two of them and dropped the dishes.

So Zhou Ge casually took three small tea bags out of the tea box, put one bag in each of the three cups, picked up the extra-large thermos, and poured water to make tea.

After Liu Feng adjusted the guitar, he flicked it casually, and a brisk little tune rang out.He was humming in tune with the tune, and the gurgling sound of Zhou Ge pouring water seemed to be the accompaniment, which made people feel at ease.

In the picture, Meng Lan is washing the dishes with his back to them, Zhou Ge is guarding the oversized thermos, drinking tea with his chin resting on one hand, and Liu Feng on the other side is playing a tune and humming. The years are quiet and good.

After the song was played, Meng Lan also finished washing the dishes and re-boiled a pot of water. He also sat down in front of the dining table and drank Liu Feng's health-preserving tea. Liu Feng, who looked much more mature, asked, "Liu Feng, let me ask you a question."

Liu Feng drank tea to soothe his throat, and replied with "um".

"It didn't matter if you were a celebrity back then, or you quit the entertainment circle later, or you're doing other jobs now, why are you so sure?" Meng Lan looked at him, the curiosity in her eyes was undisguised, "Is there ever a time when you were confused? ?”

After finishing speaking, he felt embarrassed again, took a sip of tea to hide, and said: "I'm a person who doesn't have a goal, just... I often don't know what to do."

Liu Feng smiled understandingly and said, "No."

"No what?"

"I won't be confused." Liu Feng said decisively, "Since I was young, I have always known what I want, and I have never been confused by external factors. I have never regretted every decision I made. "

Meng Lan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "That's great."

Know what you want, know what you are doing, and never regret.Such a person is really...too enviable.

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