Food for the people

Aunt Zhao's splashing was enough, and although it didn't achieve the effect she expected, she had no choice but to go home first. After all, everything that can be used to make a fuss has been done, and there is nothing more to say.

She straightened her messy hairpin, looked back at the little servant girl who had shrunk to the side and dared not speak, and stared, "Why don't you help me go back and wait to die?"

The little maid quickly and carefully went up to help her up, and quietly glanced at Qiao Ling, feeling some sympathy for the two brothers in her heart.

Aunt Zhao's family walked a few steps, then turned her head abruptly, looked at Zhao Deshen who was standing there like a wooden stake, and said angrily: "Aren't you going back with me, are you here as a watchdog?"

Zhao Deshen turned his head and gave her a vicious look, then walked towards Qiao Yu.

Aunt Zhao raised her voice and shouted: "My surname is Zhao, I think you don't think about it anymore, just wait until you get home."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked away angrily.

Zhao Deshen walked up to Qiao Yu, blushed, hesitated for a while and said to Qiao Yu, "I'm sorry nephew."

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "What did uncle say? Although my nephew is not good at writing, he has been studying for a few years. This makes sense."

The more polite Qiao Yu was, the more uncomfortable Zhao Deshen felt.

He also saw that this nephew seemed to be different from before, his speech was not the same as it used to be, but he only thought that he changed his temper after a serious illness, and he didn't think about anything else at all. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of his brother who died young, leaving only these two children for him to take care of, but in the end he was taken care of like this.

Zhao Deshen was too ashamed to lift his head.

But Qiao Yu said again: "Uncle, my nephew has something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

This polite statement made Qiao Yu want to laugh a little, but he couldn't help it.

When Zhao Deshen refused to let him talk, he nodded repeatedly, "Say it, say it."

"Even if this person has great abilities, if his house is in trouble, life must be difficult. Uncle, what do you think?"

Zhao Deshen only thought that he was going to sue the shrewd wife of his family, so his face turned bitter for a moment, and he nodded, "Hey, isn't that right."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his response, Qiao Yu's expression changed, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "Since uncle understands, then nephew has the courage to put this ugly talk first."

"I've always been kind and revengeful. I remember my uncle's great kindness, and I will never forget my aunt's sharp tongue. For the sake of the friendship between the two families, I will bear it again. But if my aunt comes to disturb my house again, I will definitely get it back."

Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhao Deshen, then smiled sincerely as if conjuring, and said, "I still hope Uncle Haihan."

Zhao Deshen left with a complicated expression.

If it wasn't for Qiao Yu's bright eyes, he would have only thought that his nephew told him a joke.

The two brothers of the Qiao family were raised by Zhao Deshen, and the two families have always been close, so Zhao Deshen always felt that he knew the two brothers fairly well.

The boss is honest and sincere, but he has read too many sage books, so he is unavoidably pedantic and old-fashioned. He is more than smart but not shrewd.

The younger one is quite clever, but he is too young to be mature.

After Joe's father died, Zhao Deshen originally wanted Qiao Sheng to temporarily hand over the Qiao family business to him to take care of it. He couldn't help feeling that he was taking the opportunity to take advantage of the two children. Besides, there was a tiger woman in his family. Even if he had no idea, he couldn't guarantee that the woman would not play tricks behind her back, so he had to give up.

Only half a month after Qiao Sheng took over, Zhao Deshen saw that something was wrong, and privately pointed out to Qiao Sheng a few times, but Qiao Sheng is really not the type to do business, and it is impossible for him to stay in Qiao's shop every day, so even if he thinks about it Helping, but in the end it was still powerless.

Later, Qiao Sheng became seriously ill due to stagnation of qi and blood, and Zhao Deshen wanted to help, but Qiao Sheng didn't let go, presumably because of the anger in his heart, he was still unwilling to bow his head to others, and in the end Zhao Deshen had to follow the advice of the two brothers. The idea is to sell the house and real estate, and re-buy the dilapidated small yard.

He originally thought to wait until Qiao Ling got older, and he would let Qiao Ling go to his shop, hand over some things to Qiao Ling, and then try to get him to resume the old business of the Qiao family and support the Qiao family again. stand up.

But now Zhao Deshen feels that maybe Qiao's family will revitalize without waiting for Qiao Ling to grow up, because Qiao's spirit has changed, and he has become different from before.

Zhao Deshen and his wife left one by one. Qiao Yu didn't wait for the onlookers to disperse, and slammed the courtyard door in front of them.

At the same time, everyone's whispering was also isolated from the door.

Then he raised his hand at Qiao Ling, as if nothing happened just now, and pointed to the clothes in the package.

"Come on, try?"

Qiao Ling hummed, took the new clothes from him, and entered the room.

After a while, Qiao Ling came out to try on clothes.

It has to be said that the two brothers of the Qiao family have good skins. Although Qiao Yu is a little dissatisfied with his overly handsome face, he can't say that he is not good-looking against his conscience.

And Qiao Ling is different, as Qiao Ling himself said, his appearance is more inherited from Qiao's father, he looks very energetic with thick eyebrows and big eyes, although he is young and not well nourished, he doesn't look too tall, But judging from the growth of bones, he should not be short in the future.

The azure jacket wore on Qiao Ling's body, exuding an aura of wealth and nobility. He still looked like a rich man with no worries about food and clothing, and he was completely out of tune with the children born and raised on West Street.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Qiao Yu leaned against the door holding a hand warmer and said.

Qiao Ling smiled, and was about to go back and take off her clothes until the first day of the new year, when Qiao Yu said again: "Some people are just passers-by in your whole life, and most of them are not even passers-by. Actually, if you take these people’s words into your heart word for word, you’d be really stupid.”

Qiao Ling stood up straight, realized what Qiao Yu was referring to, and nodded heavily.

"Well, I remember."

Qiao Yu smiled and said: "You can teach me, that's enough, go and change your clothes, what do you want for lunch, brother will cook for you."

Qiao Ling's eyes lit up.

"Is barbecue okay?"

Qiao Yu laughed: "You just remember the barbecue. I've been eating a bit greasy these two days. I don't want to eat it. Let's have noodles at noon."

Qiao Ling didn't pick any meat. Qiao Yu said he would eat noodles, and he nodded enthusiastically. Anyway, he has seen Qiao Yu's cooking skills these days. As long as it is made by him, there is no one without him. don't like something.

Qiao Yu scooped up a bowl of flour, cracked two eggs into it, and kneaded the flour into fluff with the warm water in the pot, kneaded the fluff into dough again and again, and the dough with eggs added Slightly yellowish and smooth, Qiao Yu pulled a piece of clean cotton cloth to cover it, and let it wake up slowly.

He said he didn't eat meat, but in fact, if there was no meat at all, Qiao Yu always felt that it would be a little less tasty, so after thinking about it, he still cut a small piece of backbone meat and shredded it.

The sauerkraut fresh out of the altar was also cut into thin shreds, and a few peppers and ginger that Qiao Yu put in not long ago were also cut into it, which had been soaked sour and refreshing. There were red and yellow ones when paired together. It looks very appetizing.

Stir-fry the shredded pork in a hot pan and then serve it out. The shredded sauerkraut and sour ginger and garlic are fried together in the pot to give off a sour fragrance. Add half a spoonful of soy sauce and half a spoonful of salt, then return the shredded pork to the pot and stir-fry the shredded pork. The shredded pork is soaked in sauerkraut sour The taste is refreshing, and it is a little greasy.

While lighting the fire, Qiao Ling sniffed.

"Is it delicious?" After Qiao Yu rolled up his sleeves and took out the dishes, he cleaned the pot and added half a pot of water into it, "Big fire, bring to a boil."

Qiao Ling obediently added a few sticks of firewood, then nodded, "Sweet!"

The sour and appetizing smell permeates the entire kitchen, and even the saliva can't wait to secrete it.

Qiao Yu took off the cotton cloth covering the basin and poked the dough with his hand. The dough was slightly dented and then rebounded quickly, so he took it out.

Uncover the lid of the cupboard, put the dough on the chopping board, pull out the rolling pin and roll it around, sprinkle a pinch of cornstarch, roll the dough on the rolling pin, and push it evenly from the middle to both sides.

The dough cake became bigger and thinner in his hands, and then Qiao Yu folded the big dough slices one by one like folding a fan, put away the rolling pin and pulled out the kitchen knife, and cut the dough into thin and long slices. After grabbing the long strips and shaking them a few times, they were thrown into the boiling soup pot.

The yellowish noodles floated up after being rolled a few times in the water, and they were boiled in boiling water.

Qiao Yu took out the noodles, poured a spoonful of sauerkraut and shredded pork that made her saliva secrete, and said to Qiao Ling, "Eat."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Ling stood up and replied, "Here we are."

This is simply the best noodle that Qiao Ling has ever eaten. The sour and appetizing dish, the chewy noodle, coupled with a mouthful of fresh and sour soup, is simply delicious in the world.

Qiao Ling ate up his own bowl in twos and twos, went to the kitchen to fill another bowl and ate more than half of it before Qiao Yu finished his bowl.

Qiao Ling stood up and wanted to serve him, but Qiao Yu waved his hand and refused.

"full."

When Qiao Yu was full, she sat in front of Qiao Ling and supported her face to watch him eat.

In winter, Qiao Ling was sweating hot from eating, with the tip of his nose glowing red, buried in a bowl, and gulped down the soup.

"What do you think of this side?"

Qiao Ling was so hungry that he didn't have time to talk, he just raised his head to look at him, nodded, waited until the soup in the bowl was drained, then sat up straight and said, "It's delicious, better than all the soups I've ever eaten. The noodles are delicious together.”

Qiao Yu smiled, and asked again: "Then what do you think if I use this noodle to open a small stall?"

Although he was smiling, Qiao Yu didn't look like he was joking at all.

Qiao Ling looked at him, momentarily stunned.

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