Chapter 722: Like to eat braised pork

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After an internship at the Luo family, plus the personal guidance of Luo's mother, Fang Ruichen wanted to give her parents a chance to wash the dust with confidence.
In recent days, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang went to inspect the branch offices abroad, returned home by plane on Friday night, and landed at 10 o'clock in the morning on Saturday. Fang Ruichen has been inquiring for a long time, and has been following the news on the Internet, making sure there is no delay.
Fang Ruichen estimated that if there was no traffic jam, he would be home at twelve, but it didn't matter if he was later, he could wait. After all, this four dishes and one soup is not too difficult, he thinks he is OK.
Fang Ruichen arranged for the driver to pick up the plane, while he was mysteriously preparing a noon dinner at home. Fang Ruichen started preparing the dishes early in the morning. Although he was not in a hurry, he could prepare them first.
When Grandpa Kui saw Fang Ruichen busy working in the kitchen, he came to make fun. Fang Ruichen said quickly: "Master Kui, what do you like to eat, I will make it for you, and it is easy to add a dish."
"I don't have such a mouthful!" Grandpa Kui smiled. "I have an old man to go fishing today, and I'm leaving now."
"Then you're really out of mouth." Fang Ruichen shrugged with regret. "But it doesn't matter. I'll make it for you the other day. What do you like to eat?"
"Braised pork!" Grandpa Kui said without thinking.
"This won't work!" Fang Ruichen immediately objected. "The braised pork is too greasy. You are too old to eat this. It ’s bad for your health. You can easily get three highs and diabetes."
Fang Ruichen used the words that Mother Luo taught her, but he did not expect that Kui Ye and Luo Haowen both like to eat braised pork.
"Master, grow up! Be sensible!" Grandpa Kui's eyes were reddish. "Everyone knows that the old man is distressed. If the old man knew, I would be pleased."
"Master Kui, don't say that, I'm sorry, everyone will be sensible! Looking back, I'll make you a dish suitable for the elderly. Do you have anything to avoid and don't like it?" Fang Ruichen asked.
"No, I don't picky eaters. As long as it is made by the young master, I like it." Grand Master Kui said, "However, if the young master can learn how to cook Hunanese chopped fish head, this is the best. There is also the lamb soup pot of Miss Qian Qian, the old lady likes it too tightly! "
"Okay, I know." Fang Ruichen said, "This is what my grandpa likes. I naturally have to learn. It is the spirit of heaven to comfort Grandpa. But, Kui, what do you like?"
"I like what the old lady likes. I do like the young master," said Kui Ye.
"Well, Lord Kui, go fishing. If you catch a big fish, I will make steamed fish for you. Steamed is good for your health," Fang Ruichen said.
"Okay! I'll do my best!" Kui Ye said.
Kui Ye left the Fang's villa with a fishing rod. In fact, he did not invite the old man, but he was at home, Fang Ruichen must invite him to the table, and he wanted to give Fang Ruichen's family of three to three people, and did not want to disturb their family Three. Although he has been in Fang's family all his life, in the final analysis, he is an outsider, only a high-level subordinate.
However, Fang Ruichen treated him this way, and he was really content. He watched Fang Ruichen so sensible and happy for the deceased old lady.
Fang Ruichen did not prepare wine, but intended to use fruit juice instead, which was more nutritious.
Fang Ruichen said to the driver that he was about to call him when he was about to arrive. Fang Ruichen washed and cut the dishes and cooked the soup over a small fire. After waiting for the call, he cooked the food and his parents could eat the steaming delicious food when he entered the door.
At about half past eleven, the driver called Fang Ruichen. "Master, we have already got off the airport expressway. About half an hour later we will be home. No traffic jam today, it should be almost twelve o'clock."
"Okay! Drive around. Bye!" Fang Ruichen hung up the phone and went to the kitchen.
Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang don't know what medicine Fang Ruichen sells in the gourd. Why do you want the driver to report this?
"Old Zhao, what does Master mean?" Mrs. Fang asked.
"Returning to my wife, the young master explained this, so that I would call him when I got home almost half an hour. What is the specific reason, the young master did not speak, I did not ask more." The driver said.
"That's it!" Madam Fang thoughtfully.
Mr. Fang said, "Maybe what surprise does our son want to give us?"
"Are you going to have a party at home? No? Or is it tidy?" Mrs. Fang guessed, but couldn't guess that her son would cook himself.
"Anyway, we'll be home soon, let's wait and see!" Mr. Fang laughed.
At twelve, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang came in almost on time. The maid helped bring the luggage upstairs, while Mrs. Fang and Mr. Fang looked for their son in the living room.
"Little minister? Little minister?"
Mrs. Fang shouted, and wanted to see what kind of fame his son was doing?
At this time, Fang Ruichen jumped out of the kitchen with an apron. "Father, mom, you are finally back."
"Little minister, you are ..." Madam Fang pointed at her son, her eyes swollen.
Mr. Fang laughed. "Son, shouldn't you be cooking in the kitchen? Cooking yourself? No?"
"Why not? Today, my son personally cooks for the parents to receive the wind. The four dishes and one soup have already been prepared. How about the vegetarian diet and nutritious diet? Are you all surprised?" Fang Ruichen laughed and relieved the siege. I gave it to a maid to take away. "From the purchase of ingredients to washing, cutting and cooking, no maid helped me, it was all done by myself."
Fang Ruichen saw that his parents were stupid and didn't speak, so he shook his hands in front of them, "Father, mom, how about it? Boast me?"
"No matter what the taste is, if the son has this thought, the mother must finish all the food." Mrs. Fang was almost in tears.
In order to avoid sensational scenes, Mr. Fang quickly joked: "You can't finish it alone, I want to eat more of my son's craftsmanship!"
"Let's go! You are satisfied!" Fang Ruichen said happily.
Fang Ruichen held Mrs. Fang in his left hand and Mr. Fang in his right hand, and a family of three arrived at the restaurant.
"It's just hot, it's still hot!" Fang Ruichen greeted his parents and sat down. "Drinking alcohol is not good for my health. I prepared watermelon juice, which is cool and delicious."
Fang Ruichen poured watermelon juice to his parents and himself. "Don't be kind, just take a sip and let's eat."
"Okay, thank you son for making delicious food for us!" Madam Fang said.
"Son, yes, there is progress!" Mr. Fang said.
"Mom, haven't eaten yet! How do you know it is delicious?" Fang Ruichen asked with a smile after taking a sip of watermelon juice.
"As long as it's my son's cooking, it must be delicious, and it looks really good!" Madam Fang said.
"Stop it, I'll take a bite of this steamed fish first!" Mr. Fang spiced vegetables.
"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Fang stopped Mr. Fang's hand from picking vegetables. "Let me take a picture first and keep a memorial!"
Mrs. Fang took out her mobile phone, took a few pictures, and asked her maid to help, and took a family of three. This was the end.
Fang Ruichen said to his wife, "Mom, eat it! If you don't eat it, it will be cold! The taste will change."
"Eat, eat! Eat now!" Madam Fang was excited for more than 20 years. For the first time, I could not eat my son's meals!
Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang thought the dish would taste worse, but to their surprise, the dish was very delicious. Fang Ruichen was eating ribs while waiting for praise.
"Son, do you really make these? They taste good, but they are not true anymore." Mr. Fang asked.
"Dad, don't believe me, ask the maid, who helped me?" Fang Ruichen said quickly, "I did it according to the online cooking strategy. I did it myself, no one helped!"
"It's delicious, it's delicious," said Mrs. Fang. "Son, you are better than your father. He has never been in the kitchen in his life."
"Of course it takes one generation to be stronger than another! You say that others are better than me, and I'm not happy, but if my son is better than me, then I'm a hundred happy. Just brag about my son and use my deficiencies to set off My son's perfection. I'm happy! "Mr Fang teased.
"That's my son. Don't take a bite of your son. My son was born by me." Madam Fang said quickly. "My little minister also inherited my ingenuity. I can only learn one thing when cooking."
"Okay, it's our son. You have the greatest credit." Mr. Fang laughed.
Although it is not too much for three people to eat four dishes and one soup, Fang Ruichen has enough dishes to cook for six people. However, because it was Fang Ruichen's first cooking, the taste was very good. The three actually wiped out the food, leaving nothing on the plate.
Fang Ruichen looked at the empty table full of content very satisfied, "Mom, I will make a beauty soup for you at night, supplement collagen."
"Really? My son is wonderful." Madam Fang exclaimed, "What soup?"
"Peanut and pig's foot soup!" Fang Ruichen laughed. "You don't feel too tired!"
"No, no, it's delicious, I like it!" Madam Fang said quickly, as long as it was made by her son, she liked it.
"In the future, if I am free at home on weekends or holidays, I will make a big meal for you." Fang Ruichen said, watching his parents have a good time, he is also very happy.
"That being the case, let's learn another dish that Dad likes!" Mr. Fang said.
"What dishes?" Fang Ruichen asked.
"Braised pork, this is delicious!" Mr. Fang said.
Fang Ruichen stunned, why do everyone like to eat braised pork? Would he like to repeat the topic of San Gao again?
Mr. Fang seemed to guess the mind of his son and said quickly: "Even if it can't be extreme, braised pork is greasy, but eating a few pieces will not burden the body.