Chapter 4:

Yu ’s entire property was sold off after auction, and his relatives were afraid of him, and the teenager had no shelter and lived in school before dropping out of school. After signing the contract with All Star Entertainment, he lived in the two-bedroom and one-room leased by Luo Peng.
The young man had never done housework since he was a child, and Luo Peng was half-dozen. Even if they were diligent, the house was not cleaned up. Wei Xiaofeng had sharply evaluated the two words-"pig's nest".
In terms of eating, these two people are even more unsophisticated, either ordering takeaway or eating rice. From the moment they moved in, the kitchen in this room was a decoration.
Yu Siyang opened the refrigerator, and it contained either beer or potato chips, and there was nothing to make for lunch.
"Xiao Yu, do you eat claypot rice or cover rice today?" Luo Peng was lying on the sofa in the living room with a pile of take-out lists in his hand.
Yu Siyang came out of the kitchen, took Luo Peng's takeaway list and threw it on the coffee table, and refused to take out. "Roger, let's go to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and cook for ourselves."
Luo Peng sat up on the sofa and said in surprise, "Do you make it? I wouldn't cook anyway." When I first moved in, I made a meal and almost took them both to the hospital. Since then, he has Far from the kitchen.
"I'll do it." Yu Siyang nodded and went back to the room to get his wallet. "Roger, let's go."
The supermarket is not far from the place where the two live, and it takes only ten minutes to walk. Luo Peng is carrying a large environmentally friendly bag, and he can not rest assured as he walks, "Xiao Yu, are you sure you really cook? Can cook dark dishes. "
Yu Siyang gave him a white look. The chef at the five-star hotel cooked for him free of charge. He dared to ask a question about how much he paid for a table dinner.
Seeing the child's full confidence, Luo Peng decided that even if he had stomachache after eating, he had to hold the field. It couldn't hurt the child's self-confidence.
As soon as he entered the supermarket, Luo Peng began to order. "Then I will eat braised meat, beef, chicken wings, oh ... and fish, and I also like shrimp." He said with great interest that he had said "Xiao Yuhui The question of "not cooking" is completely left behind.
Yu Siyang looked at him silently, "... we are two of us, we can't eat that much."
Luo Peng put a box of frozen chicken wings in the shopping cart, waved his hand, and smiled: "I have a large appetite and can definitely finish it."
Yu Siyang looked at his size and silently put a piece of beef in the shopping cart.
The shopping efficiency of the two was very high. Within half an hour, they walked out of the supermarket carrying a bag full of meat and seasonings. Luo Peng also carried a bag of rice on his shoulder.
Walking outside the gate of the house, the two saw Wei Xiaofeng walking in, Luo Peng hurriedly stopped him, "Little Brother, why are you here?"
"Do you buy so many dishes, do you cook?" Wei Xiaofeng looked at their shopping bags and frowned. He had eaten Luo Peng's dark food once. He had a stomachache for three days and he had a psychological shadow.
Luo Peng quickly clarified: "Xiao Yu said he would do it."
"Let Xiaofeng have lunch together." Yu Siyang is also very grateful to the young benefactor. If Wei Xiaofeng had not helped out, his current situation is estimated to be even worse.
Wei Xiaofeng looked up at Yu Siyang with skeptical eyes, and decided secretly that he would leave after finishing the matter, resolutely not staying to abuse his stomach.
Back in the rented apartment, Wei Xiaofeng and Luo Peng talked about things in the living room. Yu Siyang put the purchased dishes into the refrigerator in different categories. Those snacks that didn't need to be placed in the refrigerator were cleaned up and a cabinet was put in place.
Wash all the pots and pans, Yu Siyang washed his hands, measured the rice and cooked the rice. The dishes to be used for lunch are also neatly coded on the fluid table, and a piece of pork belly was washed. He thought After thinking about it, I decided to make braised pork.
The pork belly was cut into two-finger pieces of meat and put into a pot. The cold water in a small half pot was boiled over high heat. Yu Siyang took this time to cut the onion and ginger. He always grasped the heat and used the master. In other words, there is a beast-like intuition.
Cut the onion well, just remove the pieces of meat, rinse them with cold water, and then control the moisture.
Remove the stew pan and replace it with a wok. When the pan heats up, drain the oil, then immediately add the star anise, cinnamon and dried peppers, stir-fry with low heat and add the chopped onion ginger.
After frying for a while, Yu Siyang took out the onion inside with chopsticks. Originally I wanted to use a spatula, but the spatula at home was a wooden spatula. He didn't use it well. He didn't remove the onion section after a few fishing, which was really depressed.
"Dora", the meat was poured into the pan and stir-fried, and soon the wok was fried with oil, and the surface was slightly yellowed, and the fragrance passed to the living room.
The two people in the living room were surprised when they smelled the scent-did Yu Siyang really cook? !!
Luo Peng could not sit a little, and wanted to see it. It smelled so fragrant, and it should not taste bad.
Yu Siyang put the browned pieces of meat on the side, washed the pan, and was about to take the sugar. When he turned around, he saw a big head coming out of the kitchen door, startled, "Roger, you What? "Scary, scary, okay!
"Hey, I'm here to help you." Luo Peng's eyes stared at the scorched yellow pieces of meat.
Yu Siyang smiled and shook his head. "No, I can do it alone. Go to the living room to accompany Xiaofeng."
"No need to accompany me," Wei Xiaofeng also appeared at the kitchen door. "I'll help, too."
Yu Siyang: "..."
The kitchen is so small that he can just turn away by himself, one more person is crowded, and two more people can't move at all. Are these two surely here to help, not to make trouble?
His grievances were clearly written on his face, Wei Xiaofeng and Luo Peng coughed uncomfortably, "You are busy, we are waiting for you in the living room."
Wei Xiaofeng had originally planned to leave. Now he decided to stay for lunch. It smells so fragrant. He should not have stomach problems again ...
The braised meat was colored with sugar. Yu Siyang took out the newly bought casserole and put the meat in the pot to stew. While stewing the meat, handle other dishes at the same time.
When he cut pork belly before, he felt that the young man's body was estimated to have not exercised much before. He had no strength in his arms. The pork belly was relatively easy to cut. The chicken could not be cut. Only one centimeter was cut with one knife Deep mouth.
Yu Siyang took the knife and looked at the chicken with a sigh. He wanted to pull the mountain up and down the world and carry a pot of more than 100 kilograms in one breath on the fifth floor without any effort. Now he can't even move the chicken.
Helpless, can only be replaced with chicken wings without cutting.
In the living room, Luo Peng smelled the scent from the kitchen, and couldn't sit still. Wei Xiaofeng didn't listen to anything seriously.
In the same sentence, Wei Xiaofeng repeated it twice, and on the third time, he patted Luo Peng's head angrily, "I talk to you, but you are so mad, aren't you clean?"
"Brother, let's talk after eating," Luo Peng mourned. "I'm so hungry. My brain is already dominated by my stomach. Only when I'm full can I be good."
"... I can't eat you!" Wei Xiaofeng was indignant, saying that he was hungry, why the dishes had not been prepared yet.
When both were about to starve out of anxiety, Yu Siyang finally came out of the kitchen with a bowl of braised pork and said to Luo Peng, "Roger, can you help me with the dishes?"
"It's my pleasure." Luo Peng jumped from the sofa and ran to the kitchen, and when he entered, he heard his "wow, wow," exclamation.
There is no restaurant in the rented small house, and the dining table cannot be set. The three can only eat around the coffee table.
Basically, Luo Peng orders dishes. Although it is a very ordinary home-cooked dish, Yu Siyang's professional habits are like this. He eats at his own home and the dishes must be delicate and beautiful.
Wei Xiaofeng looked at the dishes full of coffee tables. To cook, he should pay attention to color and aroma. The taste and flavor of the dish are already there. If it tastes, it should not look bad.
He put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Yu Siyang in surprise. The meat is made of three layers of five flowers. The lean meat is not hard, the fat is not greasy, and the salty sweetness is moderate. The meat is soft and glutinous, but rotten but not scattered. Chewing in the mouth can clearly feel a layer of fat and a layer of lean meat. The thick and spicy juice is chewed to squeeze out the meat, eroding each A taste bud.
"Xiao Yu, when did you learn this craft?" Wei Xiaofeng asked.
Luo Peng followed and said, "Yeah, your craft is absolutely terrible. Why didn't you cook before? Otherwise, we don't have to take out food every day."
"Hehe ..." Yu Siyang smiled awkwardly, "This ... is probably ... a talented ..."
He forgot that the young man was a young master who did not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and suddenly became superbly culinary. How can this be explained scientifically?
However, Wei Xiaofeng and Luo Peng did not know him well, and did not have doubts about his cooking. They only learned a little when he was at home before.
Luo Peng also thumbed up while eating, "This talent is good, God skills."
How easy is it to pass? Yu Siyang breathed a sigh of relief quietly, picked up his rice bowl to pick vegetables.
The next second, he was deeply silent.
Three people ate six dishes and one soup. He thought there would be more, but he didn't expect that the food would be gone before he ate.
Yu Siyang's eyes quickly grabbed the last Cola Chicken Wings, Luo Peng was slow for a second, chopsticks fluttered, and suddenly mourned.
"Xiao Yu, you grab my chicken wings." Luo Peng accused.
Yu Siyang was angry: "I haven't eaten yet. Why do you eat so fast?"
"It's obvious that you have fewer fried dishes. You should cook more."
"Why don't you say you eat more, you should eat less."
When the two were in a naive quarrel, Wei Xiaofeng had already wiped out two-thirds of a pan-fried sea bass, and laughed secretly: Then quarrel, wait for me to finish, and you'll end.
Yu Siyang and Luo Peng found that when they were arguing, Wei Xiaofeng was eating happily alone, squinting at the vegetables and leaving nothing left.
Six dishes and one soup were swept away by the wind and clouds, Wei Xiaofeng and Luo Peng ate with stomach, and sat on the sofa contentedly.
"Xiao Yu's craftsmanship is very good, even the rice is cooked with extra fragrant." Luo Peng scolded his stomach and gave a crazy praise to Yu Siyang.
"With a little salt and lard, the cooked rice will be more fragrant and softer." Yu Siyang didn't have enough food, and stared at Luo Peng depressed. "Don't think that I don't need to wash the dishes, just go and wash the dishes."
"Well ... I hate washing the dishes the most." Even so, Luo Peng obediently cleaned the table to wash the dishes.
Wei Xiaofeng, who has something to eat without washing the dishes, is holding a cup of tea in his hands, watching his cousin busy in and out, saying to Yu Siyang: "This video of" Happy Player "lacks artists, Fang Tu finds I said it once, so you can go. "
"Ah? What shall I do?" Yu Siyang asked blankly.
"Play games with them, play soy sauce, haven't you been there once before." Wei Xiaofeng said.
Yu Siyang smiled awkwardly: "Hehe ... I don't remember."
Wei Xiaofeng sighed, when would the child's temporary forgetting be good?