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Tang Ruo Chu rested a few days at home, every day if not watching a quality drama, then learn to cook with Aunt Wu, the days passed by a little boring.
Today, Wu's aunt said she wanted to teach him how to cook Shi Jin's favorite sweet sour pork ribs.
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He picked up a book and ran into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, aunt Wu was cleaning ribs, as soon as she saw them coming in, the aunt smiled and said: “Madam, once said is the favorite cuisine of the young master, you immediately ran so fast yah.”
Knowing aunty was mocking him, but Tang Ruo Chu was also not upset, instead his attitude looked like of course and said: “Of course, people say they want to take a man's heart, then it must master its hull. As long as I can cook Shi Jin's favorite meal, I guess in the future he won't be able to leave me again.”
Saying up to here, in his mind immediately came a picture: Shi Jin with a face full of tears begged him to make sweet sour pork ribs, crying with great pity and sadness.
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“Hehe...” He laughed.
Aunt Wu did not know what she was thinking, saw her laughing, the aunt felt funny and asked: “What are you thinking? Keep laughing stupid.”
Aunt Wu's voice pulled her back from her already flying mind, she looked at Wu's astonished aunt and laughed, then shifted the topic, pointed at the ribs that were inside the basin and asked: “Aunt Wu, you know, these ribs need to be washed how many times?”
Attention Aunt Wu directly diverted, “Wash 3 times is enough, later still have to be cooked briefly with water.”
“Oh oh, it turns out so well.” Tang Ruo Chu just found out and nodded his head, then pointed at the book he had in hand, smiled and said to Aunt Wu: “I recorded it first.”
Directly put the book in a clean place, lower your head, take out a pen and take notes.
Aunt Wu also finished washing the ribs.
Afterwards, Aunt Wu step by step taught her to make Shi Jin's favorite sweet sour pork ribs.
What to remember, Chu Chu would record it in a book.
Making a plate of sweet sour pork ribs does take longer, coupled with having to teach it, spend 1 hour more, just finished this mass.
The results don't look bad, just don't know what it's like.
“Mistress, you try, look good or not.” Aunt Wu gave Tang Ruo Chu a chopstick.
Tang Ruo Chu picked up the chopsticks and clamped down on a piece of ribs, after exhalating it, then carefully nibbled a mouthful.
Aunt Wu was hoping to look at him.
A sweet sour taste in a twitch filled his mouth, he squinted, with surprise saying: “Enak once.”
As soon as he heard her say like this, aunt Wu was instantly relieved, happily saying: “If it's good it means smart mistress, study well.”
Aunt Wu's praise put Tang Ruo Chu to shame, “No, this is because Aunt Wu's cooking ability is great, after all this is almost made by you. If I cook it myself, it definitely can't make this taste.”
She lowly herself, rendered aunt Wu helpless and shook her head, “This you...”.
Tang Ruo Chu stretched out a tongue, then clamped a piece of ribs into his mouth, “Sini, aunt Wu, you also tried, very tasty loh.”
Aunt Wu looked at him and was pensive because of that bright smile.
In an instant, it was like going back to 20 years ago, the girl who also had a bright smile, served a plate of sweet sour pork ribs, with a happy face that was difficult to hide and said to her: 'Swine: “Kak Wu, I can finally make sour pork ribs. You quickly try.”
The dreamy Aunt Wu made Tang Ruo Chu frown, aunt Wu kept looking at her, her gaze was still mixed with a sense of lechery, was aunt Wu reminded of someone?
“Aunt Wu..” he carefully called her.
“Ah?” aunt Wu regained her senses, then looked at her, upon seeing her her expression, hurriedly smiled, saying: “Madam says good then it must be delicious, I don't need to try again.”
Right now, Tang Ruo Chu called out to her, “Aunt Wu, did you just see someone from me?”
Aunt Wu's footsteps came to a halt, the air silent for a moment.
After a moment, aunt Wu similarly did not turn her head, in an indifferent tone saying: “No, mistress is already thinking too much.”
Tang Ruo Chu saw her rush into the kitchen, her gaze was like thinking of something.
……
At night, Tang Ruo Chu heated the sweet sour pork ribs that Aunt Wu had taught him in the microwave, then served them at the dinner table.
As Lu Shi Jin looked at those sweet sour pork ribs, his forehead slowly frowned.
“Is this made by aunt Wu?” she asked.
“Not.” Tang Ruo Chu pulled up the chair sitting in front of him, a pair of hands folded and placed on the edge of the table, smilingly looking at him, “Aunt Wu taught him to me, he said this is your favorite meal.”
His gaze shone, Lu Shi Jin smiled, “Are they edible?”
“Of course you can. How you demean my cooking ability.” Tang Ruo Chu angrily glared at him, then picked up the chopsticks and clamped put in his bowl, “Try quickly.”
Lu Shi Jin glared at her, then clamped down on the ribs and bit her.
“How?” Tang Ruo Chu very much looked at her.
Lu Shi Jin chewed slowly, his gaze looking calm, not looking like it or not.
Tang Ruo Chu also frowned, carefully asking: “Is it bad?”
Lu Shi Jin removed the chopsticks, slowly saying: “Very good.”
Hearing her praise, Tang Ruo Chu immediately flowered, happily saying: “If it's good to eat more.”
He again clamped a few pieces for her, in an instant the bowl instantly filled to the brim.
He smiled at her, then lowered his head took a big mouthful of rice to be honest, so praised by her, he felt his appetite immediately increased, at night could eat 2 bowls of rice.
Lu Shi Jin did not eat, just kept quiet and watched her eat, his gaze looking a complicated feeling.
Her lips moved, then asked: “Chu Chu, do you know why I like to eat sweet sour ribs?”
Tang Ruo Chu raised his head to look at her, swallowed the rice inside his mouth, smiled and proudly said: “I of course know, aunt Wu already told me, saying as a child you were very picky, you were very picky, really like sweet sour food, so often make sweet sour ribs for you, sweet sour fish and so on.”
Lu Shi Jin smiled, “This is only part.”
“En?” Tang Ruo Chu astonishedly raised an eyebrow, “Is there still another reason?”
“En.” Lu Shi Jin nodded his head, “Because this is the most delicious food my mother can make.”
Lu Shi Jin lowered his head and smiled, his gaze involuntarily looked sad, “This is a special dish my mother learned according to the recipe for me, studied once after a time, until finally it can.”
It turns out that this cuisine has a story like this. Tang Ruo Chu involuntarily remembered that Wu's aunt had been daydreaming, perhaps it was because of Shi Jin's mother huh?
“But finally my mother was blind, she never made it again.”
Saying up to here, Lu Shi Jin smiled, “However, now that there is you, I can already eat again.”
Tang Ruo Chu: “..
Isn't Aunt Wu able to make it too? Didn't tell aunt Wu to make it possible.