The bottom of the pot with red tomatoes was bubbling, and pieces of cooked beef brisket were tumbling to the surface, exuding an alluring aroma of meat.
Surrounding the hot pot are sliced tripe, fat beef, shabu-shabu beef, beef offal and various fresh side dishes.
"Sizzling~" In the pan, two steaks were being fried sizzling, then they were removed from the pan, placed on a plate, poured with the pepper sauce prepared earlier, sprinkled with sea salt, and served.
"Okay! Done!
Looking at the table full of dishes, Meng Lang, who was wearing an apron and dressed like a house cook, showed a satisfied smile.
The "Super Time and Space Radio Family" once again verified the powerful "24-hour law".
Give me a life and give you a chef.
Facts have proved that there is nothing that cannot be solved in a lifetime!
If so, then for two lifetimes!
I said you, you know how to cook and yet you are so secretive about it, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"
The stunned Yan Weiwei looked at the table full of dishes and couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Hehe, if you just learned it, would you believe it? I have no other advantages except that I can learn everything quickly. I am called a top student!" Meng Lang chuckled.
"A top student? Tsinghua University or Peking University, are you so crazy?" Yan Weiwei asked him.
"Well"
This question is very troubling.
I am a late bloomer, and when I am big, I may not be as good as small.
The critical moment was when I was in flight mode and the "signal" was not good...
Just as he was embarrassed, Lin Haitang and Lin Xiaoyu opened the door and came in to help him out.
The two of them were also carrying large and small bags of snacks and juice. They had obviously just returned from shopping.
"I'm back, thank you for your hard work! Come on, I'll come, I'll come." Meng Lang ran over quickly and took a small bag from Xiaoyu's hand.
Lin Haitang was stunned for a moment and looked at the two big bags in his hands.
emm......
"Is the meal ready?" Xiao Yu smelled the fragrance that filled the room and sniffed her nose.
Then when he saw the table full of dishes, his little mouth opened, showing the same expression as Jian Weiwei.
"Haha! Little Mencius is really secretive, and I don't know how many secrets he is hiding from us.
Yan Weiwei placed dishes and chopsticks on the dining table while chirping at Meng Lang.
Lin Haitang was also surprised when he saw it.
Could it be that the pot of paste I saw before... was actually the other party making biochemical weapons?
But after taking a closer look at the dishes on the table, my eyes suddenly became strange.
"Tomato beef brisket hot pot, steak, beef stir-fried with green onions, beef stew with potatoes...
Uh...why are they all cows?" Xiaoyu looked at the table and asked with some confusion.
"This... I invented it, an all-ox feast. How about it, cow or not?" Meng Lang laughed dryly.
I don’t know why, when I want to cook, all kinds of “cook” recipes pop up in my mind.
Could it be that one of the brothers was kicked by an ox and became enemies?
"Uncle, you are so awesome, but how do you know that my sister likes beef the most?"
"Huh?" X2
..
Everyone sat down and moved their chopsticks, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Yan Weiwei stared at Meng Lang and chewed a piece of beef tendon in her mouth.
Lin Haitang lowered his eyebrows and only focused on eating, ignoring what was going on outside the window, as if he was only focused on eating a whole beef feast.
Xiao Yu bit her chopsticks and looked at Meng Lang apologetically.
Meng Lang inexplicably understood the look in her eyes: I'm sorry, uncle, I've grown up, but I'm too immature...
Alas! Meng Lang sighed in his heart.
Xiaoyu, you realized it too late...
What a sin!
God knows which brother is performing the "time and space assist"?
He could almost hear the system prompt of "Lin Haitang's favorability +1+1+1".
So, did I choose the emotional line first, or did the emotional line make the choice for me first?
It’s another philosophical cycle of “which came first, the chicken or the egg”…
My head hurts...
"Cough!" Meng Lang couldn't stand Yan Weiwei's gaze, so he coughed dryly, breaking the weird atmosphere.
"Well...it's fate that we can all get together again. Shouldn't we raise a toast to celebrate?"
"Yes, yes! Come, let me pour juice for everyone!" Xiaoyu obviously wanted to make up for the situation.
However, Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it about the light rain. We are all adults. How can we celebrate by drinking juice? Where is the wine?"
Meng Lang's eyelids jumped when he heard the word "wine".
I don't have much desire to talk today, and I don't want to fall unconscious.
When I was drunk, how could I witness with my own eyes how I ended up on the path of being a "scumbag"?
"Haha! I didn't buy any wine today. I forgot about it, so I had to make do with juice." Meng Lang laughed.
"Didn't buy it?" Yan Weiwei stood up immediately, took out two bottles of wine from a cabinet, and lined them up on the table with a "Duang'".
"Fortunately, someone else gave me a few bottles before, so I drank it!"
Meng Lang glanced at the two bottles of wine, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Feitian Moutai!53°!
I took a bottle and looked at it, it was 10 years old...
Meng Lang was speechless.
His dad loves drinking, especially Maotai-flavor wine, so he probably knows that a bottle of Moutai of this vintage costs basically five to six thousand on the market.
Just this bottle of wine can prepare several tables of "all-ox feasts" like today...
"Ahem! This wine is too expensive. Today is not a big day, so I don't need it." Meng Lang laughed dryly.
"Isn't wine just for drinking? Except for Xiao Yu, if anyone doesn't drink today, it means they don't give face and they look down on me, Mr. Yan!" Yan Weiwei looked like a bandit.
"Xiao Mencius, is it impossible?" Yan Weiwei's eyes were completely provocative.
no?
Meng Lang laughed angrily.
How can a man say no?
This is not because I want to be a scumbag. You forced me to do this. Everyone can testify that I am passive, right?
"Come on! Cheers!"
Two hours later.....
Meng Lang looked speechless as he looked at Men Weiwei lying unconscious on the dining table.
So...what gave you the courage to drink from me?
Is it because what I said about "not drinking well" gave you the illusion that you can fight back?
If you don't have the diamond, don't take the porcelain job. Can you be a little self-aware?
Only half of the two bottles of Maotai on the table were left. Meng Lang's face was only rosy, and he was still a short distance away from being drunk.
His drinking capacity was trained by his father. Not to mention that he won't get drunk after a thousand drinks, it is much better than ordinary people.
As for Yan Weiwei...
A typical drink, and all the talent is focused on momentum.
But why is this situation different from what is written in the book?
Oh, by the way! The book says that he drank to drown his sorrows because of Lu Kexin’s death, but it didn’t say that he drank with Yan Weiwei!
I guess he drank the last two bottles of Moutai by himself?
That makes sense.
Meng Lang had a feeling in his heart that the track was gently turned, and the locomotive of life rumbled towards another life trajectory.
Alas! He sighed softly.
I don’t think I’m a scumbag, so I’m sorry! It’s so relaxing!
In fact, it is not difficult to make a choice. What is difficult is not regretting your choice.
And the so-called maturity does not mean that you can choose the right answer every time, but that even if you choose the wrong answer, you can still pretend not to regret it at all...
Meng Lang glanced at the drunk Yan Weiwei again, put down the inexplicable loss in his heart, and drank the wine in one gulp!
Qingming Festival is coming soon, so I went to buy some flowers.
