Tang Ye worked overtime late at night and just walked to the door when he smelled a strong fragrance coming from the room.

‘Zhang Ruiqiu has made delicious again.’

Tang Ye thought in his heart.

When I opened the door, I saw that the small hot pot on the dining table was bubbled, and a large pot of dishes were cooking in the pot.

Red duck blood, yellow bean sprouts, thinly sliced ​​pork belly, and segmented eels. It looks like the whole fresh squid I just bought from the vegetable market is put into the pot. There are also Tang Ye’s favorite tripe and yellow throat. It is covered with a lot of chili and chopped green onion, which looks like a pot of spicy and fragrant... Mao Xuewang.

Although the name of this dish is not nice, it is both hairy and bloody, it is a delicious dish.

Especially for those who like to eat animal offal, it is simply the top treat.

It just so happened that all three members of the Military Affairs Office liked it very much, even Zhang Ruiqiu, the little beauty who usually looks delicate and likes to be literary and ladylike.

"Wow, it smells so good." Tang Yetou praised, saying, "Why did you serve this big dish today?"

Zhao Juntao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and said, "This is not because Secretary Tang had just experienced a fierce battle, and he won the battle and returned home triumphantly. As a family member, we naturally want to improve your life. Tonight, we will celebrate for you."

"Why are you cooking today?" Tang Ye asked curiously.

"Did you forget? I am an expert in making this dish. I have followed my dad to kill pigs since I was a child. I know exactly which part of the pig is the tenderest and which part of the oil is the most fragrant..."

Zhao Juntao's father is a butcher in the village. Every time he slaughtered a pig, the children in the village gathered together to watch. After the pork was processed, Zhao Juntao's father would hand over the pig blood to his wife for cooking, making a large pot of pig slaughtering vegetables or Maoxuewang, and almost every child could get a big bowl.

When my mother was cooking, Zhao Juntao helped to cook the fire under the cooking table. In a subtle way, Zhao Juntao was able to make delicious pig-killing vegetables.

His level of making these two dishes is far inferior to Zhang Ruiqiu, who was the descendant of the "Imperial Chef".

"Where is Rachel?" Tang Ye asked.

"Oh, Secretary Tang is back?" Zhang Ruiqiu walked out of his room, looked at Tang Ye with a smile, and said, "Thank you for your hard work in Secretary Tang."

"Secretary Tang will sit for a while, and I will make two more side dishes, so let's start drinking." Zhao Juntao said.

Tang Ye looked at Zhang Ruiqiu and Zhao Juntao with confusion and asked, "What's wrong with you two? Is it okay?"

"Nothing, isn't this good?" Zhang Ruiqiu said.

"It's okay, Secretary Tang quickly go and change clothes and have dinner." Zhao Juntao also urged.

"Is something wrong," Tang Ye said: "You wouldn't call me Secretary Tang before..."

"Secretary Tang, have my coffee been prepared?" Zhang Ruiqiu said sarcastically: "Secretary Tang, have you prepared? If someone asks you, don't you reply?"

“…”

Zhao Juntao smiled and said, "Secretary Tang has no Weibo account... Why did I tell you before? You go to register an account, and if you have nothing to do, you can post your own photos to make toxic chicken soup, and you will soon become an internet celebrity blogger and increase a large number of fans. When your beautiful boss asks you if you have finished making coffee, you can reply to her, 'It's done'. Take the opportunity to attract another large number of fans."

"By the way, you can also stir-fry CP with your boss. Now it's the most popular. You both can attract many fans... She is very popular now, and you can also benefit from it. Not to mention more, adding hundreds of thousands of fans in one night should not be a big problem..."

"Zhao Juntao, why are you talking so much?" Zhang Ruiqiu said dissatisfiedly: "You have such an idea, why don't you fry CP?"

"No one can stir-fry me." Zhao Juntao said with regret.

Then, his eyes lit up again and he said, "Rachel, why don't we both fry it?"

"I think you are not suitable for stir-frying CP, so you should cook well." Zhang Ruiqiu said angrily. "I smell the burnt smell."

Zhao Juntao then remembered that peanuts were still frying in the oil pan, so he quickly ran back to the kitchen to work hard.

Zhang Ruiqiu looked at Tang Ye and said, "Secretary Tang, have you changed your clothes? You are ready to have a meal."

“…”

Tang Ye changed his home clothes and came out, and Zhang Ruiqiu and Zhao Juntao were already setting up the dishes and chopsticks and waiting.

Of course, there are also their old friends...baijiu.

"Why did you change the wine today?" Tang Ye looked at Wuliangye in Zhao Juntao's arms and asked.

Usually, everyone drinks Zhuyeqing or Fenjiu, and sometimes they also drink Niulanshan Erguotou... Maotai and Wuliangye have no chance to serve.

Because people who can serve can't afford to drink it.

"Hehe, Rachel said today was a good day, so she contributed the old wine her father had in the box." Zhao Juntao said with a smile, holding the bottle of Wuliangye with a happy look on his face.

Tang Ye saw that the wine turned yellow and the label on the bottle was a bit old. It seemed that the wine had been stored for a while.

"This is a good wine." Tang Ye said with a smile: "Thanks to Miss Rachel for her contribution."

"Thank you, he saved it." Zhang Ruiqiu said expressionlessly: "I just borrowed flowers to present them to Secretary Tang."

“…”

This woman is addicted to playing with memes.

Zhang Ruiqiu shouted to Zhao Juntao: "Zhao Juntao, why are you holding the wine in your arms? Put it on the table, I'm going to take a photo."

"Okay." Zhao Juntao quickly put the Wuliangye in his arms on the table.

After Zhang Ruiqiu took a photo, he started posting to Moments:

Life should be like this pot of hair, spicy and fresh, and bring hope to people.

Tang Ye and Zhao Juntao had already rushed over to like it with their phones as soon as possible. They lived together for many years, but there was still such a tacit understanding.

Zhao Juntao replied in the comment section: Rachel's fairy is so good, why can't I think of such beautiful sentences?

Tang Ye replied to Zhao Juntao with a dog head.

Zhao Juntao glared at Tang Ye angrily and replied to the image of him smashing his head with a pan.

"There are also Weibo and Xiaohongshu, and you should also go there to like it. Zhang Ruiqiu said, "From today, my food photos will not only be posted on WeChat Moments, but also on Weibo and Xiaohongshu."

“…”

"Why do you look at me with that expression? I thought about it, since my cooking is so delicious and taking photos so well, why can't more people see it?"

"Yes, Rachel is very right. I have said it a long time ago that Rachel cooks delicious food, takes good photos, and is so talented. She writes romantic and philosophical sentences. She can clearly become a food blogger, but today she finally took the first step bravely." Zhao Juntao immediately agreed.

Tang Ye nodded and said, "I think this idea is pretty good, maybe it will be successful."

"It doesn't matter whether it is successful or not. I do this because I like it. It doesn't have to rely on this to succeed." Zhang Ruiqiu waved his hand casually and said, "Zhao Juntao, start drinking."

Zhao Juntao opened Wuliangye and poured a glass for everyone.

Zhang Ruiqiu raised his wine glass and said, "Come on, respect Tang Ye. Congratulations to him for defeating the bad guys and returning with great victory."

"Be kind to Rachel, I wish her to become the most popular food expert on the Internet." Tang Ye said.

"Isn't anyone respecting me?" Zhao Juntao said, "I made Mao Xuewang tonight, and I also fried the peanuts..."

"cheers!"

Tang Ye and Zhang Ruiqiu's wine glasses were clinking together, and Zhao Juntao quickly clinked the wine glasses.

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Purple Garden.

Song Qingxin parked the car at the entrance of the yard. As soon as she came out of the car, she saw her tall figure appearing in the study on the third floor.

Wei Qingru was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw her daughter coming back, she said in surprise: "Oh, what's wrong? I've been living here for several days in a row... What's wrong? The house there is leaking?"

"Don't I miss you now?" Song Qingxin changed into slippers, stepped forward and hugged Wei Qingru's arm, and said coquettishly: "I found that I slept very well here at night. Maybe I smelled my mother, so I felt relieved to have my mother by my side."

"Is that so? Then you can move back?" Wei Qingru didn't believe this girl's nonsense.

She didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble, and she couldn't see her when she had nothing to do. She was worried that she would be arranged for a blind date and wanted to hide as far as she could.

Sure enough, Song Qingxin revealed her stuff in one second, and looked like I was completely considering you, and said, "That's not possible. I'm so old, I can't always come over to disturb the happy and quiet life of both of you. In that case, am I as unfaithful and unfilial as Song Ruizhi?"

Wei Qingru went to pinch Song Qingxin's mouth and said angrily: "Your brother didn't mess with you, why are you taking him with me?"

"Oh oh oh, it hurts..." Song Qingxin dodged repeatedly and said, "I'm used to it, and I feel that something is missing if I don't scold him twice."

"Just be a lie, I see when you will make me angry to death."

"That's impossible. I'm training your psychological endurance. After I'm tempered, you won't be worried about anything you encounter in the future. Song Ruizhi announced his coming out in public, and your face was not changed. "Song Qingxin said, "In your mental state, I'm afraid you will have to live to 150 or 60 years old."

"Oh, then how much evil did I commit? I still have to be tormented by you at such an old age?" Wei Qingru complained, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She is closest to her daughter, and she can't get angry with this girl.

After chatting with Wei Qingru for a while, Wei Qingru said, "I know you are coming back to talk to your father. Go, he is reading in the study."

"Oh, okay, I'll go and chat with my dad. He can't say a few words all day long, just like a dull thing." Song Qingxin advised, "Mom, you must not look for someone like my dad next time you get married. There is no mood."

“…”
Chapter completed!