Chapter 349 Shrimp Balls with Hundred Flowers and Crispy Pork Skin
Chapter 349 Baihua Shrimp Balls and Crispy Pork Skin (1)
Downstairs, the old servant wiped Alyssa's portrait with tears in his eyes. The woman in the painting was no longer aggressive as before, but had a touch of gentleness and softness. Beside her, there was Tang Bei's handsome figure, and behind him stood
Several children with different appearances.
But in the middle of the two people, there stood a child with black hair and black eyes who seemed to be carved out of the same mold as Tang Bei.
"Is this my father?" Tang Yuan stood behind the old servant for a long time. It was probably because the old man was immersed in memories that he didn't notice him. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled. After two seconds of silence, his face reappeared.
He showed a kind smile. His old fingers gently stroked the child's hair and nodded: "Yes, he is your father."
Tang Yuan's eyes softened instantly. This was the first time he saw his father as a child, and he could vaguely see the shadow of him later, but he probably didn't have any worries when he painted this painting, and his whole face was filled with a bright smile.
The two of them were admiring the paintings together, in a miraculous harmony.
…
In the capital, the weather is getting warmer and the sky is beginning to light up a little earlier. Yu Jian took a breath of fresh air and took a broken Yu Yuan for a morning run around the big tree in the yard that was sprouting new buds.
"Move! Why does the boy have no strength at all!" Yu Jian was behind him, kicking his little butt vigorously to encourage him to move forward.
Yu Yuan sighed exaggeratedly and shouted helplessly: "Sister--I haven't had breakfast yet!" How can I have the energy to run? Besides, today is the weekend, so we can't let him sleep in for a while!
The little guy glanced at his cheerful sister sadly, then walked away with a sad face.
Yu Jian glanced at him and said coolly: "There are still two laps. If you can't finish it, you won't have to eat the big meal at the restaurant later."
How can that work? Yu Yuan has already spotted a new dish made by his father and is waiting to try it today. How can he give up just because of a mere two laps of trot? In the face of delicious food, any obstacles are just small.
Case! Yu Yuan worked hard, shouting "one, two, three", and ran very fast with her fat calves.
Yu Jianguo came out of the house, shaking his car keys, glanced at his fat son who was already sweating lightly on his head, nodded with satisfaction, and shouted to his daughter: "Ajian, come early later."
Yu Jianguo, who said he was determined to work hard, really lived up to his description. The first thing he did was study the Yu family's recipes, and even roped in Yu Jianping.
Not to mention, these two cobblers really came up with something new. The Yu family’s recipe included roasted civet skin, but this animal has long since become a nationally protected animal. Together, the two of them used it.
The most common pork rinds, coupled with the frying method mentioned in the recipe, taste really good.
The two of them also gave Xin a name that they thought was extraordinary, called Baihua Shrimp Balls and Crispy Pork Skin.
Yu Jianguo turned the car key, hummed an off-key tune, and drove leisurely to the slaughterhouse, where his most important ingredient today—little suckling pigs.
After breakfast, Yu Jian stared at her brother doing his homework. The little guy scratched his head and ears, obviously absent-mindedly. He would still bite the tip of his pen and sip his saliva from time to time and ask her: "What do you think Dad will cook today?"
She hit her brother on the head with a chestnut and stared angrily: "How do you know how to eat it?"
Which Yu Yuan dead pig is not afraid of boiling water? He spread his hands and said: "Everyone in the family is a chef, and maybe I will be the same in the future. Can a cook not like to eat?"
Yu Jian looked at him angrily for a long time, then smiled "Pfft", and he was right. Seeing that he was not interested in studying, and Yu's mother was still catching up on her sleep, Yu Jian told her grandma to take the little guy there first.
Went to the restaurant.
Today is a big day for the Yu family restaurant. Everyone came very early, and even Lan Ting Xuan next door joined in the fun and decorated it together.
But what do the big characters flying on the banner in front of the door mean? Yu Jian stood at the door and stared at it for a long time, with embarrassment on his face.
"A century-old family, the light of inheritance," Yu Yuan bit his finger and read out word by word, "Dash, celebrate the return of the little boss Yu Jian!"
Eliminate...
So high-profile??
Seeing the curious glances from the passers-by, Yu Jian covered her face, grabbed Yu Yuan's collar and ducked into the restaurant door.
When Zhou Xiaoyan saw the young boss coming in, she immediately came forward with tears in her eyes: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...You are finally back!" To be honest, they were worried. Foreign countries and China are completely different things, and they are reported every day on TV.
They were horrified to see the murder case and so on. In addition, they suddenly heard the news about Yu Jian's disappearance, and they were all as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
"I'm fine." Yu Jian patted the back of her hand with her backhand, pursed her lips and smiled.
The whole restaurant was filled with a charming aroma of meat, which was the aroma of fat that had been roasted for a long time. Yu Yuan sniffed her nose intoxicatedly, closed her eyes and touched the kitchen. She was greeted by Zhou Xiaoyan.
He hugged him and dragged him to the front desk, forcing him to work with him.
"Sister, save me -" Yu Yuan stretched out his hand in panic, wanting to seek help from Yu Jian. Yu Jian grinned evilly, made a face at him, and walked away calmly, making Yu Yuan angry.
Kick the platform with all your strength.
"Uncle, where's the roasted suckling pig?" Yu Jian poked his head in, but his whole body was still outside the curtain, so he wrapped the curtain around his neck and looked at him.
Yu Jianping cursed "naughty" and waved her in quickly, "Hurry up and say hello to the fans in your live broadcast room, they miss you!"
Ah... the live broadcast is still on! They must have seen it just now!!
Yu Jian walked over shyly and waved towards the camera sheepishly: "Hi~"
For a moment, the live broadcast room fell into deathly silence. A second later, unprecedented enthusiasm suddenly broke out. The big guys who had always occupied the first, second, and third rankings sent gifts flying, and the public screen was desperately trying.
A barrage popped up: [Ah!!! It’s the little boss!!!]
[I actually squatted on the freshly baked mini-boss!!]
[Why has the little boss lost weight? Uncle Jianping, please make up for her!!]
[I agree with the person above, give all our Chinese delicacies to the little boss! To soothe her injured heart!!]
The more she talked, the more boundless she became... Yu Jian looked at them one by one. The helplessness on her face could not be described in words. Her mind was so strong, how could she be hurt?
She asked weakly: "How many plots have you made up for me??"
There was another moment of silence in the live broadcast room. Then everyone seemed to have not heard what they just said, and started chatting among themselves, haha.
[Hey? Has Uncle Jianping’s suckling pig been roasted yet? I’ve ordered takeout, and we’re just waiting to eat it together while he cuts the pig skin...]
[That’s right, it’s been blanched and baked, why haven’t you taken it out of the stove yet?]
[Uncle? Uncle? Look at us, look at us——]
Yu Jian hugged her chest and squinted at their performances like opera stars. The small screen really hindered their acting skills. If they were on the big stage, they might not be able to come up with any extraordinary drama!