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Chapter 281

Chapter 281 Vomiting twice in a row

2034.

Lantern Festival.

Huizhou Mansion, Chenjiaba, Chenjia Villa.

In the evening, Chen Yu's family was preparing to have dinner. Feng Yan, his newlywed wife, was also there. The family sat around the table with a table of delicious food.

Chen Yu stood up to pour wine for everyone. His father Chen Guangming pointed to the dishes on the table and said to his daughter-in-law Feng Yan with a smile: "Feng Yan, today I want you to try our authentic Huizhou cuisine. I know you and Xiaoyu

We have been together for a long time. I guess you have eaten our Huizhou cuisine with him a long time ago. But Huizhou cuisine does not mean that it is the taste of our Huizhou Prefecture. I heard that our Huizhou cuisine can be divided into several schools. The taste of our Huizhou Prefecture is just

It’s just a school of Anhui cuisine, take a look! Are there any differences between the dishes on the table today and the Anhui cuisine you’ve eaten before?”

Hearing what he said, Feng Yan's curiosity was aroused and he subconsciously looked at the dishes on the table.

Huang Suying smiled and asked: "How is it? Do you see the difference?"

Chen Yu found it interesting and glanced at Feng Yan beside him with a smile.

Feng Yan hesitated and said: "The color seems to be much darker than the Anhui cuisine I have eaten before, and there seems to be more oil..."

She didn't say much else.

At this moment, looking at the several meat dishes on the table that were so dark in color that they were almost black, and almost all of them were oily, she was a little afraid to move her chopsticks.

She had heard Chen Yu say it before - Anhui cuisine is heavy on oil, color, knife work and heat.

At that time, she was a little confused, did she think this was a feature?

It seems that Hunan cuisine and Sichuan cuisine also have those characteristics, right?

In terms of color, is it comparable to Hunan cuisine and Sichuan cuisine that use a small amount of various peppers?

Until now, looking at the table of dishes, you have an intuitive understanding of the heavy oil and color of Anhui cuisine.

The heavy color of Anhui cuisine actually refers to the combination of chili peppers? But the lack of soy sauce?

Does it cost money to buy soy sauce?

I usually put so little soy sauce on top of the dishes and eat them over a long period of time. Is anyone going to be stained white by the soy sauce?

Of course, you will definitely say those words.

“Try it!”

Feng Yan, who poured the wine for Xiaojia, sat back in his chair, picked up the chopsticks and helped you pick up a piece of the belly of the stinky mandarin fish.

He also introduced with a smile: "That mandarin fish is the longest one outside your Taiping Lake. You have taken him to play in Taiping Lake. He should have no impression of the water quality here, right? The fish here are all good, try it.

look!"

Braised stinky mandarin fish is originally one of the famous dishes of Anhui cuisine.

What Huizhou Prefecture did was even better.

Therefore, Feng Yan suspected that Wen Peng would be disgusted.

"good!"

Wen Peng smiled, picked up the fish belly with his chopsticks, put it back into his mouth, and chewed it carefully, but...

At the last moment, your expression changed, your throat suddenly swelled, and you reflexively turned your head to the side and spit it out.

At that moment, Feng Yan, Wen Penngling, Chen Guangzhao and Wen Peng's grandma all had smiles on their faces.

We were all smiling and watching Wen Peng taste our Huizhou specialties, and we were all waiting for Chen Yu to praise us before tasting it. But what happened? Chen Yu actually vomited after just two bites?

"What's wrong with him? Is he used to the smell of stinky mandarin fish?"

Feng Yanshang consciously stretched out his hand to support you and patted your front and back again.

Huang Suying, Chen Guangzhao, and the old lady all woke up from a dream. Chen Guangzhao quickly got up and went to pour tea, "Wen Peng, if he can bear it for a while, you go and pour him some tea to sip!"

Huang Suying comforted her: "It seems that you are used to eating stinky mandarin fish, and people in the same place have the same taste. Chen Yu ate the stinky mandarin fish that you hate, and it was abnormal. Let's eat other dishes later!"

Braised pork knuckles and beef pot knuckles are all wrong. The pork knuckles are local pork, and the beef is local yellow beef. They are all wrong.”

After a while, Chen Yu barely stopped vomiting after drinking tea poured by his mother-in-law Wen Penngling.

At this time, Chen Yu was quite embarrassed.

You can tell that the dishes on today's table were specially prepared for you by Feng Yan's parents. They were very particular about the ingredients and the cooking methods.

You also know that braised stinky mandarin fish is a famous dish there.

If you could hold back your vomiting just now, you would definitely hold it back.

But you really couldn't hold back just now.

As soon as you taste the fish meat, your stomach suddenly feels churning.

"I'm sorry, Mom, Dad, Grandma, you just did it unintentionally."

You apologize politely.

Huang Suying and Wen Penngling both laughed.

The old lady waved her hand and said, "Look at what his kid said. How can you blame him? He did it on purpose. Besides, the stinky mandarin fish does stink. He is used to eating it and is getting better every year."

After saying that, the old lady picked up the chopsticks she still had to eat, picked up a few slices of beef and put them outside Chen Yu's bowl. She said with a smile: "Try that beef! That's your specialty, grandma, and Daewoo's favorite."

, Grandma, you have been cooking for Wushang for several years, and you made it specially for him today, try it!"

Not to mention, the beef pot roasted with yellow beef is indeed very fragrant.

Feng Yan smelled the aroma, took a few slices and put them out of his mouth. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. He immediately gave grandma a little thumb up and praised: "Grandma, your sword is not old yet, the beef you cooked is still so delicious."

The old lady grinned sadly.

Revealing a pair of jet black dentures.

When Huang Suying and Chen Guangming saw that Feng Yan was eating so well, they couldn't help but pick up the food with their chopsticks and put it in their mouths. Both of them had delicious food in their mouths and smiles on their faces.

While chewing the fragrant beef, Chen Guangzhao gestured to his daughter-in-law Chen Yu opposite, "Wenpeng, let him eat it! The beef cooked by grandma is really fragrant, he must be able to eat it, Nian Jin, let's eat it!"

Chen Yu smiled back and nodded in agreement.

You pick up the chopsticks and bring the beef to your mouth, but as soon as the fragrant beef is brought to your mouth, your throat starts to rise again, and you feel that the acidic water outside your stomach shows no signs of flowing down.

You frowned.

I always feel that the beef in my mouth is fishy.

But when you see that Xiaojia is eating so deliciously, you wonder whether you vomited because you just ate smelly mandarin fish, so you don’t feel like vomiting at this moment.

It's not because the beef is really fishy.

Moreover, you have just vomited once. At that time, if you also eat the beef, what will your father-in-law and mother-in-law think? What will grandma think? Grandma just said that you have had Supreme Chef for several years.

Today I made the beef hotpot specially for you Wenpeng.

How can I bear to accept the old man's wholehearted thoughts?

Besides, you usually hate eating beef.

So, before you hesitated slightly, you took the pieces of beef out of your mouth and chewed them with a smile. The next moment, the smile on your face froze, and your throat suddenly started to well up again. You couldn't help but tilt your face to the side,

He vomited several times in front of the trash can, "vomit..."

Feng Yan: "???"

Huang Suying: "???"

Wen Penngling: "???"

old lady:"???"

At that moment, the air seemed to become quiet, and the sour smell of vomiting filled the air.

"Yes, that's kind of me..."

Chen Yu finally stopped vomiting and apologized with a red face, feeling very ashamed.

It was your first Lantern Festival at Feng Yan's house. You felt very embarrassed to have such a meal.

The old lady's eyes suddenly lit up and she said happily: "My child, he, he is pregnant, right?"


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