"Is it too late for the FGS competition?" Shen Youwei asked.
"It should be about the same." Lin Bei nodded.
After Shen Youwei went upstairs, Lin Bei secretly breathed a sigh of relief while sitting on the sofa.
I don't know why, but after being asked by Shen Youwei, he actually felt a little guilty.
"I'm going, Lin Bei, Lin Bei, you can't have a guilty conscience. What the hell is your guilty conscience?!" In his heart, Lin Bei secretly said to himself.
Lin Bei had been sitting on the sofa for a while. Xiaoli yawned and walked out of her room. After coming out, she took the toothbrush cup and walked outside the door, stood on the flower bed, and brushed her teeth against the flower bed.
"Why are you standing here brushing your teeth? Isn't there a bathroom in your room?" Lin Bei looked at Xiaoli with a strange look on his face.
"Woo!" Xiaoli whined in reply to Lin Bei while brushing her teeth.
"Brush your teeth first before talking." Lin Bei said speechlessly.
Soon, Xiaoli finished brushing her teeth, rinsed her mouth, and finally said again, "The air outside the house is fresh. If you brush your teeth here, you can wake up faster."
"But when you brush your teeth, the toothpaste is alkaline. Look at the area where you always brush your teeth. Even the flowers and plants grow poorer than other areas." Lin Bei said.
"A little bit!" Xiaoli stuck out her tongue, "But Ala's porridge."
"Breakfast is here." In the kitchen, Li Niang came out and shouted to Lin Bei and the others.
Today's breakfast was millet porridge, rice rolls, and an omelette. But the omelette was very strange, soft, and didn't look like it was cut out of oil. I don't know how Li Niang made it. But Li Niang took action. , it was probably a very complicated step, so Lin Bei simply didn’t ask. Because if he asked him, he would definitely not be able to do it.
After Lin Bei sat down, Li Niang served him a large bowl of millet porridge. Xiao Li served him a small bowl.
"Ah, Mom, you gave him too much. I have so little, so I also want a big bowl." Xiaoli said.
"You have to fight for this..." Lin Bei was extremely helpless. "Besides, will you eat such a big bowl?"
"Haha, I am a big eater in our class." Xiaoli said proudly.
"You kid, I think you can use it to make soup." Lin Bei shook his head and said.
"You are the one who uses it to make soup. No, I only use it to make soup. Your meat is so old that it is not suitable for making soup. I think you are only suitable for making sweet and sour pork. Put it in a cup and stew it on low heat for four or five times. That kind of thing." Xiaoli immediately retorted.
When Xiaoli and Lin Bei were arguing, Shen Youwei, who had finished changing her clothes, happened to come over. When she heard their words, she couldn't help but said, "What are you two talking about?"
"Let's talk about what kind of cooking is more suitable for her." Lin Bei pointed at Xiaoli and said.
"No, what we are saying is that his meat is too old to be used in soup. It can only be used to stew sweet and sour pork." Xiao Li said.
Facing Lin Bei and Xiaoli's words, Shen Youwei was speechless, "It's so early in the morning, you two are discussing such horrible things while having dinner. I think you two might as well open a personal skin inn together. One sells human meat buns, and the other sells human meat chowder.”
"Using people to cook is a taboo among chefs that cannot even be mentioned." At this time, Li Niang served Shen Youwei a bowl of porridge, and while bringing it over, she said with a smile, "I once heard from an old man The master once said that during the Republic of China, there was a great chef who was Wu's royal chef who cooked for Wu Peifu. At that time, unlike now, all kinds of wild animals were forbidden to be eaten."
"The master chef likes to use all kinds of strange ingredients to pursue unusual tastes. And because of Wu Peifu's power, he can get all kinds of ingredients, but one day, he gets tired of them. He thinks None of these ingredients were the ultimate delicacy he was pursuing. He thought about it for a long time and finally set his goal on people!"
Faced with Li Niang's words, Xiao Li couldn't help but tremble. Shen Youwei was also a little panicked, "This is too scary."
"What happened next?" Lin Bei asked with relish.
"Then he invented the fairy soup." Li Niang said with a smile.
"Fairy Soup!" Lin Bei's heart was shocked. This name gave people an indescribable ominous feeling.
"Could it be...did he really make soup with human flesh?!" Xiaoli was so frightened.
"People at that time were really barbaric." Shen Youwei couldn't help but say.
"Li Niang, is this fairy soup really used for..." Lin Bei asked.
"Well, I won't tell you what the fairy soup is. You should eat first, and I will tell you after you finish your meal." She said with a smile, "Otherwise, you won't be able to eat it once I tell you. Already."
"I can't eat anymore." Xiaoli said sadly and angrily.
"That's just right. Don't compete with your brother Lin for the big bowl. Just use the small bowl." Li Niang pointed to the small bowl in front of Xiao Li and said.
"Ah!" Xiaoli looked helpless.
After serving porridge to Lin Bei and the others, Li Niang brought over a plate of side dishes. Then she went back and served herself another bowl of porridge and sat down, "Everyone, please eat quickly. Don't let the millet porridge get cold. This When the porridge is cold, it won’t taste good.”
"Yeah." Lin Bei nodded.
The porridge cooked by Li Niang is really delicious, slightly sweet, but not really sweet. The porridge is not sticky at all, but it is not watery porridge. The porridge soup is cooked into a kind of It feels like sugar water, just a little thicker. I don’t know how she did it.
As for rice rolls, needless to say, the soft rice noodles feel like they are trembling in your mouth when you bite into them. The gravy, tofu, and mushrooms inside are blooming, and the wonderful umami flavor wraps the entire tongue. and taste buds. Under the attack of the ultimate deliciousness, people want to bite off their tongues.
The rest of the side dishes were also very good.
This side dish is an unknown pickle and something similar to pickled cucumber.
"Li Niang, why does this pickled melon look like crystal grains?" Lin Bei couldn't help but ask.
"This, because this is not made of cucumber, but lettuce. In fact, it is not pickled cucumber, but pickled lettuce." Li Niang said with a smile.
"But ordinary pickled lettuce will have a slightly astringent feeling. I used it... That's it, it's actually very simple." Li Niang said.
"Uh..." Lin Bei nodded in confusion.
Seeing Lin Bei's confused look inside, Xiaoli and Shen Youwei both snickered secretly.
As the saying goes, they eat without talking or sleep without speaking. During the meal, Lin Bei and the others did not talk much, but focused on the delicious food in front of them.