The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

Chapter 167, the feeling of home

After packing up the things I bought, food appeared for the first time in the empty kitchen, and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were placed on the clean table.

It was past six o'clock, and it was already dark outside, and their dinner hadn't started yet.Qiao Minglang hurriedly prepared their dinner, otherwise the two of them would be really hungry.

Wash the rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook.

He also studied the electrical appliances in the kitchen before he knew how to use them.After he figured out how to use them, he found that these electrical appliances are much more convenient than cooking with a fire. They are really miraculous things, but there is no time for him to express his feelings at the moment, and he still has to keep busy with the work at hand.

"Do you want me to do something?" Zhou Xing looked at the pile of things on the table, a little at a loss as to what to do.

There were a few big crabs with bound feet in the pool. Qiao Minglang was holding a brush and was about to brush the crabs. Seeing that Zhou Xing was coming to help, he brushed it twice for him to see, "You brush this crab, just brush it like this, and you can brush it." ?"

"Yes." Zhou Xing felt that this task was too simple, and it would not be difficult for his young master.

Qiao Minglang stepped aside, let Zhou Xing take his place, and went to work on other things.Their crabs will be steamed in a pot for a while, the water must be boiled first, and the crabs will be steamed for half an hour after a while.

Take a pot and wash it, put a little water in it, put it on the stove, turn on the fire to boil the water, then cut some onion and ginger and put it under the plate.After the water boils, just as the crabs are cleaned, put the crabs on top of the plate, and put the plate in the pot to steam.

Two people stood in front of the table, one was washing and the other was cutting.

Zhou Xing turned his head and looked at the boy who was cutting things with a knife beside him. The knife fell on the chopping board and made a chopping sound. For the first time, he felt that the sound was really nice. It felt like there was one more person in the kitchen... very nice.

He hasn't had this kind of feeling of home for a long time, but now, the boy gave him a feeling of home again.The figure in front of him overlapped with the figure in his memory, and he focused his gaze on the young man in front of him, leaving only the figure of this young man in his mind.

"Fuck-"

When the vegetables were put into the pan, the oil splashed up, Qiao Minglang dodged back and bumped into the person standing behind him.

"Be careful." Zhou Xing subconsciously put his arms around the boy's waist to help him stabilize his body.

"I'm fine, you, you stand a little farther away." Qiao Minglang patted his hands on his waist and continued to cook vegetables with a shovel in his hand, feeling that this person stood in the way and bumped into him accidentally.

Instead of standing far away, Zhou Xing stretched his neck to look at the vegetables in the pot.At this moment, his stomach is already a little hungry, and he is a little anxious to eat, "How long will it take?"

Seeing that the crabs in the pot are ready, the steamed crabs have turned red.

"Wait a little longer." Qiao Minglang reached out to turn off the fire, opened the lid, put a towel on his hand, and took out the plate inside.Turning around, he saw Zhou Xing turning over the vegetables in the pot with a shovel, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't move around."

This man, why can't his hands be idle... Qiao Minglang's face was a little helpless.

"I'll fry it for you." Young Master Zhou had another reason. When he saw the crab picked up over there, he put down the shovel, ran to see his crab, and asked, "Is the crab ready?"

"Okay, I'll make some dipping sauce." The meat in the pot was simmering, and it didn't get ready so quickly.Qiao Minglang patted two more mouthfuls of garlic, chopped a chili, put it in a small bowl, poured some soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, and peanut oil into it, and stirred it twice.

After licking the chopsticks, he thought the taste was okay, and turned to ask the person behind him, "Do you want to see if the taste is okay?"

Zhou Xing grabbed Qiao Minglang's hand, licked the chopsticks he had just licked with his tongue, and said with a smile, "It's ok, it's good."

"..." Qiao Minglang's face turned red suddenly, and he didn't want to talk to this person anymore.

It wasn't until their dinner was ready that the heat on his face subsided.

***

Tonight, it was just the two of them eating. They stewed a piece of meat, fried a vegetable, steamed four large crabs, and cooked a clear soup.

Under the warm yellow light, there were fireworks and popularity in this house for the first time.

"Come to eat, what are you doing?"

"Wait, it's coming."

They brought the finished dishes to the dining table, Zhou Xing looked at the dishes on the table, rubbed his hands, and saw that Qiao Minglang was still in the kitchen, so he yelled.First of all, I picked up a big crab and broke its feet. I opened the shell and found that there was really a lot of crab paste inside. "Wow, the crab you picked really has a lot of crab paste."

"Sit down and eat." Qiao Minglang came from behind and put a pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of Zhou Xing, and he filled the bowl with some soup himself.

"Take a bite." Zhou Xing took out the crab paste inside with his hand, and handed the crab paste to Qiao Minglang's mouth.

"Don't, you eat by yourself. If I want to eat, I just have to do it myself." Qiao Minglang leaned back, trying to avoid the thing handed to his mouth.But if Zhou Xing gave up so easily, he would not be Zhou Xing, "Take a bite, take a bite."

In the end, Qiao Minglang had no choice but to open his mouth and eat the crab paste.

"How is it? It's delicious?" Zhou Xing himself likes to eat crab paste the most. If it was before, he would be reluctant to give his favorite food to others.But now seeing the person he likes eating the crab paste he likes makes him happier than eating it himself.

"Mm, delicious." Qiao Minglang nodded and said.

"Hey, I also think crab paste is the best. Here, here's half for you, do you want me to pick out the meat for you?" Zhou Xing broke a crab in half, and gave half to the boy opposite.

"No, I'll do it myself." Qiao Minglang took a look at Zhou Xing, but he didn't reject his offer. He took the crab and ate it. He didn't like dipping the crab in sauce, so he thought it tasted the best.

"Don't you dip it in sauce?" Zhou Xing was gnawing on the crab claws, and he bit off the big tongs with a click, and dipped in the sauce before eating.He saw that Qiao Minglang just ate it without dipping the sauce, wouldn't he feel it was tasteless?

"This tastes fresh and sweet."

The tastes of the two of them are a bit different, Qiao Minglang likes to eat light food, while Zhou Xing likes to eat strong, fragrant and spicy food.

The four crabs were eaten clean by the two of them, and Zhou Xing ate three by himself. He was still a little bit unsatisfied, and said: "We will buy crabs tomorrow and steam them."

"I'm going to find a shop with my cousin tomorrow, so I might not be free." Qiao Minglang said.

"Huh? Why didn't I see you tell me about this? Are you going to find a shop? I'll go with you." In short, he didn't want to be here alone, and he didn't have other arrangements for this winter vacation week, so he just thought With the boy.

Originally, he thought that Qiao Minglang would go back to his hometown when the holiday came, but he didn't expect him to stay here, so of course it would be better.

In the end, the two of them ate all the dishes on the table, and there was only half a bowl of rice left in the pot.It was because there were too many dishes today, Zhou Xing only cared about eating, and even missed half a bowl of rice.

"Hi~ I'm so full, it's so delicious." After eating, Zhou Xing slumped on the chair and didn't want to move anymore, and touched his tight belly.He looked at the boy opposite who was also full and didn't want to move, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you stay with me from now on and cook for me by the way."

Thinking about it this way, is it a good idea for him to raise this?

Qiao Minglang took a look at Zhou Xing and gave him a look, you think it is beautiful.

Zhou Xing chuckled, it was a beautiful idea, but if you think about it, maybe it can really come true?

"Are you full? If you are full, I will clean up the table." Seeing that both of them were full, Qiao Minglang was going to clean up the things on the table, and poured the soup on a plate It took a long time to put it in and pour it out.

Zhou Xing stood up to help, "I'm full, I'll clean it up for you."

The two of them cleared the table together, and Zhou Xing followed into the kitchen, seeing Qiao Minglang washing the dishes, he also went to help.Then it became the two of them standing in front of the counter, Qiao Minglang was in charge of washing the dishes, Zhou Xing took the tap to rinse.

After the bowls and chopsticks are cleaned, two people use a clean towel to wipe off the water from the bowls and chopsticks, and put them in the cabinet inside for disinfection.

***

By the time the two of them got out of the shower, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

The two sat on the sofa and watched TV. Zhou Xing played the football game he liked to watch. A group of people on the TV were running after a ball. The athlete kicked the ball into the goal, and the audience cheered.

"Good shot!" Zhou Xing shouted.

Qiao Minglang looked up at the TV. He was not interested in it, nor could he understand it.

Nested in the sofa, with a book and a pen in his hand, he was doing their homework for the winter vacation. He wanted to take advantage of the time and finish the homework early.Otherwise, if he gets busy later, he may not have time to do this.

"You don't like watching this?" Seeing that Qiao Minglang was not interested in this game, Zhou Xing asked.

"Look, I can do my homework." Qiao Minglang said without raising his head.

"Come on, it's only the first day of the holiday, and you've already started doing this, why don't you be so diligent." Watching TV by yourself is not interesting, and Zhou Xing didn't watch it either. He leaned over and saw Qiao Minglang doing it. For their summer homework, they feel that this is simply not giving him a way to survive, and they are trying to force him to death on the road of learning.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Minglang's books and pen.

"Stop messing around with Zhou Xing." Qiao Minglang looked at Zhou Xing and said helplessly as the books and pens in his hand were taken away.

"Know the balance between work and rest. You can't just study and study all day long. You have to relax properly, otherwise you will get tired sooner or later. Get up, and I will teach you boxing." Zhou Xing threw the books and pens he had snatched into the box. Going to the other side of the sofa, he pulled Qiao Minglang to stand up.

Since I don't like watching TV, let's fight.