A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 51 A meager liking

Fu Jingyou opened his mouth and asked slowly:

"Then I do it and you learn?"

Lu Miao nodded seriously, and her stern face looked a little better.

Fu Jingyou can cook, but only "knows".

What he knows is the process, but he is not proficient in it.

In the past, except for eating at He Hongjin's house, he usually made mixed noodles at home for several days at a stretch, and then ate them slowly.

Occasionally, when I have nothing to do, I catch some mud frogs and bring them back for the tooth ceremony. There is nothing elaborate about the way. The seasoning is just a few drops of oil, a little salt and two slices of dried chili, which is great.

Basically, you just rub some oil into the pot, pour the mud frog meat in and turn it over, simmer it in some water and eat it immediately.

Lu Miao had noticed his unfamiliarity since the last time he was a turtle.

This time, mud frogs, which are commonly used for tooth-beating ceremonies in the countryside, are good ingredients in Lu Miao's eyes.

Not seeing Fu Jingyou's careless treatment, Lu Miao rolled up his sleeves, picked up the frog meat in a sea bowl and poured out a little rice wine to marinate it.

"Do you have any potatoes at home?"

Fu Jingyou hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I'll get it."

After a while, he brought a handful of potatoes from the front room, very small ones, not much bigger than a thumb, and a little dry and wrinkled.

Lu Miao's face wrinkled, feeling a little disgusted, but thinking about the preciousness of food, she didn't say anything:
"Small potatoes are fine, too. Just wash them and remove the skins. Then put some water in the pot and blanch them until they're half-cooked."

Fu Jingyou asked: "No need to incision?"

Lu Miao stared at him speechlessly: "It's so small, if you cut it again it will be gone!"

Fu Jingyou kept silent after hearing this and did as she said.

Lu Miao was not idle either. She had never cooked with her own hands, but she had a lot of experience in this area.

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t have knife skills that are so fast. It doesn’t matter if the garlic cannot be chopped well. She can chop the onions and garlic slowly.

Lu Miao has a pampered temperament and is even arrogant in some aspects, but once she has something she wants to do or decides to do, she can always calm down.

It was probably due to this strong contrast that Fu Jingyou would always turn his head to look at Lu Miao while he was busy.

After just two glances, he frowned again and withdrew his gaze cautiously.

When a girl appears in front of you all the time, doesn't dislike you, comforts you that everything is not your fault, smiles at you, acts coquettishly for you, or even tries her best to help you even though she doesn't know anything... …

Fu Jingyou didn't know how a normal person would feel or what his mood would be.

He only knew that when he was in it, the most real thoughts deep in his heart were this situation, and no one would be unmoved.

but……

His brows were lowered, making his peach blossom eyes and double eyelids appear darker. Fu Jingyou glanced at the dry and dirty potatoes in his hand, and suddenly took a deep breath, and pressed the hand holding the potato deeply into the bucket.

A shriveled and ugly potato is no match for the beautiful bird standing on the branch.

Just like his meager joy, he can't show it easily...

If you want to maintain the status quo, you won't be able to detect the clues.

Fu Jingyou didn't make any movement for a long time. When there was any movement, water splashed everywhere. Lu Miao couldn't help but look up, "Why are you so dazed! Have you washed the potatoes? Your sleeves have fallen into the bucket!"

"Oh……"

As if waking up from a dream, Fu Jingyou hurriedly withdrew his hand and stood up, "After washing, I'll go get the rice." Lu Miao scolded him with a "hum" and continued to work on herself with her head down.

After scooping up the rice and draining the rice soup through a basket, he washed the pot and boiled water to blanch the small potatoes until they were half-cooked. Fu Jingyou finished his work and turned around. Lu Miao, who had been waiting behind him for a long time, stuffed the prepared spices into his hand:
"Pour a little more oil, stir-fry these, then pour in the potatoes you just blanched and turn them over."

After Lu Miao finished speaking, he handed Fu Jingyou a small bowl:
"This is the sauce I have prepared. When the mud frog meat is put in, this should also be poured in. When the time comes, stir it evenly and let it simmer for a while."

Fu Jingyou took the small bowl, looked at the deep-colored sauce in the bowl and asked, "What's in it?"

"A little salt, MSG, rice wine, and soy sauce."

Lu Miao counted the types of seasonings and turned her head to look at Fu Jingyou carefully:
"Currently, the seasonings are very simple, but this sauce can be widely used."

Even though they are all common things, this basic sauce can be used for dry pot, sauce or stew pot.

Fu Jingyouxin said that so many things were no longer the same, but on the surface, he did not refute Lu Miao's words.

When he braised turtle last time, he still remembered it and used almost the same things.

Fu Jingyou took note of Lu Miao's words and thought that next time, he would be able to get these things.

Fu Jingyou hurriedly stewed the mud frog, thinking that he would stew the rice later. The mud frog meat didn't stew for too long, so Fu Jingyou put it into the sea bowl. After washing the pot, he poured the half-cooked rice back into the pot. The sea bowl was inlaid with Heat together on the edge of the pan.

When he put the lid on the pot, he turned his gaze sideways and told Lu Miao in a warm voice: "This is convenient for hot dishes, and some vegetables that cannot be stir-fried can also be simmered until soft."

For example, if the soft-shelled turtle last time was stewed with rice, it can also be stewed next to the rice.

Lu Miao nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

Fu Jingyou filled a basin of water, and while Lu Miao was squatting outside the door to wash her face, he turned away and went to the front room.

When Lu Miao wiped her face and entered the room, the small table and bench for eating had been set up, and there was a bamboo basket on the table whose green color had not completely faded.

Lu Miao became curious and opened the small basket to check. The basket was half filled with green fruits, which were very green.

There are also thin fluffs, which look like peaches, but look closer and they don’t look like that.

"Fu Jingyou, what kind of fruit is this?" Lu Miao looked up at Fu Jingyou, her voice sounded delicate and soft, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Fu Jingyou couldn't resist her and kept asking questions. He was silent and said slowly, "It's Qingxing."

The end of May is a good time to eat green apricots.

Lu Miao's eyes were bright, and she looked at his back and asked, "Is it for me?"

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou nodded dullly, not daring to look at those clear eyes.

He stood by the stove without looking back. He couldn't see Lu Miao's expression, but he heard Lu Miao laugh softly. The voice was light and cheerful, just like the wind chimes that hung under the eaves of his childhood and swayed in the wind.

"Thank you, Fu Jingyou!"

Lu Miao's joy was so pure that she couldn't help it. Fu Jingyou couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and he also felt a trace of joy and a trace of joy in his heart.

But it didn't last long before Lu Miao said "yue".

Fu Jingyou was stunned, turned around to check, and saw that Lu Miao's eyes were closed forcefully, her delicate little face was wrinkled, and her cheeks were vaguely twitching.

At the same time, she was holding a green apricot with a big bite in her hand...

He was a little nervous at first, but after just a second, Fu Jingyou couldn't hold back his laughter.

(End of this chapter)