The three of them each held a bowl of rice, looked at the food in the nest, and fell into deep thought.
It can be said that it is colorful black.
"How about changing the name of Fengmian Sanshi?" Lu Youjing held his chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables in the pot, but when he looked at the pot of sticky stuff, his hands stopped in the air.
"Pork and vegetable porridge, how about this name?" Li Junchen suggested. He thought it was more down-to-earth. Thinking about it this way, looking at those sticky things was still a bit appetizing.
Think of it as a pot of porridge.
Chen Tianwen nodded and said, "The name is okay. Let's eat it while it's hot, otherwise it will spoil the food when it gets cold."
He didn't have the courage to be the first to try, so he still invited everyone to join him, share the joys and sorrows, and hit the road together.
"Eat!" Li Junchen said helplessly.
"Eat!" Chen Tianwen was a little sluggish, not knowing what was going on in his mind.
"Eat~" Lu Youjing shouted, his tone was murderous, as if he wanted to eat human flesh.
Li Junchen was heartbroken, took a spoon, scooped up the food in a large pot, and poured it into his own bowl under the stunned expressions of Chen Tianwen and Lu Youjing.
"I'm still young and my appetite is smaller than the two of you. I should eat less. I'll leave the rest of the food in the pot to you. Don't waste it."
He took his bowl, left the kitchen elegantly, and sat on the threshold of the bedroom.
Chen Tianwen and Lu Youjing were stunned on the spot. You looked at me and I looked at you.
But it was Chen Tianwen who woke up first. He also picked up the spoon in the pot and scooped two tablespoons of vegetables into his bowl. The bowls in his hands were stacked into a hill. Fortunately, the vegetables he scooped out had more vegetables and less soup. Otherwise, it will be his fault.
Chen Tianwen glanced at Chen Tianwen apologetically, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Lu, you are bigger than me. You have done a lot of hard work just now, and I will leave the rest to you.
Also, Li Junchen said not to waste it, so in order for us to have another meal, you'd better destroy all the leftovers. "
Chen Tianwen was about to carry the bowl out when Lu Youjing stopped him in front of him.
With a sullen face, he wailed: "Brother Chen, do you think my bowl can hold the remaining dishes?"
Most of the soup was at the bottom of the pot. Lu Youjing looked at the remaining vegetables in the pot and realized that he had to scoop it out at least three times. After only two scoops into Chen Tianwen's bowl, there was no room left at all.
Chen Tianwen protected his bowl with his hands and said, "Brother Lu, press the rice in your bowl so that it can hold more."
"How much can it be suppressed?" Lu Youjing curled his lips and complained.
Chen Tianwen was silent.
"Whatever you can hold is what you can put in your mouth..."
Lu Youjing was speechless for a while...
How big should mine be to hold that spoonful of food?
"Brother Lu, please give way first and let me out. Don't spill the food in my bowl. Li Junchen thinks I deliberately don't want to eat the food he cooked."
Chen Tianwen said seriously with a straight face. He crossed over Lu Youjing's body and walked out, with a smile on his lips and a sigh of relief in his heart.
Fortunately, fortunately, I acted quickly enough, otherwise the soup at the end...
Judging from the appearance of this dish, it’s damn good if it tastes good.
Tens of seconds later, Lu Youjing went out carrying the same bowl stacked into a hill as Chen Tianwen.
His eyes were dull, soup was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the bowl was covered with soup.
"Give me a seat." Lu Youjing said coldly with a groan.
Chen Tianwen saw Lu Youjing vomiting, his stomach churned, and he almost vomited. Fortunately, at the critical moment, he closed his throat tightly and swallowed it back.
He moved his buttocks, turned sideways towards Li Junchen, and lowered his head to pick up the food in the bowl.
"It was so dangerous. I almost couldn't control it and vomited it out. Li Junchen won't be able to fight me for it when the time comes!"
Uh-huh!
Lu Youjing made a strange noise from his mouth.
The chopsticks flying in Li Junchen's hand stopped.
He raised his head, looked at Lu Youjing sideways, and said coldly: "Brother Lu, do you have a hair stuck in your throat?"
Lu Youjing said with a sad look on his face: "This dish is not only salty, but also very sweet. I was a little uncomfortable for a while."
He promised that next time he would not be the last one to pick up the food. He couldn't stand the soup at all. The salty and sweet taste was so magnified that it really made him collapse.
"At least it's better than being hungry!" Li Junchen warned Lu Youjing with his eyes.
He touched Chen Tianwen beside him with his knee.
"Brother Chen, do you think it's better than being hungry?"
"Yeah~, stronger, much stronger." Chen Tianwen lowered his head, widened his eyes and opened his mouth, mechanically plucking food into his mouth. He forced his brain to lose his brief sense of taste.
Li Junchen looked at Lu Youjing again.
Lu Youjing secretly glanced at Chen Tianwen beside him and nodded.
If he was hungry for a meal or for a whole day, he would always say: "This dish is better than when he was sleeping on the street. The old woman felt sorry for him and gave him a bowl of rotten bean porridge."
"The taste is worse than that bowl of rotten bean porridge, and it's even more unpalatable. It's totally a throat-irritant."
But now in Fengmian Mountain, you would have to rely on Li Junchen, the only cook, so you still lowered your head in frustration.
There was no communication between the three of them, and the only thing in their eyes was the bowl in their hands.
It's just that the facial expressions and body language are a bit too rich, and people who don't know it might think they are gathering together to take poison!
"Bang bang bang!"
A loud bang!
The three of them were startled and their bodies shook.
One of the bowls in Lu Youjing's hand slipped out, and the whole bowl fell upside down on the ground. Seeing that he couldn't eat anymore, he trembled slightly in his heart.
Li Junchen raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
The scene in front of me was very familiar.
Sawdust flew and a cold wind blew out.
The wooden door of their house was kicked into pieces.
Those sawdust are scattered about a foot away in front of you.
There was a woman and a girl standing at the door. The woman had shallow wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and most of her black hair was white. She had a piece of bamboo tied around her head. The woman was wearing a loose gray robe. She is neither tall nor short, with a round face, which makes the woman look a bit more charming.
The woman's deep eyes glared at Li Junchen and the others.
But the fine lines at the corners of the woman's eyes and half of her white hair reminded Li Junchen that this woman must be older than she looked.
The girl was wearing a red furry winter coat. She looked to be about the same age as Li Junchen. The most eye-catching thing about the girl was not her beautiful white face, but the braid that was more than a foot long. , making the whole person look a bit weird.
