Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 29 Teaching Cooking

Zhou Huilan didn't know what Lu Changqing was thinking.

As she walked towards Lu's house, she was thinking about what to teach later. After all, Lu Changqing not only borrowed a tricycle for her today, but also helped her repair the coal shed.

Although she is very strong now, it takes skill to build the coal shed, and she really can't do it so quickly.

The sister-in-law Lu Changqing said was called Lu Fengxia, but she was actually a distant relative of his family in the countryside. His parents divorced and went to the city to join him. Vegetable money, and some pocket money will be given to her.

Zhou Huilan originally thought that the aunt in Lu Changqing's mouth was a respectful name, and she should be about the same age as them. Seeing the gray-haired Aunt Fengxia, and hearing Lu Changqing's serious talk about asking her to teach her to cook, Zhou Huilan wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"No, no, I can't talk about teaching, I just..."

"It's you, girl!" Unexpectedly, Aunt Fengxia approached Zhou Huilan's arm with enthusiasm, "Changqing said that he found something he wanted to eat, and I thought he was coaxing me. I didn't expect it to be so, hurry up, Hurry up and teach me, you don't know that this kid eats, if he is not afraid of starving to death, he probably won't even open his mouth!"

Zhou Huilan was a little confused by the excessive enthusiasm, but she had already been dragged into the kitchen by Aunt Fengxia.

The Lu family's house is clearly divided into front and back yards, and it has complete classical regulations. The kitchen is also an old house, which is almost the same as the one Zhou Huilan lived in at Granny Duan's.

But what shocked Zhou Huilan even more was the various good things on the kitchen wall.

Abalone, shark's fin, bird's nest, sea cucumber, fish maw, deer antler...

There are everything that Zhou Huilan has never seen on TV.

So this Lu family is so rich?
It's no wonder that Lu Changqing speaks so prestige among those old men and old ladies, it turned out to be money ability!
"Girl, what's your name? Let's do something, we have to prepare something, see if we have it at home, if not, I'll go buy it quickly, I'm stupid, you have to teach me slowly, I won't be able to learn quickly."

Aunt Fengxia's humility made Zhou Huilan unbearable, she waved her hands in a panic, "I don't know how to cook, that is, I just drank a bowl of the egg pimple soup I made that day, and yesterday's fried rice He also ate a bowl of sauced noodles."

"There's no meat at home, or I'll go buy it right now!" Fengxia said as she wiped her hands on the apron before heading out.

Zhou Huilan quickly stopped her, "Auntie, why don't we make egg pimple soup first, it's simple."

Fengxia nodded, and took out a small notebook from somewhere to memorize it.

Zhou Huilan, who took two eggs and was about to beat them into a bowl, held back for a while with this posture, before she choked out a sentence in official language, "Take two eggs, break them into a bowl..."

How uncomfortable it would be for a half-hearted master to meet a studious and serious apprentice.

Zhou Huilan, who was a teacher for the first time in her two lifetimes, has experienced it today.

Let her make the egg pimple soup that can be cooked in less than half an hour, plus explanations and demonstrations, she made it for more than an hour, and Aunt Fengxia still hasn't finished taking notes.

Every time Zhou Huilan moved, she had to ask and write it down, which made Zhou Huilan's nose itch and didn't dare to pick it, for fear that her aunt would ask her what the meaning of this movement was.

"Don't think I'm bothering you." After taking notes with great difficulty, Fengxia put down her small notebook and explained to Zhou Huilan, "You don't know, our doctor Lu can't eat, and feels sick when he sees food. He drank all the soups and medicines." , I have also seen a lot of western medicine, but none of them are helpful, and the old man can't tell that he is ugly, and the house is quiet when it is time for dinner, and there is no sound at all."

Zhou Huilan froze for a moment, "Doctor Lu is... anorexic?"

"That's right! That's what the doctor in the hospital said, but he took the medicine and the soup, and it didn't help. It was harder for him to eat every day than to drink the medicine. He was so thin that he only had bones left." , I feel distressed just looking at it, let alone the old man!"

So... so it is!

Zhou Huilan felt a little relieved when she suddenly robbed Lu Changqing of her meal.

Maybe the food he cooked matched a certain taste in his memory, which made him so unable to control himself to rub the food. He is a patient, so he can't be blamed for that.

Aunt Fengxia followed Zhou Huilan's steps and made the egg pimple soup step by step. After a while, a pot of white, green and yellow pimple soup was made. When a little sesame oil was added, the aroma immediately overflowed. It was almost the same as Zhou Huilan's cooking. exactly the same.

"He will definitely eat a big bowl this time!" Zhou Huilan encouraged her aunt.

Aunt Fengxia was also full of excitement, she took the bowl and delivered it to Lu Changqing's room.

Looking at the pimple soup that looked the same as that day, Lu Changqing also heaved a sigh of relief, and walked to the front with great interest, but when he smelled the scent, his brows immediately frowned.

"Hurry up and go!" He waved his hands in a panic.

Fengxia was stunned, but she quickly brought out the bowl, put it at the door, and then quickly opened the door and window of Lu Changqing's room.

The fresh air quickly dispelled the smell of the pimple soup, and the nausea gushing out of Lu Changqing's throat was suppressed.

"How did that happen?"

Aunt Fengxia looked bewildered, and Zhou Huilan was also bewildered.

She took a sip of the bowl of pimple soup, the taste was indeed the same, there was no difference, how could this be?

"Is it an oil problem?"

Aunt Fengxia returned to the kitchen with a bowl in her hand. Looking at the pot of pimple soup, she lost her excitement just now.

"And the vegetables are not the kind of vegetables you use. Didn't you say that the vegetables you use are grown by Granny Duan herself. Why don't you sell me some of the vegetables at home, as well as your oil..."

Aunt Fengxia looked obsessed, and felt that she was not cooking at all, but studying a profound science.

Although Zhou Huilan really wanted to say that there is no difference between buying these things from the grain and oil shops on the street, after all, Lu Changqing had just reacted that way, and she still agreed to Aunt Fengxia's request.

The oil at home was originally bought by Granny Duan, and there was not much left. Zhou Huilan sent all of it to the Lu family, and picked a handful of vegetables from the field.

When she came out of Lu's house, Aunt Fengxia was still reading one by one in the small notebook. Zhou Huilan couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran out quickly.

She did teach seriously, and Lu Changqing didn't drink her soy milk, and she didn't use well water for pimple soup and fried noodles. She didn't understand why it happened.

When she got home, her mother-in-law asked about the situation, and Zhou Huilan explained everything in detail.

The mother-in-law shook her head with regret, but suddenly cursed viciously, "That Lu Yushu committed too many crimes, and now the retribution is on his grandson!"

(End of this chapter)