love cafeteria

Chapter 10
I like the aroma of milk in stir-fried rice, so every weekend when I make milk and egg fried rice, I am full of joy.Remove the rice from the refrigerator, put it in a large bowl, and dice the carrots, onions, and sausage.When cutting vegetables quickly, the clinking sound of the kitchen knife and the chopping board will be heard; when beating eggs, the clanging of the chopsticks and the bowl is crisp and pleasant. In my opinion, this is the most beautiful sound in the world, and it is the most beautiful sound for a chef. simple pleasure.I scrambled the eggs in a hot pan, poured in rice and diced vegetables, stir-fried a few times, and then poured in a small bottle of pure milk. In less than a minute, the mellow aroma of milk filled the whole kitchen.In fact, egg fried rice with milk is not on the menu of Shenai Canteen, nor is it a special dish of the canteen, at least not now.It is a special request of a couple to put milk into the egg fried rice, and even the added milk is brought by the couple themselves.

I never asked the couple's name, because it is not important to Shenai Canteen, the name is just a code name, let's call them "Egg Fried Rice Couple" for now.

The egg fried rice couple looks less than 30 years old. The wife is very petite. She likes to act like a baby but reveals a kind of tenacity in her bones. The husband seldom speaks. No matter whether the wife is acting like a baby or angry, he always smiles , said he didn't care.I served the cooked egg fried rice to the two people waiting in the cafeteria, and I always got compliments from each other every time.

"It's so fragrant. When I drink milk alone, I think milk is not so fragrant. How can it be fried with egg fried rice? Both milk and egg fried rice are so fragrant?" The husband said after taking a deep breath.

The wife looked at her husband with a smile: "Hurry up and eat, or you won't be able to catch the train."

"Well, you can eat too, eat more." The husband nodded with a smile.

"Where did you buy your milk? This milk is really good and fresh." I played with the milk bottle in my hand. It was a glass bottle without any labels. It had a simple shape and smooth lines. And the feeling of elegance, maybe the simpler things are, the more impressive they are. "It smells like pure milk. I haven't smelled this kind of smell for a long time." I unscrewed the cap on the bottle and sniffed it a few times.

"This is the milk produced by our factory. If you like it, I can bring you a few more bottles in the future." The husband put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Don't worry, where is your factory?"

"Here." The husband took out a brochure from his backpack, pointed to a grassland and said, "This grassland is beautiful, and the environment is very good. These are pure milk that has not been further processed. Every time I come to Hangzhou, I will Bring her some bottles."

"He is the inspector of the milk factory, he is amazing." The wife was a little proud.

I continued to read the brochure, and the vast and green grassland inadvertently gave me a sense of distance.

"The place where you work is not close to here." I blurted out.

"It's okay, I'll be there after I wake up at night. Besides, I don't feel tired when I think of seeing her." The husband said a little embarrassedly, "Oh, who said that taking the train hurts my waist. Broken?" His wife said coquettishly, "We have been married for almost three years, 52 weekends a year, and we have only met 120 times so far. He comes by train every Friday and goes back by train on Sunday. The train tickets are so thick.” The wife gestured with her hand to show the thickness of the train tickets, and she didn’t know whether she was being coquettish or dissatisfied in her tone.

"Then how hard it is for you to travel back and forth like this. Why not transfer back to Hangzhou or change jobs again?" I suggested.In fact, seeing the person you want to see when you miss it is the real meaning of marriage. After such a long-term rush, most people can't make it to the end. How many people and how many relationships have lost to the word "waiting".

"I major in animal and plant science. I can't get into a large research institute, and there aren't many job opportunities in a small company. When I work in a dairy farm, I have to break my head to get in. So I had to separate the two places first." The husband was distressed. Scratching my head, "Here, I can't find a suitable job, and I always feel that I can't realize my own value. There is also a strong sense of strangeness in this city, and I am at a loss when walking on the road..."

"When we got married, he promised that he would apply to be transferred to Hangzhou within three years, and then he would give me a home for two and have another child, so that we would be together every day." The wife couldn't help calling Cut off the husband's words, "But now, three years will pass..." The wife bowed her head in grievance.

I suddenly don't know what to say, as a man, I can't say that a man's promise is unreliable, but at the simplest level, liking someone is to be with him (her), this is the same truth.

The husband touched his wife's head, stretched out his arm and took her into his arms: "Wait a little longer, it will be healed soon."

"Well... If you sell milk, will you get a sales bonus?" I suddenly wanted to help them, so that the two lovers could get together as soon as possible.Love is the same as family affection. You can’t wait until you lose it before you know how to cherish it. “Leave the brochure in the store and attach your business card. Many people are now looking for pollution-free milk sources. If customers in the store want to order Milk can contact you directly."

"Ah? Is it really possible?" The husband was surprised.

I nodded seriously.

A certain period of time, a very popular article wrote: Leslie Cheung told Anita Mui, when we are 40 years old, if you are not married and I am not married, we will be together.But later, Leslie Cheung fell to his death on April 2003, 4, and Anita Mui died of lung failure on December 1 of the same year. She happened to be 12 years old, but she didn't wait for the marriage she wanted... So, don't say wait.While waiting, your face will age and your youth will wither, and while waiting, the helplessness of reality will always follow you.Thousands of years at the fingertips, even the vicissitudes of life cannot escape the passage of time, let alone the promise of two people on earth?As an outsider, I have no way to judge whether they are right or wrong now.The man's hometown is 30 kilometers away from here in the prairie, where he works as an inspector in a milk factory, while his deeply in love wife works alone in the unaccompanied Hangzhou.Being in two places, the two have the same wish, that is to meet in Hangzhou and build a home of their own.However, the reality is always so cruel. Three years have passed, and the wish of the two is far away.

Since then, every Sunday night they would come to eat egg fried rice with milk, and then bid farewell.The husband took the train that departed at [-]:[-] and headed for the grassland, leaving his wife waiting in the city alone.Since they are in love, why can't they be together?
two.
Mr. Qiao, Tanzai, and the old dean chatted while eating.

Mr. Qiao was flipping through the brochure left by the couple boredly, "Boss, are your meals going to increase in price soon?" Mr. Qiao asked solemnly. As soon as these words came out, Eggboy and the old dean immediately raised their heads and looked at Me, it's like they have no place to go when the price of food goes up.

"No? Why do you say that?" I looked at Mr. Qiao suspiciously.

"Then you are not short of money. Since you are not short of money, why do you still sell milk in the store? To subsidize the family?" Mr. Qiao joked with a smile.

"Oh, you said this." I breathed a sigh of relief, "This is for a friend to promote, if you want, you can order it according to the phone number on the business card."

"It's not yours, why are you so caring?" Mr. Qiao kept flipping through the brochure even though he said he didn't care.

"Damn it if it's his, it's the cow's. Moo!" Eggboy said, imitating a cow's cry, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became lively.

"Is it the couple who often come to eat fried rice with eggs? Let me read the brochure." After all, the old dean is older and calmer than the others. help."

"But why can't the wife live in her husband's city?" Mr. Qiao frowned to express his opinion, as if he was very dissatisfied with his wife's behavior.

"If it is not forced by life, no couple is willing to live in two places. The two may have their own difficulties." The old director said while looking at the brochure.Suddenly, he turned to me and said, "Boss, do you have their milk here? I want to taste it. If it's really good, I can order one. Help me if you can."

"I want to try it too." Mr. Qiao raised his hand and shouted.

"Yes." I took out the egg fried rice from the refrigerator and the milk my husband brought me specially, took a few clean cups, and poured some for everyone.

"The taste is really good. It's been a long time since I drank such fresh and pure milk. It tastes like my childhood." The old director took a sip and admired it.

"Don't steal my lines, I, a professional actor, should say something so similar to an advertisement." Egg Boy's desire to perform was aroused.He drank the milk with his head up, raised the empty glass exaggeratedly, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Ah, it's been a long time since I drank such fresh and pure milk. It tastes like when I was a child... Boss, have another glass!"

"Wipe off the milk on your mouth before performing." Mr. Qiao threw a tissue to Eggboy.

"It's okay to say me, look at your own mouth... Hey, there is also the old dean, although you are older than us, but your beard is not so white!" Egg boy pointed to Mr. Qiao, and then pointed to the old man. Dean.

"Hahaha!" There was another roar of laughter in the deep love cafeteria.

"Suddenly I really want to get to know that couple. The boss can introduce us." The old dean said.

Now it seems that it is right to continue the operation of Shenai Canteen.People who have never met before become friends here. They help each other when they are in trouble, and chat with each other when they are free. The food in the cafeteria is not the most delicious, but it can satisfy everyone's taste, and let everyone never get tired of eating .So, how can love not grow slowly because of this.

three.
In the morning, the night is over.The city and its people woke up together, and what was originally covered by the night began to gradually become clear.Sometimes I feel that the night is a very cruel thing. The lights cover up the parts of the city that people don't want to be seen, and also highlight the parts of the city that can be emphasized.Is it the same with human emotions?Under the night, only the most beautiful time can be seen, but the defects of bumps and bumps are ignored.

People are starting to wake up and my day is about to end.After cleaning the canteen, I was about to close the door for a rest, but my wife came in at this time, "Are you going to work?" I asked in surprise, the wall clock on the wall is now [-]:[-], this time It's really early to go to work.

"No, I asked for leave today. I was going to look at the houses in the surrounding area. I didn't expect to come too early. I wanted to come to your store for a while." She looked around and saw the key in my hand, "If Forget about the trouble, you should go home and rest." She said, then turned and prepared to leave.

"No trouble, come in and sit for a while." I bowed and gave way to the seat.She smiled gratefully and found a seat on the farthest side to sit down.

Going back is also a lonely miss, it is better to chat here for a while.A Ling has been away for so long, I still sometimes fear being alone, but I can temporarily forget it when I am busy.As soon as I am free, loneliness and longing climb up like weeds, and everything I pass is barren.

I sat down behind the bar and started to make tea, "Have you had breakfast?" I asked, pouring out a cup of the brewed tea and putting it beside her.

"I've eaten. Drink some of this. It's not good to drink too much tea in the morning." She took out a bottle of milk from her bag, "Pour some for you."

I took out the cup and watched her pour the milk into it little by little.The rising sun shines through the glass window on the cafeteria of deep love. It is quiet and soft, and the milky white liquid slowly flows into the cup, making the painting even more unreal.I can imagine how happy she is now: her husband carefully bottled, sealed, and put the milk into a backpack. He carefully held the backpack containing the milk, for fear of accidentally breaking the bottle, and then stepped on the crowded train. Not far away, he came.Just to meet her and give her delicious milk.And the wife will be accompanied by milk for a whole week. In her eyes, these white liquids are no longer just milk, but the continuous love of her husband.Seeing things and thinking about others, he is with you every day, even if you miss him, you are happy.

"It's really delicious." I took a sip, and when she heard my praise, her happiness became more obvious.

"Are you moving around here?" I asked.

"Well, it will be much more convenient to live here in the future."

"That's right, it's close to the train station, so your husband doesn't have to be in such a hurry." I nodded, agreeing with her statement.

"Oh, I'm so happy to be patronizing. I forgot to tell you. His company is going to open an office here. He has applied for a transfer, and he will officially come over this weekend." Her eyes were shining with joy and excitement.

"Then congratulations. Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

"I only found out the day before yesterday. When he called and told me, I thought he had drunk too much and was talking drunk."

"Haha, is there a feeling that happiness comes too suddenly?"

"Well, that's true. I heard that the quota for this transfer is very difficult to get. Many people want it."

I nodded. No one is willing to transfer from a big city to a small place, but moving from a small city to a big city is something that many people yearn for.Before coming to this city, many people will be full of longing for this place, as if wealth is everywhere here, and ideals and happiness will be within reach, but after working hard for a period of time, they will find that hard work may not necessarily lead to success, and struggle may not necessarily lead to success. As a result, many people still have nothing but lingering homesickness and confusion.

"Have you considered going back to find him? The pressure of life there is much less." I asked tentatively.Danzi, Mr. Qiao, Yingzi... everyone is struggling here, and at the same time, they are all confused in this city.

She shook her head: "It's hard to say. It's hard to get good things, and it's even harder to give up good things. When you come to this city and see the world, you never want to go back to a small village. Maybe everyone is like this. Besides, he really wants to When he came out, he also said that I was his first marcher, and he would come over after I found out the situation here."

"Well, maybe this is also the truth." I thought about Eggboy and the others, and I also looked back at the passers-by who came and went from the canteen, "No matter what, I wish you all the best of luck."

"The most difficult problem now is the house. I have been renting with my colleague before, and it would be inconvenient for him to move in. So I contacted several landlords who rent out one-bedroom apartments, and I looked at them all at once today, trying to settle down. "She cheered up and was full of hope for the future.

"Just let me know when you need help, don't be shy."

"Thank you boss." She looked up at the time, "The chat with you has passed so quickly, I'm going to see the house first, you should close up and have a rest." After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, "Hey, wait a minute." I stopped her, she turned around and looked at me suspiciously, "Come over on the weekend, old time, I'll celebrate you guys." I said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you." She smiled gratefully and left.

four.
The weekend is here, and everyone has a lot of expectations for tonight's celebration, whether they know each other or not.

"As long as two people are in the same heart, they will get together no matter what." The old dean admired sincerely while drinking a small wine.

"Although I haven't met them, I'm still very happy for them when I hear the news," Mr. Qiao said.

"Well, well, I finally got the chance to meet them today." Egg Boy was very excited about their arrival, "Oh my God, seeing them makes me believe in love again."

The clock on the wall struck eleven.This is a wall clock that is rarely seen in this city. I saw it from a very small and very old store and bought it without hesitation. Since then, it has made a home on the wall of the canteen , Wall clock, decorations combined into one.

"It's eleven o'clock, they should be here soon." I muttered to myself.I don't know why, but I really want the two of them to be together and make a home here. This kind of idea does not come from feelings, but from the yearning for other people's love.

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, and the egg fried rice couple appeared at the door.The old dean and the others looked at the two people standing side by side at the door, and then at me, looking for answers from me.I nodded affirmatively, "Wow!"There was warm applause in the cafeteria.

"Welcome to the 'Deep Love Canteen' family!" Mr. Qiao shouted enthusiastically, "Although I haven't seen you before, I often hear the boss mentioning you. After moving here, we will be closer, and we often come to get together."

The husband smiled awkwardly, but the wife looked unhappy.

Perhaps seeing something wrong, the old dean hurried out to smooth things over: "Thank you. After drinking the milk you left in the store, it seemed like I tasted the taste of my childhood again. We boiled milk when we were young, and the whole room smelled of milk. , when drinking, the milk skin always hangs on the mouth... Oh, I really miss the time when I was a child."

"I drink it too, it tastes really good." Mr. Qiao made his own comment.

"If you like to drink, I will bring some more every week in the future." The husband said very earnestly.

"No, that's too much trouble for you." Mr. Qiao said.

"It's okay, take it along the way, don't delay anything."

"By the way?" Everyone didn't react for a while, but the wife lowered her head.

My husband turned to me and said, "Boss, here's an egg fried rice, hurry up, I have to catch a train."

"Okay, but you're not..." I wondered if I should say it.

"The plan to move here has been cancelled." The husband said with some frustration.

The wife's eyes were red.For the disappointment that has become a fact, I can barely accept it silently, but I still can't accept the news when it comes from the mouth of the person I love deeply. "He gave up the post transfer to someone else." His wife lowered her head, her voice becoming choked up.

"Why did you give it up to someone else? Why did you give up the quota you got so hard? Don't you want to come back?" Mr. Qiao asked. At that moment, I could feel a flame burning on Mr. Qiao's head.

"Don't mind, he always speaks without thinking." The old dean held Mr. Qiao's arm, as if Mr. Qiao would punch the man in front of him as soon as he let go.

"I'm telling the truth. Don't you know how much your wife wants you back?" Mr. Qiao's anger still persisted.

"My colleague's wife is pregnant and needs him to come back to take care of her." The husband lowered his head and said in a very small voice.

For a while, the cafeteria was extremely quiet, and everyone didn't know how to evaluate her husband's actions.Giving up the opportunity to those who need it more, this is a man's well-intentioned responsibility when facing a choice, but for a wife, this husband is always unqualified.

"Don't those who are not pregnant don't need to take care of them?" The wife was even more aggrieved.

"Then what are you going to do next?" I asked worriedly.

The husband was silent and said nothing.I began to have some sympathy for this wife. She believed in her husband's promise at the beginning of her marriage, and believed in the beautiful vision of building a love nest in three years.I waited for three years, watched my husband leave in the early morning more than 100 times, and was reluctant to part more than 100 times.Now, the opportunity finally came, but the husband she loved so much gave up the opportunity to others at the critical moment, and the hope came to naught.His greatness became her cruelty.

Quiet, quiet, still quiet.For such a long time, the canteen has been extremely quiet, and Danzi, who has always been talkative and noisy, has no voice at this moment.My husband left the cafeteria on time to catch the train to the prairie just like every Sunday before. The sight of my backpack leaving made me sad.

A door separated the husband's back from the wife's painful expression, and she cried bitterly until his shadow was no longer visible.Yingzi walked over and patted her on the back to comfort her.This may be the only thing we can do at this moment.

Fives.
Time is a butcher's knife. Time makes many people become familiar from strangers, and it also makes many people change from familiarity to strangers.The regular customers of Shenai Canteen have not changed. They accompany me to witness the joys, sorrows, joys, separations and reunions of people around me, and they also accompany Shenai Canteen through another half of the annual ring.

After seeing off the last batch of guests, I started preparing to disinfect the dishes.The door opened with a "squeak".

"Sit down first, what do you want to eat?" I said while washing the dishes.

"Boss, here are two servings of egg fried rice." The voice was very familiar, I turned around, and a familiar figure appeared in front of me, the egg fried rice couple.

"Oh, okay. It's late today, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the train." I looked at my watch and said.

"I don't have to catch the train tonight." The husband said helplessly.

"I'll go back to my hometown with him early tomorrow morning to go through the divorce procedures." There were tears in his wife's eyes.I was shocked.It doesn't look like there is an irreconcilable conflict between the two, it's just that the eyes of both sides are temporarily blocked by the fog.

I took the milk handed by my husband and turned into the kitchen. After 5 minutes, the egg fried rice came out of the pan, two ordinary egg fried rice, two cups of fresh milk.I serve their dinner on the table.The two of them glanced at the milk and egg fried rice with no milky aroma, neither of them spoke, and began to eat with their heads down.The husband drank milk absent-mindedly, while the wife ate fried rice with eggs pretending not to care.After all, the next thing they had to do was a divorce, in which case no one would care about a dinner.

"How does it taste?" Seeing that the two of them had almost eaten, I asked.

"After eating egg fried rice with milk, I realized how bland this ordinary egg fried rice is," said the wife.

"1+1 is greater than 2, so it's about fried rice with milk and eggs." The husband added.

"However, there is no shortage of milk and fried rice with eggs. Why is there such a big difference in taste?" I asked back.

"Of course it's different when fried together and separated. Egg fried rice with milk, the aroma of the milk is all integrated with the fried rice. The aroma of milk and egg is wrapped on the rice grains. Of course it's delicious. But once it's separated, it's completely different. taste," explained the wife.

"Yes, it is indeed the case. This also shows that whether it is delicious or not is not a matter of milk and egg fried rice, but the cooking method. If the method is correct, the deliciousness will be there. Since the two ingredients are so compatible, why should they be cooked together? It’s best to separate them and put them together.” I took away the egg fried rice and milk left in front of them, put them back in the pot, and served the egg fried rice with milk when the milk was overflowing.Looking at the golden fried rice wrapped in milk, the eyes of the husband and wife are red.

I'm not a sensationalist, I'm a veteran, but, at the same time, I'm also a chef.In the days when I deal with ingredients every day, I know how to match ordinary ingredients together and use the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint to increase the deliciousness of food.I believe that the same is true of marriage. When two different individuals are combined, there will inevitably be bumps and bumps. However, if they are two right people, they are complementary, just like milk and egg fried rice. 1+1 is greater than 2.

The couple left after eating fried rice with eggs. I can't deduce the final outcome, and I'm just a person who is struggling in this world of mortals.Time moves forward slowly, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, and regardless of the misery in the world.The sun still rises and sets every day, and I still close and open every day.Days passed by like this.

There was a soft "Dang", and I looked back, the old dean was already a little drunk, and Mr. Qiao had a glass of milk in his hand. "The taste is not as good as before." Mr. Qiao said angrily.

"If you can't drink fresh milk, you won't lose your temper. It's better to drink." The old dean raised his glass again.

"I think you are used to the milk of the egg fried rice couple." Egg Boy said, "After drinking good milk, the old milk will not taste good. This is a disease, you have to cure it."

I don’t know why, but this sentence reminds me of my wife with egg fried rice. She also said the same thing when she came to see the house. It seems that the fact is true: it’s hard to get good things, and it’s even harder to put them down. "Oh, I don't know what happened to them." I muttered to myself.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the egg fried rice couple appeared at the door.The husband still held a cardboard box in his arms.I froze for a moment, which was too surprising.

"Long time no see." The wife spoke first.

"Long time no see." The others greeted vaguely as if waking up from a dream, "I brought you some gifts for everyone, let's try them all." The husband opened the cardboard box in his hand and placed the bottles Neat milk appeared in front of my eyes.

"Whatever you want, Mr. Qiao, you can go buy a lottery ticket." Eggboy said excitedly.

"Is it still egg fried rice?" I asked.

"Yes, egg fried rice with milk as before." The husband still had a naive smile, "Thank you, boss." He said meaningfully.

"The sudden departure without saying goodbye made everyone worried. Tonight we treat guests and have a good chat with everyone." The wife said.

"Aren't you in a hurry tonight?" The old dean asked suspiciously.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, and I don't have to look at the time to eat in the future." The wife's face was full of excitement, and the husband's face was even more happy.

I served the egg fried rice with the fragrance of milk on the table.

"The taste is so familiar, I can finally have a big meal, boss, thank you." The wife began to eat with her head down.

"Have you moved here yet?" I asked.

"No, we have returned to our hometown to live in the county. Although the place is small, it is developing rapidly. It is also an opportunity for us, and it is convenient to take care of our parents. Unlike before, we only see them once or twice a year." The husband watched his wife gobble up The appearance of the face, a face of satisfaction.

"That's great, but I won't be able to see you in the future." Mr. Qiao felt a little regretful.

"No, we will come to see you often, boss, can I have another bowl?" the wife said.

"Haha, it's true that when people are happy, their appetites open up. I used to eat so little, but now I can 'have another bowl'." The old director joked.

The wife rubbed her belly in embarrassment and smiled.The behavior of the wife, the big appetite, and the doting eyes of the husband made everyone feel enlightened.

"Congratulations!" Eggboy asked happily, "How many months?"

"It's been four months. I didn't want to eat for a while, but I really wanted to eat the egg fried rice made by the boss, so I pestered him to bring me here." There was uncontrollable joy in the wife's eyes.She smiled and looked at me again, "I still have to thank the boss. In the past, we were too stubborn and wanted to live in a big city. When this idea was stifled by reality, we went to extremes. In fact, we all ignored one point. That is, as long as two people can be together, life is the same wherever they are. Just like this egg fried rice, no matter how rough the rice bowl is, no matter how simple the cooking method is, as long as the right ingredients are mixed together as you like, the most attractive food will be produced smell." I don't know if it was because of the pregnancy that the wife suddenly became like a philosopher, maybe it was the real experience that made them realize it.

The Egg Fried Rice couple is gone, maybe Shen Ai Canteen is just a passer-by in their lives, but for me, this is everything, and it carries all the memories of A Ling and me.

It's time to close, and I watched the sun rise from the east again, and the sunlight sprinkled on the floor of the cafeteria through the glass windows.Passers-by were in a hurry, some people who went to work during the day rushed to work, and some who just got off the night shift were anxious to go home.Everyone wants to go home, and the so-called "home" is just a synonym. Only those you love deeply can call it home.In fact, people are like this. It doesn't matter where you are, but who you are with.The voice of the courier came from the door. I signed for it and opened the package. Inside were ten bottles of milk neatly stacked and a group photo of a family of three.

I smiled knowingly, stretched out my hand and pasted the photo on the wall of the cafeteria. Since then, they have witnessed the coming of love and food together with me and Shenai Cafeteria.

Milk Egg Fried Rice

Raw materials Main ingredients: 200 serving of rice, [-] ml of milk
Accessories: eggs, onions, sausages, green beans, carrots, corn kernels, half a bowl of chicken broth.

practice:

1. Steam the rice in a rice cooker first and set aside.

2. Dice onions, sausages, green beans, carrots, and corn kernels and set aside.

3. Pour olive oil into a hot pan, add onions and stir-fry, add various vegetables and stir-fry until fragrant, then add rice and stir-fry.

4. Add 200ml of milk and half a bowl of chicken broth, fry it slowly, then add some salt and it will be out of the pot.

(End of this chapter)