Chapter 161： Good food depends on oil
Wash the bacon with hot water, cut into thin slices, knock four eggs, get a bowl of steamed eggs with bacon, soak dry potato chips, stir-fry with bacon, the taste is also very good, and the vermicelli can't be wasted , the cannon swells to make ants go up the tree, and the taste is just as good.
Finally, make a tofu preserved egg soup, put two tofu skins on it, don't be too fresh!
Wu Mei's movements are very quick, he beats eggs, cuts meat, pours oil and stir-fries, all in one go, the fried dishes are full of flavor and fragrance, and even the plate is beautifully arranged.
Mrs. Zhang also came out to cook dinner. She was surprised to see Wu Mei holding a large pot and shovel cooking. "Mei Mei, how did you cook? Be careful that the oil bursts."
"My mother went to the hospital with my sister and didn't come back. No one cooks at home." Wu Mei wiped off his sweat and poured out a tablespoon of oil happily. Pulled, only poured a little oil, fried vermicelli would not taste good without oil, she put more, hehe.
Mrs. Zhang looked at the oil pot that was half empty all of a sudden, and raised her eyebrows slightly. She could cook three dishes with this spoonful of oil. After all, she was a child.
However, Wu Yue's body odor seemed to be really powerful, and she was taken to the hospital. Mrs. Zhang looked at the little girl who was singing happily, and she really hated He Biyun in her heart.
If it wasn't for He Biyun being too partial, how could the two sisters who were supposed to be in love with each other become like fire and water?
What a sin!
"Mei Mei's fried dishes are quite fragrant, I'm drooling when I smell it."
A large plate of fried vermicelli with bacon and garlic cloves came out of the pot, shining brightly and exuding a strong aroma. Mrs. Zhang could see it clearly just now, and Wu Mei fried this bowl of vegetables did not put any water, so it was strange that it was not delicious.
"Mother Zhang, quickly get a plate. I used to eat your dishes, and today I will try mine."
Wu Mei said with a smile, cooking is the most confident thing for her. She used to eat a lot of things from Mrs. Zhang, but now that He Biyun is not at home, she can just pay back the favor, and she doesn't feel bad for using He Biyun's food.
Of course, Mrs. Zhang couldn't ask for a child's thing, she waved her hands and refused again and again, Wu Mei simply ran to Zhang's house to get a plate, scratched more than half of the plate, and smiled sweetly at Zhang's family: "I made it, keep it safe. eat."
Wu Meile took the three dishes and one soup into the room, changed from the previous gloom, and turned into a bright girl, looking at it makes people happy.
Mrs. Zhang smiled and shook her head, such a good child is really attractive, but unfortunately it is not her daughter!
Mrs. Zhang has already prepared the meal The Zhang family stared blankly at Wu Mei running in and out again. There was a plate of fragrant vermicelli on the table. What kind of crazy is Wu Mei smoking? ?
"Hurry up and eat, Mr. He took Wu Yue to the hospital and didn't come back. Mei Mei cooked dinner specially for us to taste her craftsmanship. This child has a heart!" Mrs. Zhang explained.
Zhang Zhuangzhuang, the youngest son of the Zhang family, was only ten years old, and he was as strong as a calf. He couldn't help but pick up a large chopstick and put it into his mouth. His eyes lit up immediately, and he devoured it.
"It's delicious, Mom, the dishes cooked by Sister Meimei are delicious!"
Zhang Zhuangzhuang couldn't wait to grab another chopstick. His three brothers were drooling when they saw it, and they all ate with it. All of them were full of praise. The oldest of the four brothers was only seventeen, twenty-five and thirty. When I was two years old, when I could eat the most, one person, one chopstick and one plate of vermicelli were almost enough.
"Mom and dad, eat quickly, it's really delicious."
The eldest Zhang Peng said, and the four brothers also tacitly ate other dishes and left the rest of the noodles to their parents. Eight zero sweet wife
Finally, make a tofu preserved egg soup, put two tofu skins on it, don't be too fresh!
Wu Mei's movements are very quick, he beats eggs, cuts meat, pours oil and stir-fries, all in one go, the fried dishes are full of flavor and fragrance, and even the plate is beautifully arranged.
Mrs. Zhang also came out to cook dinner. She was surprised to see Wu Mei holding a large pot and shovel cooking. "Mei Mei, how did you cook? Be careful that the oil bursts."
"My mother went to the hospital with my sister and didn't come back. No one cooks at home." Wu Mei wiped off his sweat and poured out a tablespoon of oil happily. Pulled, only poured a little oil, fried vermicelli would not taste good without oil, she put more, hehe.
Mrs. Zhang looked at the oil pot that was half empty all of a sudden, and raised her eyebrows slightly. She could cook three dishes with this spoonful of oil. After all, she was a child.
However, Wu Yue's body odor seemed to be really powerful, and she was taken to the hospital. Mrs. Zhang looked at the little girl who was singing happily, and she really hated He Biyun in her heart.
If it wasn't for He Biyun being too partial, how could the two sisters who were supposed to be in love with each other become like fire and water?
What a sin!
"Mei Mei's fried dishes are quite fragrant, I'm drooling when I smell it."
A large plate of fried vermicelli with bacon and garlic cloves came out of the pot, shining brightly and exuding a strong aroma. Mrs. Zhang could see it clearly just now, and Wu Mei fried this bowl of vegetables did not put any water, so it was strange that it was not delicious.
"Mother Zhang, quickly get a plate. I used to eat your dishes, and today I will try mine."
Wu Mei said with a smile, cooking is the most confident thing for her. She used to eat a lot of things from Mrs. Zhang, but now that He Biyun is not at home, she can just pay back the favor, and she doesn't feel bad for using He Biyun's food.
Of course, Mrs. Zhang couldn't ask for a child's thing, she waved her hands and refused again and again, Wu Mei simply ran to Zhang's house to get a plate, scratched more than half of the plate, and smiled sweetly at Zhang's family: "I made it, keep it safe. eat."
Wu Meile took the three dishes and one soup into the room, changed from the previous gloom, and turned into a bright girl, looking at it makes people happy.
Mrs. Zhang smiled and shook her head, such a good child is really attractive, but unfortunately it is not her daughter!
Mrs. Zhang has already prepared the meal The Zhang family stared blankly at Wu Mei running in and out again. There was a plate of fragrant vermicelli on the table. What kind of crazy is Wu Mei smoking? ?
"Hurry up and eat, Mr. He took Wu Yue to the hospital and didn't come back. Mei Mei cooked dinner specially for us to taste her craftsmanship. This child has a heart!" Mrs. Zhang explained.
Zhang Zhuangzhuang, the youngest son of the Zhang family, was only ten years old, and he was as strong as a calf. He couldn't help but pick up a large chopstick and put it into his mouth. His eyes lit up immediately, and he devoured it.
"It's delicious, Mom, the dishes cooked by Sister Meimei are delicious!"
Zhang Zhuangzhuang couldn't wait to grab another chopstick. His three brothers were drooling when they saw it, and they all ate with it. All of them were full of praise. The oldest of the four brothers was only seventeen, twenty-five and thirty. When I was two years old, when I could eat the most, one person, one chopstick and one plate of vermicelli were almost enough.
"Mom and dad, eat quickly, it's really delicious."
The eldest Zhang Peng said, and the four brothers also tacitly ate other dishes and left the rest of the noodles to their parents. Eight zero sweet wife
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