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Chapter 192 , Faye Yu's New Year's Taste Seeking the Moon

Chapter 192, Yu Feihong’s taste of the new year [Please subscribe and vote monthly]

Author: The cat’s voice remains

Chapter 192, Yu Feihong’s taste of the new year [Please subscribe and vote monthly]

"Lotus Lantern" was completed on the 29th, and New Year's Eve was on the 31st. Because of SARS, Lu Bu did not go back to Yanjing and celebrated the New Year in Hangzhou.

Zeng Lai, Hu Jing's crew all had a holiday and went home.

Gao Yuanyuan has been staying at home recently because she hasn't taken any roles.

Yu Feihong was very happy when he learned that Lu Bu was celebrating the New Year in Hangzhou. He immediately made up a reason for his family and came to his villa.

On the morning of the 30th, the two of them put on hats, sunglasses, masks, and went to the supermarket fully equipped to buy a lot of things, including snacks, meat, vegetables, etc., and filled two refrigerators and a freezer in the villa. Got to be full.

Lu Bu hasn't taken on the role yet, but plans to wait until after the 15th, so he has to stay there for more than half a month. Extra supplies can reduce the number of trips to the supermarket.

However, the two of them face a problem, that is, Lu Bu can't cook. Although Yu Feihong has learned how to cook, he only knows a few dishes at the moment.

It is said that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice, but now they are doing the opposite.

"How about I call Xiaoli and ask her to come over?" Yu Feihong said.

"Forget it, let her go home for the New Year holiday." Lu Bu said.

"What should we do?" Yu Feihong spread his hands.

"I don't believe it. We are so old and we can starve to death." Lu Bu suddenly lost his temper. After saying the words, he immediately grinned and said, "You do it, and I will help you." "

"Okay." Yu Feihong didn't show any pretense.

Then……

The kitchen is simultaneously warm and thrilling.

The warmth was when the two of them were chatting and laughing with each other, and the thrill was when the pots, pans, and boxes were clinking, and the flames and oily smoke were flying everywhere.

"It seems I have the talent to be a chef." Lu Bu tasted a piece of hot pork liver fried by himself. It was salty and not too old.

"You lied to me!" Yu Feihong also tasted a piece and said immediately: "You said you can't cook."

"I remember I couldn't do it," Lu Bu said.

"Remember?" Yu Feihong didn't understand.

"What I mean is, I haven't done it for so long that I forgot." Lu Bu explained.

He definitely didn't know how to do it in the past. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there were not as many cooking methods as there are now, and most of them were boiled.

The original owner can actually do some simple things. After all, he is alone and will not starve to death early. But because he is lazy, he often goes to work for food. After joining the martial arts team that is in charge of food, he rarely does it himself. .

So since this part of the memory is relatively vague, Lu Bu defaulted to the fact that he couldn't do it.

I just picked up the kitchen knife and spatula, and then I slowly remembered them.

"Try the braised pork..."

“Try the steamed crab…”

"Try the fish head with chopped pepper..."

Yu Feihong kept picking up food for Lu Bu.

Lu Bu refused to accept anyone who came and ate them all.

Not to mention, a person who forgets that he can cook + a person who can only cook a few dishes + a cookbook = a table of meals that look a little poor but taste good.

After dinner, it’s too early to do exercise. Let’s watch the Spring Festival Gala first to eliminate food.

Last year's Spring Festival Gala was just average, but this year everyone's expectations have been lowered a lot.

But this is the only program that can be watched today, unlike last year when Modu TV broadcast "Love Through Time" during the Spring Festival Gala.

The opening is the song and dance group "Celebrate the New Year", "Twelve Chinese Zodiac Signs New Year"...

Language programs include Feng Gong, Zhou Tao's composite cross talk "Road Love Song", Guo Donglin, Yan Ni, Tinker Bell's sketch "My Dad and I Change Roles"...

The song program is much better this year, with singers from Mainland China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, Lin Yilian's "At least I still have you", Aaron Kwok's "Move", Tian Zhen's "Wind, Rain, Rainbow and Sonorous Rose"...

However.

What made Lu Bu and Yu Feihong laugh the most was the sketch "Heart Disease" presented by the golden triangle of Zhao Benshan, Gao Xiumin and Fan Wei.

"Although I lost the election as village chief, I still have to do ideological work. I opened a psychological clinic at home, which specializes in treating the human brain. Everyone is welcome to come for treatment. If you have money, you can give me some, but if you don't have money, I will do it. Linjiang Village, Dabai Psychological Clinic, the attending physician To give birth to Zhao Dabao, the phone kept turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, turning, clicking on the website WWW to trick you into clicking W..."

"Oh my god, don't mention it. Why do you need to ask for money? It's so vulgar. If you don't pay, you won't be given medical treatment. What's wrong with these people? Those who open their mouths and keep their mouths shut about money. Serving the people, saving lives and healing the wounded, who cares? ,How much can I give..."

"This kind of patient needs to be careful. Sit tight. Please listen to the first topic, "Postpartum Care of Sows". I picked up the wrong book..."

"Oh my god, there's an unexpected bonus..."

"I can only tell you that her surname is Hao, and she is married to a village chief named Zhao Dabao..."

"This is my wife. I'm still teaching people. Why do you think I got involved in this? Sister, no, brother, no, my heart is so cold..."



"I was laughing so hard!" Yu Feihong said while wiping his tears.

"We still have to watch the three of them in the Spring Festival Gala." The skit lasted for more than 13 minutes, and there were three or four burdens in one minute. A person like Lu Bu, who has a good sense of humor, would laugh from ear to ear.

"Yes, from "Red Korean Model Team", "Selling Kidnappings", "Selling Cars", to today's "Heart Disease", they are all wonderful." Yu Feihong agreed.

The first sketch of the Spring Festival Gala was born in 1984. It was "Eating Noodles" presented by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao. The two set a precedent for a generation. Subsequently, they also presented "Protagonist and Supporting Role", "Mutton Skewers", "Brother-in-law and Brother-in-law" Brother-in-law" and other classic works, he was named the "King of Sketch".

Under their guidance, many comedians also joined the show. Pingju opera artist Zhao Lirong and crosstalk artist Hou Yaowen have all joined the ranks of sketch actors.

As Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao broke up with CCTV, and Zhao Lirong passed away, it was the combination of Zhao Benshan, Gao Xiumin, and Fan Wei who took over to carry the banner of sketches.

"It's almost time to make a fortune." Yu Feihong looked at the time and said.

"Let's go ahead. I bought two 10,000-ring firecrackers and a lot of fireworks. I'll set them off tonight." Lu Bu was eager to try it. Maybe it was because he didn't play much when he was a child, but now he has to play during the Chinese New Year. So enjoyable.

Starting from 11:50, the sound of "cracking" firecrackers started to sound one after another.

Yu Feihong stood at the top of the stairs and covered his ears.

Lu Bu lit the fire and ran over immediately.

Listen to the deafening sound of firecrackers.

Watching the colorful fireworks.

No one can tell what the flavor of the New Year is.

Maybe it's the warm time with family, maybe it's the lively and exciting Spring Festival Gala, maybe it's sumptuous meals, beautiful new clothes...

No matter what the taste of the year is.

At this moment, Yu Feihong's New Year flavor is Lu Bu.
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