The tempting smell of meat makes the madman smash it in his mouth, and he is a little hungry.
"Don't be greedy, it will take a while to cook."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Wentao placed the pan that contained the vegetable soup on the fire, threw in the beef, opened the red wine that the madman had bought in advance, poured it in, and then used a wooden shovel to stir continuously.
After the red wine was almost cooked, the wine had a rich aroma. After closing his eyes and smelling it carefully, he poured in the vegetable stock he had prepared before, along with an appropriate amount of tomato sauce and a bay leaf.
"Brother Wen Tao, do you want to put vegetables in now?"
"No, just bring me the fried bacon."
The pigeon was very obedient. After receiving the clear instructions, she immediately brought the tray with fried bacon. She found that the bacon fried by Zhang Wentao was completely different from what she usually ate.
It's crunchy and breaks into many pieces with just a pinch.
After throwing in the bacon, Zhang Wentao waited for the soup in the pot to boil before turning it to a low flame. He casually wiped his hands on his apron, covered the pot, looked at the Portuguese timer on his wrist, and smiled.
arrive:
"Okay, after about two and a half hours, you can put the vegetables in."
"This is really troublesome to make. No wonder French food is so expensive."
The madman complained and quickly cleaned up the garbage in the kitchen. Zhang Wentao was responsible for cooking and he was responsible for doing chores. The two of them have been cooperating like this since they played together.
"Is this still troublesome? If we were in a restaurant, we would have to prepare the soup for half a day in advance." After Zhang Wentao finished speaking, he asked Pigeon with a smile: "What should we eat as staple food in the evening? Let's talk about it first. I'm too lazy to bake bread, how about we eat it?
The rice is ready."
"Okay, beef and potatoes with rice are the best."
The pigeon smiled, smelling the aroma in the pot and looking forward to it.
Authentic French food cannot be tasted in a B&B, not to mention that it is prepared by a professional French chef.
After smelling the aroma coming from under the pot lid again, Pigeon looked at Zhang Wentao curiously and asked:
"By the way, Brother Wen Tao, how long have you stayed in France? You are so good, your income as a chef should be quite high. Why did you choose to return to China?"
"Hey, hey, I said it's okay, don't be blind, you are checking your household registration." The madman frowned when he heard Gege's words.
Zhang Wentao had more or less experienced things that he had heard from the other party. He had witnessed his loved ones passing away due to accidents. This kind of pain was like a thorn stuck in the palm of his hand. No matter if it was pulled out or not, it would be severe.
It stings one's heart.
The other party's insomnia actually shows that the thorn has not been removed yet.
"Let's go outside and have a cup of coffee."
Zhang Wentao didn't answer Pigeon's question. He pursed his lips, nodded and thanked the madman, and walked out of the kitchen.
"Madman, did I say the wrong thing?" Pigeon looked at Madman worriedly.
"No, anyway, just don't ask about this in the future. In the future, when the contact time is long and Wen Tao is willing to mention it, just listen."
…
Tender and delicious beef cubes are mixed with soft carrot cubes and potato cubes, soaked in a fragrant and attractive soup.
When he lowered his head and got close to the beef stew in red wine, Pigeon discovered that an authentic French meal tasted so delicious after being cooked for a long time.
The aroma is pleasant, and just looking at it will satisfy your cravings.
Zhang Wentao saw the pigeon's satisfied expression and said with a slight smile: "Let's make some rice first and drink some red wine to enhance the atmosphere."
"good!"
Pour a little soup on the rice and put a bite of beef into your mouth.
The pigeon's smart eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but said "um" before chewing greedily. The beef was soft, fragrant, and extremely delicious.
"It's so delicious!" She smacked her lips and gave a thumbs up.
A smile flashed across the corner of the madman's mouth. He had tasted his friend's cooking skills many times. When he first told Pigeon, he didn't believe it.
Now it's a slap in the face.
"Come on, Wen Tao, let's clink glasses. I wish you can have fun even without me."
"Okay, madman, let's go to Antarctica together when we have the opportunity to see the icebergs." Zhang Wentao also followed suit.
"Haha, then you have to wait until I save enough money."
Going to Antarctica by boat is quite expensive, and it is impossible to do it easily without a certain amount of savings. As a backpacker traveling on a budget, Madman’s main income comes from the local specialties and handicrafts he finds in one place, and he posts them on WeChat
Sell it in the circle of friends and earn some price difference to make up for the expenses on the road.
This kind of income is not stable, but the important thing is freedom.
"I want to drink too. Come on, let me toast Wen Tao. And Madman, thank you for introducing me to a friend with such a good cooking skill." Pigeon raised his glass expectantly and looked at the two of them.
"Come, let's have a drink together."
"Ha ha."
…
On the other side, Dali, Yunmiao Village.
Xu Hongdou, who lost his best friend, numbed his emotions with his busy work. After persisting at his job during the Spring Festival holiday, he fainted at his job due to excessive fatigue.
After fainting this time, she thought a lot. In order to understand what kind of life she wanted, and to realize her wish to travel to Yunnan with her best friend, she chose to leave her job and came to Yunmiao Village in Dali, Yunnan.
I plan to stay here for 3 months, which can be regarded as a holiday for myself.
However, the beginning of this trip was not smooth. On the day she arrived in Yunmiao Village, her mobile phone was broken. The mobile phone contained WeChat call records between her and her best friend Chen Nanxing.
This is very important to her.
But after experiencing this beginning, she not only met Xie Chunxiao, Nana, Hu Youyu, Ma Ye, Grandma, Aunt Baoping, etc., but also got to ride a horse with the help of Xie Zhiyao after stepping on horse manure.
cute.
After returning to the room, she printed out the photos she took today and wrote the words she wanted to record on each photo. Looking at the broken phone screen, Xu Hongdou breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched the phone.
, sighed: "I'll fix it for you tomorrow."
Beautiful and moving natural scenery, unique small ancient towns, small courtyard villages full of fireworks...
After reflecting on the day's experience, Xu Hongdou tied the printed photos in a wooden frame, stretched out comfortably, and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
"It would be great if Nan Xing was here. If I hadn't used work as an excuse and accompanied her here earlier, I wouldn't be as regretful as I am now."
After a long time, the night wind gently touched the wind chime hanging at the window.
In the dream, Xu Hongdou once again dreamed of the scene where she and her best friend had dinner together. Even if she no longer deliberately recalled it, longing for it was always with her.
A friend of ten years passed away because of cancer. Because of work, she couldn't even see each other for the last time to say goodbye. It was like a thorn that pierced deep into her heart and stayed with her...