A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

In the hotel, Xiaolan pushed Liu Yifei's wheelchair and sent her into the room.

"Xiaolan, sister Qian, thank you for your hard work."

Liu Yifei thanked her with a smile, and hurriedly said hello: "It's already noon, you go to eat quickly!"

"It's okay, we'll eat after you finish eating."

Xiaolan raised the temperature of the central air conditioner by two degrees, brought a blanket to Liu Yifei, and covered her lap.

"I'm not hungry."

Liu Yifei smiled and raised her hand to smooth her hair: "I don't have any appetite now, it happens every time I have a fever, and I can't eat.

I'm already back, why don't you stay with me? When it's time to eat, go to eat.

If I'm hungry later, I'll just ask the hotel restaurant to deliver some food. "

"How can the food in the hotel restaurant suit your appetite?"

Wei Shuqian smiled and said: "Don't worry about us, your meal has been delivered, you can eat a little bit, then have a good sleep, we will take care of you, and then go eat."

"My meal?"

Liu Yifei was a little puzzled: "What's my meal?"

"Of course Brother Yi cooked for you!"

Xiaolan came back with a smile, sat on a chair beside her, and explained: "Brother Yi made a loving and nutritious meal for you, and asked Xiao Zhao to bring it to you."

"ah?"

Liu Yifei was taken aback: "When did he do it?"

"It must have just been made! Otherwise, wouldn't it be cold when it was delivered?"

"Just did it?"

Liu Yifei recalled the memory of watching the live broadcast on the way when he came here, and muttered: "He has been busy all the time..."

In the middle of speaking, she remembered something, and suddenly took out her mobile phone.

Opening the live broadcast room, she cut to the scene of the back kitchen.

The back kitchen was still busy, and Li Yi was spinning around the stoves. There were large and small pots and utensils on each stove, and the flames were rising.

Liu Yifei zoomed in on a small stove in the corner, and there were two frying pans there, and they were coloring the pressed Dongpo meat.

But Liu Yifei remembered that just before she got back into the car, there were two small casserole pots there.

The reason why she remembered it so clearly was because when Li Yi was cooking, he would glance over there from time to time.

It was because of this that she noticed the two casserole pots.

At this time, the two casserole pots had disappeared.

So, what was stewed in those two casserole pots was actually the nutritious meal that Xiaolan talked about?

Liu Yifei couldn't tell what it was like, but she felt that the pores all over her body seemed to be open, and her dizzy head instantly became transparent, as if all the sickness had been exhaled out of her body. Comfort from the inside out.

Ding dong!

The doorbell rang, and Xiaolan got up and went out. After a while, she came in with two thermos buckets and a lunch box.

Wei Shuqian smiled and came forward to help open it together, joking: "Let me see, what did brother Yi do?"

The lid of the thermos was opened, and the aroma of hoof flower soup wafted out.

"The pig's knuckle soup really complements the shape! Eh? What is this?"

The thermos in Xiaolan's hand was opened, but there was a scent of medicine coming out of it.

Taking out the soup bowls on the upper and lower layers of the thermos, and putting them on the table, Xiaolan took out a folded paper and handed it to Liu Yifei.

"This is what Brother Yi wrote to you."

Liu Yifei froze for a moment, then raised her hand to take the note.

Open the note, and there are a few lines of casual and freehand writing written on it.

Meal for the wounded:

One serving of hawthorn safflower soup, appetizing and promoting body fluid, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, drink before meals.

Brother's hoof flower soup, with dipping water, be sure to eat up the hoof tip.

One serving of Taohong Siwu Decoction, nourishing blood and regulating menstruation, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, drink after meals.

Looking at the serious menu, Liu Yifei couldn't help but chuckled.

Although she hasn't had the soup yet, her stomach is already warm.

"What did you write? So happy?"

Xiaolan laughed and joked.

"menu."

Liu Yifei didn't hide it, and directly put the note on the table.

Xiaolan picked it up curiously and looked at it, but she was a little disappointed: "Is it really a menu?"

Wei Shuqian also took a look at it, and couldn't help complaining: "Brother Yi is too straight, isn't he? Why don't you even say a word of concern?"

"They're already cooking love meals, aren't they caring enough?" Xiaolan smiled and said something for Li Yi.

Liu Yifei smiled, noncommittal.

Some people's concern is reflected in words.

Some people's concern is reflected in actions.

Although Li Yi didn't say anything about his concern, but in such a busy situation, he took time out to cook this carefully prepared meal, which was enough proof of his concern.

Recalling Li Yi's gaze at the casserole every now and then when he was cooking, the corners of Liu Yifei's mouth never dropped.

"It smells so good!"

Wei Shuqian smiled and praised: "Brother Yi's craftsmanship is really good, whoever marries him will really enjoy themselves."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Xiaolan stopped her with a smile, and glanced at Liu Yifei.

Smelling the sour aroma of hawthorn safflower soup, Liu Yifei's stomach suddenly gurgled.

She didn't eat in the morning, and she has no appetite until now.

But smelling this smell, she was suddenly hungry.

Taking the spoon, she scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into her mouth.

The hawthorn in the soup has been stewed until soft, and when you sip it with your tongue, it turns into a puree, which is sweet and sour.

"call."

Liu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, and her mouth, which had no taste at all, suddenly became drooling, and her appetite whetted.

This hawthorn safflower soup is really appetizing!

After taking a few sips, she put down the spoon and reached for the hoof flower soup bucket.

Seeing this, Xiao Lan hurried forward to help her get the soup bucket, and using the lid as a bowl, she fished out the huge pig's trotters from the soup bucket.

The pig's trotters have been stewed so soft that they can hardly maintain their shape.

As soon as it was placed in the bowl, several bones had already fallen off.

Seeing the huge pig's trotters, Liu Yifei gave way: "Xiaolan, Sister Qian, please eat some too! I can't finish eating so much."

"No, no, you can eat! We are not wounded."

Wei Shuqian made a joke with a smile.

"This is Brother Yi's wish, how can we eat it?"

Xiaolan also laughed and joked, opened the lunch box, took out a small bowl of dipped water, and placed it in front of Liu Yifei together with the rice.

"It's okay, I'll just eat the tip of the hoof, and you can eat the meaty part behind."

Liu Yifei greeted with a smile.

"No need! Eat quickly!"

Xiaolan took the chopsticks and handed them to her.

Seeing that they refused repeatedly, Liu Yifei couldn't persuade them anymore, so she could only take the chopsticks and look at the trotters.

The skin of the stewed hoof flower has shown a jelly-like crystal luster, exuding a strong aroma.

And the dipping water in the small bowl in front of him is even more alluring, even more fragrant than hoof flowers.

Liu Yifei dipped the small bowl in water with chopsticks and stirred it evenly, sucked the tip of the chopsticks, and her eyes lit up immediately.

This dipping water is so delicious!

The salty, fresh and slightly spicy dipping water is even more appetizing than hawthorn soup. It is full of flavor and instantly activates all taste buds.

Liu Yifei couldn't hold back her appetite anymore, so she picked up a piece of hoof skin with chopsticks, put it in the dipping water, covered it with the dipping material, and put it into her mouth.

"Hmm~"

She snorted as if exhaling, and a look of enjoyment appeared on her face.

This hoof flower is delicious!

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