Chapter 89 Big Brother Ah Fate Your Rice Porridge Can't Cure It
"What's the point of bringing up a bowl of clear sky?"
Since arriving at 'Listening to the Wind Pavilion', it can be said that there have been surprises one after another, and everyone's expectations for Zhou Yi are getting higher and higher. As for this 'One Bowl of Green Sky', they are naturally curious to the extreme; a few ladies are fine, but Zhu Xiaohua and Zuo Zhuang, two die-hards, can't help but want to peek into the pot to see what good things Zhou Yi has hidden...
"It's actually nothing special, just rice porridge. Because it's smooth and fragrant, holding the bowl is like gazing at a clear blue sky, so I gave it this name..."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, in fact, the rice porridge made with 'green fragrance accumulation' is not ordinary goods that can be compared. However, when it came to his mouth, it was lightly written.
"Cut it out, I thought it was something good, turns out it's just congee? Old Three, this is too much..."
Not only did Zhu Xiaohua snort in disdain, but even Guan Wei shook his head slightly. Lao San is not that kind of person, how can he be so slow with his brothers? Even if it's a bit late, you could at least stir-fry two dishes, and the brothers won't make a fuss about it. But you're just making a pot of plain congee? That's not enough for your brothers...
"Hehe, what's wrong with the congee? It's freezing outside, perfect for warming up. Don't be polite, everyone, I'll make sure you're full today."
"Ah, whatever Lao San says, we'll just go along with it. When in Rome, do as the Romans do..." Guan Wei nodded and didn't say much else.
"Alright, I'll serve it then. Anyway, this guy is starving, anything tastes good!" Zhu Xiaohua glared at Zhou Yi with a huff, took over the casserole: "Third brother, I'm telling you, if your buddy eats...huh? Oh my god!"
As soon as the lid was lifted, Zhu Xiaohua's eyes widened in shock, and Guan Wei and others also jumped up suddenly!
What porridge!
A fragrance that had never been smelled before, refreshing and warm, suddenly rushed into the mouths and noses of everyone.
It's an indescribable feeling, originally everyone had some snacks on the bus, actually not very hungry, but this aroma made everyone feel like they were a beggar who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights!
The most embarrassing thing is that Xiaohua and Left Zhuo suddenly turned their heads and spat out a mouthful of saliva. Fortunately, these two reacted quickly, otherwise the porridge would have been ruined.
"Hey, hey, I'll do it myself." Zhou Yi chuckled to himself, feeling quite pleased. Ever since he gained fame in Yunshui Village and his reputation grew, everyone started calling him "Divine Doctor". He had gained face, but the mischievous streak that could rival Zhu Xiaohua's was still suppressed, and this period of time had been suffocating for him.
Now it's finally settled with those guys, making him feel like the birds of youth are flapping their wings and flying back again.
The Book of Changes has never been perfect from the very beginning.
But brothers didn't have time to care whether Zhou Yi was choked or not, they just stared blankly at the small ceramic bowls of rice porridge in front of them.
Like jade and kingfisher feathers, the sea is blue and the sky is green... This rice porridge doesn't even know what kind of rice it's made from, but just by its appearance, it absolutely deserves to be called 'a bowl of clear sky'!
Pick up the spoon and stir gently, but there is no grain of rice to be seen in the bowl. However, this porridge is thick like honey, like lacquer and glue. Lift the spoon, and the porridge liquid that falls from the spoon is like soft jade silk, making people's hair and beard all green!
"Hiss!"
Zhu Xiaohua was the fastest, and she immediately scooped a spoonful into her mouth. Then, she suddenly froze, her eyes wide open, her nostrils flaring as she panted heavily. Her expression could rival Jin Yangyang's. In her excitement, she didn't even use a spoon anymore, instead directly picking up the rice bowl to devour its contents.
Huffing and puffing...
Guan Wei and Zuo Zhu's brothers were not slow either, after tasting a spoonful, they also threw away their spoons and started eating wildly like Zhu Xiaohua.
This fragrance, this feeling, this taste... Spring girl directly crossed over winter days and rushed into our arms...... Three foodies felt that their eyes were full of golden stars, their bodies were floating as if they were in a paradise, compared to just taking a warm bath and then finding a soft tissue paper for a full-body massage, it's even more enjoyable...
"Huā duǒ", Li Shǎofēn and Guān Wēi's wife Sòng Hóng initially were quite reserved, each movement elegantly picking up the spoon to lightly taste the shallow soup. But after 'Green Jade Fragrant Congee' entered their mouths, three pairs of pupils suddenly enlarged at the same time, then also like their own husbands, lowered their heads and started "slurp slurp" eating enthusiastically.
But beauties are beauties, no matter how gluttonous they are, they won't throw away their spoons like Zhu Xiaohua and the others. They just hold two spoons in each hand, their wrists flying left and right as they eat with gusto, sweating profusely but not falling behind; among them, 'Flower' is the most formidable, as soon as Zhu Xiaohua finishes a bowl, her own bowl is empty too, without waiting for Zhou Yi's invitation, she suddenly stands up, her green sleeves fluttering as she points directly at the sand pot!
When Zhou Yi first brought the sand pot, everyone felt that it was a bit exaggeratedly large. But now looking at the pot again, it seems to be getting smaller and smaller, feeling that this small pot of rice porridge is not enough to eat?
The deputy director and his wife are a perfect match, with a deep understanding of each other's thoughts. It seems they both understand the importance of taking the initiative.
"Don't rush! Zhu Xiaohua, are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
"'Flower' was already quick enough, but Zhu Xiaohua was even quicker. 'Flower's' hand had just touched the edge of the pot when he already held the handles with both hands and was about to pull it into his arms: "Wife, let's fight outside not inside, can't you see that something your husband has gotten is still yours? What's the hurry?"
"Settle internal affairs before dealing with external ones! Zhū Xiǎohuā, stop using this trick on me, I didn't know you were such a big glutton!"
The flower's eyes were wide with anger, her face was red with rage. She knew Zhu Xiaohua better than she knew every single hair on her own body. She knew that this guy would let himself be taken advantage of in everything, but once he encountered delicious food, he wouldn't budge even if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. Not to mention herself, a weak and timid little woman.
"Fatty, sister-in-law, don't just think of yourselves, the rest of us are still hungry!" Zuo Zhu chuckled and also reached out to grab the edge of the pot, thinking to himself: "You young ones are still too inexperienced."
Guan Wei and others were also staring at the sand pot, and the restaurant was suddenly "cloudy" and a big battle broke out.
"Hey guys, don't fight over it, be careful with my wok..."
It's more fun to enjoy with many than alone. Zhou Yi's heart was filled with joy, and the scene before him reminded him of the time when he and his brothers fought over the last chicken leg in the school cafeteria, how sweet it was...
"I didn't say that, it's enough! Besides, there are also side dishes like secret pickled radish waiting for you all, what's the hurry? This pot is a genuine handmade blast furnace, three times returned to the fire, and it's expensive!"
As he spoke, Zhou Yi smiled and took out a glass jar from his bosom and placed it on the table: "First try my secret pickled radish, I'll get some congee for you guys, there's a big pot in the kitchen."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? It almost caused a conflict within my brother's family, isn't that terrible?! Hmm? What kind of radish is this, it looks too good to be true, just like a plastic craft..."
As soon as she heard that it was really enough, Zhu Xiaohua let out a sigh of relief and her attention was again drawn to the pickled radish on the sky plate. However, this time Zuo Zhu's reaction was the fastest, before he could take any action, someone snatched the radish jar away...
When Zhou Yi brought another pot of 'Green and Fresh Rice Porridge' into the dining hall, the previous pot had long been turned upside down. It was unknown which child had read a lot of Tang poetry when they were young and understood that every grain is hard-earned, so they even licked the bottom and edges of the pot clean. Those who knew thought it was because the food was delicious, while those who didn't know thought another three years of natural disaster had arrived.
That jar of pickled radish was even drained of its juice; the eyes of this group of foodies all turned green, and it wasn't from drinking porridge, but from being envied.
The more I eat, the hungrier I get...... Although my stomach is already very bloated, I still feel hungry! The old men are nothing to worry about, but 'Flower' and Song Hong are now looking at Zhou Yi with a gaze that is hard to distinguish between love and hate, feeling that Zhou Yi looks like a conspirator who wants to sabotage their weight loss plan!
It's definitely like that! The weight loss pills these sisters have been taking for the past few months are all in vain, and their yoga practice has also gone to waste. Their dream of having an S-shaped figure is shattered once again, and their hopes of regaining their youthful vitality at 28 are dashed once more.
I've bowed and apologized, but my weight loss efforts have failed and I'm getting fatter instead. My sister is always crying about it... Oh heaven, oh earth, even the monkeys in the trees are indistinguishable from each other now. Big brother, fate, your rice porridge didn't work, after eating a bowl, nothing's changed, still feeling hungry!
These beauties are slandering me... but I still have to eat because it's too delicious.
"What's with the radish?"
"'Flower' soon discovered that something was wrong, how come there's only porridge but no radish? This is not scientific!"
"Enough said, isn't it?"
Zhou Yi smiled slyly and glanced at the bulging bellies of the male and female foodies, put down the sand pot in his hand, and took out two bottles of pickled radish from his pocket, placing them lightly on the table.
"Mine, all mine!"
"Don't grab, Zhu Xiaohua, you're going to die! I'm going to divorce you!"
Huffing and puffing...
A strong wind rises and rolls up the remaining clouds, for a moment how many brave warriors with red faces... all collapsed.
P.S. I've always thought that the reason why "A Chinese Odyssey" was so successful lies in its final scene - 'You once said that one day, you would wear a golden armor and ride on a colorful cloud to appear before me...'
That moment was awesome!
But if there was no prior setup, Zhī Zūn Bǎo would still be a lazy mountain bandit leader. Where did the golden armor come from? Where did the five-colored auspicious cloud come from? And where did that earth-shattering, heaven-splitting, ghost-and-spirit-astonishing fart come from? Guang àn still remembers that one fart, which was as if sent by the gods. It was truly a fart that could knock over eight horses lying down and blow back nine cows standing up, a fart that was refreshing and satisfying. But without prior setup, this fart would just be a fart...
Willow catkins and leaves, like purple mist.
So, in the book review section, calling on book friends who are shouting for these two beauties, please hold your breath and then be shocked.
Hehehe... So don't rush me, it can't be released yet anyway.
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