four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 816: Cousin, she is good at the art of war

Two quarters of an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Yuan Bao asked Jing Hui to remove the stone on top, opened the cloth and took a look.

The tofu is formed.

Yuan Bao used a knife to cut off the tofu piece by piece and put it on a plate aside for later use.

Luo Wuyou came over and took a sniff, and was extremely pleasantly surprised, "It's true, it smells like braised pork. Yinhuan, please come over and ask."

"so amazing!"

The master and the servant looked at Yuan Bao happily, as if they were looking at some delicious pastry.

Yuan Bao was stunned by their adoring looks, a little embarrassed, wiped his forehead and said: "Now we have to start cooking, Luo Wuyou, do me a favor again, go to Grandma Ying's vegetable patch and pull out a few roots. Come back with the green onion, the tofu will be ready later, sprinkle a little green onion on top and it will be more fragrant."

"No problem." Luo Wuyou was very talkative.When she saw that the beans she had been grinding for a long time had turned into braised pork-flavored tofu, she quickly ran to the vegetable field with her chest held high and her head held high. After a while, she ran back with a handful of tender green onions.

After cooking rice and vegetables, I chose some green vegetables and fried a plate of green vegetables. The yard gradually became very lively at dusk, and the aroma of the food filled half of the village.

The gossiping villagers at the entrance of the village raised their noses and looked for the source of the smell. When they discovered that it was the food cooked by Granny Ying, they suddenly looked envious.

This Mrs. Ying is really lucky. She let a few people stay for a few days, but she actually had meat to eat every day. Maybe how much money they gave her!
When the food was served, Yuan Bao added a piece of braised meat-flavored tofu to Jing Hui's rice bowl, and Jing Hui's eyes widened, "Little donor, I can't eat meat."

He secretly believed that the brine must be made from meat.

"Don't worry, eat. Everything on this table is vegetarian. There is not a single meat dish. The food used for cooking is not lard, but rapeseed oil. Monks can eat it."

Yuan Bao asked him to eat without worry, and then gave Granny Ying a piece of tofu that tasted like braised pork.
"Grandma Ying, you should try it too. If you like it, I can teach you how to make it. In addition to mung bean soup, you can also make a living."

After listening to Yuanbao's milky voice, Mrs. Ying looked at the red tofu in the bowl covered with sticky sauce, her eyes gradually turned red.Her old lady had been alone all her life. She didn't expect that today she would be made to cry by what a little girl said. How long had it been since she had been cared for like this?
25 years?

From the moment she stepped through that door, she never felt what sincerity was.

"Girl, thank you, this must be the most delicious tofu Grandma Ying has ever eaten in her life."

Granny Ying tried her best to hold back her tears, slowly put the red tofu into her mouth, and slowly tasted the soft and rotten red tofu. The rich meaty taste made people unbelievable. What the hell is this? There is braised pork-flavored tofu.

"Come on, let's all eat." Yuan Bao gave Pei Yu, who was wearing a mask, a piece of tofu and was a little speechless. "Would you like to take off the mask first and then put it back on after eating? I see that Luo Wuyou is full of thoughts. It’s all on the dish, little brother, I feel like you’re being a little pretentious like this.”

"You don't understand. My cousin is the best at war."

"Uh? What do you mean?"

"She's planning an empty city to lure the enemy deeper!" Pei Yu felt that she knew Luo Wuyou best.

His cousin, on the surface, was focusing on the tofu on the table, but in fact it was her plan. As soon as he took off the mask, there were thousands of ways to pester him to play with her.

If Luo Wuyou knew what his cousin was thinking, he would definitely laugh and say: No need.

How can a man have delicious food that is so tempting?It's not too late to pester the handsome man after finishing the delicious food.

But this delicious tofu, if you wait a little longer, it will be snatched up by the monk who has never eaten meat.

(End of this chapter)