Ling Ping'an supported the old man, his aunt's leader, and carefully walked up the stairs.
Respecting the old and loving the young.
He had already been taught this in elementary school.
After helping the old man upstairs, Ling Ping'an supported him and invited him to the sofa in the living room to sit down.
"Old Sir, please take a seat first. I'll call aunt and her colleague to accompany you..."
"As for me, I'll go take care of some kitchen matters before I come back to accompany you..."
The old man was very kind. He smiled and said, "Young master, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me!"
Ling Ping'an nodded and walked to the side of the living room. In front of his aunt's room, he knocked on the door, "Aunt, your leader is here. Come out and accompany him!"
Bada!
Ling Ping'an could clearly hear the panicked sounds coming from the bedroom. After a while, his aunt and her colleague walked out in a panic with the kitten Bastet in their arms.
When they saw the old man sitting on the sofa, he seemed to be very flustered and a little excited.
Ling Ping'an looked at him and nodded, "This old man must be a highly respected senior in their unit!"
He knew that there weren't many people who could make his aunt so flustered.
This was because his aunt was born with a tough personality. She was careless and never knew what panic and fear were. Other than in front of cockroaches and mice, this was the first time Ling Ping'an had seen her panic.
Thinking of cockroaches and mice, Ling Ping'an felt a little strange.
It seemed that ever since he stepped on the cockroach to death when he was ten years old and hung a mouse when he was twelve years old, he hadn't even seen a fly or a mosquito in his house, let alone cockroaches and mice.
It was quite strange!
Logically speaking, shouldn't such an old-fashioned building be crawling with cockroaches and mice walking everywhere?
However... he didn't think too much about it.
After all, which normal person would want cockroaches and mice in their house?
"It must be because I'm too diligent!" Ling Ping'an thought, "I've made the house too clean. The cockroaches and mice have no living space. They've all starved to death!"
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an entered the kitchen happily.
Although he was usually as lazy as a salted fish, he would never do it himself if he could order takeout.
But once he started cooking and got into it, he was also very focused.
He put the pressure cooker that he hadn't used for a long time under the tap and washed it clean. Then, he picked up the rice he bought yesterday, thought for a moment, and scooped out three bowls.
Then, he washed the rice, put it in the pressure cooker, and turned on the gas.
After doing this, he began to prepare to cook the crayfish.
He opened the fridge and took out the fried crayfish from yesterday.
"I'll make minced garlic, and then I'll make some Saliva Prawns …" He thought for a moment, then stuck his head out and asked, "Aunty, can you ask your colleagues and leaders if they can eat spicy food?"
Very soon, Ling Ping'an received a positive answer.
Of course, considering that there were elderly people around, he couldn't be too spicy.
Thus, he picked out seven or eight dried chilies that were not too spicy, cut them into pieces, and threw them into a bowl.
The bowl was already filled with minced garlic.
He took out the frying pan, turned on the other stove of the gas stove, heated the pan, and put the lard in.
When the lard began to smoke, he put in the minced garlic.
Instantly, the entire kitchen was filled with the fragrance of minced garlic.
… …
"It smells so good!" Chu Weiwei's nose twitched slightly. She couldn't help but stand up and look towards the kitchen.
"Weiwei, how is it?" Li An'an said proudly, "My nephew's cooking is not bad, right?"
"If you can be his girlfriend, you'll be able to eat his cooking every day!"
"Such delicious food can't be bought outside!" She began to use the temptation of delicacies.
Chu Weiwei listened and blushed slightly. She said angrily, "Captain is joking with Weiwei again..."
The children of the Chu family were taboo about love before they returned to the secular world after becoming monks.
This was the special characteristic of their family's Record of Dao!
"Actually..." Li Shouyi, who had been sitting on the sofa, suddenly said to Chu Weiwei, "First Lieutenant Chu, you can really consider Captain Li's suggestion!"
Chu Weiwei's face turned even redder, "Even you make fun of me..."
"This is my serious suggestion!" Li Shouyi said with a smile, his tone was 30% teasing and 70% serious.
At this moment, the fragrance in the kitchen became even stronger.
Li Shouyi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Smells good! Smells good! "
He thought of the pictures of crayfish he had seen before.
The crayfish meat was as bright as crystal, and the shell was as clear as a gem.
Each of them was comparable to a unique work of art in the world!
"Then eat a few more later!" Li An'an said very happily.
"Definitely! Definitely! "The old man smiled and rubbed his palms together.
He had forsaken his pride and shamelessly come here, all for the sake of freeloading this feast!
Was this the most luxurious, extravagant, and gorgeous feast in the world?
Meow!
The kitten in Li An'an's arms meowed unhappily.
Li Shouyi finally noticed it, the Egyptian cat goddess that had been ignored.
"Bastet, right?" He smiled, "You should eat a few more later..."
Meow!
The kitten was finally happy.
… …
In the kitchen, Ling Ping'an was cooking his best garlic crayfish in full swing.
Everyone had their own understanding of this garlic crayfish.
Ling Ping'an's understanding was that when the beer was boiled, the taste of the garlic would seep into the crayfish meat.
This kind of crayfish was chewy enough to eat!
Therefore, after stir-frying the crayfish and garlic for two minutes, he directly poured in two bottles of beer!
Then, he covered the pot and let the fire cook the crayfish.
He walked out of the kitchen, walked up the stairs, and arrived at the rooftop.
At this moment, it was almost ten o'clock.
The sun gradually became hot, and the entire rooftop was a little misty.
He walked to the slow oven that had already been extinguished, opened the lid, and took out the beef wrapped in tin foil.
He held the hot beef in his palm and walked to the chopping board. He untied the tin foil and revealed the beef inside.
The entire piece of meat had been roasted until it was extremely crisp. After more than half an hour of rest in the oven, the internal temperature had already risen to 80 degrees.
This was the most suitable temperature for braising and roasting beef!
Therefore, Ling Ping'an only gently pulled, and the meat strands scattered one by one.
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"There are guests here today, so I won't steal any!" As he spoke, he picked up a knife and cut off the beef piece by piece.
He cut out about ten pieces of meat in total.
Ling Ping'an picked up one of them and placed it in front of his eyes to observe.
Even though it had been roasted for more than ten hours, the beef still had a bright red color of myoglobin.
With just a gentle pinch, the juice flowed out of the meat like a mountain spring.
The fragrance of meat filled his nose!
"I'm really a genius!" Ling Ping'an was overwhelmed by his cooking skills!
He put the beef on a plate and poured the juice into it. Then, he held the plate of beef with both hands and walked down the stairs.
In the sky, a few drones circled past.
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