Food: Starting with Wonton Noodles

Seeing that Cao Xuezhen was somewhat frightened by his words, Luo Qiming added, "It's mainly because I'm old now, and I was drunk at the time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to cut my hand."

Zhou Weiqiang asked with some concern, "Qiming, does that mean you can't use your fingers anymore?"

Luo Qiming said nonchalantly, "I'm this old already, what difference does it make if I lose one or two fingers? I used to worry that if I lost a finger, I wouldn't be able to find a wife or hold a gun. Now I'm retired, I even have grandchildren, what difference does it make?"

"It's a real shame, though!" Luo Qiming said, shaking his right hand with a hint of regret. "How could I have to encounter this when I'm about to retire? If it had happened before retirement, or even right after retirement, I could have at least received another third-class merit award."

Cao Xuezhen: "Her health is more important than any achievement. Don't be so impulsive next time. Didn't Meifen say anything to you?"

"I definitely did say it, but it happened so suddenly. I definitely won't go next time, since they didn't even give me any credit for my efforts."

Despite his outward expression of disdain, Luo Qiming's lips were subtly curving upwards: "However, the bureau still specially invited me back a few days ago and held an awards ceremony for me. If you ask me, why bother with an awards ceremony? This little thing wouldn't have been a problem when I was younger."

Cheng Yin interjected at the opportune moment, saying, "I personally performed this surgery on Uncle Luo. Uncle and Aunt, please rest assured. Uncle Luo, don't worry, in a few months, your fingers will be able to move normally again."

Luo Qiming lowered his hand and laughed, "Let's not talk about it anymore, let's eat. It's rare for Xiaoyu to cook such a good meal. What's the point of looking at a sixty-year-old man's severed finger before we've even started eating? It'll ruin our appetite."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to pick up the beef from his bowl.

Seeing that although his left hand was not very flexible, he could still use chopsticks normally, Zhou Weiqiang relaxed.

Cheng Yin first picked up some kale. She didn't have a strong liking for meat; otherwise, she wouldn't be so thin.

Last time, she couldn't control her temper at Old Tree Coffee with Zhou Yu, and left without even drinking the mango pomelo sago. She regretted it as soon as she got back to the hospital.

She really didn't want to be single anymore, and she didn't want to go on any more blind dates.

Both Zhou Yu and she are locals from G City. Although Zhou Yu is currently unemployed and his so-called business venture has not yet started.

But Zhou Yu's savings and local houses were real assets.

Most importantly, Zhou Yu was tall and handsome, and his education and work experience were also good, which shows that his intelligence was not low in any aspect.

They know each other's families well, so if I were to cause trouble again, where else could I find someone with similar circumstances?

Do you really want to find a little kid, or a bald, beer-bellied middle-aged boss?

Moreover, she really wants a child of her own, and if she doesn't get married soon, she'll really have a difficult childbirth.

Feeling increasingly regretful, she then had her parents find Luo Qiming.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qiming replied that Zhou Yu had not agreed to see him again.

Two days ago, she finally couldn't hold back and went to Luo Qiming's house by herself, which led to Luo Qiming's sudden visit to her home today.

This time, she was going to eat Zhou Yu's food again, and she reminded herself that no matter what happened today, she should not lose her temper.

However, things turned out unexpectedly well. Zhou Yu and his family did not mock or ridicule him.

Cheng Yin put the kale into her mouth, and a "crunch" sound rang out.

The Chinese kale was surprisingly crisp, but it wasn't just crisp; it was also very tender. The caramelized aroma from stir-frying the Chinese kale's skin didn't make it feel greasy; instead, it was very refreshing.

She couldn't resist chewing the whole broccoli, its sweetness instantly awakening her taste buds.

She picked up a piece of beef; the beef was incredibly tender. The sweetness of the kale enhanced the rich flavor of the meat, yet it wasn't greasy. The smooth texture of the beef made her mouth water.

She picked up another piece of pork rib, and a rich aroma of fermented black beans wafted up, but it wasn't pungent at all, because in addition to the aroma of fermented black beans, there was also a sweet fragrance.

After biting into it, the meat easily fell off the bone, and Cheng Yin also learned the source of the sweet aroma: it was dried tangerine peel.

Cheng Yin doesn't like drinking tea, but she has a habit of drinking water infused with dried tangerine peel, so she immediately recognized the source of the fermented black bean aroma.

I never knew steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce could taste so good with a little dried tangerine peel.

In her memory, her mother often cooked steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce, but her mother only used black beans to steam them directly, so she never noticed this.

As for whether the steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce at restaurants outside contain dried tangerine peel, she didn't have any recollection of it.

However, it is very obvious that the steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce made outside are not as delicious as those made by Zhou Yu.

This is so delicious! She couldn't resist taking a few more pieces.

After eating several ribs, she reluctantly began to eat the chicken.

The slightly sweet flavor of the chicken made her linger, somewhat like the sweetness of poached chicken.

However, the difference is that the salt-baking method makes the chicken firmer and more tender.

She quickly finished her bowl of rice.

Before she could react, Cao Xuezhen took the bowl from her hand and said, "Dr. Cheng, eat as much as you like. It's alright, there's plenty of food left."

"No, no need." Only after the bowl was refilled with rice and placed in her hands did she realize what was happening, and her refusal turned into gratitude, "Thank you, Auntie."

Meanwhile, Luo Qiming had already started eating his third bowl of rice. For the last bowl, he deliberately scooped out the black bean sauce from the steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce.

Zhou Yu: "Uncle Luo, there are still many dishes, no need to add sauce."

Luo Qiming chuckled as he ate his rice, "You don't understand! It's such a waste not to use the black bean sauce to mix with the rice from this delicious steamed spare ribs! You absolutely have to use the black bean sauce from this delicious steamed spare ribs with rice!"

Sauté the spices first, then add the oil. The resulting aroma will be especially fragrant and appetizing.

The spiciness of the ginger and garlic has completely dissipated, and the aroma of fermented black beans combined with the sauce is not only savory and delicious enough to be served with rice, but also incredibly flavorful.

The addition of dried tangerine peel prevents the soy sauce from becoming too oily.

Luo Qiming wished he could scoop out more sauce and eat three more bowls of rice.

"It's a pity, I'm getting old after all." Luo Qiming thought regretfully as he stroked his beer belly, which had grown even bigger, with his right hand, which had just had its fingers reattached.

Cheng Yin felt even more regretful. She remembered the mango pomelo sago she had left at Old Tree Coffee and never drank.

Zhou Yu is such a good cook, how could his mango pomelo sago dessert not be delicious? Did I accidentally aid the enemy last time?

"Xiaoyu! It seems your dad was right when he said you were planning to open a restaurant!" Luo Qiming leaned back in his chair and laughed. "I was worried you'd end up like some other people, going into the restaurant business without knowing anything, and I even wanted your dad to persuade you otherwise. Looks like you made the right decision to open a shop!"

He didn't think Zhou Yu's cooking would fail, since Zhou Yu's restaurant was so delicious.

However, he sighed inwardly, thinking that his niece probably really had no hope this time.