Even if they caught a piece of ginger, they would throw it away like a bone.

These are nothing, Yan Xiaotong also knows. She yawned.

Zha Xiaoyu was not convinced.

He continued his nonsense, saying that ginger can only be something that smells fishy, and in the eyes of Wenzhou people, it is not something that can be eaten.

Zha Xiaoyu also said that after preparing all the ingredients, he still needs to do the most critical thing, this thing is not done well, and when he eats it, he will not have the feeling of being full of strength, so he has to knead the fish with his hands until he feels elastic.

Speaking of elasticity, Zha Xiaoyu paused, and his mind actually remembered Yan Xiaotong's chest that he touched at night.

Thinking of this, Zha Xiaoyu peeked at Yan Xiaotong, and his eyes once again fell on Yan Xiaotong's unusually plump chest.

Yan Xiaotong seemed to realize this, and immediately said, "You say, then what?"

Zha Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly, and then said: "After these steps are done, there is one last step left - boil in the pot, squeeze the fish into strips with your fingers, not too long, not too short, too long and easy to break, it is not very convenient to eat, if it is too short and not beautiful, the most suitable length, two fingers long, just one bite." ”

Cha Xiaoyu paused, swallowed his saliva, and starved to death! However, he still continued, relying on his good eloquence, to make it up temporarily.

He said: "Then pinch the shape of Wenzhou fish balls, and you can put them in boiling water." So what does it mean to be cooked?"

Yan Xiaotong knows this, looking at the color of Wenzhou fish balls, transparent means cooked, cooked Wenzhou fish balls will definitely float on the surface of the water and be fished out with a colander.

What kind of soup is the best? Yan Xiaotong also knows a little, because she is familiar with it, and she often hears Xi Yujun talk about it.

Zha Xiaoyu thought that it had resonated with her, and said: "Under normal circumstances, to make other dishes, deliberately mix the soup, Wenzhou fish balls do not need to, directly use the original soup for cooking Wenzhou fish balls is the best choice." ”

Do you know that too?

Yan Xiaotong began to be in awe of him again.

Quietly watching, listening.

In fact, she also knows that pouring Wenzhou fish balls with the original soup is also knowledgeable, the soup should not be too much, nor too little, just half a bowl of soup is enough, and Wenzhou fish balls are exposed outside the soup, which is the most perfect.

She also heard Xi Yujun mention that when eating Wenzhou fish balls, if you like to be jealous, you can add some old vinegar, if you like pepper, you can also sprinkle a handful, and even friends who eat chili peppers can add a spoonful of oil and spicy seeds.

Zha Xiaoyu grinned and said, in the end, the green onion must be sprinkled, so that the jade white Wenzhou fish balls, with green green onions, just like that, served on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table in Wenzhou, one is clear, clear, just like Wenzhou people in the business field, there is no ambiguity at all.

Listening to Zha Xiaoyu's words, Yan Xiaotong felt that what he was talking about was Xi Yujun.

Zha Xiaoyu finally came to a summary, "At the same time, the virtue of Wenzhou people respecting the old and loving the young promotes the world, maybe it is really Wenzhou fish balls that eat too much, Wenzhou people have more than every year, not an empty word." ”

After that, waiting for Yan Xiaotong's five bodies to fall to the ground, his limbs are still weak!

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaotong was very calm and soothing, and she was not excited at all, so she was not as good as when she listened.

"No, Yan Xiaotong, can you give a little reaction too?"

Zha Xiaoyu felt that his mouth was dry.

Yan Xiaotong smiled, looked at him, and said, "Zha Xiaoyu, since you know so well, help me make one."

What the hell?!

This woman, almost insane!

"No pots, no kitchens!"

Zha Xiaoyu explained as a matter of course.

Yan Xiaotong stretched out his hand, knocked his head, and said, "I think, these are not the point, right?

That's so hurtful!

Cha Xiaoyu stretched out his hand, trying to grab her nose-

"Squeak-"

The door to the emergency room opened, and an Amsterdam doctor stepped out of it.

What is the doctor's expression?

Zha Xiaoyu's hand froze in the air, Yan Xiaotong ran over, grabbed the doctor's arm, and said, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

"Please come with me to the office, Miss Yan. ”

The doctor sighed and said a word to Yan Xiaotong.

Yan Xiaotong's heart trembled, nodded, followed the doctor, and went to the office.

Zha Xiaoyu's heart also became nervous, he wanted to know the result, but Yan Xiaotong asked him to stay here to take care of Yan Xiaotong's mother.

Yan Xiaotong followed the doctor and went to the doctor's office.

She stood in front of the doctor's desk, waiting for the doctor to speak.

The doctor looked up, looked at her, and asked, "Miss Yan, what do you do?"

This?

Is my mother's illness still work-related?

Yan Xiaotong was puzzled, and she didn't want to answer, because she didn't have any job?

Poor to death!

Yan Xiaotong didn't say anything, but asked, "Doctor, I think, I didn't come to this kind of place with you to talk about some private matters, right?"

Yan Xiaotong's expression was actually a little tired.

She disliked such doctors very much and always asked about something that had nothing to do with the condition.

The doctor sighed, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Miss Yan, I'm not talking to you about personal matters, your mother's leg can't be dragged any longer, and it must be treated in time, otherwise, it may kill at any time, do you understand?"

And then what? Treating the sick is curing the disease, does it have anything to do with work?

Yan Xiaotong still didn't understand, and looked disgusted.

The doctor's patience was still good, and he said, "Your mother's leg can be cured, but it will require expensive medical expenses." ”

That's what it means?

Yan Xiaotong immediately understood, she held on to the desk and asked, "How much is it?"

The doctor picked up the pen, wrote down a number on the paper, and pushed it to Yan Xiaotong to see.

Yan Xiaotong looked at it and sat down.

If it weren't for a stool behind her, she would have been sitting on the ground.

This high medical expense is almost unbearable for Yan Xiaotong, even if it is a wealthy family, it may not be able to take it, and the whole of Amsterdam is estimated to be able to be taken by people like Xi Yujun.

For a long time, Yan Xiaotong didn't say a word, looked at the doctor quietly, sat a gesture, smiled bitterly, and left the office.

The doctor shook his head, helpless!

Yan Xiaotong seemed to be depressed, drooping her head, leaning against the wall, to the right, and walking to her mother's ward.

She was almost absent-minded.

There was almost no one around, so much so that he didn't notice someone standing on the left listening - Zha Xiaoyu.

When it comes to medical expenses, Yan Xiaotong almost fell, how much is that?

After Yan Xiaotong left, Cha Xiaoyu slipped into the doctor's office.

The doctor looked up sharply and was startled.

"Mr. Cha, what are you doing?"

Zha Xiaoyu smiled and asked, "How much?"

This thing again?

The doctor also hopes that someone will help Yan Xiaotong.

He gave a detailed introduction to the expenses and Yan Xiaotong's mother's condition.

After finishing, the doctor smiled and asked, "You are Miss Yan's boyfriend, right?" This time, I am afraid it will be a difficult test, but if Miss Yan loves you very much, she will definitely not let you know about it, and if she loves you, she will never tell you about the expensive medical expenses. ”

Zha Xiaoyu smiled, stood up, and glanced at the note again.

Smiled wryly, nodded, turned around, and walked out.

came to the vicinity of the ward, and saw Yan Xiaotong sitting on a stool smoking from a distance with her head down.

Zha Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and, as usual, walked over.

Hearing Cha Xiaoyu's voice, Yan Xiaotong turned her head, smiled at Cha Xiaoyu, and spat out a puff of cigarette.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Zha Xiaoyu smelled the smoke, coughed a few times, and kept waving his hand to wave the smoke away.

Zha Xiaoyu stood still, faced her, and said, "Xiaotong, what's wrong? ”

Yan Xiaotong's eyes flashed, and she skipped a trace of comfort, but it soon disappeared, she seemed to be relieved, like a little sister, laughed, took a puff of cigarette, and then stuffed the cigarette into her mouth, and after a while, opened her mouth and spit out a series of smoke rings, circle by circle, and rushed to the hospital.

Turning his head, he said to Zha Xiaoyu: "Do you still have a reason for smoking? It's just that the addiction to smoking is coming, do you want to smoke? Take it! You're welcome, it's just a lady's, don't dislike it?"

Yan Xiaotong tried her best to pretend to be the same as before.

Zha Xiaoyu snatched the cigarette butt in her hand, threw her foot on the ground, and stepped on it hard.

"What are you doing? Do I smoke and don't you have to do it?"

Yan Xiaotong stood up and pushed Yan Xiaotong.

Zha Xiaoyu took a step back and almost hit the medical staff.

"What are you doing?

The doctor yelled. When he saw cigarette butts in the hospital, he almost went crazy, and the doctor yelled as if he had seen a ghost, "What the hell is it?" Are you smoking here? Can't you see the writing on the wall?

accidentally saw the cigarette butt on the ground and criticized Zha Xiaoyu fiercely.

"You can't smoke in the hospital, don't you know?

"Doctor, no, it's not me! it's her—"

Before Zha Xiaoyu could argue, Yan Xiaotong made a grimace at him and flashed into the ward.

After it was over, Zha Xiaoyu apologized to the doctor, saying that he would never smoke in the hospital again.

Zha Xiaoyu followed, but found that Yan Xiaotong was helping her mother out of bed.

What's going on?

The illness is not cured, and you are leaving?

"Yan Xiaotong, I can't let your mother be discharged from the hospital! her condition is very serious-"

"Does it have anything to do with you? Who are you? Fuck off!"

Yan Xiaotong was fierce, scolded him, pushed him away, despised him, and helped his mother to go outside.

Zha Xiaoyu looked at Yan Xiaotong's back blankly leaving, and her eyes were a little moist.

For a long time –

Zha Xiaoyu walked out of the hospital, and in the courtyard of the hospital, he yelled loudly, he felt too aggrieved.

People say that what can be solved by relatives is not called a thing.