It was a sunny summer day. After a crazy afternoon, we both flew home as tired as "little butterflies". Back home, I don't care about anything. I'll find something to fill my stomach first. But when I opened the snack bar, there were only a few melon seeds left, and there was nothing to eat when I opened the refrigerator. We just keep sighing. After enduring hunger for a while, we agreed to do it by ourselves.
Just do it, "you wash the vegetables" and "I cut the meat". I picked up the meat and put it on the chopping block. I carefully picked up the knife. "Knock, knock, knock …" The big piece of meat was cut into square pieces. I picked the fat ones and cut them into shredded pork. After the red pepper and green pepper are washed, the partner is also seriously cut with the left knife and the right knife. Soon, we will meet successfully.
Turn on the gas and pour the oil. After a while, the pot "crackled" and oil spilled everywhere ... "put meat" I took the opportunity to put the cut meat into the pot and saw the meat running around and jumping around, as if to say, "It's heating me up." "Put the pepper", we conveniently pour the pepper into the pot and turn our hands left and right. "salt" and "monosodium glutamate" Soon, our Chili fried meat was successful, and we named it "Oil Tree".
This cooperation has disappeared with the passage of time, but that happy moment will remain in my memory forever.