After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Until many years later, Han Daqiang and his wife could remember the fear of being dominated by Poxiang shredded meat that day.

Du Ying often chattered that after eating that mouthful of shredded pork, the sins she had done in the first half of her life could be written off.

There is even a lot of capital for iniquity.

Han Yan is quite speechless, don't you want to be so exaggerated, although this shredded pork is really unpalatable, but...

All right.

This dish is really unpalatable.

But Han Yan is a man who faces setbacks head-on, and for the next few days, he spent the next few days studying the dish in the kitchen.

Finally, I vomited from the mouth, and I was able to barely eat it.

During that time, the old Han family restaurant would always give away a small amount of shredded pork.

Han Yan's practice reached the beginning of autumn.

Finally, Han Yan stopped going into the kitchen because he had rhinitis.

It's also strange to say, the day before the beginning of autumn was fine, but as soon as the beginning of autumn arrived, Han Yan's punctual nose began to itch, sneez, runny nose, and he couldn't breathe.

Then the upper teeth itch near the ears, and then the eyes itch.

Itchy eyes are the most uncomfortable, and Han Yan can't wait to gouge out his eyes and soak them in salt water for several hours.

The most unbelievable thing is that he didn't have this problem before, and he didn't know when it started, and he began to have rhinitis every year in the beginning of autumn, and then ended in Bailu.

In the end, I can only say....

The twenty-four solar terms are sincere, and I do not deceive.

Although his whole person seems to be covered with a layer of weak buff, his daily work cannot be delayed.

still got up at dawn to boil porridge, and then Du Ying pedaled a tricycle to sell it.

As compensation for waking up early, Han Yan gave her two options.

First, the salary is increased, and 1,500 yuan is added as a reward for waking up early, which is also equivalent to overtime pay.

Second, start work early in the morning and leave work late in the evening, maintaining an eight-hour work day.

Han Yan is not the founder of 996, he has been dominated by the pain of 996, and he cannot inflict the pain on others.

Du Ying, a salted fish, chose the second plan without hesitation.

I heard her say that this area is not very safe recently, and there are often people who have drunk too much at night to play drunk and harass women passing by with alcohol.

Of course, the main reason is that Du Ying still has to set aside time to write novels.

The novel she wrote is a fantasy version of the domineering emperor falling in love with me.

The introduction is as follows....

He, a peak martial arts emperor who has practiced in the Supreme Holy Land for 10,000 years.

She, a girl who grew up in a slum.

What kind of love-hate entanglement will happen when two people with completely different fates come together by chance.

Uh....

After Han Yan read the introduction, his desire to read disappeared instantly.

Compared to reading novels, he is still keen to stay in the back kitchen, after all, the main task given by the system is to open a restaurant of his own.

During this time, he had to practice cooking well.

"Boss, someone is looking for you. Du

Ying's voice came from outside.

She has always called Han Daqiang and his wife uncle and aunt, so this is calling Han Yan.

"It's coming!" Han

Yan was still wondering who would be looking for him.

High school classmates are everywhere, even if they are good friends, they will slowly stop contacting, who will come to them.

Could it be Lin Yun, could it be that Lin Zihao is starting to eat hard again?

After washing the handle, Han Yan walked out of the kitchen, and then he saw Luo Ningxue with black hair, cold white skin, and exquisite makeup.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Last time, Han Yan rejected Luo Ningxue's friend application in a fit of anger, but she didn't expect her to come to the door.

What should I say in this situation?

"Let's talk?"

Luo Ningxue asked.

"Okay, please be seated. The

two of them sat on opposite sides of a table, and the atmosphere was still very strange.

"I've come to you for something I want your help with.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Ningxue stroked her hair and said, "I want to ask you to teach me the dish of stewed chicken in an iron pot." "

In the past six months, the amount of food for veteran comrade Luo Yingsong has become less and less, and he can drink a bowl of porridge almost a day in the future.

I'm afraid my body won't last long if it goes on like this.

Until that day, Han Yan came to the house and made an iron pot stewed chicken, and his grandfather ate two bowls of rice for the first time.

From that moment on, Luo Ningxue wanted to learn this dish from Han Yan.

Luo Ningxue's request surprised Han Yan a little, but it was also reasonable, and there was nothing to refuse.

After all, Han Yan also hopes that the old man Luo Yingsong can live a long life, although he is already a hundred years old.

"Okay, no problem, it's afternoon, it should be too late to go to the market to buy ingredients.

"You agree?" Luo

Ningxue was a little surprised, after all, she didn't give the other party a good face on the day she met Han Yan for the first time.

Before she came, she was ready to spend money to learn art.

"Do you have something to do this afternoon?" asked Han Yan.

"No, let's go.

After Han Yan and Luo Ningxue left the restaurant, Han Daqiang and his wife, and Du Ying cheered directly.

"He's finally gone, and he finally doesn't have to eat shredded pork tonight!"

Du

Ying breathed a sigh of relief, he finally didn't have to frown to eat tonight.

Han Daqiang also smiled, Da'er smashed the new dish he studied, and he almost didn't eat him to death, and the burps every night were the taste of his mother-in-law.

"Wife, Du Ying, this little rabbit cub is finally gone, what do you two want to eat at night?"

"Braised pork ribs, pot wrapped meat!" The

two ladies, who were not light in size, rushed to answer.

......

"Isn't there processed chicken in a large supermarket, why do you want to buy it here?

Luo Ningxue said with a wrinkled nose.

In the place where live chickens are sold in the market, there is a faint smell of wafting in the air, which is quite suffocating.

"The chickens in the large supermarkets are relatively small, and most of them are chickens that have never walked in their lives, and most of the chicken feet will accumulate thick liquid, and these chickens are frozen, not fresh, and in terms of ingredients, the taste is also a lot worse.

Han Yan's words changed sharply, and he suddenly asked, "That, haven't you ever been in the kitchen when you're so big?"

Luo Ningxue tactically took half a step back.

"I've been in, it's just that the cooking is not delicious. "

Thinking about it, when I saw Luo Ningxue for the first time, I felt that her painting style was different from my own.

Can't cook, which makes sense.

"Kill the chicken, keep the blood, and don't lose the hair.

Han Yan said to the owner of the chicken seller.

After the boss left, Luo Ningxue asked puzzledly:

"Why don't you lose your hair, isn't it to save trouble if you lose your hair here?" "

Because the boss in some places is more black-hearted, the chickens that have lost their hair are almost the same, and at this time, they will replace the chickens you bought with not so good chickens." "

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and we have to guard against it."

Luo Ningxue suddenly realized that this afternoon's chicken selling trip was outside her cognition.

That is, there is no small notebook, otherwise you must have to write it down.