After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Han Yan took Luo Ningxue for an afternoon, the four seasons in the northeast are distinct, before the beginning of autumn, the weather was stuffy like a stuffy tank on a gas stove, and the temperature dropped immediately after the beginning of autumn.

But even so, pedestrians on the road can still experience the rustic air of the foot and the scorching sky.

"Two cones.

Luo Ningxue stretched out two slender fingers to the KFC clerk.

The clerk looked at the two people in front of him and blinked, how could these two people have a feeling of mixing and matching.

One wears an over-the-knee skirt with her big white legs exposed, carrying a designer bag, and the other wears plain short sleeves, carrying a chicken in her hand and a ring of dried mushrooms strung on her shoulder.

Uh....

The

portrait of the clerk made Han Yan feel very familiar, and Du Ying also had this expression on her face when she saw the domineering president fall in love with me.

After taking the two cones, the two found a table and sat down facing each other.

"The dish of stewed chicken in an iron pot is very simple to make, I will teach you today, and you can try it yourself tomorrow.

"It shouldn't feel too hard. Although

Luo Ningxue has never cooked, she has eaten a lot, so she is confident in her cooking skills.

"That!" Luo Ningxue pursed her lips and said, "I have to say I'm sorry to you, the last time we met, I was in a bad mood and was angry with you." She

didn't dare to say that she regarded Han Yan as a blind date, which was really a bit embarrassing.

"It's okay, it's okay. Han Yan ate the cone intently and responded politely.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Han Yan returned to the store and was surprised to find two big characters on the glass at the door.

Is it closed

? Comrade Han Daqiang is not doing this business?

Then he pushed the door open.

Then he heard Comrade Han Daqiang's ugly singing voice.

Then, he pushed open the door of the box and saw a pseudo-family of three, Comrade Han Daqiang, Comrade Wang Aihua, Du Ying...

The three of them are singing around the table, and the table is full of big dishes, braised pork and stewed eggs, shredded potatoes with oil shuttle, pot wrapped meat, shredded pork and eggplant, braised pork ribs...

And there was a rare bottle of red wine on the table.

This....

Han Yan suddenly felt that he was adopted by this family.

When he was a child, Wang Aihua told Han Yan that he had dug it out of the cow dung heap, and he was sad for a long time, so he would have the urge to call his mother whenever he saw the cow.

Seeing this scene now, Han Yan felt that he might really be dug out of the dung heap, he shouldn't be called Han Yan, he should be called Fensheng!"

"Son, sit down and eat?"

Han Daqiang's expression was a little embarrassed, he never expected his son to come back so early, and he knew that he would make two dishes less.

Han Yan's face was expressionless, and he made a gesture to stop.

"Don't call me son, I don't have a family.

Han Daqiang: "..."There

is an open-air stove behind the old Han's restaurant, which was originally going to be made as a side stove, but later because of laziness, he only made one, and it has never been useful.

Now it's just right to make an iron pot stew.

In fact, the induction cooker can also stew chicken, but I don't know if it is a psychological effect, Han Yan always feels that the stewed chicken made by the induction cooker is not as delicious as the stew in the pot.

Boil water, pluck the feathers and chop the pieces in one go.

Luo Ningxue watched from the side, looking a little strange.

"That, I didn't expect you to be an adopted child, I was really embarrassed to treat you with that attitude that day..."

Han Yan cut the chicken thigh into several pieces with a knife.

Eh,

adoptive child???

several question marks appeared on Han Yan's head.

When did he become

an orphan?" "No, don't get me wrong, I'm not an orphan, it was all a joke just now.

Luo Ningxue was deeply skeptical of his words, obviously she had seen them just now.

The Han family didn't leave food for Han Yan at all, and when he was away, the table was full of big fish and meat.

How can any parent not wait for their children to come home for dinner?

Luo Ningxue patted Han Yan on the shoulder, "I know a house that is being rented, the rent is not high, I will push it to you on WeChat in a while."

"Huh??"

Han Yan was taken aback, "No, it was a joke just now, I'm not an orphan!"

Luo Ningxue grabbed Han Yan's neck by the collar and said in a tough tone, "Although we don't know each other very well, you don't need to pretend in front of me, if you feel wronged, just say it directly."

Her lips were close to Han Yan's ears, "This home, don't stay!" Han Yan

: "...",

he didn't know what to say now.

Since I don't know what to say, let's make a chicken!

Finally, with Han Yan's continuous efforts.

The fragrant stewed chicken is ready.

The chicken is soft and rotten, the meat is fragrant, the thick oil and heavy sauce, plus frozen tofu, vermicelli, and mushrooms, just looking at it makes the mouth relish.

Han Yan cut another plate of watermelon, the watermelon is chilled, and unlike the watermelon for the guests, this is a seedless watermelon.

Bingbing is sweet, just enough to dissolve the oiliness.

Luo Ningxue was embarrassed to speak, in fact, what she wanted to eat most was the boiled lettuce.

The two didn't go back to the house, they directly moved two small benches and sat on the edge of the cauldron to eat.

Luo Ningxue came over without lunch, and now that it was dark, she was already hungry.

She took a piece of frozen tofu and put it in her mouth.

She sandwiched another chopstick vermicelli, and

she sandwiched another chopsticks of chicken.

She added another chopstick to the chicken.

"It's delicious!" "

The last time she was at home, she hadn't eaten a few bites of chicken, and her grandfather Luo Xingguo didn't let him eat it, saying that he kept it for his grandfather.

"The chickens we make at home seem to be stewed, but they don't taste as good as yours. Luo Ningxue commented while eating.

I'm a chef, and I still have a system plug-in, if everyone does better than me, how will I open a store in the future.

"After that, you can cook your own food.

Han Yan said, and then cooked silently.

After eating shredded pork for several days, he couldn't stand it anymore.

I don't know why, after replacing the coriander with the mother-in-law, the taste changes so much.

At

eight o'clock in the evening, after the beginning of autumn, the days gradually became shorter, and by this time the sky was completely dark.

Luo Ningxue rubbed her little belly, a little regretful that she had eaten too much.

If she eats this amount every day, I'm afraid it won't be long before she gets fat.

"Okay, I'll go back first, thank you for today. "

It's fine, it's all trivial. Han Yan continued to be polite, "Why are you going back so late?"

"I'll take a taxi back." After speaking, Luo Ningxue waved her hand, and then left with steps.

Han Yan stretched his waist, ready to do the most decompressive thing of the day, brush the pot and wash the dishes!

As soon as he picked up the bowl, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and it was Luo Ningxue calling.

Uh....

Did something fall?

Han Yan answered the phone, "Hey, did you leave something here?"

"Help me!"

Luo Ningxue's voice came from the other side of the phone.