After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Han Yan can fight for a reason, when he was young, he was bullied by others because he was a transfer student.

Grandpa Han Dingtian was very angry when he found out, so he began to take him to practice martial arts, and he was a tiger and a tiger with Wing Chun boxing.

The old man also told him that when you meet someone who bullies you, you will be beaten to death, beaten hard, hospitalized, and the family will pay for medical expenses, and you will be killed, and your grandfather will be in prison for you.

In addition to teaching martial arts, Comrade Han Dingtian also taught his grandson some techniques of beating.

Don't hit someone in the face, it's not that the face is not good to look at, it's because it's easy to bleed when you hit the nose, once you see blood, it's actually nothing, but it feels like something big has happened.

The back, shoulders, thighs, and arms can be beaten to death, and these places are not easy to be broken.

Later, under the teaching of his grandfather, Han Yan became the school bully in the village.

In the past, the children in the village were disobedient, and the old people in the family would say, if you are not obedient, the old goblin will come to arrest you at night.

After Han Yan became a school bully, the story ushered in version 2.0.

No longer obedient and don't sleep, I let the old Han family's Han Yan come over!

In this way, Han Yan's status in the hearts of children has successfully surpassed that of the bear blind man.

Afterwards, Han Yan asked his grandfather why he knew Wing Chun.

Han Dingtian rewarded him with a look that shouldn't be asked.

"I see, your grandfather is quite interesting.

Luo Ningxue yawned and said.

Han Yan turned off the light in the box and yawned, after all, yawning is contagious.

"Go to sleep, tomorrow is a new day, if there is really a police investigation, ask you, you will tell the truth, you came here to learn cooking with me, it was too late to eat, so you stayed here."

Luo Ningxue nodded.

There are no curtains in the box, and the windows face the backyard, and the sky is full of stars.

It's two sleeping people.

......

Early the next morning, Han Yan got up early to make porridge with dark circles under his eyes, and Luo Ningxue also got up, ate porridge, and took a lot of it away when he left.

Han Yan continued to sleep for a while after boiling the porridge.

I don't know why, but he is also focused and energetic at night.

During the day, I am sleepy in the morning and don't want to get up, sleepy after eating at noon, and gradually wake up at night....

In the morning, Han Yan went to the barber shop to cut his hair, and the bangs that had accompanied him for many years were honorably laid off, and he was replaced by a refreshing and clean inch.

Comrade Han Daqiang was completely aware of Da'er's determination to become a chef, his father was bald, he was also bald, and now his son is also developing in the direction of baldness.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Pop Pop.

The three bald heads standing together must have a strong visual impact.

In the next second, Han Daqiang collapsed again, because the smell of mother-in-law wafted from the kitchen again.

He couldn't bear it anymore, so he made a phone call with the old man who was far away in the countryside.

On the phone, after Han Dingtian learned that his grandson inherited the family business, a smile appeared on his serious face.

This is his good grandson.

Han Dingtian has three sons and a daughter, all of them are in Spring City, and only Han Daqiang inherits the cooking skills.

But Han Daqiang's talent is limited, and it's just like that for the rest of his life, if he wants to improve his cooking skills, it is difficult!

None of the remaining juniors want to inherit the family business and become a chef, Han Yan, who grew up beside him since he was a child, was pinned on by him, but he didn't expect to learn mathematics in college.

Will I be able to get a job in the future? Fortunately,

it's still too late to learn about it.

"It's a good thing that Xiaoyan is learning to cook, I'll guide him when I'm free, your half-baked level is easy to mislead people's children."

After speaking, Han Dingtian hung up the phone and booked a train ticket to Spring City from the Internet.

"Wife, are you going?let's go to Spring City together

?" "Don't go, don't bother me watching TV?"

On TV, a divine drama that has fed countless online writers is playing.

Love is full of courtyards.

Han Yan's grandmother sat in front of the TV, quite obsessed, like Han Yan when she was a child watching super beasts and sweethearts.

A few days later, Han Yan was still trying to make shredded pork.

The reason why this dish is not well cooked must be on the mother-in-law.

In order to restore this dish, Han Yan has dried the mother-in-law, he first put the mother-in-law into the pot and fried it dry, and then put it in the pot for the second time, and has reduced the proportion of the mother-in-law, but I don't know why, the fried dish is still unpalatable, and the meat is wrapped in a strong bitter taste.

It's like when you stew fish, if you don't remove the bitter gall, the cooked fish will taste bitter.

However, Poxiang shredded meat is not without benefits at all.

Before Du Ying ate this dish, she had several pimples on her chin, and after eating shredded pork for a few days, the acne disappeared.

Han Yan remembered a sentence for no reason, good medicine is bitter and good for disease.

Forget it, let's do it again.

Old man Han Dingtian tossed and turned all the way, first by bus, then by train, and finally by bus, and finally came to Comrade Han Daqiang's restaurant.

"Dad!" Wang Aihua behind the cash register was directly stunned, and tears of excitement flowed directly from the corners of his mouth.

She hurriedly ran forward and took the urea bag from the old man's hand.

"Dad, why don't you say a word when you come, Daqiang and I will pick you up, it's quite far away.

"Daqiang, Daqiang!" Wang Aihua didn't care about the eyes of the guests in the store, and shouted at the back kitchen, "Daqiang, our dad is here, you come out quickly!" "What, our dad is here

?!" Han Daqiang, who was busy in the back kitchen, couldn't take care of the dishes fried in the pot, and hurriedly rushed out.

"What an old man, he still does things crudely!" Han Dingtian scolded his son, then walked quickly to the kitchen, washed his hands, tied his apron and began to stir-fry.

When the old man entered the kitchen, Han Yan was still cooking, and this shredded Poxiang pork was about to become a demon in his heart, so that he didn't hear anything outside the window, and only made Poxiang shredded pork.

When the old man came, he had just stir-fried his mother-in-law in a pot, trying to fry the moisture in it.

Han Dingtian glanced at the side, "Who taught you to use your mother-in-law to make spicy shredded pork instead of coriander!" Han

Yan's hand holding the spatula shook and turned his head stunned, "Grandpa?!"

"Your father called me and said that you are crazy and study your mother-in-law at home every day."

Han Yanzai didn't react a little, after all, Han Dingtian came too suddenly, so he was not mentally prepared at all.

"Mother-in-law's taste is bitter, the leaves are full of juice, and when they are fried into the pot, the juice evaporates and rises, and the pot becomes bitter, not to mention the dishes inside. "Han Dingshan's years of chef experience, just a few words make Han Yan feel like a pelican empowerment.

"Then what should I do?"

"Blanch and dry!" the old man shook his head and glanced at his grandson.

Han Yan was stunned in an instant.

That's right, blanching and drying will definitely get rid of the bitter taste of the mother-in-law, and I have always fallen into a misunderstanding before.

Now after Han Dingtian's guidance, he finally found his way from the tip of the horns.