After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

The next morning, Han Yan got up early, and the advantage of cutting his hair short was that he could wash his head when he washed his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Han Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that he would not inherit Han Dingtian and Comrade Han Daqiang's bald hairstyle in the future!

But don't inherit your father, in two years, Comrade Han Daqiang and Comrade Han Dingtian will go out together, and they may all be recognized as brothers.

Han Yan had a bag of milk in his mouth, and walked slowly towards the restaurant, after so many days of boiling porridge, the experience value was directly full, and now he can make porridge with his eyes closed.

When the porridge was almost ready, Du Ying yawned and pushed the door in, and she stayed up late to catch up with the manuscript when she saw it.

"Good morning, boss.

Du Ying sat in her seat without energy and watched short videos, trying to make herself more energetic in this way.

However, the porridge here has not yet come out of the pot, and Du Ying fell asleep on the table.

Han Yan walked over with porridge, eggs, and garlic eggplant.

"Don't sleep, eat first. "

Huh?"

Du Ying stretched, yawned, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I swear, I'll never stay up all night again, for my hair, for my sleep. Is

this the daily life of the author of the novel?

Han Yan expressed deep respect, and then chatted and asked how the data of the novel was.

Du Ying's body was stunned, and the preserved egg and lean porridge in her mouth was not fragrant all of a sudden, and she cried directly.

"Boss, why don't you open the pot, no one reads the novel I wrote, huh

..." Sure enough, writing a novel is a dead end.

After eating, Du Ying pedaled three rounds to sell porridge, and Han Yan also began to work in the kitchen, continuing his mother-in-law shredded pork, no, it was spicy shredded pork.

After listening to the old man's words, Han Yan put the fresh mother-in-law into the pot and blanched it for a few seconds, then poured water and boiled it until the water boiled, and then took it out.

At this time, the water used to cook the vegetables has turned pale green, and the bitterness of the podging has indeed disappeared a lot.

If you cook it again, you will definitely be able to get rid of more bitterness, but in that case, it will be easy to boil the pot.

So Han Yan could only give up, and the mother-in-law Ding who fished out first controlled the water, and then put it in the microwave oven to dry it with technology.

If there is too much water, it will come down to the pot and encounter oil, and it will easily collapse everywhere.

Luo Ningxue made this mistake when she stewed chicken.

After the mother-in-law dries the water, Han Yan replaces the coriander with the mother-in-law according to the method of spicy shredded pork.

A decent appearance of shredded pork, even if it is successful.

Han Yan took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, went down with chopsticks, and sent them to his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Under the effect of seasoning, the bitter taste of the mother-in-law is more dispersed.

This dish is certainly not as delicious as the authentic spicy shredded pork, but at least it becomes edible and it is not bad to savor it.

He immediately sent a message to Luo Ningxue.

Han Yan: "Your dishes weren't cooked yesterday, why don't I come to guide you?"

Nearly three hours later, at around eight o'clock in the morning, Luo Ningxue finally replied to the message.

Luo Ningxue: It's not big brother, you are an old man, you woke up at five o'clock, and my grandfather didn't wake up as early as you.

Han Yan: Go to bed early and get up early, is it convenient for me to go to your house?

Luo Ningxue: Welcome, welcome.

Han Yan: Then I'll come over at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

It's already eight o'clock, and it takes a lot of time for Han Yan to go to the farmers' market to buy chicken, plus the time for cooking, at least two o'clock in the afternoon to have lunch, so it's better to go at night.

After preparing all the ingredients, Han Yan took a large bag and took the light rail to Luo Ningxue's house.

Looking at the big villa in front of him, Han Yan's eyes were full of envy, and he directly started the fantasy time.

If I had a villa, I would have a study, a games room, and a super luxurious kitchen.

The game room must use the most advanced equipment, all kinds of peripherals can not be missing, well, in the treadmill is also OK, after all, sitting for a long time is not good for the body, or you have to exercise properly.

The villa is there, it should be a rich man, and he won't come to the hotel when the time comes, just lie down and take Ye Qian around the world.

Han Yan was suddenly stunned, and then remembered that Ye Qian was already his ex-wife.

Bang bang bang.

Han Yan knocked on the door.

"Who?" Luo Xingguo asked as he put down the book in his hand and walked to the door.

"Grandpa Luo, is it my little Han?"

Luo Xingguo immediately smiled when he heard Han Yan's voice.

"Oh, Xiao Han is here, and he brings so many things, come in, come in!" Luo

Xingguo saw the chicken and pork that Han Yan was carrying, and his eyes were about to smile.

He is not a person who likes to take advantage, and the reason why he is so happy is completely because he can eat Han Yan's food again today.

"Xiao Han, you're here, let me tell you that my granddaughter also made a stew of chicken yesterday, my mom, the taste is simply amazing, and the spirit of the chicken in the sky is not blind. "

The taste is so bad that you make it, it's so unpalatable. As

soon as he entered the door, the old man turned on the spit mode, and by the way, Luo Ningxue complained wildly, and it could be seen that yesterday's meal made the old man suffer a lot of grievances.

Don't be so exaggerated...

Han Yan sat on the sofa and saw a book on the coffee table.

"Grandpa

Luo is reading?" Luo Xingguo nodded: "The main reason is that he is old and can't sleep without reading." "

Uhhh

This answer made Han Yan not know how to answer.

At this moment, Luo Xintong ran over with short legs.

"Brother Xiao Han!" her

eyes lit up, and she looked quite happy, drooling as she ran this way.

Obviously, after eating the dishes made by Han Yan, eating what you usually eat is a torture to the taste buds.

Han Yan suddenly remembered a sentence, I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen the light.

Luo Xintong hugged Han Yan's thigh, "Brother Han, why don't you stay in my house directly, there are still many empty rooms in my house."

Han Yan touched Luo Xintong's head, "Don't worry, I promise to teach your sister to be an excellent cook." "

By the way, what about your sister?"

"I don't know, she went out while I was napping." The

door to the living room was opened.

Luo Ningxue walked in wearing a white dress and carrying a lot of plastic bags in her hands.

Five minutes later, durian, melon, peach, cherry, strawberry, sunshine linden, egg tart, cupcake... It's all on the coffee table.

Luo Ningxue sat beside Han Yan and raised her eyebrows, "Don't think these things are prepared for you, I just want to eat these, you can catch up."

Han Yan nodded, "Yes, yes, I believe everything you say." "