Godly Stay-Home Dad

There were a few people who were very anxious, but after seeing the cute little princess, the rush of the heart gradually dissipated.

People like beauty, Meng Meng is the most beautiful and cute girl they have ever seen. When you see her, you will always feel better.

When Zhang Han opened the door, many people in the queue said something anxiously:

"Boss, we are going to work at two o'clock in the afternoon, we can't wait in line, can we take it with us?"

Zhang Hanwen nodded and said: "Yes."

This time let everyone drop their hearts.

Originally 300 yuan of egg fried rice is very expensive for most people. Because the queue is late, it is even more distressing to deduct the salary. Fortunately, they can pack it, and they can buy it and bring it back to eat.

Entering the restaurant, Liang Mengqi and Zhao Feng sat on a table. Sun Dongheng and his granddaughter sat on the adjacent table. The people in the chair lined up and walked in six in order, sitting in the small white dining table.

"Boss, what are you doing? How come back so late." Liang Mengqi asked curiously.

"Go bought a photo frame."

Zhang Han smiled and replied, and placed the photo frame aside.

"Hey, I want to watch cartoons." Meng Meng ran to the sofa in a small step, jumped up, climbed onto the sofa, and turned to Zhang Han's milk.

"Come." Zhang Han nodded, walked over to turn on the TV, no need to tune, this TV only played a children's channel.

Then Zhang Han opened the notebook, put on the music, and was ready to start making lunch.

I didn’t prepare any ingredients. I also had egg fried rice and milk for lunch.

Rice Zhang Han had cooked regularly when he left the restaurant in the morning, opened the rice cooker, and a hot wave accompanied by rich rice fragrance came on the scene.

After picking up the rice, Zhang Han began to prepare accessories such as egg chopped green onion.

"Hey, hey..... Meng Meng is a little hungry... all, I have no strength to watch TV." Meng Meng turned her head and said.

"The rice is just right, Meng Meng don't worry." Zhang Han heard the words and said.

However, Meng Meng’s words were exported. Liang Mengqi’s eyes were instantly thrown into the kitchen, because at this time, Zhang Han’s cooking speed was incredibly fast, and a set of movements was flowing. This is a visual enjoyment.

They looked over and everyone else looked at the past because of curiosity.

I saw Zhang Han open the induction cooker very quickly and started to heat the milk.

At the same time, the right hand draws a kitchen knife on the knife holder, and the left hand synchronizes four chopped green onions on the cutting board.

"Hey..."

A very rush of sound came out, the knife was glamorous, and it took only two seconds for a few chopped green onions to be cut.

Zhang Han directly throws the kitchen knife up.

This scene makes everyone jump!

What? Throw a kitchen knife? Don't you?

But in the next scene, people can't help but take a breath.

I saw that the knife was rotated twice in the air and the knife was inserted directly into the sipe.

"ohmygod." Zhao Dahu opened his mouth and said: "I was the first to see such a skill."

"This is too powerful." Liang Mengqi's eyes are wide: "Wow, the boss is getting more and more handsome."

"Mom." Sun Dongheng said with excitement: "I don't see it, the cow is not a cow? Haha, Mom, I tell you, you see the tip of the iceberg, the boss is amazing, can't imagine!"

Among them, only Yu Qingqing and Zhao Feng’s eyes are a bit deep.

"He..." Zhao Feng once again shocked Zhang Han's technology: "I still underestimated the strength of the boss. With this hand, it shows that he controls the power, and the precision of the angle has reached its peak. Horror, oh, I thought I could do it for a minute with him. I didn’t expect the boss to tell the truth. He faced me and he was full of tricks."

Not only are they, but the six people sitting in the small white table are also amazed.

In their amazed words, Zhang Han has begun to use two woks to start making fried rice.

The wok is not light, there are so many meals in it, but also some weight, but this wok feels very light in Zhang Han's hand, only to see the boss constantly stir the rice in the pot.

Add a range of seasonings.

Three minutes, the egg fried rice out of the pot.

Zhang Han gave himself and Meng Meng a meal and put it on the round table. Others don’t have to say that they are already waiting in line to start the meal.

When Meng Meng sat at the table and saw the solitary egg fried rice, Meng Meng said:

"Hey, the amount.....how is it still only a meal? Meng Meng wants to eat the dishes that I cook, want to eat...that...the long eggplant, and, and... .. I want to eat the dishes that I want to eat."

This statement, Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing, Zhao Dahu, Zhao Feng four people who tasted the dishes are bright, their eyes are looking at Meng Meng, subconsciously swallowing.

"Well, that dad will cook for you at night." Zhang Han smiled and said.

"Well, it's best, wood." Meng Meng took a kiss against Zhang Han and made Zhang Han smile.

Of course, the four people on the back side were also smiling. They looked at each other and smiled happily. They were all chanting a word:

"It’s so cute, it’s the best, it’s the little princess, I’ll talk about it later...”

Everyone knows that their hundred sentences and one thousand sentences are not as good as the words that Meng Meng said.

Even they feel that as long as there is a cute opening, then it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, but if it is good food, the boss will get it to his daughter!

"Hey, Meng Meng is so happy."

Several people feel in the heart.

There was a meal in the restaurant, and people outside were starting to line up to pick up the food that was taken away.

Basically, each person has at least one egg fried rice and two cups of milk. When paying, Zhang Han asked them to put the money on the counter.

Just like an unmanned supermarket, I put the money in the past, and I can't see Zhang Han.

But here, no one will pay less, because they feel that if the swindling is slippery, then it is a kind of embarrassment for this god-level egg fried rice.

The restaurant was open for a short time. After half an hour, it was less than two o'clock in the afternoon. The guests of the restaurant went almost the same, and only Liang Mengqi had four people who were drinking milk.

“Hey? Changed the photo?” Liang Mengqi suddenly saw a series of photos on the wall, and could not help but be amazed, put down the milk station and got up to see.

"Wow, it’s beautiful." Zhao Dahu couldn’t help but marvel at the photo of the cute side of the piano.

"Meng Meng and the boss's photo are too much love, really good," Yu Qingqing's face envy.

"..."

Faced with the praise of several people, Meng Meng had some small happy songs.

Those photos, Meng Meng look good. Especially with the photo of the cockroach, look good.

After watching for a while, Zhao Dahu and Zhao Feng began to act as waiters, picking up the hygiene of the restaurant.

Maybe the first two were out of good intentions, but now they are also used to it.

Next door, Sichuan spicy restaurant.

"belch....."

The manager walked into the room while touching his stomach.

I didn't pay attention to it. I ate three eggs of fried rice at noon, drank five cups of milk, and spent the money to get out the big meal!

“Manager, how delicious is his family's meal?” one of the waiters whispered.

"It's delicious... cough, ask so much? Go to work!" The manager coughed and waved.

"Oh, manager, you can talk about it." The waitress was a little spoiled.

"Yeah, ah, manager, look at your support, there must be something stupid!"

"In the end, it’s not good, manager, you talk."

Several people whispered in front of the manager.

"Amount..." The manager’s expression paused and sank. In the eyes of several people, he nodded heavily and said: "Not delicious, is...Tete. It’s delicious! I told you that the egg fried rice is simply not measurable. Oh, I am going, it’s just a god, I don’t know, there are already seven members in that family! My God, seven million. That's right, the boss is really good, right, the boss is still very handsome, cooking like a show, the knife gives you awkward, awkward, and his daughter, beautiful to invincible, and Milk, good to explode, my mom, I have never had such a good milk, I tell you..."

Since the manager decided to say it, it would be a pleasure.

On the side of the door, it was said that there were ten minutes in a breath. Several waiters heard the dreams, the eyes were green, and the manager’s tone was heard. The egg fried rice was tasted by the gods, so several people I plan to taste it anyway in the evening.

......

In the restaurant, Liang Mengqi is not going to leave. It is now two o'clock in the afternoon. It is about six o'clock at dinner time. It is good for a few hours in the restaurant.

They are staying, Zhang Han is having a business.

"Meng Meng, we went upstairs and changed clothes, went to Xinyueshan to play." Zhang Han smiled lightly.

"Amount?" Meng Meng a glimpse, then the eyes lit up, holding a small hand and cheering: "Well, look good, go find a little black and black!"

The budding cheers attracted the attention of Liang Mengqi, and the goods quickly put down the phone and said:

"Boss, I want to go too."

Like the dreamy paradise of Xinyueshan, Liang Mengqi always remembers after the last visit, and now has the opportunity to go, but she does not intend to let go.

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded and took Meng Meng to the second floor.

“Is it very fun to play in Xinyue Mountain?” Yu Qingqing played a mobile game and asked a question without lifting her head.

"Of course, that is the paradise that the boss built for Meng Meng." Liang Mengqi replied.

"The boss built, certainly not simple." Zhao Feng looked at Liang Mengqi slightly smiled and said: "I also want to see."

"What are you going to do?" Liang Mengqi snorted and said: "You want to ask the boss, ask me why?"

Zhao Feng once again silently confided, and some of his heart couldn’t understand. Why did he offend her? If you talk so hard every time, you can’t sit down and talk about life and talk about ideals.

When thinking about the tone of Liang Mengqi and his boss, Zhao Feng secretly smiled.

People are more popular than people, she talks to the boss, is it so tired?