Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 90 Asking for Opinions

Zhou Huilan helped Zhou Weijun, and followed Dr. Wen through the door with a smile, "How could it be? I am a small vendor, and I am not in violation of laws and disciplines. Even if I am corrupt, I have to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, but I can't go to the police like you."

Bureau."

"You girl!"

After entering the door, Dr. Wen noticed Zhou Weijun who was following behind. She was stunned when Yaoyao had already grabbed Zhou Weijun's sleeve and proudly introduced to Dr. Wen: "Grandma Wen, this is my uncle!

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"Uncle?" Dr. Wen was stunned, "Is this the one your Uncle Huang often mentioned..." She couldn't remember it for a moment, so she patted her forehead in annoyance, "What's his name..."

Zhou Weijun calmly took a step forward with his cane, "Aunt Wen, I am Zhou Weijun."

When Li Xiuping was still alive, Huang Hanqing often went to Zhou's house to have dinner. Of course Dr. Wen also went there, but after so many years, things have changed and people have changed, and it is really hard to recognize him all of a sudden.

"You are all grown up. It's great. Come in and sit down. Come in and sit down." Dr. Wen said and quickly let people into the room.

Zhou Huilan had brought Yaoyao here several times before. This girl was familiar with her, and she was very greedy for the Huang family's TV. She directly dragged Zhou Weijun to sit on the sofa. Zhou Weijun stayed there with some embarrassment, really sitting there.

Not even if you don’t sit down.

Seeing this, Dr. Wen quickly took out two boxes of snacks from the cabinet and said, "Sit down, sit down, I watched you two brothers and sisters grow up, don't be restrained, just treat this place as your own home, sit here and wait,

I’ll make delicious food for you.”

It was easy to win over with bold words, but when Dr. Wen entered the kitchen and looked at the dust-free stove and chopping board, his brows suddenly furrowed.

The most complicated dish she has ever made is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. How should we make this meal for a family of five?

Zhou Huilan followed closely and put the things she was carrying on the table, "Aunt Wen, where can I ask an elder like you to cook for us? I'll do it."

"How can that be possible? You are a guest. How about... let's go out to eat!" He is not skilled in cooking, but he is very familiar with restaurants outside.

Zhou Huilan smiled and poured the live shrimp into the cold water. She smiled and pushed Dr. Wen with her elbow, "Aunt Wen, you have never tasted my cooking. Maybe it is better than the restaurants outside?"

"The snacks you made and the lard are indeed better than the ones outside, but you are a guest, how can you let guests come to your home to cook." Dr. Wen still felt that this could not be done.

"I'm not a guest, I'm just here to rub the stove. I want to make a meal for my brother, but the kitchen where I live is too small and there's no table. So I thought of you, but Aunt Wen, can you

Don't kick me out!" Zhou Huilan smiled and acted coquettishly. It seemed that because of the affection she had when she was young, she was even more relaxed and wanton with Huang Hanqing and Dr. Wen than with Zhou Zhenhai.

Even Dr. Wen was amused by her, "You, you, you..."

"By the way, Aunt Wen, Yaoyao and my brother don't know how to adjust the TV. You can help them adjust it."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away! Then you are here, if you need my help if you need anything, just say a word!"

Zhou Huilan agreed sweetly and picked up the green vegetables.

She picked the vegetables from the space. She just went to the vegetable market and mainly bought meat. She bought two kilograms of pork and a fish. She planned to make braised pork and steamed fish, mince a small green vegetable with garlic, braise a winter bamboo shoot in oil, and finally

Another pot of shrimp and winter melon soup should be enough for five people.

Because of time constraints, Zhou Huilan cut the pork into smaller pieces and threw them into cold water. Then she picked up the live shrimps, removed the shrimp threads, and placed the shrimp heads alone to control the water.

Take out the pork pieces that have been soaked in blood water, heat the oil in a pan, throw in a handful of rock sugar, stir-fry until it turns slightly bubbling caramel color, pour the pork directly in, and with a violent "sizzling" sound, the whole kitchen is buzzing.

It was filled with a strong and sweet aroma.

Cooking is not as good as eating in a restaurant. Although Zhou Huilan has quick hands and feet, she only has one pair of hands after all. From holding a spoon to peeling garlic, she can do it all by herself. But fortunately, she made the arrangements properly. She started working at 5:30, and by 7:00, she had four sumptuous dishes.

A soup has been put on the table.

However, the expected number of people dining at the restaurant was temporarily increased by one because of the subordinates Huang Hanqing brought back.

The difficult times have long passed. People in these days have less appetite than before. There is no reason why there is not enough food for one more person.

Dr. Wen and his wife also opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into goblets, and spoke a few words very elegantly before everyone moved their chopsticks.

"Oh! This braised pork is delicious!"

"Ah! This little green vegetable is delicious!"

"Hmm! This soup is too fresh!"

Uncle Huang's unfamiliar subordinate made comments every time he took a bite. No one paid attention to him at first, but when everyone at the table was staring at him, it took him a while before he realized something was wrong.

"Um...what's wrong? Are there rice grains on my face?" He put down his chopsticks in embarrassment and raked around his face randomly. When he found that there was nothing, he suddenly grinned, "I'm sorry, I haven't eaten."

Something, a little out of control..."

"Xiaoye, you haven't eaten good food yet?" Huang Hanqing broke the awkward atmosphere, "The cook in our unit's canteen is almost crying because of your fault. If you haven't eaten good food yet, then we will all

I have been eating chaffy vegetables for decades."

"Yes, yes, if it tastes good, eat more, eat it quickly, eat it quickly!"

Aunt Wen quickly picked up two more pieces of braised pork for him and warmly greeted everyone to eat quickly.

Because of this episode, Zhou Huilan glanced at Xiaoye a few more times. After a quick look, she found that this person looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

After the meal, Dr. Wen refused to let Zhou Huilan wash the dishes anyway, so Zhou Huilan could only help clear the table.

Huang Hanqing seemed to have something to do with Xiaoye, and she was afraid that they would talk about the business for too long, so Zhou Huilan stopped Huang Hanqing and held back her thoughts all night before speaking out.

"Uncle Huang, what do you think of my cooking skills and opening a restaurant?"

"Absolutely!"

The one who answered was not Huang Hanqing, but Xiaoye next to him.

Zhou Huilan subconsciously gave him a look.

Huang Hanqing smiled and nodded, "Of course there is no problem. The food you cook is better than all the meals Uncle Huang has eaten outside! It has a bit of your mother's style back then, come on!"

Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment. She didn't quite understand why she mentioned her deceased mother. It was just that she had other things to do. This thought only came to her mind, and what she wanted to say was already out of her mouth, "I had an affair with a state-owned hotel before.

For some cooperation, their general manager asked me to be a master chef. I wonder if Uncle Huang thinks this can be done?"

(End of chapter)