Jiang Chen drove the car, left the villa, went directly to the vegetable market, and bought black chicken.

Before, Jiang Chen cooked, and he could only say that it was okay.

But after having god-level cooking skills, his cooking skills are simply pure love.

Soon, a pot of fragrant black chicken soup was ready.

The taste is delicious and the aroma is tangy.

Is this really what I did?

Jiang Chen took a sip and felt very fragrant.

A bite straight to the taste buds.

This black chicken soup should cure Xuan'er's anorexia.

Jiang Chen propped up the black chicken soup and carried it to the hospital.

Coming to the hospital, Jiang Chen came to the nurses' station.

"May I ask which room Miss Lin Xuan'er is in. ”

"In room 118. ”

Jiang Chen nodded, carrying the black chicken soup, and walked in the direction pointed by the nurse.

The nurse said curiously, "Did you smell it?"

"Of course I smell it, it seems to be the black chicken soup in the young man's hand. ”

Jiang Chen walked all the way, and almost everyone raised their noses to smell the fragrance of the black chicken soup.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Lin Xuan'er was infusing the nutrient solution.

Seeing Jiang Chen, Lin Xuan'er was stunned.

Lin Xuan'er glared at the secretary fiercely: "You stinky girl actually betrayed me." ”

Jiang Chen said angrily: "You girl is so sick and don't tell me, do you still treat me as a friend?"

"Me, I'm not afraid you're busy?"

Jiang Chen asked: "You girl told you to take it easy, but she didn't listen, this time it's better, you're sick." ”

Lin Xuan'er said aggrievedly: "I don't want to either!"

Jiang Chen took the black chicken soup and said, "I'll make you black chicken soup, you can try it and see if you can drink it." ”

"But I can't eat, and if I do, I'm going to vomit. ”

Jiang Chen smiled: "The soup I boiled is different. ”

Saying that, Jiang Chen opened the lid of the black chicken soup.

Instantly, a fragrant smell wafted out.

"Oh my God, it smells so good. Lin Xuan'er sighed.

"Haha, how fragrant. ”

Xiaoli couldn't help but say, "Otherwise, can I also take a sip?" ”

Jiang Chen smiled: "Seeing that you have been taking care of Xuan'er, I will reward you with a bowl!"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen held up a bowl for Lin Xuan'er and Xiaoli.

Xiaoli took a sip: "Brother Jiang, the soup you made is simply delicious." ”

Jiang Chen smiled faintly: "Of course, the soup I made is delicious, Xuan'er, you can taste it." ”

Xuan'er looked at the soup in her hand and hesitated.

Recently she had anorexia and would throw up when she ate.

Therefore, she Ye was a little worried that she would spit out what she drank.

Jiang Chen smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay to drink it." ”

Lin Xuan'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although she was a little worried, but the soup made by Jiang Chen was really delicious, she really couldn't help it.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan'er took a sip of soup.

Sure enough, the delicious taste made Lin Xuan'er suddenly have an appetite.

The last bowl of soup was so clean that I even ate the chicken thighs inside.

"Oh my God, no, I've eaten so much. ”

Looking at the empty bottom of the bowl, Lin Xuan'er was also stunned.

At this time, the old man in the next room suddenly raised his nose and sniffed.

"Xiaoliang, what does this smell so fragrant. ”

"Dad, it seems to be chicken soup. ”

"I want to drink chicken soup. ”

"What?" the young man stood up.

The old man had anorexia major, and he didn't want to eat anything at all.

But now he took the initiative to say that he wanted to eat.

It's also unbelievable.

"Dad, you wait, I'll go home and make you chicken soup." ”

"No, no, I just want to drink chicken soup with this flavor. The old man swallowed.

"Okay, I'll go and see where the scent is coming from. ”

Jiang Chen, Lin Xuan'er and Xiaoli were chatting, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Xiaoli opened the door, and a young man walked in a little embarrassed.

"I'm really sorry, but this chicken soup is yours. ”

Seeing the young man's eyes staring at the chicken soup, Jiang Chen nodded: "Well, I made it for my girlfriend to drink." ”

The young man was a little embarrassed and said, "Can you hold me a bowl, my father smelled the fragrance, and he wanted to drink it too." ”

As if he was afraid that Jiang Chen would misunderstand, the young man continued to explain: "My father has recently suffered from anorexia and can't eat anything, and he just smelled your chicken soup and suddenly wanted to eat. ”

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded: "It's okay, I'll serve you a bowl for you." ”

The young man thanked him and went out with his bowl.

When the old man saw the chicken soup, he couldn't wait to pick up the spoon.

The young man was embarrassed when he saw the old man and said, "Dad, slow down, don't get hot." ”

The old man drank the chicken soup one by one, and even ate all the chicken inside.

At this time, the doctor was making rounds and was stunned when he saw the old man eating with a bowl.

The old man has severe anorexia, how can he eat so well.

"What did you give the old man to eat?" the doctor asked in shock.

"It's chicken soup made by a little brother in the next ward. The young man said.

"Ah, it's really fake, anorexia patients can eat so much I have been a doctor for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen it. ”

The doctor came to Lin Xuan'er's hospital room.

Seeing Lin Xuan'er, who was eating chicken in a rice cooker, she was completely speechless.

He looked at Jiang Chen in shock: "Little brother, how did you boil this bowl of chicken soup, it's amazing." ”

"Haha, it's just a little bit of an exclusive recipe. ”

The doctor looked at Lin Xuan'er, who had a round belly, and said speechlessly: "Okay, you don't have to be hospitalized, your anorexia should be made by this chicken soup." ”

Lin Xuan'er finished the discharge procedures, and said with some worry: "Jiang Chen, what should I do if I only eat what you made for me now." ”

Jiang Chen smiled faintly: "It's easy to say, I'll make you whatever you want to eat in the future." ”

Sending Lin Xuan'er home, Jiang Chen let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he has god-level cooking skills, otherwise Lin Xuan'er's anorexia would be really troublesome.

At this time, Jiang Chen's mobile phone rang.

"Is it Mr. Jiang?" a woman's voice came from the other side.

"Chief Sun, do you have something to do with me?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Our TV station's variety shows have always been weak, so if you want to make a popular variety show, I want to ask you to help?"

"How can I help?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously.

"I think with your talent, you should be able to help us create a popular variety show. ”

[Ding, the host gets the sign-in task to create a variety show with the highest ratings!]

The mission came.

Originally, Sun Wei of "Palace" was also a favor for herself, and Jiang Chen originally planned to pay it back, but now that he has a task, Jiang Chen has to help even more.

At this time, a variety show had already appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

is the very popular "The Voice of China" in the previous life

That's right, Jiang Chen wants to be the most popular Chinese music show.