An Zhiwen listened to his daughter's words, now his own daughter is more and more like an old chef, but his own daughter's speed of chopping meat filling is really fast, this is only a while, Anxin chopped the meat filling, Anxin remembered the first time she chopped the meat filling, it was when she was five years old, it was the Chinese New Year's Eve, the family wanted to eat dumplings together? Anxin stood on a small bench, just able to get to the board, holding a kitchen knife and chopping meat filling seriously.

Grandpa An also looked at Anxin and said: "This child is the seed of our An family, this age is on the board, and he must be a chef in the future!" Now she's holding a kitchen knife and making those guests happy with their dishes.

Put the soup on the stove and simmer it over low heat, and then start to make Dongpo meat, at this time Zhang Xiaoxiao walked in, looked at An Zhiwen and said, "There are two guests outside who want to find peace of mind!"

As soon as Anxin heard Zhang Xiaoxiao's words, he knew that Jiang Huai'an was coming, and then said to An Zhiwen: "Dad, you tell the two of them first, let them wait, I'll be here for a while!"

An Zhiwen followed Zhang Xiaoxiao and walked out, and saw an old man in his fifties and a young man sitting there, looking at the style of the two people, he knew that these two people were not ordinary people, when did his daughter meet a big man! An Zhiwen walked to the table and said: "My daughter is still busy, let the two of you wait for a while, or let's go to the private room and wait." “

Jiang Huai'an glanced at his grandfather, then the old man nodded, then looked at An Zhiwen and said, "Then Uncle An, let's go to the private room and wait!" Then An Zhiwen led the two to the top of the box, and he didn't know what to say, so he walked down directly.

An Zhiwen returned to the kitchen and said that he had arranged the two friends in the private room, nodded with peace of mind, and then said, "That's okay! Anyway, they're not in a hurry!"

At this time, Anxin was preparing shallots mixed with tofu, don't look at the simple shallots mixed with tofu, Anxin also gained a trace of cultivation in this dish, which proves that this dish is delicious!

The old lady looked at the two dishes and said, "Give each of us a bowl of rice!" Haoran, if you try this dish, you will definitely like it. “

An Zhiwen went to get rice, and the seven or eight-year-old boy looked at the Dongpo pork and shallots and tofu on the table and said, "If it's delicious, I'll forgive you! If it's not delicious, I'll eat fried chicken!" Haoran swallowed and said because he could already smell the aroma of the dish.

Seeing that Haoran couldn't wait to clip the Dongpo meat, the Dongpo meat was too big, the middle-aged man used chopsticks to separate the Dongpo meat, handed a small piece to Haoran, Haoran put his chopsticks in his mouth, and when he saw Haoran's appearance, the four adults knew that the little guy was very satisfied with this Dongpo meat, and it seemed that he could eat less junk food in the future.

"I forgive you, this meat is so delicious!" Hao Ran said as he ate Dongpo meat.

"Is it better than Grandma's cooking?" his mother said deliberately teasing him.

"How can it be that the food made by Grandma is delicious!But Grandma is so lucky, let's eat here in the future!" said the little Zhengtai who put down his chopsticks and looked at his mother.

At this time, An Zhiwen also brought rice to the table, and of course, there was a stir-fried cabbage on the tray. "Please use it slowly!" An Zhiwen put down the food and looked at the family of five and said. Of course, this Dongpo meat is very popular, even the last soup was poured into the bowl to soak rice and eat, the shallots mixed with tofu just came up and no one went to clip, and then the old man went to clip a piece of tofu, and then even sandwiched several chopsticks, now this family of five knows that this shallots mixed with tofu must be delicious.

"Grandpa, why don't you say that this tofu is so delicious! Leave the last piece to me!" Haoran said, looking at the last piece of tofu left.

At this time, An Zhiwen also brought the last two dishes, and Anxin also washed his hands and walked to the private room upstairs, and when he walked into the box, he saw the old man sitting in the main seat, she could see that this old man Jiang had suffered internal injuries, and now he had to endure that pain every day. "I've seen my seniors!" said Anxin respectfully looking at Old Man Jiang.

"I heard Huai'an say today that I met a girl with some chef heritage, since it is a chef's inheritance, can you see that there is something wrong with my old man's body?"

As soon as she heard Old Man Jiang, she knew that this Old Man Jiang was testing her, and there was no problem with her nose, she smelled the smell of medicinal herbs in Jiang Huai'an's black bag. And the medicinal herbs smell faintly very good.

"You should have suffered internal injuries in your early years, and there are a lot of dark injuries left over from martial arts training, let me give you a pulse!" said Anxin looking at the old man.

Old Man Jiang looked at Anxin with wide eyes and said, "You are a miscellaneous family!"

"No, I'm a chef!" Anxin said with a smile as he looked at the old man.

When the old man heard Anxin's words, he smiled and said, "Whether it's a chef or a miscellaneous family, then ask Xiaoyou to take my pulse!" In fact, in Old Man Jiang's heart, he already thinks that An Anxin is a disciple of the miscellaneous family, and the disciples of the miscellaneous family are the most unwilling to mess with those inheritance families, because you don't know what they have learned.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Anxin also knew that it would be too late even if she said anything, after all, she really learned a lot of knowledge, and put her hand on the old man's wrist. "You relax, I'll use my internal qi to test it, don't resist!" The old man naturally nodded, and Anxin transformed his cultivation into a very soft internal qi into the old man's meridians, and sure enough, as Anxin expected, it was a bit bad!

"Old man, your health is worse than I thought, and you have been cultivating since you were injured. An Xin put down his hand and looked at the old man and said.

"Then you must have a way!" said the old man looking into his reassuring eyes. An An smiled, this old man is really not an ordinary person, to be honest, she really has a way.

"The old man is really wise, I have a way. Anxin said helplessly. Anxin's medical skills were learned from the youngest of her six sisters, her name is Mao Junjun, the Mao family is a Xuanmen family, and she has learned the art of Xuanmen since she was a child, and Anxin's Xuanmen technique was learned from Mao Junjun.