Song Yan trotted to the vegetable market near the school and bought a pork rib, two potatoes, a cabbage, half a catty of pork and half a catty of green peppers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He plans to make three dishes, roasted pork ribs with potatoes, boiled cabbage, and shredded pork with green peppers, all of which are ordinary home-cooked dishes, but the simpler the dish, the more effective they are.

After buying vegetables, Song Yan went straight to Han Sha's bachelor apartment.

"Tuk tuk. ”

Knocking on the door, soon footsteps could be heard inside.

"Yo, you're really going grocery shopping. Han Sha looked at the dish Song Yan was carrying and quipped.

"The gentleman is quick to speak, besides, how dare I deceive the beautiful Teacher Han?" As he spoke, Song Yan walked in with the dishes, and very unceremoniously took out the slippers from the shoe rack and changed them.

"It's getting poorer and poorer. Han Sha scolded with a smile.

"Hey, hey. Song Yan smiled, and went straight to the kitchen with the dishes.

Han Sha was a little curious, so she followed to the door of the kitchen, and under her gaze, Song Yan began to wash rice and cook, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, in her opinion, it was really a little presentable.

Song Yan glanced at Han Sha, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, and showed his intentions, put the chopped cabbage into the vegetable pocket, and washed the two potatoes.

Suddenly, he threw a potato into the air, and his right hand carried the knife like a fly, and his movements became faster and faster, and only a snow-white knife shadow could be seen.

In less than a second, a potato was sliced clean, and at the same time, Song Yan waved the kitchen knife and drew a circle in mid-air, the kitchen knife seemed to have suction, and the scattered potato skins were gathered on the knife, and then, with his left hand, the peeled potatoes fell into his hands.

"Smack!"

The blade of the knife was flipped, and all the potato skins on it fell into the trash can, and then, Song Yan did the same and peeled another potato.

The whole process was like a cloud of water, and the time did not exceed five seconds, which made Han Sha, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, stunned and dumbfounded.

Song Yan didn't seem to see Han Sha's surprised appearance, and once again the knife flew like a fly, accompanied by a rapid and even chopping sound of "dodo", and the two potatoes were all cut into thumb-sized diced potatoes, and then, Song Yan grabbed the end of the cutting board, and with a flick of his wrist, all the diced potatoes on the cutting board flew into another vegetable pocket.

Next, Song Yan showed cutting pork ribs, pork, and green peppers.

The action was almost to the extreme, and in less than two minutes, after the preparation was completed, Song Yan turned on the gas stove and began to stir-fry.

Roasted pork ribs with potatoes, shredded pork with green peppers, and boiled cabbage all came out of the pot in Song Yan's juggling process, and bursts of tempting aromas came out.

And throughout the whole process, Han Sha has been standing at the door of the kitchen staring at Song Yan without blinking, that process is too incredible in her opinion, even a special chef may not be able to do Song Yan like this.

"Teacher Han, how about you come and taste the food I cooked?"

Song Yan served all three dishes on the table and sent an invitation to Han Sha, who had not yet come back to his senses.

"Don't think that you can make a delicious dish with a few jugglers. Han Sha said stiffly.

"Whether it's good or not, you'll know if you've tasted it. Song Yan said very confidently, he has super chef skills, and he uses Zhenyuan to control the heat, it can be said that the taste of these three dishes has been released to the extreme, if this is not delicious, there is no delicious dish in the world.

Han Sha took the chopsticks handed over by Song Yan, picked up a piece of diced potatoes and put them in her mouth, originally, her expression was a little disapproving, but after the potatoes were entered, her expression changed suddenly, surprised, surprised, intoxicated, and a trace of disbelief.

She swallowed the diced potato into her stomach with only two bites, and quickly picked up a piece of ribs.

"Hmm...... It's so delicious, it's indescribable. After just one bite, a stream of juice with a strong meaty aroma overflowed from the ribs, and suddenly, her mouth was full of relish, and she wanted to swallow the flesh and bones together.

There's a saying that you can't stop at all.

This is the case with Hansha now, after tasting potatoes and pork ribs, she tried shredded pork with green peppers and boiled cabbage, and each dish was delicious to the extreme.

Then, she frantically picked up the vegetables and sent them to her mouth, and when she realized that there was something wrong with this, there were only a few diced potatoes left in the potato roast pork ribs, only a few diced potatoes left in the boiled cabbage, and only the clear vegetable soup left in the boiled cabbage, and the shredded green pepper was not only shredded meat, but even the green pepper was not left at all.

Looking at Song Yan, who was smiling and silent, Han Sha was shy and annoyed: "Hey, why don't you stop me, I have finished eating the dishes." ”

"Wipe your mouth. ”

Song Yan handed Han Sha a tissue.

Han Sha's old face turned red, took a tissue to wipe the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, this time you pass the test, I approved your leave, but I have one condition, otherwise except for tomorrow, don't think about it in the future, I will agree to your leave." ”

"What conditions?" asked Song Yan vigilantly.

"So, every three days from now on, you'll come and cook for me. Han Sha said a little nervously. It's really that Song Yan's cooking is so delicious, her stomach has been captured by him, and she feels a loss when she thinks that she can't eat the delicious food just now in the future.

Hearing Han Sha's conditions, Song Yan was overjoyed, this was an opportunity to get close to Han Sha, but he couldn't show urgency, but deliberately pretended to be hesitant: "Is this ......?"

Seeing Song Yan hesitate, Han Sha's heart instantly tightened, and threatened: "If you dare not agree, I will not allow your leave tomorrow." ”

"No, Teacher Hansha, I promise you that it is. Song Yan wailed.

Seeing that Song Yan agreed, Han Sha couldn't help but show a hint of pride: "It's pretty much the same." ”

didn't notice it, and a trace of joy flashed in Song Yan's eyes.

The next morning, Song Yan came to the Zhao Jiaquan Martial Arts Hall half an hour early, and saw Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu in the office.

"Brother Zhao, Sister Xiaoyu is getting more and more beautiful. Song Yan greeted the two with a smile.

"Your skin is itchy!" Zhao Xiaoyu said with apricot eyes.

"Okay, you're getting uglier and uglier!" Song Yan hurriedly changed his words.

"Song Yan, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Xiaoyu flew up and punched Song Yan in the chest, Song Yan only flashed under his feet, easily avoiding Zhao Xiaoyu's attack.

But Zhao Xiaoyu was unwilling to stop there, and continued to attack with a twist of her body, but unfortunately, the gap between her and Song Yan was too big, and she made more than ten moves, and she didn't even touch the corners of Song Yan's clothes.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, don't make trouble, you're not Ah Yan's opponent. Zhao Fengyang opened his mouth to stop.

Zhao Xiaoyu knew that the eldest brother was right, so he had to give up stupidly, but he was unwilling to give Song Yan a look of "one day it will make you look good".

Song Yan shrugged his shoulders disapprenously, and suddenly, Zhao Xiaoyu was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Ah Yan, I have something to say to you. Zhao Fengyang pointed to the sofa and said.

"Okay, Brother Zhao. Song Yan nodded, sat down on the sofa, and then Zhao Fengyang said, "Xiaoyu helps Ah Yan pour a glass of water." ”

"He didn't have long hands and feet, let him fall by himself. "Zhao Xiaoyu didn't have a good airway.

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty. Song Yan squeezed his eyes at Zhao Xiaoyu.

“…… You ......!" Zhao Xiaoyu was angry.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fengyang also couldn't laugh or cry: "You two are really happy enemies, Ah Yan, don't provoke Xiaoyu again." ”

"I know Brother Zhao. Song Yan's face immediately straightened, and he made a listening gesture.