If you want to say that there are three treasures in Longguo, local tyrants, international students, and rice and rice (sorry for being excited!(?『?)

Local tyrants conquer real estate, international students conquer campuses in various countries, and food - that is to conquer the world. That's right, it's so domineering!

Mention the rice and lamb skewers of Longguo, fried noodles, dumplings, dumplings, rice balls...... Beidu roast duck, Xidi vinegar fish, Dongpo meat, mapo tofu soup cabbage...... Hot pot skewers are spicy, and you can hear the sound of the whole world sucking saliva together. Among them, there is a collection of heaven and earth aura, the magic of creation, a small bottle of changing a hundred flavors, the only sweet party and salty party do not fight against the sky: old!

International students all over the world love it! That's right, Xu Ningran spent three times the postage of the price of the thing, and it was sent to this thing!

That's right, Su Yanyan likes to try world food, and Zhao Kun doesn't pick it, but the rice stuffed with strange ingredients every day, as well as hard bread, also have to vomit! Stay abroad for a while, and I guarantee that what you want most is the authentic spicy taste of Longguo!

Therefore, Ning Dye is so sweet!

Zhao Kun sat at the table and watched the volunteer Su Yan in the open kitchen, humming a song and being busy. He was a little stunned.

When he was young, his mother used to do the same, happily busy in the kitchen, and in a short time, he could serve a simple and delicious meal.

Zhao Kun's family background can only be regarded as average, his father has a work establishment, and his income is stable but not rich, but because of his mother, the family is always very warm. After meeting Su Yan, Su Yan occasionally came to the house to eat. This little princess ran away from the brocade clothes and jade food, and the coarse tea and light rice were also delicious.

It's a pity that my mother is no longer there.

At this moment, the kitchen is facing the direction of the setting sun, and the afterglow coats the face with a soft sheen, making the woman look ...... Very happy. Even the people who looked at her felt happy.

No wonder someone has sang: Who is from the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is confined to day and night, kitchen and love. Seeing each other when you open your eyes, staying together before going to sleep, and cooking a meal with your own hands are indeed the easiest moments for people to see love.

It all ends with the vegetables being poured into the oil pan and bursting out of the first oil star!

Su Yan screamed miserably, and completely fell into a hurry.

Zhao Kun was silent at the dining table for two or three seconds, watching her dance with her hands, as if she was dancing a newly invented square dance! The spatula in her hand was more intimidating than a dagger shining with cold light!

This eldest lady has blind confidence in her IQ of 170, and she wants to make a big meal by memorizing two pages of recipes. She doesn't know how to cook!

Zhao Kun silently approached the cooking table, leaned over slightly, glanced at the garlic and green vegetables that were directly burned into charcoal black by the overheated olive oil in the pot, and then raised his head and glanced at Su Yan with dark and deep eyes, expressionless throughout the whole process.

"Miss Su Yanyan," his unbearable voice came from above his head, "Do you want me to reconcile with them, or do you want them to kill me tonight?"

Su Yanyan, who was at a loss with a spatula, was finally completely driven out of the kitchen stage.

For the first time, she knew that the handsome man used to be so handsome in the kitchen - no, even more handsome!

This kind of open kitchen is actually not suitable for Chinese frying, cooking and frying. But Zhao Kun adjusted the heat just right, the aroma of the stir-fry was overflowing, but the oil smoke would not run around.

The muscles of his shoulders and arms tensed slightly with his movements, and the hands that had dismantled countless precision firearms and piloted chariots and helicopters were slender and powerful, holding the handle of a pot and a frying spoon, and they were as handsome as holding a sand-desert-of-eagle!

How can it be so good-looking! Miss Su Yanyan fell into a complete nymphomaniac, completely forgetting the shame of being robbed of her "position".

Subsequently, Zhao Kun found a serious problem - Miss Su not only can't cook, but basically can't buy vegetables. For example, he didn't pay attention, she bought cabbage and ...... Baby cabbage, as well as, a piece of meat that is fat and lean, not suitable for stir-frying at all.

Is this a cabbage going to have a meeting?

"Forget it," he resigned, "and now it's an hour before they arrive, and you can only pray that I can make dumplings for about six people quickly." If you can't wrap it, don't eat it!"

"Oh/(ㄒoㄒ)/~!" Su Yan swallowed weakly...... and tears.

It turns out that Zhao Kun is just scaring and scaring her. In less than 40 minutes, the neat 150 dumplings have been lined up to be reviewed.

"There's another one!" Su Yan ran over: "It's me, it's me!"

Uncover the rice cooker, and a pot of fragrant and fluffy rice is just cooling, and it is fluffed with a spoon, just right for fried rice!

Zhao Kun's heart softened suddenly.

Turns out she wanted to do this!

A few years ago, Zhao Kun just came back from the hospital, and during the time when he was recuperating at home, his temper was often cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't attack others, but he didn't eat if he didn't want to eat, and he slept for a day when he wanted to sleep.

One day, he refused to eat the food he bought outside, no matter how fine it was. Su Yan wanted to ask his nanny to come over and cook for him, but Zhao Yan refused to see outsiders and slept with his head covered in protest.

Now that I think about it, some of the behaviors at that time were no different from those of a seven or eight-year-old bear child.

He was losing his temper, Su Yan didn't dare to leave the house, there was not a single vegetable in the refrigerator, she was embarrassed for a long time, and finally found half a bottle of leftover Lao Gan Ma in the kitchen, so she had to steam the rice, pick out the diced chicken in the takeaway, and copy a plate of Lao Gan Ma fried rice for him.

At that time, he was "sleeping" in the house to demonstrate, and he didn't know that Su Yan was so clumsy trying to make him the simplest meal. However, even if he wanted to play a bastard at that time, he couldn't be ruthless. Su Yan is so innocent.

The fried rice was actually extraordinarily delicious, as if there was some magic in the rice, which gradually awakened the blinded gentleness and sobriety in his heart.

Later, he quietly liked this meal, and every once in a while, he would eat it.

After a long time, Zhao Kun said to Su Yan: Look, it turns out that I fell in love with your cooking before I fell in love with you, although most of them were very ...... Difficult...... Eat......

Their children were very sure to help beside them: "It's not just unpalatable! It's terrible!" The young man looked serious and indifferent, like his old man's pretense. My sister was weakly pulling the clothes of two men, one big and one small, next to her: "I'll be beaten, it's very painful......"

Well, Little Beauty's prediction is accurate. The big beauty's eyes narrowed, revealing an ethereal smile of "give a red......

In restaurants outside, this kind of fried rice is actually very common. However, Zhao Kun has to admit that Su Yan does have a special talent for making this fried rice, although this talent does not seem to "take care" of her to cook other dishes at all now (there will be no /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~)

Having said that, Zhao Kun's life looks like it was saved today.