Duan Hong saw Uncle Zhang coming, put down the teacup, and said with a smile: "Dekui, the timing of our coming tonight is quite good!" Next time, don't say hello and come over! ”

Uncle Zhang went to the trunk to sort out the seafood before, but he didn't see Duan Zechen's embarrassment.

Hearing this, he thought that Duan Hong was catching up with eating An Ran's hand-rolled noodles, and hurriedly responded respectfully: "Master, if you like to eat hand-rolled noodles, I will instruct the cook at home to prepare it regularly for you in the future, this is too simple." ”

Duan Hong lowered his head and took out the briar pipe, and did not correct Uncle Zhang's misunderstanding, while knocking on the pipe, he responded with a smile: "Don't be busy, I'll try An Yatou's craftsmanship first!" ”

Uncle Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to take the pipe and diligently lit it for him.

Seeing Duan Hong smoking his pipe in a comfortable mood, the expression on his face also relaxed a lot.

After being quiet for a while, he looked up at the direction of the kitchen and said casually: "Master, don't look at Miss An's age, you can knead the dough and roll out the dough, that action is very old and skilled, I guess her cooking skills must be good!" ”

"Oh~!" Duan Hong unexpectedly raised his tone, looked at Uncle Zhang's face full of appreciation, and hurriedly got up and said, "This girl still has this ability, then I have to take a look!" ”

Although Duan Zechen introduced An Ran's good cooking skills and tasted the cookies she made, Duan Hong still didn't believe her good at pasta.

After all, this is a coastal city in the south, and the popularity of pasta is far less common than in the north, and it is still rare for an eighteen-year-old girl to know this craft.

Uncle Zhang originally just wanted to find a random topic and chat with Duan Hong, but when he proposed to go to the kitchen to check, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

When Duan Hong was young, he often went to sea with the ship, and when he got older, he often boarded the ship to inspect the sea in person, so his respiratory system has not been very good.

Whenever there is a sudden change in the weather, or when the air pollution is severe, it is easy to recur respiratory diseases.

Uncle Zhang was afraid that he would really go to the kitchen, so he hurriedly gestured his throat and reminded him anxiously: "Master, the smoke in the kitchen is too heavy, which is not good for your health, and the noodles should be put in the pot at this time, so don't go!" ”

"Out of the way! How can I be so delicate! Duan Hong raised his hand to block him, held his pipe, and took a step with great interest.

While striding forward, he said to himself: "Since the noodles are all in the pot, you have to go over and take a look!" Just waiting for the meal! ”

Seeing that he didn't listen to persuasion, Uncle Zhang couldn't stop him anymore, so he hurriedly trotted over.

When Duan Hong entered the kitchen, An Ran happened to put noodles in the pot, and when he saw Duan Hong coming in, he hurriedly greeted, "Grandpa Duan, are you hungry?" Wait a while, it'll be fine soon! ”

"No hurry, no hurry! I just don't have anything to do to come in and walk around! Duan Hong held the pipe in one hand and carried it behind him with the other.

Pacing to the operating table, looking at the noodles with uniform thickness, he nodded and praised: "An girl, your knife skills are really good!" ”

An Ran was busy sprinkling the cut noodles into the pot and nodded in response: "Practice makes perfect." I didn't know it before, the thickness of the cut was uneven, the fine ones were all cooked, and the coarse ones were not cooked! Later, I became proficient after doing it a few more times! ”

- Nima! As soon as she mentioned this, An Ran had to recall the first time she cut shredded potatoes, which was an important memory that she could never forget in her life.