Chapter 251: Your Flower Pig's Feet Soup

He was so angry, before he finished a sentence here, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood over there!

“…… Ah! My father, why are you still vomiting blood! Cheng Lanru screamed in panic!

Duan Zhengwu held on to the conference table, tried his best to stabilize his fat body, and gasped for breath and reprimanded: "...... Idiot! …… You can't just be quiet! Still ...... Am I not ashamed enough! ”

Cheng Lanru knew that he had always had a good face, so she immediately lowered her voice.

While hurriedly wiping the blood from the corners of his lips, he asked urgently with a crying voice: "I don't go to find someone, what's wrong with you!" ”

"It's okay, I just didn't come up in one breath, and I was in a hurry!" Duan Zhengwu wiped the corners of his lower lip, then shook off Cheng Lanru's arm that was supporting him, gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, I'm afraid I can't count on it anymore!" We still have to plan ahead! ”

Cheng Lanru was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood that she had to step forward and ask, "How do you say this?" Did the old man announce something at the meeting today? ”

The horizontal flesh on Duan Zhengwu's face trembled, and as soon as he thought of today's meeting, his chest immediately surged, and the smell of blood soon surged in his mouth!

Cheng Lanru was so frightened that she hurriedly handed over the tissue, and then grabbed his arm.

“…… Help me sit down and rest first, the company's affairs, go back and think about it in the long run! Although Duan Zhengwu still wanted to be strong, his body frame was fat, and as soon as he vomited two mouthfuls of old blood, his legs immediately became weak!

Cheng Lanru hurriedly helped him to do it, turned around and went to close the door of the conference room again.

At that time, in the CEO's office.

Duan Zechen, who was chasing lovebirds, didn't know that his unintentional move had already made the treacherous and cunning Duan Zhengwu vomit blood in anger!

After arranging for Ouyang Xuan to send Duan Hong away, he was happy and took his mobile phone to send a message to chat with An Ran.

And An Ran just ran to the door, and after seeing Duan Zechen's reply that he was hungry again, not a bloated stomach, he hurriedly turned back to the living room.

- Nima! Can't you make it clear! It's not okay to make her nervous!

Turning his head to look at the box of chocolates that had been brought back by her on the coffee table, he quickly comforted: "You go to Ouyang first to get some chocolate to support!" When I come back in the evening, I will make pork knuckle soup for you to make a big supplement, which is my compensation to you! ”

Duan Zechen, who received the message, leaned comfortably on the sofa, and when he saw the word "compensation", he smiled very ill-willedly!

After a while, he smiled and whispered, "Silly girl! It's your peanut pig's feet soup! ”

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Pearl Bay Resort.

Just after afternoon tea, An Ran was busy in the kitchen.

Dried peanuts, red dates and wolfberries, washed and soaked in water.

Ginger, star anise, cinnamon and green onions, each prepare an appropriate amount, wash and set aside.

Fresh pork knuckles, wash and scrape clean with warm water, chop into small pieces, and then put them into the pot to fly water and skim off the blood foam.

Then put it in a casserole, put in the pork knuckles rinsed with cold water, add ginger and soaked peanuts, and in order to reduce the loss of collagen in the pig's feet, she specially added a few drops of balsamic vinegar.

Finally, add enough water to the casserole, bring the fire to a boil, then turn to a simmer and simmer until fine.

Taking advantage of her free time, she made her own hors d'oeuvres on a whim.

Fresh small green vegetables, remove the cabbage heart and green leaves, directly take the tender white stalks, wash them, cut them into small pieces, add shredded red peppers, and put them together with fine salt.

After the side dishes were pickled and put in the refrigerator, the casserole continued to simmer on the stove, and she went to the back flower room to take care of the bonsai.

By the time she had almost cleaned up all the qiē, the pig's feet in the casserole had shrunk from the skin of the stew, and the fragrance was overflowing.