Zhang Lang picked up the vibrating Meizu phone from the living room, and saw that it was He Ying calling.

There are already 10 missed calls in the caller ID, could it be that something is going on?

If Gu Mengnan or Gu Mengmeng were still at home, they would definitely remind themselves that they would have beaten He Ying from noon to now.

didn't think much about it at the moment, Zhang Lang answered the phone: "Hey, Lao He, what's wrong." ”

"Oh, Zhang Lang, you finally took it, let me tell you, the person has been let go, it's just ......" He Ying said the matter in general at the other end of the conversation, and solemnly said the importance of the lines of the Heavenly King and the Tiger and the River Demon in Pagoda Town, which made Zhang Lang a little embarrassed.

That would have been a spoof thing.

"That Li Chuang vaguely revealed to me that his situation is not very good now, Gu Erye still has a little suspicion of him, and he has not participated in any of the major events in the gang and the big meeting. He asked me what to do, I don't know, Zhang Lang, you see ......" He Ying said to Zhang Lang, while feeling that receiving Li Chuang was a bit like receiving a spy.

Although Li Chuang is not a member of their Nancheng Police Station, he is still an undercover agent of the Wuhu Gang.

"Forget it, I'll contact you next, you can rest for two days, take a vacation, find a young lady or something, you can do it." Zhang Lang said without thinking.

"Poof...... I don't dare to look for ......" He Ying couldn't maintain a serious tone anymore, and was extremely embarrassed by Zhang Lang, this kid, just kidding himself, but also, how many years, just this boy who dares to joke with himself, "Anyway, you really let me take a vacation?" But the people just let it out. ”

He Ying was very puzzled, could it be that Zhang Lang really wanted to let him, a policeman, go on vacation at such a critical moment.

"That's right, you can rest for two days, a full two days, but after two days, it's very busy, so I'll get in touch." After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"This kid is always so mysterious." He Ying hung up the phone and shook his head, although he still couldn't know why Zhang Lang was so confident and could judge that nothing would happen in the Wuhu Gang within two days, but He Ying still chose to trust Zhang Lang.

He Ying may not know that because Zhang Lang has always been right, he has a trace of blind belief as a logical and well-organized policeman.

Zhang Lang hung up the phone and did not rush to make another call, now, it is two o'clock in the afternoon, so it is still a period of time away from what will happen in the evening in Zhang Lang's prediction.

He decided to cook for Nian Ke'er first, and then make an important phone call.

Meals should be eaten little by little, and things should be done step by step.

Of course, Zhang Lang would not eat any quick-frozen food in the refrigerator as Gu Mengnan said.

Zhang Lang is very familiar with quick-frozen food, which is processed through rapid low temperature, that is, about minus 18 degrees.

Although this kind of food is quick-frozen, the water and juice in the food tissue will not be lost, and at such a low temperature, microorganisms will basically not multiply, and the safety of food is guaranteed, but at the same time, there are many shortcomings.

Although the water and juice in the tissues of quick-frozen food will not be lost, changes in the taste and flavor of the food are unavoidable. What's more, after flash freezing, the fat in the food will slowly oxidize, and the vitamins will also slowly break down. Therefore, the nutritional value of quick-frozen food cannot be compared with fresh fish, meat, etc.

In other words, the nutritional value of quick-frozen food is seventy or eighty percent of that of normal food.

Although this ratio is about the same as the remaining nutritional value of high-temperature milk, Zhang Lang will not choose this food to eat unless it is particularly urgent.

"Kerr, what do you want to eat?" After Zhang Lang hung up the phone, put on an apron, and came to the living room to ask Nian Keer, who was bored watching TV.

The girl's delicate body was lying on the sofa, holding her cheeks with both hands, but she felt like a sister next door. This is indeed Zhang Lang's current feeling for Nian Keer.

This little girl is like a sweet, cute sister next door.

"This ...... Zhang Lang: I'll eat whatever you do. Nian Keer replied cautiously, in her concept, few boys can cook, Zhang Lang will not make up for himself to make up for anything, especially Nian Keer knows that his father is currently doing things for Zhang Lang, let alone "difficult" Zhang Lang, otherwise......

Zhang Lang listened to Nian Ke'er's words, looked at the girl's eyes looking at him with some caution, and instantly understood, and said immediately: "Don't look at me as a man, in fact, in my hometown, I often cook." ”

Zhang Lang is telling the truth, when he was in Sanshen Mountain, he started cooking from a very young age, especially when the masters were in retreat, he had to eat alone, so he naturally had to learn to cook.

The only thing that surprised Zhang Lang himself was that many kitchen utensils, no, it should be said that there were many tools, such as TVs and computers, on the towering Sanshen Mountain.

Zhang Lang has also been to the nearby peaks, but there is nothing on the mountain except for tourist places. Could it be that there is something hidden on the Sanshen Mountain? Zhang Lang didn't understand very well, and the masters hadn't told him about these things, no matter which master it was.

That's right, Zhang Lang has more than one master, in fact, Zhang Lang has a total of three masters.

No, to be specific, there is actually a female master in Zhang Lang's heart......

Zhang Lang expelled the messy thoughts out of his mind, and sometimes, he thought too much about things, which made people very distressed.

"Are you really good at cooking?" Nian Keer was a little incredulous, this Zhang Lang was his father's "boss", and he was also a big celebrity in Nantian Trading Group......

In Nian Keer's view, cooking seems to be a matter only for "housewives and men", why does Zhang Lang do?

Thinking of the fact that Zhang Lang and Gu Mengmeng once sang on stage on Nancheng TV, Nian Keer couldn't help but be a little puzzled, could it be said that this boy is omnipotent? It's horrible.

"Yes, I really will, say, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Lang touched his nose and nodded affirmatively to Nian Ke'er's puzzled expression.

Seeing that Zhang Lang was so confident, if he didn't order food, wouldn't he say that he wouldn't give Zhang Lang face.

At the moment, Nian Keer did not hesitate, her red lips opened slightly, and she pointed to the country: "Back to the pot meat, boiled meat slices, mapo tofu, saliva chicken, braised beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, ......"

Ahh......h

Zhang Lang fully realized what it means to lift a stone to hit one's own feet, what it is to pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning, pretending to be pure to be wheeled, pretending to be bitten by dogs, and so on.

It turns out that there really exists such a thing as pretending to be forced to be inserted.

Looking at Nian Ke'er's innocent face full of anticipation, as well as the faint expectant eyes, Zhang Lang opened his mouth with difficulty and said slowly: "I try my best, I try my best to ......"

"Zhang Lang, come on, if you make it, I will give you a reward." Nian Keer put her hands to her lips and cheered Zhang Lang in the shape of a trumpet.

Zhang Lang waved his hand, did not take away a cloud, and walked into the kitchen.

After arriving at the kitchen, Zhang Lang almost spurted a mouthful of old blood through the kitchen.

Damn, how could I be so pretending.

Zhang Lang burst into tears, opened the wap of the Meizu mobile phone, and began to check one dish after another.

"Back pot meat, boiled pork slices, mapo tofu, saliva chicken, braised beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, ......" Zhang Lang looked at these dishes and "burst into tears", aren't these all those damn dishes ordered in the place of "Sichuan Xiangyuan"?

I didn't expect Nian Keer's impression of these dishes to be so familiar.

I can only try my best...... Hey, men are tired, men are tired, men and men cry and cry is not a sin.

Li Chuang, Foreman Li, this is what I owe you.

Zhang Lang thought about it, found some ingredients from the refrigerator constant temperature room and freezer, and washed them with a headache.

Hey, what you owe always has to be repaid.

Now, Li Chuang is working for himself, and Nian Ke'er's daughter, who is actually "working" for her, will have to pay it back sooner or later.

Zhang Lang could only laugh at himself and join the action of "housewives and men".

"You betrayed my love and brought harm, obviously it is a tragedy and I want to let go, you betrayed my love and brought haze, quietly waiting for the desperate departure, I can't understand the love you want......"

This is not the song "betraymylove" in Zhang Lang's mobile phone ringtone, but Zhang Lang hummed bitterly, and after speaking, chopped off the chicken butt of a chicken.

"The first stage of the target - saliva chicken."

"Hey, it seems a little difficult, let's make a call." Zhang Lang shook his head, looking at the roast chicken that was broken into slag after half chopped up, he had a headache, although he could never forget it, but he still couldn't do what he hadn't seen.

……

From about two o'clock to three o'clock, Zhang Lang spent almost an hour in the kitchen before he could barely get the six dishes that Nian Keer needed.

"Ke'er, it's time to eat." Zhang Lang wiped his sweat and took off his apron.

"Well, okay...... Yes! Nian Keer came to the table and exclaimed in surprise, oh my God, this is simply a collection in the "Chuanxiangyuan" restaurant, the original, it is exactly the same as the meal eaten in the "Chuanxiangyuan" restaurant.

"Small meaning, small meaning." Zhang Lang said stinkily.

Of course, Nian Keer wouldn't know that in order to make this dish, Zhang Lang called He Ying, who had just been "on vacation", and asked him to contact the chef of "Sichuan Xiangyuan".

The bitterness of men, who knows.

"Zhang Lang, close your eyes." Nian Keer said.

"Ah, why?" Zhang Lang was puzzled and asked suspiciously.

"I promised that if you do a good job, I will reward you." Nian Keer smiled, and the flowers were in full bloom.

"Uh...... All right. Zhang Lang closed his eyes obediently, with some small expectations, what gift would Nian Keer give himself?

Ahh......h