Chapter 231

He Jinghui was thinking about the new essential oil ratio, and he didn't know how long it had been, when he heard the sound of brisk footsteps coming from outside the house, and the familiar happy voice of Lan Mengmei paper humming a minor key, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift lightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After closing the notebook and putting down the slender special charcoal pen, He Jinghui stretched his waist and stood up, just in time to see Lan Meng appear at the door with a food box.

"Sister, come here, come quickly, see you're tired." He Jinghui couldn't help but be startled when he saw the petite Lan Meng carrying such a huge food box, and hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

"That's naturally a good taste, sister, you haven't eaten yet, come, sit down and eat together, that Ah Qiu, go get a pair of dishes and chopsticks." He Jinghui urged Lan Meng to sit down, and at the same time instructed Ah Qiu, who was standing aside.

"No, I'll go to the kitchen and eat, I've already left the food for myself." Lan Meng said a little embarrassed.

"What's this, so many dishes, I can't finish it by myself, we just don't have time to talk about it during this time, just talk while eating for a while."

At He Jinghui's insistence, Lan Meng sat down face to face with He Jinghui with some twists. The petite and cute little face is faintly faintly faint.

"By the way, do you remember the first time we met when we were in the Western Regions?" He Jinghui saw that Lan Meng looked a little shy, so he had to speak to divert his attention.

"Yes, of course I remember, at first I thought you were a bad person, but Wangcai is really cute, and Wangcai is your dog, so ......" Lan Meng squinted his apricot eyes that bent into moon buds and said.

He Jinghui looked at the slender little woman in front of him with a dull gaze, and muttered for a long time. "Girl, are you doing this?"

"What's wrong? It's really like this, I really thought at first that you were a bad person, but then I thought about it, you are actually the owner of such a cute puppy as Wangcai, so your heart should not be too bad. Lan Meng blinked his cute apricot eyes and said innocently to He Jinghui.

He Jinghui really felt that life became very unbeautiful in an instant, this woman couldn't speak, right? It's because of a dog that he thinks he's a good person.

According to this reasoning, Wangcai's goods actually became his benefactor?

"Okay, let's talk about other topics, are you still used to staying in Jiangnan?" He Jinghui felt that the last topic was really impossible to talk about, and if they continued to talk, they were afraid that the two of them would not even be able to be friends.

"It's good, it's warm and humid, it makes me feel like my skin isn't as dry and rough as it was when I was in Windy City, and there's a lot more ingredients here than in the Western Regions, so I'm sure I'll be able to learn a lot of new dishes." Lan Meng smiled quickly and vividly.

“…… Is there anything you don't fit into? Or is there any requirement that there is not? He Jinghui had no choice but to continue to ask.

Lan Meng thought about it seriously and shook his head. "That's not true, I eat and sleep well here, and everyone is very nice to me, I have a lot of fun here, and the important thing is that I can learn a lot of new dishes......

"Okay, it's good if you think it's good, by the way, didn't I discuss with you about opening a restaurant before? How's that, do you have the confidence to be a good chef? ”

Lan Meng heard this, and after hesitating for a long time, he slowly shook his head. "Brother He, I don't think I have learned many Jiangnan dishes now, so if I really want to open a restaurant, I'm afraid that the taste will not be consistent with the one here, or wait for me to study for some time, okay?"

He Jinghui didn't expect Lan Meng to say this, but Lan Meng's words were not unreasonable, the taste of Jiangnan cuisine was indeed quite different from that of the Western Regions.

"Okay, let's wait for a while, by the way, the dishes and chopsticks are here, hurry up and eat, I just have a taste of the girl's craftsmanship......" He Jinghui saw that Ah Qiu had already rushed over with the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile after taking it.

"Well, okay Brother He, you can taste it first, and then give some advice." Lan Meng didn't make a move after taking the dishes and chopsticks, but looked at He Jinghui with a very nervous expression in his apricot eyes, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to correct his midterm exam.

He Jinghui raised his sleeves and stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried pork liver, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then solemnly stretched out his thumb to Lan Meng. "Yes, sister, your stir-fried pork liver is just right, it's very tender and not too hot at all."

"Then Brother He, you can taste this ...... again" After hearing He Jinghui's praise, Lan Meng couldn't help but be overjoyed, and after shaking his fist excitedly, he pointed to a dish next to him.

Lan Meng made three dishes, one soup, except for one that was slightly more vegetables and salt when stir-fried, the others were very delicious. At least Mr. Ho, the excellent food critic, didn't notice any glaring flaws in the other three dishes.

"Really? Brother He, you are not allowed to deceive people. Lan Meng glared at He Jinghui with a look of disbelief.

"How, how could I lie to you, the taste of these dishes you make is indeed very good, only the salt of this dish is a little more, this kind of seasonal vegetable, the most important thing is to be light, so the salt is a little less at most." He Jinghui nodded and explained as a matter of course.

It was very pleasant to talk while eating, from the food, to the Western Regions, and in the end, when it came to Lan Meng's body, He Jinghui knew why Lan Meng would appear in the City Lord's Mansion in Windy City.

Lan Meng's parents are both from Windy City, and his father is the guard of the Lord of Windy City, and he died because of protecting the Lord of Windy City, so the Lord of Windy City took his wife and daughter Lan Meng into the mansion, and when Lan Meng was twelve years old, his mother passed away.

And after that, Lan Meng still stayed there, and the little girl had a sweet mouth and was flexible enough to see things, so the kitchen liked this cute and cute little girl very much, and the chefs in the kitchen also taught this diligent and inquisitive little chef, so she had good cooking skills at such a young age.

"However, I have been in the Windy City for too long, I have always dreamed of leaving, going out for a walk, and seeing what the world is like, but in the past, my master was old, so I had to take care of him, but last year, after the master died, I kept thinking about leaving, but I never had a chance, until I met you."

He Jinghui really admired this little girl's brave adventurous spirit, and couldn't help but half-jokingly said. "Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

"Of course you are not afraid, because you are the owner of Wangcai, and such a cute dog as Wangcai believes in you and treats you as the master, so you are definitely not a bad person." After Lan Meng blinked his eyes, such a sentence came out.

Like a cruel sharp knife, it pierced He Jingxuan's heart fiercely, and Lan Meng used her actual language to let Young Master He understand what it means to be inferior to a dog.

It seems that this woman doesn't know how to chat, but she doesn't want to chat with herself. He Jinghui was so angry that he almost burst into tears, and a good dinner directly made Young Master He lose his appetite.

"Hey, why don't you eat it, Brother He? Isn't it delicious? Lan Meng, who was eating very happily, couldn't help but ask when he saw He Jinghui holding chopsticks in a daze.

"It's not that it's not delicious, but I'm very congested now, and I'm full." He Jinghui said with a numb face.

Lan Meng suddenly wrinkled his cute little face and said. "Oh, that's not good, Brother He, you can eat a little more, or there is too much meat left, and you won't be able to eat Wangcai and snowballs in a while."

“…… I, I eat, I feel like I can eat again. As soon as she heard this cute soft girl actually mention dogs again, He Jinghui, who was so angry that she had a myocardial infarction, decided to turn her grief and anger into food, well, try not to give those two dogs any chance.

In the end, when Lan Meng left, He Jinghui first stood up with a smile on his face, and asked Na Aqiu to accompany Lan Meng with a food box containing leftovers, and after the two left their sight, they hiccuped a huge fullness, and with a look of grief and indignation, they began to go over the hawthorn.