Han Chuan felt that his forehead was sweating, and he glanced at Xiao Shuang'er unconsciously, but saw that the dead girl was smuggling her mouth.

Very good.

The rice of the little chubby pair is halved.

Ironclad, it's useless for anyone to intercede!

Turning his head, he still had to shirk it specifically, and thought of the sentence with a squeeze of intestines, "... The people you all look up to are the best, but..."

Before Han Chuan finished speaking, he was cut off by Mrs. Feng, "That's natural!" Brother Wei, oh, that little student's surname is Wei, the small character is Ma Ge, and my father didn't tell me the big name, you two will meet in the future, you can ask yourself... That little boy I have seen a real person, he looks really good, thin eyebrows and fine eyes, long body, about a head taller than you, good temperament, talking three points and laughing, I have never seen him quarrel with people, but he is a little ashamed, the habit of a scholar... When I first married Zecheng, he avoided me even when he cleaned his face and changed his socks... After a long time, he will be a jade-faced little Jiaolang, and eventually he will have to become a big man. ”

Don't say it, Mrs. Feng's sense of language is really good.

Such three words, not only rhyme, but also the image of Lord Yu's feet picking feet is more vivid.

Han Chuan was slightly embarrassed and funny, and he couldn't laugh out loud, after all, Lord Yu was a promising court official...

Mrs. Feng sighed, "Don't patronize and laugh, I said everything, if you agree, let's continue to talk." If you don't agree, let's take care of it before it happened, we haven't said these things. ”

Han Chuan shook his head.

It sounds like a good person, Mrs. Feng is sincere, and she can't be wrong with people, if she doesn't really think it's good, she can't help her hear about this marriage before going out.

"The person you look at is a good person. It's just that you think about it, let's have this condition. Han Chuan raised his eyes and looked at the restaurant, "It's just such a restaurant, it's still a murderous house." In addition to this, there are no relatives, no family wealth, and no reputation and upbringing, and the son is just the shopkeeper of a small restaurant, who can cook first-hand food, except for this, he has nothing, which is really high. ”

Mrs. Feng doesn't like to listen to Han Chuan's delirium.

There is a house in Xusimen, and the location of the house is not bad, there is a prince's mansion in the front, and there is an official eunuch in the back, and people can't buy it if they want to! Also, "Shi Xian" is a signboard, there is no white ding, talk and laugh are all Confucian, the British public San Langjun, the fourth son of the current emperor, and the heads of several big businessmen all love to come here, not to mention the spring and autumn season, the reader loves to gather in the "Shi Xian", and the poems and songs are proud of the white wall of the "Shi Xian"!

Let's not talk about these external objects.

Let's talk about Han Chuan - the female envoy released from the palace, a serious white family, born in a good family, the craftsmanship on the stove is amazing, and he saved this family business by himself. It is worthy of the prince and the phoenix grandson!

Mrs. Feng patted her knee with her hand, "What are you talking about!" What are you climbing! You earn more money a year than my family, marry a wife and marry a virtuous person, this lady and grandmother in the capital can justify your name - the hardness of broken porcelain Mingzhi is not available to any girl! ”

Han Chuan was a little embarrassed to be praised - some time ago, he told someone that the oath can be counted...

"You're so ridiculous... You think I'm good, it's because you see me every day, and you're a neighbor..."Han Chuan is like sitting on pins and needles, two lifetimes, no one has ever said this to her..."You think I'm good, it's the same as Grandpa Bai thinks I'm good, acquaintances are familiar, I'm embarrassed to feel bad... If you really take it out and say it, no one will think I'm good..."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Feng patted Han Chuan's thigh, "I told my father about your situation, and the letter from Huizhou praised you!" ”

"What can you praise me..."Han Chuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Praise you for having brains and being able to do business!"

Han Chuan couldn't cry or laugh even more, okay, businessmen choose their wives a lot more casually, only look at the benefits, not those who are empty.

"Then you thank them for me..."Han Chuan propped up the table, ready to run, "It's just that it's still small, the restaurant hasn't been open for long, and many things haven't been done yet, and now the store is too small, and I want to expand outward, there are so many people in our store, four or five mouths have to eat, it's not good to do business, how can we support such a big store?" You've got your kindness, and now isn't a good time..."

Mrs. Feng grabbed Han Chuan's wrist, "How can you disagree!" ”

My dear Madame Fung...

Didn't you just say it yourself, and if you agree, you can continue to talk, and if you don't agree, forget it...

Mrs. Feng's eyes rolled three times, and she let go, "If you don't agree, it's okay, I think this family business is good, if you don't agree, then I'll keep it, and when your master's body is better, I'll go and talk to his old man, he is your serious elder." The craftsman worships the teacher is to recognize his father, your master's words, do you listen or not? ”

This is a bit of a lack of martial arts, right?

Han Chuan frowned sadly.

Mrs. Feng smiled and patted the back of Han Chuan's hand, "You meet first, if you think it's okay to meet in person, let's continue to talk, if you feel that you can't see the right eye, let's stop in time." Brother Wei will rest tomorrow night, I asked Zecheng to make an appointment to come over for dinner, do you remember to leave a small table, Huizhou cuisine knows? ”

Hui cuisine...

I know, why don't I know?

Edamame tofu, stinky mandarin fish, stewed soft-shelled turtle...

Unique, with a unique flavor.

Han Chusheng nodded unlovedly.

Mrs. Feng laughed and pulled the little girl's round face, "Cheer up!" Success or failure in this move, prepare a table of authentic Huizhou cuisine, let's let that kid open his eyes. ”

It's okay to cook, but it's a little hard to open your eyes.

Unless you make a table of flowers out.

Mrs. Feng has talked about this, and she has to meet her because of her feelings, in case she meets her, what if she thinks she is vulgar and embarrassed to open a restaurant to make money?

Han Chuan thought so, and on the second day, he opened a list for Boss Jia to help buy, and prepared a soft-shelled turtle, two catties of belly, two fresh anchovies, an old hen full of spirit and a duckling, the ham pickled in the backyard was not yet cooked, and the ham that stole Grandpa Bai's house was so sliced that only bones remained, so he could only cheekily ask Xiao Shuang'er to go to Grandpa Bai's house to rub some more.

It's just that what Han Chuan never expected was that the fat pair understood that the "rubbing a little" was to carry a whole pickled pork hind leg back...

Okay, too.

The ham is fresh, and there are many ways to put it into the dish to enhance the freshness and flavor, and it can be used in the future.

Make a ham stewed soft-shelled turtle, take the fat and thin ham meat, chop it into four large pieces, take the green onion knot, ginger slices, Shao wine and simmer slowly, simmer until the soft-shelled turtle elastic soft and juicy skirt and skin fully absorb the salty and fragrant taste of the ham, and then you can get out of the pot.