What he said was so vague that Jian Han didn't hear his words clearly, and couldn't help but ask, "What?" ”

"Nothing." Fang Qinghan smiled at her, raised his head, pointed to the small restaurant not far away, and smiled: "It's here." ”

Jian Han was slightly stunned, and looked in the direction of Fang Qinghan's finger, it was a very simple façade, not even a signboard, only a blackboard was placed at the door, and the three words braised pork on the blackboard were crooked, like a naughty boy's prank.

She asked in surprise, "Here?" ”

In such a humble place, will there be delicious braised pork?

The corners of Fang Qinghan's lips curled, "Just go and see!" ”

Jian Han followed Fang Qinghan suspiciously, and after seeing him enter the store, he took off his glasses, and the boss immediately greeted him warmly: "Boss Fang, here!" ”

Fang Qinghan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Yes, I just happened to be filming in Hengdian, and I couldn't help drooling when I thought of your braised pork." ”

The boss laughed and motioned for him to sit down at will.

There were six small square tables in total, and next to each square table was a bunch of standing horses, and there was a chessboard with chess drawn on the table, not a meal, and the small restaurant was empty, so the two people casually found a table and sat down, because the table was too small, and the knees of the two people inevitably touched each other when they sat down.

At this moment, Jian Han clearly heard a voice coming from the depths of his mind: "It's too close—"

She was stunned for a moment, and the voice seemed to be set to an infinite loop of automatic players, repeating over and over again: "Too close, too close—"

Jian Han was silent for a moment, silently moved back, and at the moment when she and Fang Qinghan's knees parted, the switch of the automatic player was turned off with a snap.

She moved forward cautiously again, pretending to inadvertently touch Fang Qinghan's long legs, and her voice sounded again: "It's too close—"

Jian Han: "......"

What the heck!

It's as if she has an automatic alarm installed on her, and the male god is a dangerous person!

But the male god who is so kind and kind, and also took her to observe the cooking process of braised pork, how can he be a dangerous person!

Jian Han was full of doubts, but there was no show on her face, and she smiled embarrassedly at Fang Qinghan who was looking at her: "Ahem, it's probably a little small, and it's not very customary to sit-"

Fang Qinghan smiled at her, there seemed to be a deep meaning in his eyes: "Don't look at this place is inconspicuous, there is wine hidden in the deep alley!" ”

Jian Han blurted out: "Brother Qinghan, you are talking nonsense, obviously the aroma of wine is not afraid of the deep alley, which means that no matter how deep the alley is, the aroma of good wine will also float out!" ”

After speaking, she was stunned for a moment, and this sentence blurted out without thinking, as if it had already existed in her memory, and she was just reading it again according to the script.

She clasped her hands together and sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally called Brother Qinghan again-"

Fang Qinghan's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he smiled slightly: "It's okay, you can call it if you want, I'm happy to be your brother." ”

Jian Han was stunned, for no other reason, the automatic alarm roared again, and the vague voice was extremely resolute: "Don't scream!" ”

She pulled the corners of her mouth and retorted in her heart, fans call him Fang Fang, only she calls him Brother Qinghan, how good!

The voice was stubborn, repeating it over and over again, making a posture of vowing not to give up until the goal was achieved.

Jian Han had a headache for a while, and responded in a series of ways, okay, I'm afraid of you, don't scream, don't scream!

The disturbing sound came to an abrupt end.

Jian Han said in his heart, it is really evil.

Fang Qinghan stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, and the voice in Jian Han's heart roared again: "Dodge, dodge, dodge-"

The tense atmosphere was like a bomber dropping a bomb on her head.

Jian Han subconsciously leaned back, just brushing with Fang Qinghan's fingertips, Jian Han was embarrassed, hell, where did the sound come from!

She can see that she can't have any physical contact with the male god now, and she has to be careful not even to speak, and she can't be too intimate.

Fang Qinghan's face was slightly stunned, obviously, this shot was missed, and he didn't expect it at all.

Jian Han laughed twice and quietly changed the topic: "What did you want to remind me just now?" ”

Fang Qinghan adjusted the expression on his face in a blink of an eye, and he pouted towards the stove behind Jian Han: "The boss has started to make braised pork——"

Jian Han turned his head and looked intently.

The owner of this small shop is a certain age, has the standard chef's body, and unexpectedly, when he starts cooking, his movements are unusually skillful.

grabbed a piece of three-inch square, fat and thin pork belly, and with a few clicks of the knife in his hand, it was cut into a square nail the size of mahjong, one inch long.

The water was already boiling in the pot on one side, and the meat was poured into it, and after turning it over several times with a grate, it was quickly removed, and then the boiling water was poured out, a thin layer of oil was added, and then the blanched meat was thrown in.

He made a series of movements in one go, and at first glance it was a kung fu that had been tempered thousands of times, Jian Han had a faint understanding, and his eyes stared at his movements without blinking.

The fried pieces of meat sizzled, and the room was soon filled with a rich aroma, Jian Han noticed that he only occasionally turned the pieces of meat, and he was not idle at other times, holding a clean rag in his hand, wiping the stove, and then wiping the pot handle.

Noticing Jian Han's eyes, the boss smiled innocently, raised the rag in his hand and said with a smile: "Our master said, as long as you don't hold a shovel in your hand, you have to keep holding the rag, don't look at my small shop, you look at this stove, you look at this cutting board and kitchen knife, which one is not as new as new!" ”

Jian Han's eyes widened, his stove was really shiny, there were almost no oil stains on it, she subconsciously looked at Fang Qinghan, Fang Qinghan smiled and bowed slightly at her.

The pot of small square meat was finally fried until golden brown, the boss poured out the meat, and began to fry the sugar color with his hands and feet, interestingly, he seemed to know that Jian Han was staring at him, raised his head from time to time, and smiled at Jian Han, as if the work in his hand was not worth his attention at all.

Jian Han frowned slightly, he was so careless, can the braised pork he made delicious?

As if seeing her question, Fang Qinghan chuckled and said: "Skill is diligent, since I started filming, Master Yu has been selling braised pork here, after so many years, with his eyes closed, Master Yu can also make braised pork——"

Speaking of this, he raised his voice and shouted into the stove: "Master Yu, isn't it?!" ”

Jian Han realized that the master had been listening to their conversation, and he was not small, Fang Qinghan's voice fell, he really found a towel, and blindfolded his eyes in three or two clicks!

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