When she woke up the next day, Xia Wan'an thought that Han Jingnian, who was drunk, would sleep a little longer, who knew that when she opened her eyes, there was still no one around, she simply washed up, and went to the restaurant for breakfast.

I didn't expect Han Jingnian to have a good night at home, I was stunned, and then I noticed that Han Jingnian was wrapped in the heokitty apron she usually wore for cooking.

Xia Wan'an couldn't help but sigh for a moment, and then stared at Han Jingnian a few times, I have to say that although this heokitty pink apron is very feminine, it is worn on Han Jingnian's body, and there is no sense of disobedience, and it even adds a bit of home, making him look much closer to the people.

Han Jingnian, who had set the table, saw the figure standing at the entrance of the restaurant out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look: "Wake up"

Xia Wanhao came back to his senses, said "En", and then said again while walking towards the restaurant: "Why haven't you gone to work yet?"

"I don't have anything to do this morning, I'll go after breakfast," Han Jingnian said, unbuttoning his apron, and then he casually put the apron on the chair next to him, went around to the other side of the dining table, pulled out a chair, and motioned for Xia Wanliang to sit: "Eat breakfast, it just happened." ”

After Xia Goodnight sat down, he looked at the various breakfast and side dishes on the table in front of him, and was a little surprised: "It's all made by you"

Han Jingnian said "um", served a bowl of porridge to Xia Wan'an, and put it in front of her.

"Thank you," Xia Goodnight thanked him, then took the spoon, stirred the porridge to dissipate heat, and looked up at Han Jingnian, who was serving porridge to himself, and asked, "When did you learn to make breakfast?"

Han Jingnian took the porridge and sat down directly opposite Xia Goodnight, "Two hours ago." ”

Xia Goodnight, who had just scooped a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into his mouth, almost squirted out the porridge when he heard this answer.

Two hours ago, that is to say, Han Jingnian is now learning and selling

Han Jingnian knows how to cook porridge, she has drunk it many times, so the taste is nothing, just the other breakfasts on this table

Each of the tofu cubes in the green vegetable tofu is the same size, the xiaolongbao is exactly the same as if carved out of a mold, the length and thickness of the fritters are the same at a glance, and even the vinegar sauce on the two plates of xiaolongbao is the same

Although he had drunk many times the diced meat and vegetables cooked by Han Jingnian and always had the same size porridge, he couldn't help but be shocked for a while when he looked at the orderly breakfast on this table, and then he took the chopsticks, sandwiched a xiaolongbao, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The taste is surprisingly delicious

Xia Wan'an couldn't help but sandwich another xiaolongbao, "This xiaolongbao is even more delicious than the one I bought outside, the meat filling of your xiaolongbao was successfully adjusted at one time?"

Han Jingnian, who was drinking porridge, was silent for a few seconds, and then stuffed most of the meat filling in the trash can, directly as if it had never happened, nodded calmly, and said "um".

"It's amazing" Xia Wan'an praised Han Jingnian without hesitation, and then tasted other breakfasts, and found that every taste was not picky, so he couldn't help but praise again: "Han Jingnian, I didn't see it, you are still a hidden cooking master"