Of course, men can also eat it, and the taste is excellent.

The required ingredients were also replaced by Chen Mengtian with existing medicinal materials.

Stir-fried yam with fungus is also a medicinal dish.

This one is even simpler.

This dish is crispy, tender, and nutritious, and has many benefits, and can be eaten by men and women of all ages.

There is also a yam cake, which is simple and nutritious, and the taste is also very good.

The last more complicated pastry, Bazhen Cake.

This dish requires a bit more ingredients.

Chen Mengtian wrote down all the steps.

After writing the last stroke, Chen Mengtian put away his pen and looked at the recipe on the paper.

This is already four hot dishes, two pastries.

Chen Mengtian felt that there was little soup.

She thought about it and added two more soups, a medicinal chicken soup and a medicinal pork rib soup.

When she was done, she put down the pen in her hand, took the paper full of recipes in her hand, and did not go outside.

Chen Ping was sitting in the hall, and Chen Baojie and Jiang Zebei were not there.

Looking at the recipe in his hand, Chen Mengtian walked towards the other party.

"Uncle, the recipe has been written, you can go back and try your hand." She sent the recipe in her hand to Chen Ping's eyes.

The latter took it excitedly with both hands.

Glancing at the detailed steps above, Chen Ping was full of smiles.

"These dishes, as long as you make them taste, don't worry about our restaurant having no business, their taste can float all over the street, making people's mouths water when they smell it.

So uncle, you bother, make it a few more times, and be sure to make them original and attractive flavors. ”

Chen Ping withdrew his gaze to look at the recipe and looked at Chen Mengtian with a firm gaze.

He promised: "No problem, this is written very carefully, I will definitely make it, Tian girl, you can rest assured!" ”

"I believe that your sword is not old, uncle."

"Hahaha...... Tian girl will make me happy. ”

While the two were talking, Jiang Zebei and Chen Baojie walked into the front hall.

Chen Baojie glanced at the recipe in his father's hand, and said loudly: "Dad, let's go home, we have to go to town tomorrow, we have to go to bed early and get up early." ”

In fact, he saw that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian.

Chen Ping didn't know this, he stood up and walked towards his son, and responded: "Yes, go back first, I'll try to make these dishes tomorrow." ”

"I'll send you." Chen Mengtian kept up with Chen Ping's footsteps.

"No, no, no, and I'm not an outsider." Chen Baojie waved his hand and pulled his father away from Jiang's house, very quickly.

In the end, Chen Mengtian didn't send them, but Jiang Zebei followed to plug the gate.

When Jiang Zebei came back, Chen Mengtian had already entered the inner room.

She put a few new pieces of coal into the coal furnace.

If you burn like this, you don't have to get up again overnight, and the coal will be a little hot the next day.

After doing this, Jiang Zebei had already opened the curtain and walked in.

He didn't even look at Chen Mengtian, took off his coat, threw it on the shelf not far away, and walked to the bed.

When he saw the clothes on the bed, the indifference in his eyes changed to doubt.

The clothes placed on the couch were obviously not finished, and the corners were not finished.

He took two steps forward, reached out and scooped his shirt in his hand, and had a guess in his heart, but he didn't feel reliable at all.

Holding the shirt in his hand, Jiang Zebei did not compare it to himself.

Instead, he turned to look out the window.

However, the girl who was still standing there just now was no longer there at this time.

Jiang Zebei heard the sound of water in the ear room and knew that she was going to wash.