What Liu Mingxi had in his heart, An Juan didn't know very clearly.

She was surrounded by everyone at this time, and everyone congratulated her with a smile and wished her the championship.

Luo Yelin was even more courageous, reached out and hugged An Xuan's arm, and congratulated her with a smile: "Juan'er, this is the first championship you have won, but there will be more and more in the future." ”

Regarding Luo Yelin's words, An Juan had no emotion on his face, and even smiled modestly: "I'm just a newcomer, and I have to work harder in the future to get better results." ”

After speaking, many people in charge of the restaurant stepped forward and took the initiative to invite An Juan, hoping to cooperate with Yuanju Pavilion and carry forward these dishes that were already popular throughout Jincheng.

…… It can also give these foods that are called "country food" a little more name and add some grade.

For these people's overtures, An Juan naturally will not refuse.

She smiled and chatted with the restaurant owners and excellent chefs, and then left the competition venue, planning to clean up the restaurant and reopen tomorrow.

And because she won the game, Yuanjuge must also use this as a gimmick to do a wave of publicity.

They had a lot to do, so as soon as they left the competition venue, An Juan gathered everyone together and carefully assigned tasks.

After everyone understood what they were going to do, An Wan gave an order, and everyone quickly dispersed and rushed to their respective destinations.

In fact, they don't have much to do, but it's very complicated, and they need to communicate more with the masters.

The game ended in the afternoon, and by the evening, they had almost finished everything and returned to the small courtyard where they had originally gathered.

Luo Yelin saw that they were busy, so he also asked someone from the palace to come over to help.

In order to thank Luo Yelin, and also to celebrate the success of their competition, An Juan specially cooked a dish to entertain everyone.

Standing in front of the stove, looking at the ingredients purchased next to her, An Wan thought for a long time before she figured out what to do.

Let's make a jajanjangmyeon, and it just so happens that she wants to eat noodles too.

With some thoughts in his heart, An Juan's movements became faster.

She boiled a pot of water, poured the cleaned soybean sprouts into it, boiled for two or three minutes, fished it out with a colander, passed it through the cold water, and then dried it and put it aside for later use.

Then she took out a wok, poured a little oil into it, and when it was about 40 percent hot, poured the minced pork and ginger into it and stir-fried.

When the minced pork gave off the aroma of meat and the color was a little whitish, An Juan probably recognized the contents of the bowl and poured a small bowl of sauce into it.

The originally greasy aroma of the meat changed in an instant, with a slight salty aroma of soybean paste, and the two aromas were intertwined, which was extremely attractive.

She reached out and fanned the smoke floating on the wok with her hand, and looked down at the contents of the pan.

It looked like the meat sauce was a little dry, An Wan frowned, scooped out a small bowl of boiling water just now, and poured it into the pot.

When the meat sauce in the pot began to bubble, An Juan poured in the dried tofu that had just been diced and stirred together.

When it was almost done, An Wan turned around and took out a chopstick from the basket on the wall, dipped it in a little sauce juice, and put it in her mouth to taste it carefully.

It seems a little light.

Seeing that Luo Yelin was watching with interest from the side, An Juan beckoned him to bring the salt shaker over and asked her to pinch a handful.

After stirring well again, Anwan put the lid on the pot and went to make noodles.

After about half an hour, An Wan finished the noodles, and the sauce for the fried noodles was ready to come out.

As soon as she put the sauce into a small pot, the smell of fresh flavor filled the entire restaurant.

As soon as Song Qin and Song Jian came back, they smelled the fragrance, so they asked curiously, "Sister, what delicious food did you make?" ”

After a while, An Xuan's voice came along with the sound of gurgling water: "I made fried noodles, you guys quickly clean up and eat noodles." ”

At this time, An Juan had already cooked the noodles almost enough.

She fished out the noodles, passed them through the cold water, and then asked Luo Yelin to help bring them to the table.

She took a few pairs of chopsticks and put them on the table.

If An Juan brought something, the people at the table could barely hold their breath.

But after seeing Luo Yelin holding the basin, everyone couldn't calm down, and stood up to greet Luo Yelin.

It wasn't until Luo Yelin was the first to fall to the seat, filled a big bowl of noodles, and poured a lot of sauce on it, that everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat.

Jajangmyeon is an enduring delicacy, and even those who are poor in material matter will always eat that bowl during the New Year's Festival.

Therefore, everyone is no stranger to jajangmyeon.

But the fried noodles made by An Juan, I don't know if the ingredients are different, or the craftsmanship is different, and it tastes particularly delicious.

Seeing that everyone was eating noodles with their heads down, An Juan smiled and began to eat as well.

After eating, Song Qin and An Juan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together.

The two of them stood side by side in front of the pool, watching the oil splash rise to the surface.

An Juan reached out and pulled her sleeve up to the crook of her arm, lowered her head and cleaned the dishes and chopsticks seriously.

Song Qin also hurriedly cleaned up together, but couldn't help but call An Juan: "Sister An." ”

"How?" An Wan turned her head to look at her suspiciously.

"It's nothing ......" Song Qin hesitated for a long time before she finally made up her mind, sorted out what she wanted to say in her heart, and continued what she had just said: "By the way, Sister An, Lord Ye is really good to you." ”

An Juan never expected Song Qin to suddenly mention this matter.

So she paused and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly mention this?" ”

"He is obviously a prince, but he is still willing to bring a pot of noodles to the table of our subordinates for the sake of Sister An." She sighed.

"In our day and age, unless you're a chef, no other man will help serve anything at all...... And even if they help with the cooking, they don't think about anything else......"

After listening to Song Qin's words, An Wan pursed her lips and smiled.

She has lived two lifetimes, and she has seen no more and no fewer men, how many of them.

And Luo Yelin is among them, whether it is appearance or personality, he is the existence of the best people.

"The prince's personality is very good, and the person is not bad......" An Juan paused, thinking that although the two of them now have a faint momentum of development, they are still not too arrogant, so when the words came here, he quickly turned a corner: "He has always been so polite, I will help him with my request...... Even if you ask for it, it should be the same ending. ”

…… I'll dare to speak first, and then I'll talk about anything else.

Song Qin complained silently in her heart, but she also understood An Juan's mood that she didn't want to talk about it anymore.

So she quickly shifted the topic to fried noodles and stopped talking about Luo Yelin and An Juan.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, An Juan returned to the front of the hotel and found that it was now slowly darkening, but Luo Yelin was still sitting here.

"Lord Wang?" She asked, confused.

Seeing An Juan, Luo Yelin smiled, and then stood up: "The things made by Juan'er are so delicious, just now this king couldn't help but eat a few more bowls, and now his stomach is a little swollen, so he wants to sit down and eliminate his food." ”

"Hmm." An Juan nodded: "Do you want to drink some more sour plum soup to eat?" It's not good for your body to have a swollen stomach all the time. ”

"No, you don't." Luo Yelin walked a few steps in place: "I'll leave immediately." ”

After saying this, Luo Yelin planned to turn around and leave.

But he suddenly thought of something, and his body, which had been half turned, came back and settled in front of An Juan.

Just when An Juan was inexplicable, Luo Yelin reached out and grabbed her palm.

"Juan'er, why are your hands cold?" He touched it up and down again, and found that An Juan's hands were still wet: "Did you touch the water?" This water is too cold and not good for the body. ”

Looking at Luo Yelin's worried appearance, An Juan curled the corners of her lips and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm just washing dishes with cold water...... And I'm still young, so I won't have any problems with my body, so I don't have to worry about it. ”

An Xuan's eyes carried a natural openness, and Luo Yelin's face also carried unpretentious sincerity and worry: "This is wrong. ”

He even took the initiative to refute An Juan: "Many illnesses are caused by not knowing how to maintain and squandering the body at will...... The personal maid that this king found for you, you remember to ask her to help you wash the dishes. ”

Seeing that An Wan opened her mouth to refuse, Luo Yelin hurriedly added: "If Wan'er is unwilling, I will find you another dishwasher." ”

“……”

An Xuan, who didn't want to trouble Luo Yelin anymore, quickly shook her head and nodded again.

Finally she spoke, "Okay, I'll leave the matter to the maid." ”