Almost after Director Xu told the story of mapo tofu, Ning Huan decided to make this dish, whether it was successful or not.

I don't know how long Director Xu has been rambling over there, but after Ning Huan got what he wanted, he threw his phone aside and prepared lunch with peace of mind.

Director Xu has never been a person without a target, and if he can tell the importance of mapo tofu to Han Lao today, then this dish must be very important to Han Lao.

Besides, from the time he entered the Faculty of Letters in his freshman year, he knew about one of the traditions of the Faculty of Letters, the feelings of the Faculty of Letters.

The Faculty of Liberal Arts of Jiang University is the oldest college in the whole Jiang University, and other colleges have been dismantled and merged, and have been adapted and integrated to varying degrees, but only the Faculty of Letters has stood tall for a hundred years, which is also the reason why the Faculty of Liberal Arts has a transcendent status in the whole Jiang University.

Such a large college, because of the long history and the pride and pride of everyone in the Academy, the feelings of the Academy of Letters came into being.

As far as he knows, about forty or fifty years ago, the feelings of this literary academy have become popular, and it is probably estimated that it is the era of Han Lao and them.

The so-called literary academy is a love word.

It's not Ning Huan who said it, it's the real Academy of Literature that has taken the word love to the extreme.

Whether it is the summer social practice or the annual double welcome party, or even some usual activities, they are all inseparable from a love word, at best it is a slow human touch, at worst it is a bad ......

emmmmm……

There is no such thing as a bad thing.

Therefore, Han Lao, as the generation of the rise of the feelings of the Academy of Literature, must have a great feeling for this, no matter whether the mapo tofu he made today is good or not, at least he has achieved a love word.

Full of human touch, even if it is not the taste that Han Lao likes, it will not be annoying to him.

Director Xu, the old fox, revealed to him that he clearly wanted him to do it and try, but the dead duck said the opposite.

Hmph, the mouth said no, the body ...... Well, no, it's still very honest in words.

After making up his mind, Ning Huan took a look at the remaining ingredients and had a plan in his heart, the four of them, not only to not waste but not too little, plus the four of Fang Cai, a total of five, and add one dish and one soup, just enough to make up six dishes and one soup, thinking about it, it should be a problem.

Spicy, sweet, what's missing?

Soup......

Ning Huan remembered the tomato soup last time she took Shen Wenyan to eat, and she was drooling when she thought about it, so she just cooked it again today.

Du Mo didn't know how to cook, so he could only say what Ning Huan said and did on the side, but fortunately, Du Mo was not too stupid and didn't drag his feet, and with his help, the speed was much faster.

It didn't take long for Ning Huan to prepare six dishes and one soup, and Ning Huan deliberately covered the dishes after they came out of the pot.

Seeing that the last dish was about to come out of the pot, Ning Huan asked Du Mo to go to the study to call someone to eat.

Du Mo had already smelled the fragrance and was grunting with hunger, and after listening to Ning Huan's instructions, where would he hesitate, and went directly to the study.

Old Han and Old Mrs. Han were also really relieved by Ning Huan and Du Mo, who had been cooking for so long, and they didn't show up.

If Ning Huan knew that Old Madam Han was thinking that she would not come out with anything but add chaos to destroy her excellent image, she was afraid that she would vomit blood.

"Master, where are we going to set the meal?" Looking at Old Madam Han who had entered the kitchen, Ning Huan raised her head and asked with a smile.

"In the living room, my air conditioner is turned on, and the living room is warm, and the old man doesn't have to be afraid of the cold when he comes out to eat." Saying that, Old Madam Han actually approached like a child to see Ning Huan's cooking.

"What are you doing, it smells so good, I thought you were just talking, I didn't expect you to really cook." Old Madam Han sneered.

In fact, the heart has already blossomed, hahaha caught the strong man, this time I don't have to worry about running out of food, a while let the old man coerce and lure him, let him cook later, and then let him go when the aunt comes back, she doesn't know how long she hasn't eaten a good meal, and she doesn't dare to eat more vegetables outside when she is old, and she is always afraid that all kinds of additives are not good for her health.

But the aunt asked for leave again, God knows that in the days when the aunt was not there, she counted the days with her fingers every day, and now there is probably less than a month to calculate, and it is her and the old man's life that she and the old man can resist last month.

She also thought that he was going to starve to death with the old man, or give in to eating takeout and messy things outside, but it was really not okay to freeze dumplings and glutinous rice balls, and no matter how bad the supermarket still had ready-made noodles, she would just buy it back and take a while.

I don't know why the noodles made by others are full of color and fragrance, and the noodles she orders will fall off every time.

And it doesn't look delicious, isn't cooking also requires talent? But she obviously saw that her aunt's noodles were very simple, and her steps were not wrong, but she couldn't make noodles well, and she still had palpitations when she remembered the experience of noodles last time, and she doubted life when she ate that pot of noodles.

If it weren't for the hard work of every grain and not being wasted, she wouldn't have eaten too much!

It's so good now, I can finally eat a meal that people eat, happy......

The old man would be happy to see this.

"I usually have nothing to do by myself, but it's just to fill my stomach, it's good that you and Teacher Han don't dislike it." After pouring the tomato sliced soup in the pot into a small basin, Ning Huan wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"You don't have to worry about the kitchen, just wait at the living room table with the teacher, I'll have everything ready here, and I'll bring it out immediately." Seeing Old Madam Han staring at the covered plate stealthily, Ning Huan said with some amusement.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not tight, it's not bad for a while, I'll take a look, just take a look, I'll know what there is until I see it, and it's convenient to tell the old man what to eat in a while, otherwise he will complain about me and don't care about anything." Old Madam Han turned around without a trace to block Ning Huan's sight, opened the covered dishes one by one, and secretly tasted them like a child, sighing with satisfaction from time to time.

Ning Huan: ............

He actually wanted to say that with his height, Old Madam Han couldn't stop him at all, okay? He could see it perfectly.

But should he not be able to speak? It doesn't seem to be appropriate, so forget it and pretend you can't see it.

I don't know if Mrs. Han is hiding her ears and stealing the bell like this.

"Alright, I'll call the old man. You've worked hard! After tasting all the dishes next to each other, Mrs. Han walked out of the kitchen with a smile on her face, Ning Huan knew that her meal should be considered a pass, at least not too bad.

I hope that Old Han is as easy to buy as Old Madam Han and can be bought by a meal, so that Wen Yan's matter will be more certain!