Hearing this, everyone, including Ji Hengran, laughed.

The person known as Chef Cheng received a call from Jin Jian'an and also rushed over.

When he entered the door, Ji Hengran happened to be rolling up his sleeves, looked back at him, and said casually: "Lao Cheng, do you mind lending me your chef's clothes?" ”

Of course, he didn't think he could actually borrow it.

Sure enough, Chef Cheng looked at him, then at Ji Ran, and never agreed.

Ji Ran also turned around and looked at him.

This person is tall and thin, a little dark, and his eyes are a little powerful, as if he looks straight into people's hearts, which makes people shudder, and Ji Ran doesn't dare to look at him directly.

"Nope." He didn't save Ji Hengran any face: "I said it when I came, listen to you outside the kitchen, listen to me inside the kitchen." ”

Ji Ran was stunned.

I thought that there was such a number one person in Hengyuan.

Got it.

Ji Hengran didn't feel offended at all.

"Okay, I won't touch your things, okay?" He compromised.

Chef Cheng didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Jin Jian'an's last glimmer of hope was also dashed, and he shook his head at the moment.

According to Ji Ran's preferences, several people found out all the things, sorted them into categories, and even the ingredients had been processed cleanly.

Ji Ran didn't have anything to do other than put them in the pot.

"That lady ......," he hesitated.

Ji Hengran had already washed his hands, stopped the chef uniform he handed to Ji Ran, and put it on without hesitation.

"You ......" Ji Ran held his bare forearm and said anxiously: "I said that I was going to cook for you, which is an apology......

This...... It belonged to the boudoir of the boss and the proprietress of the hostess, and Jin Jian'an and the other remaining chef retreated in reality.

There were only two couples left in the kitchen.

Ji Ran inexplicably remembered the pair of uncles and sisters-in-law in the dream, and was in a trance for a while.

"Heng Ran ......" She leaned over and tilted her head to look at him, as if she wanted to recognize that the person in front of her was different from the dream.

Ji Hengran glanced at her, his subordinates moved neatly, and they were very skilled in washing and washing, and they didn't give her any chance to refute at all.

"You can also cook?" She asked, finally giving up resistance.

Ji Hengran thought about it.

"Not really, but the two things you said happen to be very skilled. By the way, do you want to drink for a while? If you want to drink, call and ask Conchen to take you to the cellar to pick a bottle. He said, "I ordered a batch of red wine this year, even if it is our wedding anniversary." A total of 100 bottles, how about drinking one bottle every year on your wedding anniversary in the future? ”

Ji Ran crossed his fingers and counted, a hundred bottles...... That is to say......

"Ji Hengran, do you want to live to ...... One hundred and thirty years old? She smiled, feeling very ...... for his beautiful vision Like.

Ji Hengran also smiled: "I'm not afraid enough......"

He thought about it really seriously as he spoke, "Let's live first, maybe, at that time, some elixir will be researched, and when the time comes, the two of us will really be together." ”

After saying that, he laughed first.

Ji Ran sat on the side, tilting his head to look at him, his gaze gradually softening.

"It's hard to imagine that such childish words would come out of your mouth." She said softly.

Ji Hengran glanced back at her and didn't speak.

Ji Ran looked at his busy back and said seriously: "Hengran, I really learned these two dishes online for a long time, I really want to help you cook a meal, okay?" ”

Ji Hengran also asked her rhetorically: "Then I'll make you a meal, isn't it?" ”

"It's not bad." She hesitated.

Ji Hengran continued: "Your hands, like Shen Pan, don't have to do this. ”