Zeng Hao glared impatiently: "Why do you talk so much?" If you are told to eat, you will eat, whatever you want, I will naturally make money. I tell you, as long as I am here, we will never live the same poor life again! ”

Pan Jinlian sneered twice: "I'm not afraid of blowing the cowhide out." ”

After speaking, she picked up the braised pork in the bowl, put it in her mouth and chewed it vigorously, as if the braised pork was Zeng Hao.

Then, her pupils dilated again.

Because, once again, she was amazed by the taste of braised pork!

Pan Jinlian tasted another bite of green vegetables, the surprise on her face had reached the point of no return, and she muttered in her mouth: "It's delicious." ”

"Of course." Zeng Hao's expression was proud.

A good foodie must not only be good at eating, but also good at cooking.

"How do you do that? Why is it so delicious! Pan Jinlian couldn't help but ask.

"Just amplify the heat and stir-fry." Zeng Hao replied casually.

didn't expect Pan Jinlian to be shocked in place again: "You, you, you actually know how to stir-fry?!!! ”

Zeng Hao felt strange, isn't it a very common thing to know how to stir-fry, what is there to make a fuss about?

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that he was now in the Song Dynasty, and in the Song Dynasty, although the cooking technique of stir-frying had appeared, it had not yet become popular, and it was only in the hands of those top chefs, such as the imperial chef who specially cooked for the emperor, the top restaurant chef in Tokyo, etc., and would never be easily taught to others.

The cooking methods of ordinary people are generally boiled or baked, and most people may not be able to eat stir-fried vegetables for the rest of their lives.

Zeng Hao felt as if he had found a way to make a fortune quickly - become a chef and open a restaurant!

The more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt, but opening a restaurant required a cost, and the little savings that Wu Dalang had left was far from enough.

Zeng Hao suddenly remembered that he saw a restaurant that was about to close down in the market today, and he felt that this might be an opportunity, so he made a plan in his heart and prepared to go over tomorrow to talk to the boss.

At this time, Pan Jinlian's crisp and pleasant voice sounded again: "Wu Dalang, when did you learn to stir-fry?" ”

"An epiphany."

"Stingy, tell me it won't be anything."

"Believe it or not."

"Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to know yet!"

Pan Jinlian angrily picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth, chewing angrily.

At the same time, she began to believe in what Zeng Hao just said - we will never live the same poor days as before!

After all, it is difficult for people who know how to stir-fry in one hand not to be rich in this era.

Tonight was the most delicious dinner Pan Jinlian had since she was born, even though it was just a meal that Zeng Hao had cooked.

Two dishes, one soup and all the rice, all of which were eaten by the two of them.

Pan Jinlian put down the dishes and chopsticks, touched her little belly that was a little bulging because she had eaten too much, her big black and white eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes flashed with satisfaction, and she stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips, looking endless.

Looking at Pan Jinlian, who was as innocent as a girl in front of him, Zeng Hao was in a trance for a while, could she really be the kind of bad woman who was dissolute and murdered her husband as mentioned in the book?

Zeng Hao looked through Wu Dalang's memories and found that although he had been married to Pan Jinlian for more than a year, he didn't know anything about Pan Jinlian, only that she was once the daughter of a big family, and he didn't know anything more.

Finding that Zeng Hao was looking at herself without blinking, Pan Jinlian's face was a little red, she glared back and said, "Look at what to see!" ”

Zeng Hao didn't answer, but reached out and touched her pretty face.

"What are you doing!!" Pan Jinlian suddenly jumped off the table like a frightened rabbit and looked at Zeng Hao with a wary face.

"! Lao Tzu saw that there were rice grains in the corners of your mouth and wanted to wipe them off for you, what kind of bird eyes did you! Zeng Hao glared.

Pan Jinlian said "ah", and then quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the rice grains from the corners of her mouth, and it could be seen that she was a girl who cared very much about her appearance.

Xu felt embarrassed in front of Zeng Hao, she didn't speak again, but walked back to her room quickly, and then closed the door with a "bang".

Looking at the closed door, Zeng Hao muttered: "I hope that when you meet Ximenqing in the future, you can be so reserved." ”

In Wu Dalang's memory, Ximenqing, a thief, has not appeared in his and Pan Jinlian's lives for the time being.

After cleaning up the dining table, Zeng Hao boiled a large bucket of hot water and prepared to take a bath.

He was southerner and was used to bathing every night.

After washing for a while, looking at the black mud rubbed out of his hands, Zeng Hao couldn't help but complain: "Damn, Wu Dalang, you haven't taken a bath for a long time, your body is so dirty!" No wonder your wife dislikes you in all kinds of ways! ”

After taking a bath, Zeng Hao thoughtfully boiled a large bucket of hot water for Pan Jinlian.

At this time, Pan Jinlian just came out of the house, looked at Zeng Hao, who had changed into clean clothes and had a refreshing face, and her expression was surprised: "Wu Dalang, you, are you taking a bath?" ”

"Nonsense, I'm going to have to take a shower at night." Zeng Hao rolled his eyes.

Pan Jinlian looked Zeng Hao up and down for a while before saying, "Wu Dalang, you have really changed a lot, it was common for you not to take a bath for a month or two. ”

"That was before...... When the water is boiled, you should wash it quickly...... Or do you only wash it once a month or two? Zeng Hao teased.

"I'm not you! I have to take a shower every day, okay! Pan Jinlian stomped her foot angrily, and pushed him hard when she passed by Zeng Hao: "Get out of the way!" ”

Zeng Hao didn't bother with her, and shook his head with a smile.

When Pan Jinlian was taking a bath, Zeng Hao was not idle, he was looking for a place to sleep - he would not sleep in that broken firewood room if he was killed.

After looking around, I found that only Pan Jinlian's room could sleep.

Zeng Hao thought to himself: "Anyway, Pan Jinlian is his wife, and it is normal for her husband to sleep with his wife." ”

So he walked directly into the room, took off his shoes and got into Pan Jinlian's bed.

There was still a faint smell in the quilt.

"Could this be the body fragrance of the legendary girl?"

In his thoughts, Zeng Hao, who had been tired for a day, fell asleep in a daze.

……

"Ah!!!!!h

Zeng Hao was awakened by a scream, turned over, and before he understood what was going on, he saw Pan Jinlian holding a sharp pair of scissors in his hand, stabbing him hard, and shouting: "Kill you whore!" ”

Zeng Hao was instantly shocked into a cold sweat, quickly dodged to avoid it, and then dragged Pan Jinlian down on the bed, then turned over and pressed it to make her unable to move, and finally snatched the scissors from her hand and threw them out of the house.

"You're sick!" After doing all this, Zeng Hao roared at Pan Jinlian, who was pressed under him.