Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 90 Request for Comments
Zhou Huilan gave Zhou Weijun a hand, and followed Doctor Wen into the door with a smile, "How could it be that I am a small street vendor, and I am not breaking the law. Even if I become corrupt, I have to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, not you bureau."

"You girl!"

After entering the door, Dr. Wen noticed Zhou Weijun who was following at the end, and when she spoke in a daze, Yaoyao had already grabbed Zhou Weijun's sleeve, and proudly introduced to Dr. Wen: "Grandma Wen, this is my uncle! "

"Uncle?" Dr. Wen was taken aback, "Could this be the one your Uncle Huang often mentions..." She couldn't remember for a while, but she patted her forehead in frustration, "What's his name..."

Zhou Weijun calmly took a step forward with a cane, "Aunt Wen, I'm Zhou Weijun."

When Li Xiuping was still alive, Huang Hanqing often went to Zhou's house for meals, and of course Dr. Wen also went there, but after all these years, things have changed and people have changed, and I really can't recognize them all at once.

"It's great that you've grown up, come in and sit down, come in and sit down." Dr. Wen said as he hurriedly moved people into the room.

Zhou Huilan had brought Yaoyao here a few times before, this girl was familiar with herself, and she was very greedy for the Huang family's TV, so she directly dragged Zhou Weijun to sit on the sofa, Zhou Weijun stood there a little embarrassed, really sitting Neither is it, nor is it not sitting.

Seeing this, Dr. Wen quickly took two boxes of snacks out of the cabinet, "Sit down, sit down, I watched you brothers and sisters grow up, don't be restrained, just treat this place as your own home, sit here and wait, I'll cook something delicious for you."

It was easy to flirt with bold words, but Dr. Wen frowned when he entered the kitchen and looked at the dust-free stove and chopping board.

She has cooked the most complicated dish, which is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. For a family of five, what should I do with this meal?
Zhou Huilan came in right after her, and put the things in her hand directly on the table, "Aunt Wen, how can I let you, an elder, cook for us? Let me do it."

"How can it be done, you are a guest, why... why don't we go out to eat!" I am not skilled in cooking, but I am very familiar with restaurants outside.

Zhou Huilan smiled and poured the live prawns into the cold water, and smiled and pushed Dr. Wen with her elbow, "Aunt Wen, you have never eaten my cooking, maybe it is better than the restaurant outside?"

"The snacks you make and the lard are indeed more fragrant than those outside, but you are a guest, so how can you let guests come to cook at home." Dr. Wen still thinks it can't be like this.

"I'm not a guest, I just came here to rub the stove, I want to cook a meal for my brother, but the kitchen where I live is too small and there is no table, so I thought of you here, but Aunt Wen, can you Don't drive me out!" Zhou Huilan smiled coquettishly, it seemed that because of her childhood affection, she was even more relaxed and wanton with Huang Hanqing and Dr. Wen than Zhou Zhenhai.

Even Dr. Wen was amused by her, "You, you..."

"By the way, Aunt Wen, Yaoyao and my brother don't know how to adjust the TV, so you can help them adjust it."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away! Then you are here by yourself, if you need my help, just say a word!"

Zhou Huilan responded sweetly, and picked up the small green vegetables by the way.

She picked the vegetables from the space. She went to the vegetable market to buy mainly meat. She bought two catties of pork and a fish. Another pot of shrimp and winter melon soup, for five people, it should be almost enough.

Because of time constraints, Zhou Huilan cut the pork into smaller pieces, threw them into cold water, and then went to pick up the live shrimp, removed the shrimp line, and put the shrimp head beside it to control the water.

Take out the pork pieces soaked in blood, heat the oil in a pan, throw in a handful of rock sugar, stir-fry until the caramel color is slightly bubbling, and pour the pork directly in, accompanied by a violent "Zi La" sound, the whole kitchen is shocked A strong fragrance with a sweet taste filled it.

Cooking is no better than eating in a restaurant. Although Zhou Huilan has quick hands and feet, after all, she only has one pair of hands, which are as big as holding a spoon and as small as peeling garlic. Fortunately, the arrangement is proper. Start at 05:30, and by [-] o'clock, there will be four sumptuous dishes A soup is already on the table.

However, the expected number of diners was temporarily increased by one because of the subordinates brought back by Huang Hanqing.

Difficult times have already passed, and the appetite of people in this age is not as much as before, and there is absolutely no reason why one more person is not enough to eat.

Dr. Wen and his wife also opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into a goblet, and said a few words very elegantly, and everyone moved their chopsticks.

"Oh! This braised pork is delicious!"

"Ah! This little green vegetable is delicious!"

"Hmm! This soup is too fresh!"

Uncle Huang's unfamiliar subordinate made comments every time he ate a bite. At first, no one paid attention to him. It took a while for him to realize that something was wrong when everyone at the table stared at him in unison.

"Uh... what's wrong? Is there any grains of rice on my face?" He put down his chopsticks in embarrassment, scratched his face in a circle, and found that there was nothing, and suddenly grinned, "I'm really sorry, I haven't eaten. Something, a little out of control..."

"Xiao Ye, haven't you eaten good food yet?" Huang Hanqing broke the awkward atmosphere, "The cooks in the small cafeteria in our unit are about to be picked on by you and cry. If you haven't eaten good food with your mouth, then we all I have been eating bran swallowing vegetables for decades."

"Yes, yes, eat more if it tastes good, eat quickly!"

Aunt Wen hurriedly picked up two more pieces of braised pork for him, and warmly greeted everyone to eat quickly.

Because of this episode, Zhou Huilan took a second look at Xiaoye, and found that this person was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she met her.

After eating, Dr. Wen refused to let Zhou Huilan wash the dishes anyway, so Zhou Huilan could only help clear the table.

Huang Hanqing seemed to have something to do with Xiaoye, fearing that they would talk about their business for too long, Zhou Huilan stopped Huang Hanqing, held back her thoughts all night, and then spoke out.

"Uncle Huang, what do you think of my cooking skills, how about opening a restaurant?"

"Absolutely!"

It wasn't Huang Hanqing who answered, but Xiaoye next to him.

Zhou Huilan subconsciously gave him a supercilious look.

Huang Hanqing smiled and nodded, "Of course it's no problem. The food you cook is better than all the meals Uncle Huang has eaten outside! It's quite a bit of your mother's demeanor back then, come on!"

Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment, she didn't quite understand why she mentioned her deceased mother, but she had other things to do, the thought only came to her mind, and the words she wanted to say were already out of her mouth, "I had a meeting with the State-run Hotel before. Some cooperation, their general manager invited me to be a master chef, I wonder if Uncle Huang thinks this can be done?"

(End of this chapter)