Acting as a fine lady in the era, leading a rough man to make a fortune

Chapter 24 Lock the door?

Fu Huai'an checked the kitchen and frowned.

Before I left, all the ingredients were prepared in the kitchen, and some of the flour went down, but not even 1/3 of it went down.

When he prepared food, he prepared the normal amount of an adult for more than a month.

But there are still so many left. When he is not around, what does Chen Anan live on?

Looking at the other things, they were basically not consumed. Of course, the prepared dried noodles were gone, and only a little dried noodles were left in the cabinet.

And looking at the packaging of the dried noodles, I knew that this was not what I had prepared at the beginning, and Chen An'an should have bought it again later.

In an instant, he remembered the way Chen Anan looked at him when he was carrying the net bag just now.

Fu Huai'an shook his head, and checked the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, but basically nothing happened.

He couldn't help thinking to himself, this daughter-in-law is really the lazy Chen An'an in the family, she can't even cook after a look.

She was really lucky that she didn't starve to death.

Enduring the depression in his heart, Fu Huai'an started to meet with each other.

Half an hour later, two bowls of hot noodles were served.

Chen An'an had already smelled the scent, because he had no chance to help.

I have been shrinking in the room, and I have no nerve to come out.

The main reason is that the two of them are very unfamiliar, and they just have nothing to talk about, and they probably can't find a topic.

What's more, Chen An'an was afraid that he would show his secrets in front of this cheap husband.

But I still couldn't hold back the smell.

At the moment, house construction is not as clear-cut as the pattern.

There wasn't much room in Fu Huai'an's room, but Chen An'an's room was apart from the bedroom.

There is also a place outside for sofas and coffee tables.

Barely considered a hall.

There was no dining table, so the food was directly placed on the tea table.

When Chen An'an saw the hot fried noodles, he couldn't help swallowing.

For more than a month, if sister-in-law Cuifen hadn't fed her from time to time and ate dried noodles every day, she would have been unable to live happily ever after.

Anyone who eats dried noodles for more than a month will probably get upset when they see dried noodles.

This is hand-rolled noodles at the moment, I didn't expect Fu Huai'an's craftsmanship to be so good.

The noodles are uniform in thickness, and the fried sauce should be minced meat.

For a straight man like Fu Huai'an, there is no way to make fried noodles, but he still cooks them very well.

The noodles are white and translucent, chewy and delicious, and they are topped with real diced meat.

At the moment, there is not so much soybean paste, sweet noodle sauce, etc., not even Liubiju dry soybean paste.

The only one that exists is a dark sauce, which is generally used here as soy sauce.

The fried sauce looks shiny, and just smelling it makes people feel very appetizing.

Most importantly, I don't know where Fu Huai'an got the chili noodles.

It should be made of oily peppercorns. The aroma of this oily pepperoni is really irresistible.

Fu Huai'an brought two large bowls of noodles with fried sauce, and a small bowl of spicy oil and a head of garlic. They were placed directly on the table. There were no other ingredients, but it was simple enough to whet the appetite.

Seeing Chen An'an standing there without moving, Fu Huai'an said.

"Sit down and eat, what are you doing standing up?"

After hearing this, Chen An'an seemed to press the start button immediately, and came to the washbasin stand neatly and began to wash his hands.

Washing hands before meals is one of her good hygiene habits, but Fu Huai'an could only shake his head helplessly when he saw this scene.

I have never seen anyone who is more particular than Chen Anan.

Fu Huai'an was born in a rural area, and he didn't have so many requirements in terms of living habits or hygiene habits.

What's more, these big men are not picky about each other when they are together.

Over time, I have gotten used to the unrestrained and undemanding lifestyle.

Seeing Chen An'an now, I really feel that it's not pleasing to look at.

Fortunately, he held back his anger and insisted on not speaking. After all, he and Chen An'an were not a consensual couple. The most important thing was that Chen An'an wanted to divorce himself.

A scent of soap wafted over, and Chen An'an was already sitting opposite him.

Fu Huai'an glanced at Chen An'an, mixed the fried sauce and noodles evenly with chopsticks, and broke off a head of garlic.

After peeling off the garlic cloves, he took a bite of the garlic and took a sip of the noodles.

The loud voice made Chen An'an instantly stunned.

Gritting her teeth, Chen An'an didn't speak.

She is not a fool, and she still can't feel that Fu Huai'an has been patient with her to the extreme today.

If she said something again, Fu Huai'an probably couldn't stand it anymore.

Stir the noodles in front of him in a gentle manner.

He picked up the noodles and ate them in small bites.

Although there was no sound, the movement was not slow at all.

After taking a big mouthful of noodles, Chen An'an couldn't help feeling that he had finally recovered.

How long has it been since you had such a delicious meal?
From the stomach to the intestines to the esophagus, all the senses sent a refreshing signal to her body.

What amazed her the most was that Fu Huai'an's craftsmanship was really impeccable. The fried sauce noodles were perfect in both the taste and the texture of the noodles.

The most important thing is that she has never eaten such delicious fried noodles.

Chen Anan took a spoonful of chili oil and sprinkled it on the noodles.

It is a bit sad to think that there is no vinegar in the kitchen.

Otherwise, some vinegar and chili oil on this fried noodles would be a perfect match.

Chen An'an moved quickly.

After Fu Huaian ate a large bowl of noodles, he put down the bowl contentedly, and rubbed his stomach with his hand.

At this time, I raised my head and realized that the person on the opposite side had no sound at all.

After carefully measuring it, he found that Chen Anan's meal was completely different from his own meal.

Chen Anan eats like a picture of a lady.

Even when he was eating, his back was straight, and his pure white neck bent into a graceful arc.

There was no sound at all when the little mouth ate.

But there is no sound, and it is very elegant. I also ate fried noodles, and I had a lot of sauce on the corners of my mouth just now.

And even if the corners of Chen An'an's mouth were stained with sauce, that pink tongue would quickly pass by.

And the brows and eyes are full of satisfaction.

The corners of the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are comfortable, satisfied, and happy, and even the facial features that I thought were amazing just now are even more stretched.

Like a kitten, elegant and noble, even a little domineering.

But it can definitely make people feel that she is very happy to eat.

Fu Huaian stood up.

"After dinner in a while, you take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen...I'll wash them."

Originally, he wanted Chen Anan to wash the dishes, but he took it for granted that Chen Anan should do these housework.

At any rate, the two of them are not divorced now, and it should be Chen An'an's responsibility to wash the dishes as a housewife.

But when he thought of Chen Anan's hands wrapped in gauze, he changed his mind.

(End of this chapter)