After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 92
Nan Song has come to Shuiyunjian many times, but he usually stays in room 88 and has never been to any other place.

The VIP suites are all decorated in the same style and have all the necessary equipment. When he stepped into the room, Fu Yu had just finished exercising and came over sweating profusely holding dumbbells. When he saw Nan Song and Yu Jinwen appear together, his expression seemed to be familiar. ghost.

"How come you were discharged from the hospital? Didn't you say you have to stay in the hospital for two more days?" This question was asked to Yu Jinwen.

"Why did you come here? You brought so many things. Oh, you're so polite..."

Fu Yu said as he went up to carry the bag, but the fish splashed water on his face. He took three big steps back in shock, his eyes as wide as bells, "What's going on? Are you going to cook here?"

Nan Song glanced at him lazily, "Didn't you say you want to eat the food I cooked?"

She looked him up and down and said, "It seems like you have been practicing muscle training recently, so you'd better not eat."

"I want to eat!"

Fu Yu, who was afraid that there would be no store after passing this village, almost jumped up and threw the dumbbell aside in a hurry. He grinned and said with bared teeth: "I'm not afraid of fat. My figure is much better than Lao Yu. He should be training his muscles, he can't even defeat a few minions."

Yu Jinwen looked at Fu Yu coldly.

What does it mean to have the opposite sex but no humanity? This is his plastic brother.

Nan Song ignored the two brothers' glares and asked He Zhao to go to the next room to get some kitchen utensils and seasonings, then took a detour to the kitchen.

In the suite, the kitchen is open, with basic tableware, kitchen utensils, tools, and electrical appliances. Not that Bai Luyu, the boss, is so considerate. These kitchen utensils and appliances are all labeled with a brand called Nanbo, which is owned by the Nan Group. Its home appliance brands.

This brand was founded by Nan Song's mother Luo Yin with the help of her husband Nan Ning Song. It is also a well-known high-end brand. In recent years, all the industries under Nan Group have suffered losses, and only Nan Bo is still profitable.

In this regard, the Bai family has contributed a lot.

After carrying the ingredients to the kitchen, Nan Song put on her apron and started cooking mode, and started to get busy.

Naturally, it was not easy for a few grown men to stand around and wait for the lady to serve them, so they all went over to help, although it was basically a disservice.

Only Gu Heng was decent, at least he knew that the fish needed to be disemboweled and the internal organs removed before throwing it into the pot.

Finally, Nan Song got fed up and kicked them all out of the kitchen, not enough to cause trouble for her.

Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu have not opened the fire since they moved in, and the kitchen utilization rate is limited to taking a few bottles of beer out of the refrigerator to drink. At this moment, both of them are sitting on high stools, noble and cool, standing aside and watching Nan. Song is busy and full of interest.

It can even be called dumbfounded.

Nan Song proved to them with practical actions what a real "top chef" is. Her calm and unhurried demeanor, as well as her sharp knife skills, all have a feeling that "the kitchen is my world", and the ingredients are all hers. Dispose of it bit by bit, and the fragrance gradually wafts out from the kitchen.

There are four pots on the two stoves, and none of them is idle. Stewing, boiling, steaming, and stir-frying are all fragrant. The grown men keep swallowing their saliva, and the Temple of the Five Internal Organs has begun to scream unscrupulously.

"Okay, it's time to eat."

Nan Song turned off the heat, took out the cooked rice noodles, and said, "Come here and serve the rice."

"Okay." Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu walked over obediently, served the rice and set the plates.In just one hour, Nan Song made a lot of things, including cross-bridge rice noodles, braised short ribs, braised beef, large boiled dried shredded noodles, and crab powder tofu. Everything was delicious, delicious, and appetite-stimulating.

"The fish head soup needs to be simmered for a while, so let's eat it first."

Nan Song was so busy that a layer of sweat formed on his forehead. Yu Jinwen saw it and took out a handkerchief to wipe her. Nan Song's body stiffened and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, "I'll do it myself."

"I'll do it." Yu Jinwen was very stubborn, holding her wrist with one hand and gently wiping her forehead with the other hand, feeling quite regretful.

He was indeed a little unhappy when he didn't get to eat the meal she cooked for him at night; but now that he saw how hard she worked to cook a meal for him, he couldn't help but feel distressed and felt that he shouldn't have kept her so busy.

"Thanks a lot."

Nan Song was stunned when he saw the distress and apology on his face, and waved his hand away lightly, "Okay. It's just a meal, not a lot of hard work."

Fu Yu watched silently from the side, "Let me tell you two, I want to eat, but I don't want to be fed dog food first."

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen both lowered their eyes and looked at him, their eyes looking colder than the other, which made Mr. Fu shiver with the cold.

The craftsmanship of the descendants of the Ding family is naturally not limited. The moment the dishes were put into their mouths, several people's eyes lit up visibly. Even Gu Heng, who has been with Nan Song for so long, this is the first time he has eaten something made by her. Rice, this is still thanks to Yu Jinwen.

Fu Yu is a foodie who has no airs about delicious food. His dignity has been thrown to the back of his mind. He screamed at the delicious food and was so moved that he almost cried. He felt as if there were wings on his back.

"Oh my god, it's so delicious! Xiao Song, how did you make this?"

Nan Song looked at him lightly and said, "It's over."

"No." Yu Jinwen said seriously from the side, "It's just delicious, especially delicious."

Nan Song showed a polite smile and said, "If it tastes good, eat more of it."

Soon, there was no sound of talking at the dinner table. The grown men were all working as cooks, eating from the bowls and looking at the food in the pot. They were afraid that others would take away the food if they were slow to eat, and they would all starve to death. Like a ghost reincarnated.

The moment they drank the fish head soup, several people said "um" in unison, and even the reserved and aloof CEO Yu Da couldn't hold it back.

He already thought the bowl of fish head soup he drank at night was very good, but compared with the bowl made by Nan Song, what was he drinking at night?There is no comparison at all.

He looked at Nan Song in surprise, and was very curious about what she added to the soup to make ordinary fish head soup so delicious?
Every time I take a sip, I feel like I'm being restarted. It's so addictive.

Before he could ask, Fu Yu had already finished a whole bowl of fish soup and held Nan Song's hand with tears in his eyes, "Xiao Song, at this point, I have no other requests. Can you be my special chef?" ? It doesn’t take much per day, just one meal is enough, you can choose breakfast, lunch and dinner, and the price is whatever you want.”

Yu Jinwen's face turned dark, and before Nan Song could answer, he mercilessly slapped Fu Yu's hand away.

"You think beautiful!"

(End of this chapter)