A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 3
Zhang Lan heard in the kitchen that his uncle was about to go home. He walked out of the kitchen quickly and wiped his hands and said, "Uncle, let's eat here at noon. I'm ready. I'll call Huzi later and ask him to come over with Fang Xia and the children." , I still have something to discuss with Huzi."

Master-level cooking skills coupled with Zhang Lan's neat craftsmanship, the rice is cooked very quickly.Zhang Hu, his wife Fang Xia, and their two children had just entered the room and exchanged a few words. Zhang Lan had already put hot meals on the table.

The green vegetables and beans were all pulled from his own vegetable patch, and freshly killed local pork was added. Zhang Lan laid out the food and invited everyone to eat. Zhang Hu took a stool and placed it next to the dining table. He asked the two children to sit down and asked He said, "What will uncle eat later? Is he okay in the back room alone?"

"It's okay. My dad knows everything. He will shout if something happens. I stewed a chicken for him on the stove. When it is ready, I will crush it with a breaker and eat it. He can't eat hard food yet, so he can only eat. Fuzzy." Zhang Lan replied.

"By the way, uncle, do you drink? I still have a few bottles of good wine distributed by the company last year in the back room." Zhang Lan greeted. He knew that uncle Zhang Dajiang loved drinking.

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink. Your brother and I have something to go to town in the afternoon, so if we drink, we're afraid of causing trouble." Zhang Dajiang waved his hand.

"Okay, let's eat." Zhang Lan didn't persuade her.

Four cold dishes, four hot dishes, and eight dishes were neatly placed on the coffee table. Four cold dishes, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, four hot dishes, two meat dishes and two vegetarian dishes.Zhang Lan asked the uncle and the others to sit down, then took out a few bottles of canned Sprite and herbal tea from the refrigerator and placed them on the coffee table.

The eight dishes are full of portions, including red peppers, green vegetables, tender and delicious-looking stir-fried pork belly, and garlic-fried shredded pork.The combination of meat and vegetables makes people appetizing just looking at it, not to mention smelling delicious.

The youngest son of Zhang Hu's family, Zhang Ruirui, is only 5 years old this year. He could not help smelling the aroma. As soon as the stool was put down, he couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables. Zhang Hu's wife Fang Xia quickly grabbed his hand. , patted it, and said: "What do I usually teach you at home?"

Fang Xia's tone was a bit serious. Zhang Ruirui didn't expect that his mother would criticize him, and his big eyes flashed with crystal luster in an instant.

Seeing this scene, uncle Zhang Dajiang's smile suddenly disappeared, and aunt Li Chunhong's lips moved but she didn't say anything.

Zhang Lan's mother Li Ying hurriedly said with a smile: "It's okay, they are all family members. Ruirui is still young and can't remember things. Xiaoxia, please don't scare the child."

Fang Xia also realized that her tone just now was a bit harsh and might have frightened the child. She took a breath and said, "Auntie, it's okay. I just taught Ruirui to behave when eating yesterday. I didn't expect him to be like this again today. I rushed a little bit when I was angry.”

Zhang Lan also hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said: "It's okay, it's okay, the child is still young. Sister-in-law, don't be impatient, let's take our time. Ruirui, come and try your uncle's cooking. From now on, if your uncle is home, you can come to his house to play if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Lan picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of shredded pork into the bowl in front of Ruirui: "Rui Rui, quickly pick up the chopsticks and taste it."

Then he called out: "Uncle, auntie, you guys also want to eat and have a taste of my cooking."

Zhang Hu picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of pork belly. His eyes suddenly lit up and he gave a thumbs up: "Zhang Lan, you can do it. This cooking is better than what I invited the town leaders to eat at the hotel two days ago. When Do you have this ability?"

Upon hearing this, his uncle Zhang Dajiang also picked up his chopsticks and took a bite: "The workmanship is good, but it's a bit bland." Zhang Lan's mother Li Ying said with a smile: "In the past few days, Zhang Lan cooked all the food in the hospital, and everyone in the same ward He said this kid really knows how to cook. I don’t know when he learned the craft.”

"I learned it gradually when I was working outside. I used to do it as a daily routine, but then I became interested and followed the cell phone and slowly learned what others do." Zhang Lan said nonsense without worrying about being exposed.He has been working outside all year round since graduation. On weekdays during holidays, he would stay at home for three to five days before going to work. In the eyes of his family, a programmer is just someone who plays with computers and repairs them.

"Brother Huzi, I'll braise some meat for you to try in two days. I'm going to make something at home and won't go out anymore." Zhang Lan said while eating.

"Okay, Zhang Lan, I'm not going to boast about your skills. If you open a small restaurant, your business will be booming." Zhang Hu praised him repeatedly.

"Aren't you going to work? Now that your dad is back, the doctor said that you will recover slowly in the future. You should go to work, because I am at home." Zhang Lan's mother Li Ying advised.

Although his mother said it was easy, Zhang Lan knew that given his father's current situation, it was really difficult for him to rely on his mother alone when he was not at home.She has to ask for help in everything she does, and my mother has a strong temper. She won’t ask for help if she can. If something happens again, the family will really fall apart: “It’s okay, Mom. As you know about that job, you work overtime all year round, and it’s extremely difficult to ask for leave. I have told the company that I will go there in two days to complete the formalities and then come back. For my job now, I just go to restaurants to give It’s okay for someone to be a chef, and I’ll be at home from now on.”

"It doesn't matter if you come back, Dahai can't live without people now, and it's not easy for you, Li Ying, to take care of Dahai by yourself. I think Zhang Lan's cooking skills are good. If nothing else, I can make a lot of money in a month even for weddings and funerals. He still protects his family and his land." Uncle Zhang Dajiang said slowly at this time.

"My uncle just came back. Maybe he will be able to take care of himself in two months. Zhang Lan can go out again. Now he won't worry if you ask Zhang Lan to go out to work. It's better to stay at home for a while." Hu followed the advice.

"Well, Zhang Lan, when you go there in two days, talk to the company leaders. Don't wait until two months before going."

"Mom, don't worry, let's eat first and don't talk about this." Zhang Lan replied.

The master's cooking skills made everyone extremely satisfied, and Zhang Hu praised him repeatedly.Zhang Hu's daughter Zhang Miaomiao and son Zhang Ruirui were half-lying on the sofa with their bellies bulging out after dinner, unwilling to even turn over.

Zhang Lan's generous eight dishes were eaten by several people. Zhang Hu took a can of herbal tea and drank it while praising: "Zhang Lan, your craftsmanship is really amazing. Auntie, let me tell you, Zhang Lan's craftsmanship is the best." If I had known earlier, I would have persuaded him to resign and come back and open a restaurant in our local area, where he would definitely make a lot of money every day."

"But Zhang Lan, I have to talk about you too. It's been so many years. I don't believe that you perfected this skill in one day. What do you mean, are you afraid that I'll take advantage of you or something?" Zhang Hu took a sip of herbal tea and began to attack Zhang Lan. .

"That's right, let's not talk about other Zhang Lan. You can't say you're busy when you come back during the Chinese New Year. I've never seen you cook with such a skill." This is Fang Xia's support for Zhang Hu.

This skill can't be mastered in a day, Zhang Lan thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)