Chapter 78
"This young man is worrying too much. I just think that the soldiers must have worked very hard outside. Without them, how could we have such a stable life, so we must learn to be grateful." Suman explained.

"Oh, thank you?" Ye Tianhan was surprised.

He fought on the battlefield since he was a child, set up countless military projects, and saw too many soldiers die tragically, but no one has ever said gratitude to him.

It seems that in the eyes of those people, it is the duty of soldiers to protect their homes and the country, and it is their duty to shed blood and sacrifice.

Death is what it should be.

But she was the only one who thought of the soldiers and wanted to be grateful for what she had done for them.

This kind of Suman surprised Ye Tianhan, but also impressed him.

"Since what you said is so good, then quickly write down the recipe." Feng Tianche took the opportunity to speak.

"It's useless to write it down. The heat is the most important thing. I'll teach you how to do it." Suman got up and was about to leave.

"What, damn girl, you let this young master into the kitchen with you, did you make a mistake, this young master is very honorable, do you understand if a gentleman is far away from the kitchen?" Feng Tianche glared angrily.

"Vulgar, if you are about to starve to death, would you still care about these vain gifts?" Su Man pulled Feng Tianche up and walked to the kitchen: "I don't like to owe favors, so I learned to leave quickly."

"Hey, help me, Han help me." Feng Tianche shouted, trying to shake off Su Man's hand, but found that the girl was so strong that she couldn't shake it off.

Ye Tianhan looked at Suman holding Feng Tianche's hand, his black pupils as dark as midnight narrowed slightly, and the breath around him was a little cold: "Let me do it."

Su Man froze, Feng Tianche saw the timing, and quickly pulled back his sleeves: "Han Lai, he is stronger than me."

Suman didn't say much, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Yang Cuiliu hurriedly cleaned the pot, and then added fire.

"To make this sauce, firstly mince the pork, green onion and ginger, and the seasoning is thirteen spices, cumin powder, salt and pepper powder, and if you like spicy food, you can add some chili.

Now let's make a sauce, first heat the pot with fire, then put in the fat and fry the lard, then sauté the onion and ginger until fragrant, and finally put in the minced pork and stir fry for a while.

When the minced meat is almost fried, you can add miso. I use the simplest miso made by ordinary farmers.

Put the sauce in and don't fry it for too long. If it is too long, it will become mushy and taste bitter. Just mix the meat and sauce evenly, and then it can be out of the pan. " Suman said seriously.

Ye Tianhan next to him looked at Suman's slender figure standing upright, stirring skillfully, and frowned slightly.

At such a young age, she should be the age when her parents love her mother and play carefree, but she has already supported the whole family and is alone.

This, how much suffering should be suffered.

Seeing that Ye Tianhan hadn't spoken for a long time, Su Man was about to turn around and ask him if he understood, when he met a pair of deep eyes.

Those deep pupils were like the sea, but also like a deep spring, without any waves or emotions, but for some reason, Suman could see a trace of distress in his eyes.

"Girl Man is messed up." Yang Cuiliu reminded her aloud.

Suman came back to his senses immediately, poured water into the pot, and cleaned it.

"My son is basically fired like this, have you learned it?" Suman asked awkwardly.

She must have had hallucinations just now. This guy looks like a cold, bloodthirsty and domineering president. He didn't say a word the whole time when the Su family found fault. How could he feel sorry for himself.

"I've seen the process, but it takes practice. I'll fry it for you to see." Ye Tianhan said.

(End of this chapter)

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