C80 Serve the dishes

Although she didn't know what was in the box, Meng Meng was especially happy and kissed Zi Yan a few times.

Compared to other people's gifts, Meng Meng loved her relatives' gifts even more. At this moment, the little princess was smiling so happily that her lips were parted.

"Open it and take a look?" Zi Yan smiled and said.

Seeing Mengmeng so happy, Zi Yan's heart was satisfied.

"Mama, open it for me ?" Meng Meng giggled.

"Come on, let's drive together. See this ribbon? Each of us will fight. You grab this, I'll grab that! Come, one, two, three, open! "

Zi Yan and Meng Meng each grabbed one of the buckle's edge. They lightly pulled on it from the outside and untied the ribbon.

This time, Meng Meng didn't wait for Mama to speak and directly opened the box with her small hand.

"Eh?"

Meng Meng looked at the black box that looked like a 10-inch laptop, and was a bit confused. She blinked her big eyes and asked Zi Yan in her voice, "Mama, what is this?"

"Mama, open it for you."

Zi Yan smiled and took out the brush case. After opening it, Meng Meng's eyes lit up as she looked at so many colorful brushes.

"Wow, so many colored pens. So pretty."

"Do you like it?" Zi Yan smiled.

"If you like it, you like it. It's so good to be numb, huh." Meng Meng pouted her cute golden fish mouth and ran towards Zi Yan's face, ready to make a poof.

"Ahem, Mengmeng." Zhang Han, who was standing on the other side of the sofa, reminded, "The foundation."

They had already kissed several times. Seeing that Meng Meng still wanted to kiss, Zhang Han felt it was time to remind her.

"Oh ?" Meng Meng suddenly stopped. She looked at the dung, then at Mama. She wanted to kiss but couldn't. She didn't know what to do.

"You don't need to care? I didn't wipe the foundation. It's fine, just be cute and kiss. " Zi Yan turned her head and rolled her eyes at Zhang Han, bringing the white and tender face on her left side closer.

"What?" Meng Meng kissed him a few times.

"Come, give Auntie Fei a kiss." Zhou Fei looked at the surroundings for a while, then sat on Meng Meng's right side, giving her a face belt.

"En, hmph, no, dung won't allow Mengmeng to kiss others." Meng Meng stretched out her small palm and gently nudged Zhou Fei Fei's face as she refused.

"Humph!" Then Auntie Fei Fei doesn't like you. " Zhou Fei gave a light humph.

"Then I don't like you anymore." Meng Meng leaned her small body into Zi Yan's embrace, pouted and said, "I'm not going to play with smelly Auntie Fei Fei. Mama, let's paint. Hai, Mama, just you wait. Meng Meng will bring you a beautiful painting to see."

Meng Meng suddenly remembered that the painting she drew with the dung a few days ago hadn't been shown to Mama, so she slipped out from Zi Yan's bosom and landed on the floor barefooted. She opened the drawer of the tea table and took out the painting.

"Ugh ?" Meng Meng pointed to the pig-headed figure among them and said, "This is dung ?"

"Puchi..." Zi Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"This, this is Mama." Meng Meng pointed at the person beside her. Her face was longer than a donkey's and her eyes were the size of sesame seeds, causing Zi Yan's expression to stiffen on the spot.

"Hahahaha..." Zhou Fei laughed heartily, saying: "It's so beautiful, so beautiful, so similar! Emma, it's so funny!"

"What are you laughing at, shut up." Zi Yan rolled her eyes.

"Eh?"

Mengmeng was slightly stunned and did not know what was going on. So she asked, "Mama, did you paint well?"

"Haha ?" Seeing the twitching corner of Zi Yan's mouth, Zhou Fei laughed once again.

Even Zhang Han, who was standing behind them, chuckled and shook his head.

"Very beautiful, Meng Meng is really amazing." Zi Yan smiled and rubbed her cute little head.

The child needs to be encouraged and praised at such times, so that he can keep groping for it.

"Really?" Meng Meng was very happy and asked again.

"Of course it's true." Zi Yan smiled and said, "Is the prettiest and cutest one Meng Meng?"

"Yeah, yeah. Is Mengmeng good-looking?"

"It's really nice to look at. The most beautiful is Meng Meng."

"Hehe, Mengmeng was painted by dung, Mama and dung are also the prettiest and prettiest ?"

"Then also draw a moe."

"Uh-huh. Me and Mama and I will draw together."

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Zi Yan and Meng Meng had not seen each other for a few days, and for a time they were bored out of their minds. They sat on the sofa and played passionately, while Zhou Fei sat at the side, occasionally interacting with them and glancing at her phone.

After watching for a few minutes, Zhang Han turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Zhang Li stood by the counter, looking at Zhang Han.

After cooking the rice, the first dish was a chicken stew with potatoes.

The main ingredient is chicken and potatoes, plus onion, ginger, garlic and other condiments, taste is mellow, the process is stewed, the meat of the chicken is tender, delicious, suitable for multiple cooking methods, and rich in nutrition, with the role of nourishing the body.

But in recent years, more and more chemical feed is being used to feed chickens, which makes the nutrition lost too much, and there are even many harmful substances to the body.

Therefore, this kind of chicken would only cost around twenty yuan each. Thus, the price of a chicken would only be a hundred yuan.

It wasn't just a matter of nutrition. The meat itself was much less fragrant, so no matter what the feed and meat chicken did, it wouldn't be able to produce the pure fragrance of a local chicken.

Not to mention the chickens raised in New Moon Mountain.

Zhang Han boiled the chicken in water. This was the step to remove the impurities, but Zhang Han didn't understand. He only remembered that it was like this when he was watching his mother cook.

After a few minutes of cooking, the chicken's outer layer of meat was slightly cooked, and Zhang Han could smell the aroma of meat.

After that, he poured oil into the wok, put the chicken pieces in the wok, stir-fry a few times, add spring onion, garlic, soy sauce, stir-fry and then add water, add a little old color blending, add cooking wine, pepper, salt and balsam wood, cover the wok, cook it for ten minutes, change the heat, and when the chicken was about to ripen, add potatoes. This was the last step, when the potatoes were done, a fragrant chicken stewed with potato would be ready to leave the wok.

At this time, Zhang Han began to cook a second stew, the Beanhorn Roasted Eggplant.

This was a common household dish. Zhang Han was familiar with it, so he worked in an orderly manner. After he entered the wok, Zhang Han began to make cucumber peel.

The cucumber was a cucumber from New Moon Mountain. When it was patted flat, a refreshing fragrance wafted into his nose.

Cut the cucumber into small pieces, pull the skin and put it on a plate. Sprinkle with a little salt, sugar and MSG.

Preparing these, Zhang Han mixed the cucumber peel sauce, vinegar, marinade, and a little sesame oil.

Ten minutes later, he poured the juice into the cucumber skin and the cold dish was done.

"My god."

Zhang Li had been watching from the side the whole time. Seeing this, she was truly shocked in her heart. She opened her eyes wide and said, "This dish looks pretty good. Bro, you really know how to cook?"

"Don't underestimate your brother." Zhang Han smiled faintly.

As he spoke, he picked up the chicken pot with one hand and filled it to the brim with chicken stewed potatoes with a porcelain pot that looked like a small pot for soup. He placed it at the edge of the counter.

Without the inhalation of the oil hood, a hot fragrance began to waft through the room.

"Wow, it smells that good?" Zhang Li's gaze directly fell on her.

Zhang Li saw that plate of chicken stewed potatoes, glistening with oil. It was a faint red color and emitted a pure fragrance, causing Zhang Li to instantly swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.

"Don't just stand there. Serve the dishes, put them on the round table." Seeing Zhang Li's expression, Zhang Han gave a faint smile. He then turned around and cleaned the wok, pouring oil into it, and prepared to fry the last piece of egg and stir-fry the green chili.

After Zhang Li heard what was said, she took the big plate and walked slowly towards the round dining table. During this time, her eyes never left the dining table. Why did the pieces of chicken look so eye-catching?

What was going on?

Zhang Li was stunned. She did not understand how the taste could be so fragrant. She even looked at the piece of chicken leg meat in front of her. She really wanted to eat a few bites of it.

However, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei were still on the sofa, and she would not do such a rude thing.

'Well, if only they weren't again.'

Zhang Li's saliva flowed out. Once again, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva as she muttered in her heart.

Since the two of them were no longer here, Zhang Li didn't hesitate to grab the drumstick in her hand. With her mouth wide open, she took a big bite out.

However, this was only her imagination. There were no 'ifs' in the world, and the three people on the sofa had already set their gazes on Zhang Li. Oh, no, it was the dish that Zhang Li was holding in her hand.

"Fuck?" Are you for real? " Zhou Fei did not care about her image at all. She sniffed a few times, and after smelling the fragrance, she said in a surprised tone, "Is it that fragrant? Damn, the impoverished young master actually knew how to cook? Zhang Han, is this for real? You didn't put poison in the dish, did you? How could it be so fragrant? "That's impossible!"

"What's impossible?" Zhang Li snorted and said, "If you think it's poisoned, then don't eat it. We can all eat this."

"That won't do, my good sister ?" That... Mengmeng's dad, it wasn't easy to cook, so I have to have a good taste. " Zhou Fei pouted and replied.

The two of them had similar temperaments, but Zhang Li was' stronger 'than her. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't have a clear understanding of the current situation, and Zhou Fei teasing her older brother, Zhang Li would have already attacked.

At this moment, even Meng Meng left Zi Yan's embrace, stood on the sofa, and shouted while jumping:

"Dung, dung, what a fragrant smell. Mengmeng is so hungry, Mengmeng wants to eat it."

"Mengmeng, don't worry. It's almost done." Zhang Han didn't turn back as he chuckled, continuing with the last dish he cooked.

Stir-fried eggs and green peppers were also a common dish. As a side dish, Zhang Han only used four eggs and two green peppers.

After they left the pot, Zhang Han waved at Zhang Li and said with a faint smile, "Serve the dishes!"

Zhang Li snorted lightly as if she was calling for a waiter, then came over to carry the dishes over.