Chapter 11 Chinese Food

Zhen Fan would definitely think it a good idea if he could eat and wait to die while still being paid. Every morning, I run along the block to the river, take a comfortable bath, cook a hearty breakfast, lie on the sofa and watch TV, and play games online in the study.

Although this kind of life is a little monotonous, it seems to be meaningless. But for ordinary people, no meaning is the greatest meaning.

Zhen Fan had already run about four miles around the river. With a towel around his neck and a vest, his well-proportioned muscles looked full and powerful against the backdrop of the tight vest. The thighs under the shorts were tense, reflecting the light of sweat in the morning light.

A few girls with mobile phones whistled at him, and Zhen Fan responded flirtatiously, followed by a series of unscrupulous giggles like little hen laughter.

"Hi!"

Taking advantage of being molested by a beautiful woman, Zhen Fan greeted a tall Caucasian girl running towards him.

"Hi!"

The girl came to her senses, smiled and waved at Zhen Fan, and then the two passed by.

Zhen Fan turned his head and glanced down meaningfully, his buttocks were very tight.

Stopped by a bridge, sat down on a stone bench by the river, rested for a while, and wiped the sweat off his body with a towel.

The air is really fresh. In such a small city, the air is usually cleaner than in a big city. It makes people feel refreshed. With their eyes closed, they took a deep breath.

"Hi...can I sit down?"

A voice came from behind, definitely a woman, still very young.

Zhen Fan moved his butt to make room for a spacious place.

A beautiful white woman with chestnut hair sat down. It was the girl who passed by him and greeted him just now.

"I often run here and rarely see you!" The girl wiped her sweat and smiled at Zhen Fan.

"Well, I just recently came to the United States to settle down, and it's in the nearby 12th block."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I also have a house there." The girl said and stretched out her hand to Zhen Fan, "Christine!"

"Oh!" Zhen Fan stretched out his hand in a sudden realization, "Fan Zhen, I just immigrated from China, and we will meet each other every morning, right?"

"Then maybe, I won't live here all the time, but occasionally...maybe I will come and stay for a while, then...see you later, Zhen!" Christine stood up, holding the hands hanging from both sides of her neck. The towel started to run, and the ponytail hopped and hopped, like dancing.

When Zhen Fan returned home, Claire was already waiting for her at the door. Her complexion was very good, with a smile on her face, which was quite different from her usual self.

"Uncle——" Seeing Zhen Fan walk into the lawn, Claire rushed over.

"Baby, how long have you been waiting?"

"I just came here, and my mother must have breakfast before I can come here, so..."

"Well, you have to keep this jade pendant with you all the time. It was given to you by your uncle. You can't let others take it away!" Zhen Fan picked up Claire and squeezed the jade pendant.

"Can't mom too?"

Claire asked softly.

"Well, then... tell mom that if you want a gift, uncle will give it to her, and you can't take Claire's treasure!"

Claire nodded vigorously.

Went to the door, slipped down, waited for Zhen Fan to open the door, then ran in cheering, and threw himself on the sofa.

The little girl slept soundly and was full of energy. After making a fuss on the sofa for a while, seeing Zhen Fan making breakfast, she ran over to turn on the TV and watch cartoons!

"Jen - Claire -"

Annie's voice came from the door, very briskly, as if she was playing hide-and-seek with someone.

"The door is open, come in by yourself, Claire is watching TV!"

Zhen Fan did not move while cooking. He had already peeled the potatoes and soaked them in water to wash them.

"No trouble for you?"

Annie came over to say hello to Zhen Fan, and then sat on a high chair at the bar next to the dining table, watching Zhen Fan wash potatoes with a faint smile on her face.

"I think your craftsmanship must be very good."

"I won the chef competition in China!" Zhen Fan glanced at her and smiled, but "community competitions are like a part of the neighborhood. Of course, I can surpass those housewives. I am very proud!"

"Wow!" Anne was startled, and then sighed, "No wonder Claire ate so much last night."

At this time, Zhen Fan scooped up the potatoes, put them on the chopping board, and drew out a knife. Chinese-style kitchen knives are not the kind used by Americans.

Zhen Fan moved quickly, and the potatoes were quickly cut into thin slices, and the beef was shredded.

"Chinese way?"

Annie watched, completely different from her own approach, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"Yes, Chinese cooking techniques, do you want to try it, and it will be ready later!"

The corners of Zhen Fan's eyes twitched at Annie, which made Annie blush a little.

But soon the aroma hit her nostrils, which made her a little impatient.

"If... okay!" She couldn't refuse.

In fact, it also proved that Zhen Fan's craftsmanship is really good.

Annie has eaten Chinese food several times, but the taste is not as good as Zhen Fan's stewed beef and potatoes. Adding a bowl of three delicacies soup, the taste buds explode immediately, and it tastes a little disregarding the image.

"Uncle, I want it too!"

At some point, the fragrance attracted Claire, the little glutton, and she smiled cutely at Zhen Fan, licked her pink and tender tongue, and looked at Zhen Fan with big eyes flickering. It would be a crime not to feed this child.

"Okay, Claire just had breakfast, it should be less, just a small bowl!"

Anne reported Claire to the table by the dining table, and then told her.

"uncle--"

Claire looked at Zhen Fan pitifully.

"Claire, mom is right, how about uncle making you a fresh one at night, guaranteed to taste better than this one?"

"Great!" Claire sat upright, then lay down on the table, and began to fight against the small plate of beef and potatoes stewed by Zhen Fan.

"This... I'm really sorry!" Annie shrugged helplessly at Zhen Fan. She also knows now that Zhen Fan is really good to Claire and really likes her.

"It doesn't matter. I originally planned to invite your family too. How about we have a dinner with you and Thomas at night? This was originally planned."

Zhen Fan comforted.

"Then... thank you, our family will be there on time!"

Annie nodded, with a warm smile on her face.

Since he was going to have a family dinner, the ingredients were obviously not enough, so Zhen Fan planned to walk over to sell some food. When Anne goes back by herself, Claire will be alone in the living room to play or watch TV.

This time Zhen Fan didn't get lost, and found Kelly directly. Willy's supermarket. Although it took a little more walking, the materials for making Chinese food in the supermarket are more complete than other supermarkets.

"Hi Kelly!"

Zhen Fan turned to Kelly at the door. Willie said hello.

"Hi, I don't know your name yet!" said Kelly. Willie was a little interested in this Chinese boy, with a smile on his freckled face. Anyway, there were not many people in the supermarket, and no one had paid for it yet, so he simply wanted to chat with Zhen Fan.

"Fan Zhen!" Zhen Fan walked in, then stood beside her and talked to her.

"Zhen, the bastard was caught that day. I didn't expect the new police officer to be quite efficient. Now you can rest assured to buy things here. I guess they dare not act rashly!"

They mean the gangsters.

"What do you usually do? I haven't seen you much before, you just showed up recently, how about I guess?" Kelly blinked, and a customer came, and she was talking to Zhen Fan while she was cashiering.

"Okay, if you guess right, I'll treat you to Chinese food, if you guess wrong, then I'll cook you Chinese food!"

Zhen Fan blinked and smiled.

"Thirty-five dollars and twenty-one cents!" Kelly was quoting the price while collecting the money, and took the time to talk to Zhen Fan, "Go and buy your things, you cunning fellow, it's a deal!"

"Hey, you haven't guessed yet!"

"I'll tell you when you pay the bill!"

"Okay!" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, and then went to buy materials.

In fact, Kelly only guessed half right. Zhen Fan did immigrate here, but he was not an overseas student, but came to inherit the inheritance.

"Don't forget what you said about treating me to Chinese food."

Watching Zhen Fan go out, Kelly said something loudly.

"I know, I'll call you tomorrow, and I'll pick you up after you get off work!"

"Goodbye, Zhen!"

"Goodbye, beautiful girl!" Zhen Fan walked back on foot, this time he did not meet Eddie.

When she got home, Claire had already fallen asleep lying on the sofa, her little butt was arched, her little face was buried in the sofa, she was sideways, looking silly and cute.

Zhen Fan covered her with a thin blanket, and then began to prepare the ingredients for the evening.

Dinner is Kung Pao chicken, salt and pepper beef, braised fish and steak, and a big bowl of fish soup.

Thomas and Anne showed up promptly at five o'clock, bringing a plate of fruit salad, dessert after dinner, etc.

"Wow!" Thomas couldn't stop after taking a bite of salt and pepper beef, his mouth was full, and he said this, "Zhen, you are a real gourmet, an excellent cook, no, A brilliant artist. It's all about art."

Although Annie had tasted the delicious stewed beef and potatoes, the taste of dinner was different. Although she ate very reservedly, she never stopped with the knife, fork and spoon.

Zhen Fan was not so stupid as to teach them to eat with chopsticks, they all followed the western knife and fork habit. Although it is not very convenient, at least they taste better than using chopsticks.

While eating, Zhen Fan's phone rang!

"Sorry!" Zhen Fan said sorry, and then walked aside.

"Zhen, those incidents are really related. Four people died in that cafe. They were all performers. Three of them died in the lake. One of them jumped off the building, and it was you who gave her flowers. the one from..."

As soon as Sarah got connected, she began to talk incessantly.