Chapter 52 Home Cooking

Her words made the little princess very happy.

She will be happy only if Papa is good. Of course, it would be even better if she is praised a few times.

"Oh, it's been more than three hours, Meng Qi, tell me, did you (shi) seduce our boss?" Yu Qingqing said with her lips curled.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think everyone is as nasty as you? The boss is an upright person, hmph." Liang Mengqi snorted softly, drove away Zhao Dahu who was sitting opposite Yu Qingqing, and sat on the chair by herself.

"Hmph, bullying people." Zhao Dahu also snorted lightly.

"Qingqing, let me tell you, the boss built a hill, it's so beautiful, there is..."

After sitting down, Liang Mengqi chatted with Yu Qingqing excitedly, and the topic was nothing more than what she saw and heard in Xinyue Mountain today.

For their ridicule, Zhang Han didn't pay attention, but came to the sofa with Mengmeng in his arms.

"Mengmeng, watch TV for a while, Dad is going to start cooking." Zhang Han glanced at the time, and it was half past five, and it would take almost an hour to cook a few dishes.

"Okay, Mengmeng wants to watch cartoons." Mengmeng replied with a milky voice.

Zhang Han turned on the TV with the remote control, and after calling out the children's channel, he walked into the kitchen with a noodle bag.

First, he put two large bags of white noodles into the locker. When he turned around and saw the particularly large rice cooker and oven on the cabinet, Zhang Han’s mouth twitched slightly.

'It seems that I underestimated the word foodie. '

Zhang Han felt a little funny, these kitchen utensils were not cheap, Zhang Han did not expect that the three foodies would replace them with large-capacity kitchen utensils so quickly.

The capacity of the rice cooker is 18 liters, how much is 18 liters?

You may not be clear about it. An 18L rice cooker can cook 28 cups of rice. The rice cooker has its own rice measuring cup. A flat cup of rice is equivalent to 3 taels of rice, and 3 taels of rice is almost three bowls of rice. Calculated by rice, it can cook meals for 42 people, if calculated according to three or two meters per person, it can cook meals for 28 people, and if calculated according to half a catty of rice per person, it can satisfy the amount of 17 people.

From here you can see how big the rice cooker is.

Zhang Han shook his head slightly, washed the rice, filled seven cups of rice and started cooking.

First, the eggs were beaten and set aside, and then the ingredients such as beans, potatoes, eggplants and tomatoes began to be packed.

After getting ready, Zhang Han picked up the manuals of each product and quickly flipped through them.

The prices of several kitchen utensils are not low, from which it can be seen that the three people have some assets.

Needless to say, Liang Mengqi knew from the phone call between her and her brother that she was a descendant of an out-and-out big family, and she was also the most valuable of the three.

Yu Qingqing is next, she is an authentic black belt Taekwondo, she works in the Taekwondo gym, her weekly working hours are only Saturday and Sunday, and her monthly salary is more than 200,000 yuan.

Zhao Dahu is slightly inferior among the three. He is the deputy director of a media company with an annual salary of about 1.3 million.

Just because they don't lack money doesn't mean they will spend it recklessly, and their food and entertainment are not extravagant, and Yu Qingqing's car at the door is a Volkswagen Magotan worth more than 200,000 yuan.

At this time, in front of the restaurant, the Land Cruiser that came at noon slowly parked in the parking space.

"boom!"

Zhao Feng got out of the car and closed the door, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, glanced deeply at the notice board in front of the restaurant, and walked in.

When it was time for dinner, Zhao Feng drove out of the company alone, and was going to find a restaurant for dinner. While driving, he was meditating on things, and before he knew it, he came to Zhang Han's restaurant.

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned by the side of the road, but he was at ease when he came, so he brought the car in.

He knew that he came here because Zhang Han put a lot of pressure on him at noon. He felt that Zhang Han was not an ordinary person. In addition to being curious, he wanted to taste what the 280 yuan egg fried rice looked like. .

when he walked into the restaurant.

Liang Mengqi, who was chatting, stopped talking,

Xiu raised her eyebrows, patted the table, stood up and said:

"What are you doing here again? Let me tell you, now is a society ruled by law, and, besides, this friend in front of me is a master of taekwondo black belt. If you come to make trouble, my friend will take action!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Feng was slightly taken aback, and looked at Liang Mengqi amusedly. He had a good impression of this brave and righteous girl, so Zhao Feng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I'm here to eat, not to make trouble."

"Hmph! Then I warn you, be honest here, or you will look good!" Liang Mengqi snorted softly and sat back.

Zhao Feng smiled and walked in, sat down on the innermost chair, and waited quietly, but his eyes would look at Zhang Han from time to time.

Zhang Han was boiling milk, and he looked like a well-behaved restaurant owner.

But Zhao Feng knew very well that this restaurant owner would take him down in less than a minute. You must know that the pressure he felt on him was stronger than that of his original captain!

And the me back then, held on to the captain's palm for nearly two minutes!

What he didn't know was that Zhang Han would need one move to take him down.

Although Zhang Han looks at the qi training period as a scumbag, don't forget that he looks at it from the perspective of a strong man who overcomes tribulation. In other words, if the qi training period is placed in the martial arts, it is also a master of inner strength!

What is the level of inner strength? Bright energy, dark energy, and then internal energy, that is, spiritual energy, will be born, and Zhao Feng is not even considered to be bright energy now.

Zhao Feng was staring at himself, and Zhang Han also noticed it, but he never cared about the eyes of 'ants'.

If Zhang Han still has the character of the old boy before, then he will probably fight all over the world after acquiring the ability to cultivate immortals, and become a real emperor who dominates the world.

But after going through ups and downs, now that he is reborn and has Mengmeng again, Zhang Han is more casual, and he is content with whatever happens. He feels that it is enough to take good care of Mengmeng.

When one's own strength is raised, the matter of the disappearance of parents is resolved, the whole family is happy, and they are brought to Xinyue Mountain, and they will live an ordinary life and be happy.

After the milk was boiled, Zhang Han put the pot directly on the counter, and suddenly a strong milk fragrance lingered in the house.

Although the three of Liang Mengqi had drunk, they still sniffed their noses intoxicated.

But Zhao Feng, who experienced such a taste for the first time, was a little surprised.

"It tastes...it seems pretty good."

Zhao Feng muttered to himself.

"Baba, Baba, Mengmeng is hungry." Mengmeng also felt hungry after smelling the scent, turned her head and said to Zhang Han's milk, "Mengmeng wants to drink a cup of milk first."

"Not now, the milk is very hot, and the meal will be ready in half an hour, just wait for a while." Zhang Han smiled softly.

"Hmmm...then, that's alright." Mengmeng pouted, and stopped watching TV. She just stepped on the sofa with her bare feet, her small arms resting on the backrest, and she tilted her head to watch. Looking at the busy Zhang Han.

On Zhang Han's side, the speed is obviously accelerated.

He took the chopped green onion in his left hand, and at the same time pulled out a Chinese kitchen knife from the knife holder with his right hand.

Zhang Han originally only had a few household knives, but after shopping with Liang Mengqi and the others, the kitchen utensils are really complete. There are more than 20 knives for boning knives, fish fillet knives, beef knives, peeling knives, etc., even cooking tools. Everything is also available.

However, Zhang Han didn't know the purpose of those knives, so he could only use the all-purpose Chinese kitchen knife.

Chinese kitchen knives are made of high-carbon steel, with sharp blades and wooden handles. They can cut, slice, chop, and chop all ingredients. Western chefs use them for heavy cutting and chopping work, but skilled Huaguo chefs can Use it for almost any job, from gutting shrimp to finishing demanding stir-fry preparations and more.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a rush of muffled sound, except for Zhao Feng who had been staring at Zhang Han, the three of Liang Mengqi couldn't help turning their heads to look over, and what caught their eyes was a flickering knife light, giving people a dreamlike feeling. phantom feeling.

In two seconds, a whole scallion was cut into neat scallions, the speed can be imagined.

After cutting the scallions, Zhang Han turned the Chinese kitchen knife in his hand and put it back on the knife holder, and pulled out a paring knife that Zhang Han knew.

This action stunned Mengmeng's eyes.

She said with great admiration: "Wow, Papa, it's amazing!"

This sentence is also the only thought in Zhao Feng, Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing and Zhao Dahu's heart.

"So handsome..." the two women thought in their hearts.

"It's really cool, I should practice it too." Zhao Dahu looked enviously.

"He... is a master with a knife!"

Only Zhao Feng's eyes are deeper, and he sees from a different angle than others. From Zhang Han's sword, he can see the aura of a master. Han can't last half a minute!

As for Zhang Han, when he heard the praise from the little princess, he didn't answer, nor did he turn his head, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He held the potato in his left hand, and used the paring knife in his right hand to quickly move back and forth, only to see the potato skin being removed bit by bit.

In just a few breaths, Zhang Han removed the potato skins, and Zhang Han also quickly sorted out the beans, eggplants, and tomatoes.

Take out a frying pan, put in oil, put the washed beans into the pan and stir fry for a while, then add potatoes and continue to stir fry, after a while, add light soy sauce, star anise, thirteen spices and a little sugar.

Reduce the heat to a low heat, put salt in about 20 minutes, minced green onion, minced garlic and Tianxiangmu can be out of the pot.

Zhang Han's set. The movements are smooth and flowing, giving people a very smooth and comfortable feeling, which is a kind of visual enjoyment.

After finishing this, Zhang Han wiped his hands, took off his apron and hung it on the side of the kitchen, walked to Mengmeng and sat down.

"Papa, you are amazing."

Zhang Han was sitting, and Mengmeng was standing, just enough to reach Zhang Han's face. The little princess put her arms around Zhang Han's neck, and brought the little cherry mouth closer.

"What?"

After kissing several times in a row, Zhang Han laughed heartily twice, and played with Mengmeng in his arms.

"That's great." Liang Mengqi murmured enviously.

"Mengmeng is so happy." Yu Qingqing murmured.

"It's so sweet, I want a daughter too, Qingqing, how about we..." Zhao Dahu hadn't finished speaking.

"roll!"