Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

The same as when they came here, the two of them also had to pass through Nantian Lane when they went from home to the restaurant, but this time the eldest lady didn't even look in that direction, and directly dragged him onto the road on the other side.

What the hell, he never thought of going up that alley in his whole life!
Wen Xingying was "forced" to stride forward with Ye Linglan, but she felt a little helpless in her heart. It is still broad daylight, and there are still people who will walk that road. Besides, they will not be blocked there and beat them for a while stop...

But forget it, it doesn't matter if it takes a little more time, I don't want to make another hole in my head.

This is probably the most relaxed and comfortable time Wen Xingying and the eldest lady have had since they met. It was really that person who was doing the questions there, and he wore headphones and watched movies on his mobile phone, and that person was quite "self-reliant". He didn't bother him at all, just let him finish watching a scene smoothly.

And he didn't notice that Ye Linglan went out once, and went straight to the kitchen to find Brother Wen.

"Hey, why are you here?" Brother Wen said in surprise when he saw him.

"I'm here to learn from a teacher," Ye Linglan said with a smile, "Can you teach me how to stew fish soup?"

Brother Wen was a little surprised, but nodded, "Sure, but why do you want to do it yourself? Do you drink it yourself or give it to others?"

"It's for Wen Xingying," Ye Linglan scratched his head, "You know he's injured, I know fish soup is rich in protein, so I want to stew one for him."

This is why he checked it out and asked the doctor, saying that people with head injuries should eat foods high in protein.

Brother Wen knew that Wen Xingying was injured, and he also knew why Wen Xingying was injured. At this time, he really wanted to ask the girl in front of him, even if he wanted to make up his body, he could be done by others, so why do it himself?
But I endured it and said to him, "Okay, I'll teach you now."

When he returned to the private room, he took a look at the person who was still concentrating on watching the movie, and thought to himself, you have to wait, my uncle is going to make super delicious fish soup for you, you see how blessed you are...

But stewing fish soup is really not an easy task. I knew it from Brother Wen’s explanation. Ye Linglan went into the kitchen when she got home that night. The kitchen is not for finding something to eat, but for cooking something not for yourself.

But it doesn't matter, I have known that person for so long, no matter from which point of view, this cooking trip is as it should be.

He had raw fish at home, and the scales had been scraped to remove the guts. He took one out and put it on the cutting board. The next step was to make a few cuts on it.

... This action is embarrassing enough. Ye Linglan has never done such a "cruel" thing in her life. She carefully cut the fish twice with a knife, and only made a small cut.

What are you going to do next, chop the onion and ginger?But that person is not suitable for eating onion and ginger right now, so this step can be skipped.Then the next step is to fry the fish, how should the fried fish be fried...

Ye Linglan thinks that it is best to perform such difficult movements under the guidance of the master. It is already so late and I should not toss...

Dad was still in the living room at this time, and when he came out, he greeted him and asked him what he was doing. He didn't tell the specific details, but said that he wanted to learn how to stew fish soup.

Dad didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Then let Mrs. Zhang teach you."

That's right, although in Ye Linglan's opinion, Mrs. Zhang's skills are not as good as Brother Wen's, but I can only ask her for advice at home.

After thinking about it, I said to my dad: "I will stew it for you when I learn it."

Dad immediately smiled, "Okay, then Dad will wait!"

The next few days were very similar to the first day. The two of them went to class during the day and went to the restaurant at night. Ye Linglan would always buy him a lot of food during the day, and would accompany him when he needed to change his medicine. Wen Xingying Once, I couldn't help but tell him that I really hope that my injury won't heal for the rest of my life.

...Ye Linglan forced herself to control the urge to push him on the head.

His study of stewing fish soup is still going on. After talking to his father that night, he got up very early the next day and went into the kitchen to find Mrs. Zhang. Said, then heat the pan, pour the oil in, put in the fish when the oil is hot, and fry the fish until golden.

"Don't be in a hurry to turn it over, but it shouldn't be too late, or the fish will be burnt," Mrs. Zhang said, handing him the shovel. "Now try to turn it over."

"Okay." Ye Linglan stretched the shovel under the fish and tried to turn it over, but with a lot of strength, he almost pushed it straight out. At this moment, another drop of oil splashed in the pot, and he immediately retracted his hand in fright.

"These skills need to be practiced slowly, and it's normal to be burned, miss, please do your best." Aunt Zhang patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Linglan wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, is it too late for me to regret it now?

On the [-]th and [-]th, they didn't go to school anymore, but went to the gym, because the third year of senior high school had to take the college entrance examination in those two days.When it comes to this question, Wen Xingying feels very speechless. Wang Jie and Li Hang are both seniors in high school, which means they both need to take the college entrance examination, but I really don't see it from them.

On the morning of the [-]th, classes were held as usual. When the young lady came in, she still had a thermos in her hand, and sent it directly to the podium, "It's for you."

Wen Xingying glanced at him in surprise, opened the lid of the bucket, and suddenly a burst of aroma wafted into his nostrils, and his stomach seemed to be emptied immediately. He looked at the milk-like white liquid in the bucket and then at the person in disbelief, " Is this fish soup?"

"Yes." Ye Linglan smiled.

"This..." Wen Xingying didn't know what to say, because he felt that something like "fish soup" really didn't fit in with "classroom", so he had a strange thought in his heart, and hesitantly asked that person, " You can't cook it for me, can you?"

"That's right." The eldest lady said this briskly and didn't continue, feeling that there was no need to say more.

Wen Xingying got up and walked over to hold his hand in his hand, and turned thousands of words into two words, "Thank you." Then he looked at his hand, "Are you not hurt?"

Needless to say, this person's cooking skills can be guessed roughly, and he always feels that even if his hands are not "scarred" after making these soups, there must be more than one injury.

The eldest lady withdrew her hand in embarrassment, "Okay, hurry up and drink the soup, it will be cold. By the way, you must eat the fish, fish is much more nutritious than soup."

"Of order!" Wen Xingying returned to the podium with a smile, impatiently filled a spoon with some soup and put it in her mouth, a multicolored light suddenly appeared in her heart, and countless firecrackers crackled.

"It's so delicious!" Ye Linglan almost picked up the bucket.

The taste of this fish soup should belong to the best one he has ever tasted. It tastes very fresh and thick, but not greasy. After drinking it, his stomach becomes warm and his mouth is full of fragrance.

Ye Linglan smiled, feeling that because of his elated expression and that comment, all her hard work in the past few days had been rewarded. As for how many fish were damaged, how much oil and salt wasted, and how many times they were scalded, it was completely worthless mentioned.

I forgot to mention, in fact, I have already been praised this morning. He asked someone to buy two live fish early in the morning. After they were all stewed, one of them was brought to his father. Dad only tasted it. That is to say, there is no need to hire a cook at home in the future.

Now the person on the podium ate all the edible things in the bucket at the speed of light, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, his face was full of happiness, "Ah, I feel that my whole life has been fulfilled."

"I'll go to yours." The eldest lady couldn't laugh or cry, and looked at her book again.

"Why don't you go work in our restaurant with your skills. The boss is willing to give you double salary. You don't have to do anything else, just stew fish soup. It is estimated that customers will go around the world from the door of our shop."

Ye Linglan: "..."

"Whoever wants to marry you in the future will be so blessed. No matter if you quarrel or get sick, no matter what happens, you just need to make a bowl of fish soup for your wife and you will definitely coax her to heaven in seconds."

Ye Linglan continued: "..." What's the matter with Qianqing?

When Ye Linglan bought something for Wen Xingying after class that day, the person waved his hand, "No, I don't want to eat these things at all after eating the fish soup in the morning."

Ye Linglan: "...Then don't eat anymore."

Then sit down and open a fish sausage, I eat it myself!

In the morning of the next two days, he brought fish soup to the man again, and the day of No.11 was also the day when Wen Xingying went to the hospital to remove the stitches, and finally he was able to take off the headgear in a fair manner, and he was quite regretful when he left the hospital Said: "Will you not make fish soup for me in the future?"

Ye Linglan was noncommittal, but said: "Let me treat you to dinner, I said it earlier."

"……All right."

It was also lunch time, although Wen Xingying hadn't tasted much these past few days, except for the fish soup in the morning, the eldest lady took him to a taxi for 10 minutes and stopped at the door of a shop.

Wen Xingying looked up, and there were two large characters on it: hot pot.

He was like: "..."

"That's just right," Li Hang immediately became interested, "Let Ajie dance tango with you, I dance samba with you, who else, Linglan, let him dance Chacha."

Wen Xingying & Ye Linglan: "..." I really didn't know he could dance Chacha.../Who told you I could dance Chacha...

Andy brought them a plate of fruit, Wen Xingying took the watermelon and handed it to Ye Linglan, who watched Wang Jie dance with great interest while eating the watermelon, the elder brother played the music and started to perform immediately after everyone came in , His footsteps are very flexible, making rhythmic sounds in line with the music, and his upper body is also swaying left and right, with a smile on his face. When the music stops, he also bows slightly to give a perfect curtain call.