The president next door always wants to eat

Yan Huan was easy to fool, and he was dismissed by Lu Jingyuan's lame excuses before, let alone someone like Shao Zhengran.

"Let's not talk about this, let's hurry up and choose the ingredients, I still want to eat the western food you cooked for me." Yan Huan changed the topic after putting the ingredients into a cart.

Shao Zhengran knew it by heart, so he naturally stopped asking about Yan Huan's personal affairs, and just talked about things with her.

After purchasing the ingredients, Yan Huan and Shao Zhengran returned home together, and Shao Zhengran naturally stayed at Yan Huan's house to cook because it was inconvenient to move.

"There are many types of western food, but if you want to learn, I can make you a simple pasta first." Shao Zhengran looked at Yan Huan with a smile and said.

Yan Huan also likes to eat pasta. He originally thought that Shao Zhengran would make all kinds of things for her, but he didn't expect it to be the simplest pasta.

"I eat a lot of pasta, but I always feel that I still lack some taste." Yan Huan watched Shao Zhengran busy, and said to himself.

"Pasta is indeed very simple in Western food, but it is not easy to achieve real taste. Only the simplest can stand out." Shao Zhengran replied after washing the ingredients.

Yan Huan nodded, she was not proficient in western food, but she had a picky taste, so she really wanted to try Shao Zhengran's cooking skills.

　After a brief conversation, Shao Zhengran began to make pasta for Yan Huan. Although pasta is an entry-level one, there are many skills that need to be paid attention to.

Authentic raw materials are an important condition for pasta to have a good taste. In addition, the sauce for mixing pasta is also more important.

As the owner of the Four Seasons Hotel, Shao Zhengran has naturally put in a lot of effort in cooking, and he is even more proficient in cooking these things.

　What he did for Yan Huan today was his special skill, angel's hair.

　Anqle Hair, which is like noodles, is more suitable to match with thinner or thinner sauces, and it is less likely to appear greasy due to the absorption of too strong noodle sauces.

Yan Huan was originally sitting in the living room watching TV waiting for good news from Shao Zhengran, but after smelling the smell in the kitchen, he couldn't help but went straight into the kitchen.

　"How could a dish of pasta be so delicious?" She looked forward to it, even though she hadn't eaten it yet, her mouth was watering just smelling it.

Shao Zhengran was very satisfied with Yan Huan's expression, he smiled and said, "It's not ready yet, let's go out and wait, the pasta will be ready in a few minutes, and the seasoning is also very particular, after that time the taste will change."

Yan Huan looked at Shao Zhengran expectantly, her voice was a little excited: "Then I will wait for your good news."

After seeing her leave the kitchen happily, Shao Zhengran showed a mysterious smile. If Yan Huan could change jobs with a plate of food, he would be able to turn the tide before the competition.

After another ten minutes, Shao Zhengran simply cleaned up the kitchen and came out with pasta.

"Dinner is ready, come and have a taste, are you hungry after waiting for so long?" Shao Zhengran gently put the pasta in front of Yan Huan, and she also looked forward to the taste of this dish.

She picked up the knife and fork and couldn't wait to take a bite first. She was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes burst into disbelief.

"You...an ordinary pasta is so delicious?" She was still chewing on the pasta and asked Shao Zhengran vaguely, as if she wanted to find out the secret recipe.

But Shao Zhengran seized the opportunity, whetted Yan Huan's appetite, and told her what he did.

I saw Shao Zhengran gently open his thin lips and slowly explain to Yan Huan: "Authentic pasta has a strong bite, that is, it is half-cooked and feels a bit hard to bite. For us who are used to Yangchun noodles, we are naturally not used to it." Yes, so I added some salt and corn oil to the noodles to make the noodles more chewy and more fragrant." He flipped through the explanation like a spring breeze, and soon won Yan Huan's admiration.

Yan Huan here was eating pasta without knowing the taste, and Lu Jingyuan just finished dealing with the company's affairs and returned to Yan Huan's neighborhood.

Pei Yong stared at Lu Jingyuan closely, his eyes full of helplessness, "Brother Lu, I can only help you so much, but I don't know if she will forgive you for breaking the little girl's plate at you. You, you will go in later, you have to apologize sincerely."

Seeing Lu Jingyuan's indifferent appearance, Pei Yong only felt that he was worried about this boss.

Lu Jingyuan also didn't want to talk nonsense with Pei Yong, he didn't eat all day, so he had to knock on Yanhuan's door sincerely just to eat, okay?
He frowned slightly and looked at Pei Yong's exhortation like an old woman: "I know what to do, so stop here so that she won't find out."

After Pei Yong left, Lu Jingyuan smiled. He wondered if Yanhuan would feel lonely if he went to Yanhuan's house because he was not used to living without him.

Can't wait to run to the door of Yan Huan's house, Lu Jingyuan smelled the fragrance from Yan Huan's house with a keen sense of smell.

He knew that Yan Huan must be making delicious food and concealed it, so he happily opened the door and went in, but he saw a scene that surprised him.

A man unexpectedly appeared beside Yan Huan, and she seemed to have a very happy conversation with this man.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jingyuan would suddenly push the door open, and Yan Huan regretted not closing the door tightly.

"What are you doing here?" She said in an unhappy tone, although the matter of the dish has been settled, she still remembers it.

Seeing a piece of pasta on the table, Lu Jingyuan found an excuse and sat down unceremoniously to pick up the plate of pasta in front of Shao Zhengran.

Seeing this, Yan Huan immediately tried to stop her, but Lu Jingyuan had already stuttered on pasta.

Does Lu Jingyuan take this place as his family?Didn't he see any guests here?
"This is...?" Not wanting to make things difficult for Yan Huan, Shao Zhengran spoke first to ease the atmosphere.

Yan Huan saw that Shao Zhengran was still so gentle, and immediately felt that he was not on the same level as Lu Jingyuan.

"He is also my neighbor across the door." Yan Huan explained embarrassingly, he couldn't tell Shao Zhengran that Lu Jingyuan came to eat every day, could he?
And Shao Zhengran thought of what happened to Ling Feifei today, and he knew it in his heart, but he still reached out his hand to shake Lu Jingyuan's hand calmly.

"It seems that this gentleman likes the pasta I made very much, which makes me a little smug."

Shao Zhengran's indifferent words made Lu Jingyuan, who was eating with gusto, almost choke to death. This man actually made this dish?
Seeing this, Yan Huan quickly poured a glass of water for Lu Jingyuan and asked reproachfully, "Is there anything wrong? Those who don't know think you haven't eaten in 800 years."

Shao Zhengran's meticulous eyes narrowed slightly due to Yan Huan's concern as if no one else was there, and he took all of this into his eyes calmly.

"Why didn't you tell me that you didn't do this." Lu Jingyuan answered her after taking a sip of water, but he was full of hostility towards the man in front of him.

Yan Huan rolled his eyes, "You gobbled it up as soon as you came, did you give me a chance to talk?"

　After reacting, Lu Jingyuan looked at Shao Zhengran vigilantly. Could it be that this man also came here to eat?