Han Zong: Starting From Chinatown, Dominating South Korea

inside the kitchen,

Yang Qiaoan is busy working in front of the stove,

An unknown food was cooking inside the pot. Bai Chengze wanted to open it to take a look, but was stopped by Joan, "You can't open it now, it needs to be cooked for half an hour."

Bai Chengze nodded thoughtfully, and saw that Joan was cutting a ~carrot on the chopping board,

She used a fruit knife that didn't look sharp to carve the round radish slices into Korean characters.

Joan was concentrating on the work in hand, while showing off to Bai Chengze beside him: "Are you amazing? I practiced for a long time to see."

Bai Chengze nodded, and gently hugged Joan's soft waist from behind, and sincerely praised in her ear, "That's amazing, your cooking skills have improved a lot. "

"Of course," Yang Qiaoan was complacent, and seemed to be very pleased with Bai Chengze's praise,

She explained to Bai Chengze solemnly, "Just to practice this, I cut off a whole basket of carrots...

"Isn't that all a waste?" Bai Chengze rubbed his head against Joan's ear, why not use it to practice after finishing it?"

"What?" Yang Qiaoan was a little puzzled for a while,

Then, she quickly reacted,

She nudged Bai Chengze's chest lightly with her elbow,

"You're so annoying, master, I practiced my cooking skills so hard that I could cook you a delicious meal, and you still make fun of me like this..."

After all, Yang Qiaoan pursed her lips slightly, her face was full of anger, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Bai Chengze gently rubbed her delicate belly, and reminded casually, "Next time you cook, put on some clothes, and you will suffer if the hot oil splashes on you.

between the two talking,

Yang Qiao'an has placed a line of words carved from carrots on top of a bowl of rice,

The text is crooked, but it looks like it has been carved with great care,

Yang Qiaoan picked up the small bowl full of rice, "Deng thump, happy birthday, master!"

Bai Chengze was slightly taken aback, and saw the words "Happy Birthday" on the rice with a sense of ritual, and realized why Qiao An had gone through so much trouble.

He took the rice and held it in his hand, he also seemed a little surprised, "Are you white?"

"That's right," Yang Qiaoan nodded, "The birthday on your ID card is today, don't you forget it yourself?"

"I never celebrate my birthday," Bai Chengze lowered his head and sniffed the rice,

The rustic aroma is tangy, and the rice grains are distinct, which looks very hot.

"It will be over in the future," Yang Qiaoan turned around,

I looked at the alarm clock on the stove, and turned off the soup pot punctually,

While she was busy working on the stove, she said to herself, "It only happens once a year, so it needs to be more grand...

As she spoke, she lifted the lid of the pot,

A puff of white smoke rose into the sky in the country, steaming hot,

Yang Qiaoan took a small bowl, and poured a spoonful of thick porridge into the bowl,

Putting it under my nose and smelling it, I first praised myself, "It's so fragrant, this cooking is so successful, I've never cooked it so successfully..."

While talking, she came to the dining table with a steaming small bowl, and shouted to Bai Chengze behind her, "Come on, it's so hot..."

Bai Chengwan came to the dining table with a bowl of rice, looked at the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the table, feeling a little dazed.

The bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge was so lonely, it just stood there naked, looking extremely lonely.

sitting at an empty table,

Bai Chengze is facing a bowl of white rice on the left and a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the right.

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Xiaoxiao took a sip of the porridge, and to be honest, it tasted good, neither salty nor bland, smooth in taste, even in texture, and well cooked.

The steamed white rice is also excellent, and the texture and taste are very good.

It seems that after the sarcasm last time, Yang Qiaoan really put a lot of effort into cooking.

Whether it is porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, or steamed rice, Yang Qiaoan handles it very well.

It's just that the combination of these two things seems a bit out of place.

White rice is eaten with preserved egg and lean meat porridge. This way of eating is indeed too avant-garde and wild.

After two hard chews, Bai Chengze put down his chopsticks and frowned slightly, "Don't we have any food at home?"

"Ah?" Yang Qiaoan bit her finger lightly, "Food? I learned these two things before I had time to learn Shen."

After that, she picked up a piece of "radish" on top of the rice, and slowly stuffed it into Bai Chengze's mouth, "Carrots are also vegetables."

Bai Chengze chewed it calmly, the taste of the carrot was bitter and sweet, just like his mood at this moment.

"How is it?" Yang Qiaoan blinked and asked expectantly.

"That's great," Bai Chengze took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, "It's my blessing to have you..."

With Qiao An around, Bai Chengze doubted that he would not be able to eat four dishes for his birthday in this life.

But to say a thousand words and ten thousand, no matter what, Joan's kindness is obvious and full of sincerity.

Bai Chengze was very appreciative, he ate the rice bravely, and drank a bowl of porridge, then looked at Qiao An sincerely and said, "You are serious, really, you are the first one to celebrate my birthday. "

"Really?" Yang Qiaoan was very pleasantly surprised, and the whole person jumped with joy, "I also prepared a birthday present for you!"

After finishing speaking, she pulled Bai Chengze up from the dining table, and dragged him all the way to the door of the bedroom,

Then, Qiao An mysteriously stopped Bai Chengze on the spot, "You can't come in, you have to wait for me to come out."

……ask for flowers……

Bai Chengze nodded cooperatively, watched Qiao An step into the bedroom mysteriously, and locked the door behind his backhand.

Waiting, waiting time always seems extremely long,

Bai Chengze stood where he was, looking around casually,

He saw Fa Cai poking his head furtively from behind the wall, so he gave it a serious look,

This time, Fa Cai seemed to have a long memory, and also like a conditioned reflex, he shivered, retracted his head in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

I don't know how long it has been,

Bai Chengze heard a rustling sound coming from the bedroom, followed by the sound of thumping footsteps [that was the sound of Yang Jie'an walking barefoot on the wooden floor.

Next, the door lock turned, and there was a crisp "click" sound,

Joan inside cleared his throat, "You can come in, master."

Hearing this, Bai Chengze turned the doorknob hesitantly,

Pushing open the door, he saw Yang Qiaoan standing in front of him with a very charming posture.

She's wearing a bunny uniform,

On the top of the head is a pair of white rabbit ears, one protruding and the other drooping,

The upper body is a tight tights, which perfectly highlights her exquisite figure, showing the lines of the whole person vividly.

The black stockings on the lower body wrap two slender and slender big white legs. The thin texture of the stockings looks delicate and silky, making the skin underneath faintly visible. "There are ten kinds of hazy beauty.

Yang Qiaoan clasped her fingers shyly, turned around shyly, and twisted her buttocks at Bai Chengze, "And this."

Following the sound, Bai Chengze saw that there was a ball of white fluffy rabbit tail behind Joan's buttocks, like a snow-white ball, very cute and fluffy.

He took two steps forward, fiddled with Joan's tail with great interest,

Then he touched his chin and looked at it, frowning slightly and asked, "Why doesn't it fall?"

"I hate it," Yang Qiaoan turned around and looked at the malicious Bai Chengze, "The master clearly knows why, but he still asks him like this..."

Bai Chengze smiled, gently pulled one of Yang Qiaoan's arms, hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed her fragrant body fragrance, "So, are you now a white rabbit or a little girl?" black spot?"

Yang Qiaoan's face turned even redder, and she nodded slightly, "Qiaoan is a gift from the master..."

Bai Chengze lifted Yang Qiaoan's chin with a finger, and said with a smirk, "I understand, no wonder you like carrots so much..."

"What..." Yang Qiaoan slightly turned her face away.

Bai Chengze pinched Yang Qiaoan's cheeks, "Do you want to eat dried carrots?".