Comfortable life in Siheyuan

They had to go to Nan Yi's house for lunch at noon, so they didn't stay with Sha Zhu's family. After being busy for a while, they all went back. Tian Xiuyun held Xixi in her arms and fed her.

Liu Qingshan thought the time was almost up, so he asked Feng Yu to give the child to his mother, and the two went to Nan Yi's house together.

Liu Qingshan was walking with a bottle of Fenjiu in his hand, and suddenly it occurred to him that his current look was quite similar to that of the man eating with the third uncle, except that his was just a bottle of water mixed with liquor.

When they arrived at Nan Yi's house, the couple were already busy. Just as Feng Yu was about to go into the kitchen to help, he began to feel nauseous.

"No, my dishes are quite fresh, it shouldn't be that serious!" Nan Yi looked confused.

"It's not your problem. My wife is pregnant and can't stand the smell of oil smoke." Feng Yu also had pregnancy reaction in the past two days, and the reaction was quite strong.

"Didn't you just give birth to a baby?" Ding Qiunan came out and said in surprise.

"The child is three months old. She got pregnant by chance." Liu Qingshan blushed.

"You're so fast. We've been married for half a year and still haven't gotten pregnant!" Ding Qiunan looked at Feng Yu with some envy.

"You are a doctor yourself. Didn't you go for a physical examination?" Liu Qingshan said with a smile.

"We both had physical examinations before marriage, and we were in good health. Maybe our destiny has not arrived yet." Ding Qiunan said with a smile.

"Yeah, this kind of thing can't be rushed." Xiaoyu pushed Qingshan away and started chatting with Ding Qiunan.

"Chef Nan, let me see what delicious dishes you have prepared." Nan Yi is the descendant of the imperial chef. He has excellent skills and he is not bound by the type of dishes. He can skillfully use existing ingredients to make many delicious dishes.

“It was just some simple home cooking, stir-fried shredded pork, braised tofu with pickled vegetables, stir-fried bean sprouts, and fried cabbage with oil residue.

I also stewed half a chicken to nourish your wife. I thought she was feeding the baby, so I wanted to give your wife some nutrition. Now that she is pregnant with you, it is a good opportunity to nourish her body. "Nan Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll cook for you." Liu Qingshan didn't consider himself a guest, he just sat down and started working.

"You said you were coming, so why are you still carrying things? Why are you being so polite to me?" Nan Yi said while cutting vegetables.

"I'm not being polite. I brought a bottle of Fenjiu. Let's drink together later." Liu Qingshan responded.

"Sure, this wine is good. I'll have to drink a few more glasses." Nan Yi said.

One of them was making the fire while the other was cooking, and soon all the dishes were ready.

The dishes were served on the table, and Nan Yi said, "Let's eat first. There's still some chicken soup left. It's in the stew pot and will be ready soon. Let's eat while we wait."

Nan Yi’s cooking is very particular about color, aroma and taste. The color matching and plating of these dishes are very particular.

"You are really good at cooking home-cooked meals. The dishes are so beautiful and the presentation is so delicate. You don't look like a cook anymore but more like an artist." Liu Qingshan really admired Nan Yi's cooking skills. He and Sha Zhu were both good cooks, but they had different heritages and focuses.

But for Liu Qingshan, they are all equally delicious and equally enjoyable.

"You can talk more with He Yuzhu from our hospital in the future. I guess you two will have more topics to talk about. The food he cooks is also delicious." Feng Yu said with a smile.

"Yes, this afternoon, their family will come to my place and help me pickle kimchi. You two can chat more. He is the chef of the third canteen in our factory." Liu Qingshan also felt that the two might become good friends.

"Okay, we both have nothing to do this afternoon, so let's go to your place together." Nan Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, eat the food quickly, or it will get cold." Ding Qiunan opened the glass of wine and poured a glass for Liu Qingshan and Nan Yi.

"Okay, I'll try Chef Nan's food."

Several people couldn't stop eating it once they started, it was truly an ultimate enjoyment.

The two female comrades were equally fast in eating, and they couldn't stop eating with their chopsticks.

“My cooking skills are pretty good, aren’t they? I hope I didn’t disappoint you. It’s just that the ingredients are limited, otherwise I could have prepared a whole banquet for you.” Nan Yi said with a smile as he looked at the people who were eating with gusto.

"Okay, you are worthy of being the chef of Nan. Your cooking skills are beyond reproach. However, if you want to prepare a full-course banquet, I guess it will be hard to have the opportunity in the future. Come, let's have a toast."

The two of them toasted each other and after a while they had almost finished their meal.

Nan Yi stood up and brought the chicken soup over.

"Soup is here!"

Ding Qiunan picked up the soup spoon and scooped a bowl of soup for Feng Yu first, and also put a big chicken leg in her bowl.

"Come on, pregnant women should take more supplements."

Feng Yu had a particularly good appetite today and was a little full from eating so much.

"Thank you, Brother Nan's cooking is so delicious. I ate a little too much today." Feng Yu said with a blushing face.

"It's okay. I eat the food he cooks every day. I can't control my appetite. I guess I'll become a fat man in a few years." Ding Qiunan said with a smile.

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, everyone sat there and didn't want to move.

"Nan Yi, is this skill of yours inherited from your family?" Feng Yu was quite curious. Sha Zhu in the yard was the family chef.

"My ancestors were imperial chefs, and this craft is passed down from generation to generation in our family." Nan Yi said with a smile.

"Then you have to pass on this skill. Qiunan, you have to work hard to give him more sons." Liu Qingshan joked with a smile.

"We are working hard on it." Ding Qiunan was not shy and responded with a smile.

"Of course. If your son wants to learn, I can teach him. I'm just afraid you won't be willing to let him go. I suffered a lot when I learned to cook before." Nan Yi looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile.

"Why would you be reluctant to give it up? Nowadays, having a skill is the real wealth."

"Yes, as the old saying goes, cooks will never starve in a famine, and we craftsmen make a living by our skills."

"Yes, the cook's wife won't go hungry either." Feng Yu joked with a smile.

Several people burst into laughter.

After chatting for a while, Nan Yi stood up to clean the table. Liu Qingshan and his wife also wanted to help, but were stopped by Ding Qiunan.

"Okay, stop trying. He'll be done in a while." Ding Qiunan smiled and pushed away the two people who wanted to help.

"Then let's go back. My house is in the east wing of the backyard. You can go directly there through the alley on the east side, or you can go through the main gate to the backyard." Liu Qingshan briefly explained to Ding Qiunan.

"Okay, I get it. We'll go there in a bit and take a good look around your house."

After saying that, the two of them went back.

After returning to the courtyard, Liu Qingshan first checked in the yard to see if the vegetables and pots he washed in the morning were dry. Then he went back to the house and took out the quilts and tea leaves.

Just as we were getting ready, Sha Zhu came over alone.

"Qingshan, I forgot something this morning and just remembered it. Go boil some hot water and wait for it to cool down. I'll need it later." Sha Zhu said as he turned over the dishes.

"Okay, I'll get it right now."

"The food is almost done. It's ok. I'll go back first and come back in the afternoon."

"Okay, Nan Yi and his wife will come over this afternoon, and I think you two chefs can have a good chat."

"Row!"

Shazhu put his hands behind his back and went back.