The president next door always wants to eat

"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu?" Yan Huan shouted hastily.

"I, I rolled down the third floor—" Lu Jingyuan, whose nose was bruised and face swollen from the bump, replied weakly, his voice weak and desperate.

With an anxious expression on his face, Yan Huan ran down quickly, and finally found Lu Jingyuan who was beyond recognition at the corner of the third floor.

"You, why did you get off?" Yan Huan helped him up and asked incredulously.

Such a big person, but he can't walk up a flight of stairs?
Lu Jingyuan wanted to cry without tears, and said hoarsely, "What are you screaming all of a sudden? It scared me—"

"Ah, the voice-activated light on the fifth floor is broken, I often yell that, I didn't know you were so timid—" Yan Huan's face was dark.

This man is so handsome, why doesn't he look very smart——

"Can you still move? I'll help you up..." Yan Huan sighed helplessly, and helped Lu Jingyuan up from the third floor.

Although Lu Jingyuan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, luckily he didn't hurt his bones. After Yan Huan brought some simple medicine from home to disinfect him, he rubbed some medicinal wine.

"Mr. Lu, I don't think it's convenient for you to cook now. Why don't I make more meals for one person?" Yan Huan looked at Lu Jingyuan who was screaming in pain, and kindly suggested.

Although the fall was covered with wounds, it was a blessing in disguise that things went so smoothly.Lu Jingyuan was secretly happy in his heart, but a shy and reserved look appeared on his face.

"Why is this so embarrassing? I'm a newcomer, and I haven't come to visit you yet..."

"Oh, then I..."

"Since you are so enthusiastic, I will not be disrespectful. I am not picky about what I eat. It can be salty or sweet, sour or spicy, as long as it is delicious!" Lu Jingyuan raised his swollen and blue eyes, Said very naturally.

The sentence that Yan Huan hadn’t uttered yet, I’ll go home and cook for myself, and it got stuck in my mouth like this, and I forced it into: “Uh, my taste is more spicy, but you’re hurt now , I'd better make something lighter."

"Then thank you, Yan... Huan." Now that there is delicious food, Lu Jingyuan feels that his injuries are not so painful, but the two are meeting for the first time now. Standing up firmly, he said very diligently, "I can't eat your food for free, how about I help you? I can work quickly..."

"Haha, no need, no need, I can do it by myself. If you look like this, you should take a good rest." Yan Huan refused with some embarrassment, but secretly murmured in his heart, a man who can't even carry rice She is spoiled and spoiled, how can she look like she is working?
The rants are the rants, Yan Huan returned to his room, and when washing the rice, he still put one more person's amount.

After washing the rice and pressing the cooking button, Yan Huan began to wash and chop the vegetables quickly.

She bought eggplants, potatoes, peppers, and a small piece of pork belly today. She originally wanted to make Dongpo pork, and then stir-fry the ground three delicacies, but now there is one more person to eat, and the eggs are broken again, so she had to Cut the pork belly into thin slices, and plan to make fried pork belly with chili, then make potato shreds, and eggplant, and make a cold salad. At least there are three dishes, so it won’t look too shabby.

While thinking about it, she put the washed vegetables on the chopping board and cut them into categories.

Heat the oil in a pan, add the pork belly, add salt, and fry until the oil comes out, then add chili and garlic, and stir-fry until the small kitchen is filled with the choking chili smell, and then it can be served on a plate.

After blanching the shredded potatoes, wash them in cold water, heat the oil in a pan, add garlic, chili millet and other seasonings and stir-fry until fragrant, then add shredded potatoes and stir-fry over high heat until cooked.

As for the eggplant, Yan Huan steams it. After steaming, it is torn into small strips, and then mixed with salt, a little monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, chopped green onion, minced garlic, coriander, etc., and then poured on it with hot oil. With the sound of sizzling, the taste of eggplant was also stimulated.

After the three dishes were ready, Yan Huan tidied up the kitchen, then turned his head, intending to call Lu Jingyuan over for dinner.

However, as soon as she turned her head, she met a pair of deep and bright eyes.

Yan Huan was startled, and stared at Lu Jingyuan with wide eyes: "How did you get in?"

"You didn't close the door—" Lu Jingyuan sat on a small stool, looked at Yan Huan eagerly, and said very courteously, "Miss Yan, are you a chef? I just saw you throwing pots and frying vegetables, and the way you cook them is very good." professional."

Yan Huan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, put the dishes on the table, and replied, "It's the chef."

Even though she is the head chef, this little girl is quite modest. Sure enough, people who cook delicious food have exceptional personalities.Lu Jingyuan praised in his heart.

"Let's eat, Mr. Lu." Yan Huan filled two bowls of rice, pushed a bowl to Lu Jingyuan, and said familiarly, "We will be neighbors from now on, if you need anything, you can ask me for help."

"Miss Yan is so enthusiastic. It is really a blessing for Lu to have a neighbor like you." Lu Jingyuan looked at the home-cooked food on the table, and sniffed the smell of fireworks in the air. My taste buds came alive again.

He took a bite of chili fried meat, chewed it casually, and swallowed it.

However, this pepper was specially selected by Yan Huan. It was very spicy. He burst into tears suddenly, his eyes and nose turned red instantly, and the inside of his throat was also hot, as if he had been burned.

Lu Jingyuan: "." So spicy, so spicy!
Yan Huan originally wanted to turn on his phone to watch TV dramas, but seeing that Lu Jingyuan hadn't moved for a long time, he hurriedly glanced at him, and saw that he was completely stunned, sitting on the spot with tears streaming down his face.

"Could it be that you can't eat spicy food?" Yan Huan felt a little guilty, after all, she just said to make it light, but the three dishes were all spicy, although she had already reduced the amount of chili as appropriate.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I'm used to spicy food, I can't eat without chili, these three dishes are all spicy, or I—"

"No! No!" Lu Jingyuan was afraid that Yan Huan would say in the next sentence, "Why don't I order you a takeaway?" He hurriedly raised his palm and interrupted Yan Huan's words.

"I—" As he spoke, the spicy taste in his throat choked up, and his tears flowed down so hot that he couldn't even open his eyes.

"I'm just so touched!" Lu Jingyuan burst into tears with a whimper, his upper body sobbing, "I haven't eaten such delicious home-cooked food for more than ten years—I'm so touched! Me, my parents divorced since I was a child, my parents were so busy that they never touched the ground, and the nanny at home was always beating people. Every time I was very hungry, I was thinking about what home-cooked food tasted like - there was no takeaway at that time. It’s so common now that I often go next door to other people’s houses and smell the chimney—that’s the smell, that’s what I’ve longed for since I was a kid—”