Siheyuan: No one can afford this man

The three of them took their seats one after another.

I don't know if it's the reason why I came to eat, or the food at Ran Qiuye's family is already very good.

Yan Jieli looked at the food on the table full of emotion. After all, it can be said that there are very few families who can prepare six dishes and one soup for a small family gathering these days.

Liu Qiong's cooking skills were very good, and the three meat and three vegetables on the table were all delicious in color, fragrance, and taste. Yan Jieli felt that the taste of these dishes was absolutely good before eating them.

Twice-cooked meat is bright red in color, Kung Pao chicken has a strong spicy clove flavor, and chicken stewed with mushrooms makes Yan Jieli's breath full of the fragrance of hazel mushrooms.

Yan Jieli himself has superb cooking skills, so he can naturally tell the difference between good and bad.

These three meat dishes are the next best, and the most tempting one is the stewed eggplant.

While keeping the appearance of the eggplant intact, it is also soft and rotten.

With the clear and light green vegetable tofu soup, even the nutritional balance has been considered.

Although there are not many dishes here, they are all very ordinary home-cooked dishes.

But this kind of life is out of reach for ordinary people. You must know that the supplies these days can be said to be extremely scarce. Even if it is the New Year's Eve, there are not many people who can eat four dishes.

Don't look at the big ostentation that Director Yang made for his mother's [-]th birthday before, but you must know that it cost more than a month's salary for a leader at the factory director level.

And not counting the drinks or anything else, I spent more than 30 on the food alone.

Although Ran Zhengyang and Liu Qiong are also regular employees, their salaries are not very high.

To be able to make such a sumptuous dish to greet Yan Jieli is already considered quite important.

Yan Jieli sat in front of the table, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, he was a little surprised, and said, "Uncle and aunt, isn't this too rich?"

Liu Qiong wiped her hands with her apron, and said with a smile, "Why are you being polite? Today is your first visit, and don't you want to propose a marriage? You can't be so casual."

Yan Jieli smiled and said nothing more.

Ran Qiuye looked at the dishes on the table that were rarely eaten, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Sitting down beside Yan Jieli, he put a piece of diced chicken into his bowl: "Quickly try my mother's cooking and see how it compares to yours?"

Yan Jieli smiled wryly and said modestly: "Don't hurt me, how can I compare with my aunt with my little skills."

Ran Zhengyang looked at Yan Jieli curiously, and said in surprise, "Little Yan? Can't tell you can cook?"

Yan Jieli nodded modestly: "A little bit, a little bit."

Seeing how humble he was, Ran Qiuye quickly pulled his arm and shouted excitedly, "Hey, hey, why are you like this? Being too humble is pride!"

Then he turned his face to Ran Zhengyang and Liu Qiong and said, "Mom and Dad, you don't know. Xie Li's cooking skills are so good that he can't even compare with the chefs in their factory. Last time I went to play with him At that time, the braised pork he made for me was delicious, much more delicious than what Mom made."

Apart from work, Liu Qiong's biggest hobby is tinkering with food. Hearing what Ran Qiuye said, he immediately became interested.

Asked curiously: "Xiao Yan, who did you learn your cooking skills from? I have heard that the chef in your factory is the heir of the Tan family cuisine."

Yan Jieli scratched his head, and said casually: "Auntie, it's not as exaggerated as Xiao Yezi said. I just went to help a master master when I was in the countryside. He saw that I was still smart, so he taught me two hands .”

"In the years before I came to the city, he often dictated to me the recipes he knew and how to deal with some dishes. After that, I slowly figured it out by myself."

Hearing what Yan Jieli said, Liu Qiong couldn't help but wondered, "Huh? Xiao Yan. I really can't see it, you are actually a culinary genius."

As he spoke, he elbowed Ran Zhengyang, and said angrily, "Old Ran, look at Xiaoyan. He is talented in writing, can cook, and is considerate to Qiuye. Will you see you again? We are getting married For so many years, I haven't even eaten the porridge you boiled."

He sighed as he spoke, and said pretending to be sad: "Hey, it seems that I don't expect to enjoy the food cooked by your professor Ran Zhengyang in my life. I really envy our daughter, who has such a good boy friend."

Ran Zhengyang was scolded by his own wife, which made him really speechless. The two of them have been married for so many years, why did his own wife suddenly look down on him.

The chopsticks in Ran Zhengyang's hand were about to reach for the bowl of stewed chicken and mushrooms, but when Liu Qiong said this, he immediately froze there, and he didn't know whether to continue to stretch out the chopsticks in his hand or retract them.

Seeing her father froze there, Ran Qiuye found it quite funny, but she had never seen her father so embarrassed.

I couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Ran Zhengyang was so stimulated by his daughter's laughter that he came back to his senses, pretended to cough twice to ease his embarrassment and said, "Ahem! Wife, this old saying is good, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. Besides, I didn't have conditions at that time. , and no one taught me. Do you think anyone can have a good teacher like Xiao Yan?"

Liu Qiong gave Ran Zhengyang an angry look, her face was full of coquettishness, and she said reproachfully: "Okay, you old Ran is a gentleman, and we are all villains. Okay?"

Ran Zhengyang was speechless for a long time by his own wife. No matter how knowledgeable a man is, he can only raise his hand and surrender when facing women's nonsense.

Looking at the three people in front of him in embarrassment, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Isn't this meal prepared for the son-in-law's visit?

Why do I feel like the first time I went to see my father-in-law?

This meal is not allowed to eat slightly.

At this kind of time, it is still a man who knows how to feel sorry for a man. Seeing the two women blaming Ran Zhengyang continuously, Yan Jieli opened his mouth to help him out: "It's different, when I was busy farming in the countryside, I only had time left, so I didn't give it to myself. I'm afraid I'm going to be bored to death if I find something to do, or I don't have time to think about recipes."

"It's a person with no ability who doesn't do his job properly. Uncle is different. He has to spend time every day to study knowledge."

"I'm sure Auntie, you can understand which is more important, learning or cooking. It's not worth the gain to waste the time of learning on such things."

Someone helped out, and the smile on Ran Zhengyang's face immediately returned: "Hey, listen, daughter-in-law, what Xiao Yan said makes sense. This is what I wanted to say, but I just didn't remember it for a while."

Liu Qiong rolled his eyes at him, put a piece of chicken in his bowl and said, "You can pull it down quickly, you can't stop your mouth if you have something to eat."