MTL - Here Comes The Lady Chef-Chapter 22 Fine wine

"Hi father, you are back!" Zhou was sewing under the lamp, and when he heard the door ringing, he raised his eyes, but saw Wen Shouzheng came in with a trembling flower, his side was gentle like the water in the pond.

"Hey, hey." Wen Shouzheng was sitting at the table with his butt, presumably thinking of the scene in the kitchen after the afternoon, and there was another secret.

"Hi father, are you coming back very early today, have you eaten?" Zhou's strange, got up and went to the kitchen to get some food.

"Hey, hey." Wen Shouzheng still smirked.

"Mother, Dad brought back from Drunk Xianlou, did you eat it?" Gentle to see Wen Shouzhen's smirk, can not help but feel funny, cover the tip of the nose with one hand, like a daffodil budding.

"His father, don't be old, hey, take out the food, I'll go get hot for you!" Zhou was a little annoyed and pushed Wen Shouzheng awake.

"Oh oh!" Wen Shouzheng came back to this, touched his arms from side to side, and saw that the beef and steamed buns were still warm, they took them out and put them directly on the table.

"Rou'er, eat more, and you'll be full to help you make wine!" Wen Shouzheng suddenly remembered that there was another important thing tonight, which was a big business!

If it is true as the treasurer said, if there is one or two pieces of silver in each altar, hehehehehe ...

Wen Shouzheng smirked again.

I had dinner, and Zhou was busy sewing clothes.

庭 In the morning, Wen Ting said that his schoolwork was busy. He lived in a school recently and would not return. In fact, he intentionally avoided Wen Shouzheng!

Wen Shouzheng, the father, usually speaks tenderly to gentleness, but when he sees Wen Ting, he turns cold. Although it is hate iron and steel, love is deeply responsible, but where Wen Ting lives so severely, naturally he can hide and hide! The school is leisurely, just reading.

Wen Shou is following the gentle straight to the kitchen. He wants to see with his own eyes, can this so-called chicken rum wine really be made overnight?

"Dad, how many wine jars are there in the house?" Gentle asked while washing the rice.

"I went to the storeroom to see the wine from the Yin family before, I didn't throw the jar after drinking!" Wen Shouzheng said, turned his head and went to the storeroom.

"It's the Yin family again!" The teeth were tickling with tenderness.

"Yin family, I will never let you go in this life!" Gentle swears in her heart.

He turned around and glanced at the wine that Yin Deshun had just sent to the altar near his feet. The pickled things in this altar had long wanted to throw it! I didn't even think about it tenderly, tearing open the altar and holding the altar straight to the thatched house.

After a while, Wen Shouzheng was pushing a small car, and he came out of the warehouse with a humming sound. There were two layers of wine jars on the car.

数 Gentlely counted, there are as many as forty altars, and my heart is angry: Dad, you can drink too much these years!

"Rouer, this altar wine ..." Wen Shouzheng removed the altar and pointed at the wine that the Yin family had just sent a few days ago.

"Oh, I'm down!" Gentle eyes didn't raise, and he responded while washing the jar.

"Where the hell?" Wen Shou was in a hurry, chopping his mouth with both hands and looking hard into the jar.

"The hut!"

"Maofang? You girl, you really want to **** me off! That's a good wine that hasn't been opened yet!" Wen Shouzheng felt distressed and writhed his throat.

"Dad, Chef Gao's ancient spectrum said that chicken ming wine can't be co-drinked with other wines, otherwise it will be thin!" Gentle made a lie.

"Then you can't fall into that hut!" Wen Shouzheng heard Rashan, subconsciously touched his stomach, his expression eased a bit.

"Dad, do you want to make wine for me anymore? Let's make this chicken rum, but one or two pieces of silver are prepared!" Gentle and deliberately used silver to slap Wen Shouzheng with half-smiles in his clear eyes. .

"Oh ... so, this can only be so!" Wen Shouzheng sighed and shook his head weakly,

I wanted to count another girl, and shot her again, and no one made wine. I thought that there was a note from the treasurer in the sleeve, really a silver or two!

Wen Shouzheng didn't stop talking, 讪讪 retreated behind me, and honestly gave me a gentle start.

I boiled water, steamed rice, and added liquor tunes in proportion for a while, and then moved the jar wisely ... The father and daughter cooperated with each other and were very busy.

At night, a full forty chicken rumblings will be installed, waiting for the chicken chanting tomorrow morning!

"Rouer, go and rest, Minger has to get up early!" Wen Shouzheng shook his sour arm and looked at the girl's tired look distressed.

下来 On this day, gentle is cutting vegetables, side dishes, and busy making wine at night. Wen Shouzheng, a man in his thirties, is a little tired, not to mention the tenderness of twelve years old!

"Haha-" Gentle yawning for two consecutive times, really sleepy, forced to fight hard, eyes wide open, "Daddy, you go to bed earlier."

He said, he staggered back to the house and went to sleep, then planted it in bed and fell asleep with his clothes.

Although Wen Shouzheng felt tired, he had no drowsiness at all. If he had a belly during the day, he would just pour out at the moment.

"Fuck, did you sleep?" Wen Shouzheng was lying on the bed, pounding Zhou's with his elbow.

"Don't sleep yet?" Zhou's sleep slumbered, and Wen Shouzheng tossed and asked in a confused way.

"Mother, tell you an amazing secret, I found that our family Rouer is just a cooking wizard!" Wen Shouzheng turned his body from side to side, pulled the quilt angle, and leaned on the body.

"Oh." Zhou was so impatient that he just barely responded.

"Hey, I said, Rouer not only has an excellent sense of smell and taste, but also cuts and side dishes are top-notch!" Wen Shouzheng's eyes are bright. Although he has nearly three months, he is more energetic.

"Hoo ... hoo ..." Zhou's sweet snoring sound.

"Hee!" Wen Shouzheng originally wanted to say something more. His left hand was simply retracted and he closed it with a smile on his corner of his mouth. He probably had a dream tonight!

Late at night.

"Good wine!" Wen Shouzheng turned over, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and murmured in ambiguous language. It seemed that there was no drink in this dream!

Wu Tianmengliang, Zhou's already got up.

"His father, what did you want to say to me last night? Why don't I remember a sentence?" Zhou's groomed and asked.

Wen Shouzheng proudly said, "My girlfriend is a cooking wizard. Yesterday, I found that Rouer not only smelled good, but also cut and side dishes! No, no, no It will be at a glance! "Wen Shouzheng mentioned his own daughter, that pride was beyond words.

激动 This excitement doesn't matter. Even the buttons were deducted several times. It wasn't until Zhou smiled back and forth before he looked down and found out.

"His father, what are you talking about? But really?" Zhou didn't believe it, who would read it in the world, not to mention being gentle at twelve years old.

"I didn't believe it at first ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Hey, don't talk anymore, I'll let Rouer perform for you. I have to get up and wait for the pillars to pull the wine later!" Wen Shouzheng held back again Button, while looking for shoes in a hurry to go out.

"Pulled wine?" Zhou's was different again. How could he wake up and couldn't understand it at all?

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The shopkeeper of Dr. Xianxianlou ordered our chicken roe, and we will let the pillars come later. Hey, one or two pieces of silver in each altar!" Wen Shouzheng turned back and rushed Zhou smiled proudly, humming Xiaoqu and went to work.

"How much?" Zhou was shocked.

"One or two pieces of silver! Oh, by the way, it was called Rouer later. She worked hard last night and let her sleep for a little longer!" Wen Shouzheng took two steps, turned back to explain, and then went out shaking his head again.

"Mother, dad?" Not long after, gently rubbing his sleepy eyes, messing out his hair.

"Rouer, why don't you get more sleep?" Seeing Gentlely, Zhou Shi asked with concern, and gestured with a finger to indicate that Wen Shouzheng had gone to the kitchen.

Gentle yawning, slowly entered the kitchen. But seeing the figure of Wen Shouzheng, lingering in front of a wine altar, the up and down, slumped and raised.

"Dad! You're drinking again!" Gently yelled.

Wen Shouzheng did not pay attention, a 哆嗦, the wine 舀 in his hand fell to the ground.

"Your girl, it scared me! Where am I stealing! I just tasted it to see if the wine is gone!" Wen Shouzheng said.

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