"Is that boy really that dangerous?"

"It's like a shit pit! There's only shit when you get close!"

"Is it impossible to say?"

"Not to say!"

"Now we two old men can only drink here, so we can't do anything else?"

"cannot!"

“Why?”

"You will be beheaded." Old Zhang looked at the red wine made in his hand, and after drinking it all, he looked at Nan'er's back walking towards the kitchen, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings! Looking at the old friendship for many years, I advise you not to care too much."

Even the King of Zhenbei dared not interfere more. What qualifications are they?

But why didn’t Zhenbei King interfere?

Could it be related to the boy's strange body?

Shaking his head, twisting over, looking at Zhao Wenchi with a contemplative look on his face, "Drink and drink! Let's drink! Don't think too much!"

However.

Zhao Wenchi ignored Mr. Zhang's words and sighed, "Old Zhang!" paused, "You know... I owe that girl! So, how could you watch her jump into the kang?"

"Although it's a fire kang! But..." Old Zhang was silent for a moment, shook his wine glass meaningfully, "Maybe it can't be burned, can you still warm your body?"

...

"The kang...it's been useless for a long time."

Xia Ren shook his head with emotion while blowing the kang. The same was true for him in the countryside. The tree poles caught fire, but later they disappeared and switched to gas. Therefore, some houses gradually filled in the kang, and even the new houses were not surrounded by the kang.

It’s just that remote rural areas are inconvenient. Every time the village uses up gas, they need to carry the gas tank to the town to inflate it.

Xia Ren looked at the disaster and waited until the heat was strong, he still did the same thing, and started cooking oil. As for the dishes... he had already washed it and cut it, so he was ready to put it in the pot.

It looks like it.

Teacher Nan'er's grandfather really wanted to treat him to a meal, but he didn't expect... to meet that old guy Zhang.

That old guy is shameless and has no choice but to do anything about it.

Xia Ren shook his head. Of course, cooking is a rare interest. He likes to watch food short videos when he has nothing to do. After watching it, he feels that he has been useless.

I originally thought I also had the talent of a food blogger.

pity.

I can’t tell jokes, have good eloquence, and I’m just awesome in cooking, and have no special features. Therefore, I can only give up the path of internet celebrities.

Feeling that the fire was lowered a little, he shouted loudly, "Come on, help blow the fire!" After that, he shook his head, "I haven't used it for a long time, but I'm a little unfamiliar. I actually asked me to cook. I'm really not afraid of poisoning me!"

"Sir, joking."

A familiar but gentle voice came from the door, as if with a hint of smile, which made Xia Ren stunned for a moment. When he turned around, he saw the graceful and elegant figure.

"Teacher Nan'er?"

Nan'er smiled slightly, walked to Xia Ren's side, as if she was about to take Xia Ren's seat, and said in a soft voice, "Grandpa Zhang is just joking! Let's leave this to Nan'er! You can go out and rest."

"???" Xia Ren looked at Teacher Nan'er who was skillfully surprised to take his big pot spoon and came to his senses, "Teacher Nan'er can cook too!"

Isn’t this the eldest lady of the Zhao family?

"You know a little." Teacher Nan'er nodded with a smile, "I learned from my mother back then!"

"Feel sorry!"

"It's okay! It's been so long."

"I'll do it! Mr. Zhang seems to want to eat some rare dishes!" Xia Ren shook his head helplessly, "If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have come."

"Did you teach the imperial chef in the village?"

"Absolutely, there are a few more dishes."

"Can Nan'er look around?"

"Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I will teach you!"

"I want to!" Teacher Nan'er nodded with a smile, looking at Xia Ren who suddenly looked serious, "Please! Teacher Xia Ren!"

"You can teach me! Look carefully!"

that's all.

Teacher Xia Ren began to teach Nan'er to cook, but...whether of those hot men?

Here is a fire-making person!

have no choice.

In the end, he could only teach Nan'er to cook while blowing the fire. Nan'er was also very talented and could understand it as soon as he said it, and he could teach it!

That's really!

Virtuous and virtuous!

Proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine and kitchen!

Can't compare! Can't compare!

"This one needs to be fried first, colored and sweetened, and the meat must be marinated in advance."

"is that so?"

"Let's take a look first." Xia Ren clapped his hands, stood up and leaned over, looked at the syrup in the pot, and nodded with a smile, "Not bad! Nan'er is studying very well! Then it's enough to turn into caramel color."

"It was taught by Teacher Xia Ren."

Nan'er smiled with a pursed lips, her cute eyebrows trembled slightly, and her eyes were curved.

I smiled happily and sweetly.

Looking at Xia Ren, who nodded seriously and agreed with her words, shook her head helplessly with a smile. When she saw the little black and gray stained on Xia Ren's face, she couldn't help but twist her sleeves and gently wiped Xia Ren... She was stunned. Looking at a small piece of place that had been wiped white, her hands stopped in the air, and her eyes, which were originally smiling, suddenly became a little panicked.

However.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ren didn't care. Looking at Teacher Nan'er who was stunned for no reason, especially the dust stained on her sleeves, she suddenly realized and reached out to wipe it, "Am I dust stained on her?"

result.

The more you wipe it, the dirtier it becomes.

Teacher Nan'er came to her senses again, covered her mouth with her right hand, and giggled. Finally, she shook her head and stretched out her hand, "It's better, come on, little girl!"

After saying that.

Before Xia Ren could reply, he stretched out his hand to approach his face again. Under Xia Ren's surprise, he gently wiped it until a moment later.

"Or..." Teacher Nan'er tilted her head, blinked her big crystal eyes, and said hesitantly, "Sir, go and wash your face first?"

After saying that, looking at the dark face, he started to laugh again, as if he was smiling so hard that tears were everywhere in the corners of his eyes, and Xia Ren's face was covered in darkness.

"Forget it! Forget it! Wash it again after finishing!"

He coughed twice.

"Please cook carefully with classmate Nan'er! The candy is going to be muddy!"

"Ah!" Nan'er looked panicked and quickly looked at the pot, and then followed the next steps to join the training.

And Xia Ren.

After nodding with satisfaction, he continued to teach again, but did not notice that Nan'er calmed down, his watery eyes glanced at Xia Ren and quickly turned around. His cheeks flashed with flushed. He looked at the black gray stained on the sleeve of his right hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he continued to cook.

"Is this the case with Teacher Xia Ren?"

"That's right! Just keep stir-frying!"

Time passes by little by little.

The two of them were quietly stir-frying, one taught and the other learned.

The atmosphere gradually calmed down, and the surroundings seemed to be warm.

Until nearly an hour and a half later, the dishes that need to be prepared are also completed.

"Master Xia, let's wash your face first!" Nan'er returned to her original name and said in a low voice, "Let's leave it to Nan'er next."

"?You won't go out together?"

"Nan'er waits for a while before going out."

"Okay! I'll go first."

"Um."

Teacher Nan'er smiled and looked at Xia Ren's back as he left, until he felt that he had gone away, poured some oil into the pot, and then cut the meat beside him, and was about to take the tofu next to him.

"Student Nan'er, why don't you go out to cook and what are you doing here?"
To be continued...