After a while, Nicholas Tse drove to Jiang Mansion.

"Master Six, I'm here!"

Nicholas Tse said, and walked in with both hands.

"You kid are too slow, are you trying to starve your master to death?"

"Master, I'm already here by the speeding car. If I'm going to speed up, I'll be speeding up."

"Don't mention those useless things, what delicious food should I bring?"

"Well..." Jiang Ruoyan sniffed hard, "I smelled the crayfish."

Nicholas Tse looked at her with a doting look on his face, "Just count your nose as the most effective one, the crayfish you like to eat."

As he said that, he opened the two large boxes of crayfish.

The fragrance suddenly came to my nose.

Jiang Ruoyan had already had supper. She smelled the smell and was hungry. "Well, it smells so good."

"This is garlic-flavored, this is spicy. You two eat crayfish to cushion your stomach first, and I also brought hot pot ingredients. Let's prepare now."

Wu Lan nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it's indeed my good apprentice. I know that Master is good at this. Hurry up, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."

"Well, okay, Master Six, please wait, you will eat something soon."

As he said that, Nicholas Tse took the ingredients and was about to walk to the kitchen.

At the same time, he took a deep look at Zhan Jingwang.

Zhan Jingwang frowned and asked seriously: "Why are you looking at me?"

Nicholas Tse rolled his eyes speechlessly, "What are you still sitting there? Come and help me?"

Zhan Jingwang's face turned cold. He grew up so old that no one dared to order him like this.

He was about to refute, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Ruoyan and Wulan, both master and apprentice, eating crayfish with relish and looking at him with interest.

Forget it, he is giving face to his wife.

Zhan Jingwang immediately stood up and smiled stiffly, "Is there anything I need to help?"

Nicholas Tseung-chen was not polite either, "Put the ingredients in, put them in the vegetable basket, take out the pot, and put the soup base in... Well, yes, there are..."

Jiang Ruoyan and Wulan were eating crayfish while watching the two men busy in the kitchen. The scene was really comfortable and comfortable.

The master and apprentice even talked about gossip together.

Wu Lan looked at Zhan Jingwang and Nicholas Tingchen's tall and upright backs and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, these two young men are good. Their appearances and conditions are considered to be among men."

"Well, senior brother is a golden bachelor. Now many celebrities like him in the Huadu socialite circle, but he just doesn't like him."

"Your husband is not bad either. Yan'er, you can tell at a glance that Zhan Jingwang's body is so good that he looks good. In the future, you will have ten or eight. It will be no problem."

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Ruoyan was so scared that she choked, "Master Six, don't talk nonsense, do you think I'm a pig?"

Wu Lan replied seriously: "You can't compare to pigs. People can give birth to ten or eight pigs in one child. How many more times do you have to give birth to them? It's not that great."

Jiang Ruoyan was speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, the master was still her master. After only half a day of happiness together, he started to tease her.

"Hey, okay, Master won't tease you anymore. I'm serious. When you come back this time, have you dealt with your scumbag father?"

When talking about Xu Zhenheng's affairs, Jiang Ruoyan also became serious, "Master Six, I haven't had time to tell you yet. In fact, Xu Zhenheng is not my real father."

"What? And what's going on?"

So, Jiang Ruoyan made a long story short and told all the grudges between him and the Xu family during this period.

After hearing this, Wu Lan couldn't help but sigh, "It's so lucky that you can't find your mother now, and you don't know who your father is."

"I will continue to investigate again. Also, Xu Zhenheng occupied the Jiang family's property. This matter is real, and I will not spare him easily."

"Yan'er, you don't have to worry. During your other masters traveling abroad, they are also asking around for your mother's whereabouts. As long as there is news, they will notify you."

Jiang Ruoyan's heart suddenly felt warm, "Thank you, Master."

At this moment, Zhan Jingwang and Nicholas Tingchen, like two handsome waiters, walked out of the kitchen with hot pot ingredients.

"Everything is ready, ready to start eating."

Then, the ingredients were placed on the dining table one by one.

Put the base of the mandarin duck hotpot soup in the middle, and there is a circle of ingredients around it.

There are fat beef rolls, mutton rolls, brain flower, duck intestines, tripe, yellow throat, duck blood, waist slices, shrimp slips, beef balls and various pills...

There are also tofu, bell rolls, bean curd, gluten, baby cabbage, oil cabbage, spinach, enoki mushrooms, potato slices, winter melon slices, lotus root slices, lettuce slices, corn, Chinese cabbage...

All the ingredients were filled with a large table.

Zhan Jingwang finally understood why her wife was so edible. It turned out that this was raised by her master with love.

Wulan took the lead in picking up the chopsticks, "Okay, there is only food in the world that cannot be disappointed, let's start."

Nicholas Tse burned a flower and put it in the blue-blue bowl.

Wu Lan smiled with satisfaction, "Well, it's not bad, I still remember what Master likes to eat."

"And my soul hot pot sauce." As he said that, Jiang Ruoyan placed the prepared seasoning bowl in front of Wulan.

Wu Lan was so happy. "Yes, it's the perfect one to match together. Well, it's this taste. Come on, today we master and apprentice are rarely together, we must have a drink!"

As she said that, she took the lead in raising her wine glass.

Jiang Ruoyan and Nicholas Tse also hurriedly followed.

Seeing Zhan Jingwang motionless, Wulan glanced at him, "And you, since you are married to Yan'er, you are considered your own people, so let's chat with you."

Zhan Jingwang heard this and raised his wine glass.

"Ha... it's really great to eat hot pot with beer."

This delicious and delicious food makes Wulan happy.

Zhan Jingwang looked at her secretly, but he really couldn't believe that this was an old man in his seventies and eighties.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wulan looked slightly drunk, looked at Nicholas Tingchen, smiled, and said, "Tingchen, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are even more handsome. Are you in love?"

"Cough cough cough..." Nicholas Tsechen didn't expect that he would be cute to say this.

Even though he has always been calm and composed, he can't help but be choked.

"Master Six, I'm not in love, you're drunk."
Chapter completed!