Chapter 227

The fish head with chopped peppers watered with red oil makes Nanxi only swallow saliva. I miss the spicy and fresh taste of fish brain.

Pointing to Chaotianjiao, give an idea: "put more."

The chef, with a big spoon and a flattering smile on his face, replied, "no problem. Mrs. Shao likes the taste of channeling. The little ones know."

Staring at half a spoonful of chili sprinkled into the pot, Nanxi thumbed up: "go up."

After the supervisor finished, he moved his body and went to the assistant cook who cooked the soup.

Nanxi sucked her nose, and the Milky crucian carp soup wafted a strong aroma.

"Have a whole fish feast today?"

"Yes, madam."

After the assistant cook answered, Chong Nanxi mysteriously raised his index finger in front of his mouth, and Nanxi nodded tacitly.

The assistant chef opened the white cloth on the plate next to the chopping board, revealing three or four mung bean cakes. Look towards the door, make sure no one follows Nanxi, and quietly hand it to Nanxi.

Nanxi picked up a piece and sent it to the entrance. It was delicious for her who didn't eat at noon.

After a small bite, there is a big jar in the corner. When I walked in, an old turtle swam leisurely, his head came out of the water from time to time, and looked at Nanxi with small eyes.

Beyond the two sides of the species, although Nanxi occupied the favorable terrain and looked fierce, the old turtle was not afraid and looked at her directly, as if with endless contempt.

Nanxi immediately thought of a person and threatened, "look, I'll eat you again, hum."

The old turtle didn't move at the sound, but frightened the assistant chef. He hurried over and explained, "no, madam, the old turtle has been raised by the old man and has lived for nearly 70 years. But the old man's heart treasure mascot can't be disrespectful."

When the assistant chef reminded her, Nanxi vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a big old turtle in the koi pond in the garden.

He was embarrassed and asked, "why put it in the kitchen?" it made it clear that he wanted to eat.

The assistant chef glanced at Nanxi vaguely and said, "because the lady asked someone to calculate it. She said that the old turtle belongs to the half immortal with spirit. Put it here to ensure the prosperity of the family."

Nanxi's good intentions for the old man are really sad and funny. She wants to find something operable. The old people are so concerned about the children's problems. If they want to let them know Zhang Yichen's behavior of fishing in troubled waters, he will be doomed tonight.

Thinking that the corners of his mouth could not hide the joy radian, he turned back to the soup pot, pinched a mung bean cake, and just took a bite.

He looked back discontentedly, and a disgusting face came into view. He resolutely threw the half piece of mung bean cake he had taken away into the dustbin together with the plate, without worrying about the anger on her face.

"I remember I said, don't give young lady the rest of lunch."

The appearance of Zhang Yichen made the kitchen atmosphere, which was the most fireworks, drop to the freezing point in an instant.

The assistant chef was so frightened that his legs softened and his lips trembled: "it's a small mistake."

Nanxi swallowed everything in her mouth and raised her head to vent her anger for the assistant chef who amused her. But swallow too fast, cake into small pieces stuck in the throat, just opened her mouth, throat pain and itching uncomfortable, let her cough more than crazy.

"Water!" Zhang Yichen patted Nanxi on the back. Nanxi coughed and hit his hand.

The assistant chef was so frightened that he was sweating that he hurriedly poured water and handed it to him with both hands. Zhang Yichen took the first shallow sip, frowned and tilted the glass to blow, held Nanxi to drink, then blew and let Nanxi drink.

The assistant chef looked at Nanxi anxiously and prayed in his heart. God bless the young lady. She must be all right. In case of any shortcomings, he must be dismissed. Moreover, with the cold and fierce means of the young master, it is difficult for him to find a good home and continue to work in the chef industry.

Nanxi slowed down a little. The corner of her eye swept the assistant chef's appearance of being scared. She winked at him to reassure him.

Pull Zhang Yichen with one hand and walk out of the kitchen. When you come to the video room, the quiet environment is seriously inconsistent with the noise it should have.

Nanxi turns on the projector and selects the variety channel to act as background music in order to cover up the noise that may arise.

The burning anger at the moment of looking at Zhang Yichen, Nanxi was dumbfounded. It's not that Zhang Yichen has the super ability to make her angry, but there are so many broken things that she doesn't know where to start her hair.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, and a call came from behind: "young Lord, young lady, the master asked me to come and inform you of dinner."

"Do you want to eat first and then quarrel, or quarrel first and then eat?"

Zhang Yichen's mouth as like as two peas, his eyes being scornful and his face looking like a fish are just like the mascot of the old turtle.

Nanxi disdained to 'hum', secretly scolded: "you look up to yourself, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you." wait, there are some people to clean you up.

It's not worth starving for bastard. Well, it's not worth it.

Nanxi still sat next to grandma Zhang, looking forward to the dishes on the table.

At first she didn't think there was a problem, but when the dishes were ready, she found it fishy. All the favorite dishes are on the other side of the table. There are only light dishes in front of her and grandma Zhang. The worst thing is that there is no turntable today!

Looking up at the people at the table, Zhang's mother avoided her sour eyes.

Nanmu directly accepted her playful eyes and said, "you can't eat spicy and exciting things today. Eat with grandma."

Nanxi swept her eyes. In addition to green vegetables, she was a little full of air.

After grandma Zhang moved her chopsticks to bring her a green garlic oil wheat dish, my father and two mothers picked up chopsticks one after another and clamped them to the delicious Sichuan cuisine.

Nanxi finished a few chewy vegetables. Seeing that she had a poor appetite, the servant asked softly, "madam, what would you like to eat? I'll help you."

Nanxi shook her head silently. She couldn't get what she wanted to eat.

"It seems that the cook's cooking doesn't meet Xiao Xier's appetite." grandma Zhang sighed casually.

But people with ulterior motives answered, "well, I'll change them tomorrow."

The old man who spoiled his grandson and granddaughter-in-law smiled and said, "well, I think it's OK. I've eaten the same taste for several years. Only people from the peace hotel can make it to improve the taste during the new year. It's time to change. The little sun of the Peace Hotel told me a few days ago that if you want to find a new customer, you can contact him. It's just that Xi'er likes his pine nut fish."

"OK, grandma." Zhang Yichen agreed.

The other three old people raised their heads in surprise and looked at their grandparents and grandchildren, but the old one couldn't afford it. The small one had already taken power, so there was no need to be unhappy in public.

After a set of combined boxing, the two mothers were speechless to refute, although they were quite satisfied with the existing chefs.

Zhang's father put the chopsticks back on the chopstick pillow, looked at grandma Zhang and said, "Mom, several chefs have served at home for many years and are long past the age of retirement. Just because you like to eat their dishes, they have postponed their retirement several times. If you want to invite Xiao Sun over, we can add a chef. There's no need to open them all for others."

Zhang's mother tried to wink at her husband. It's too manly.

"Yes, grandma, I think crucian carp soup is delicious." Nanxi knows that Zhang Yichen is making use of the topic and glances at the careful man.

Pick up the male spoon, scoop out a bowl of crucian carp soup, bring it back to the table at its corresponding position, pinch the ladle soup and taste it carefully. The intoxication on his face aroused the curiosity of the two mothers.

This soup is really exquisite, but it is consistent with the previous taste. How can Nanxi drink an illusion of clear chicken soup for the state banquet.

"OK, let's just like Xiao Xier."

Grandma Zhang looked at her blue and white porcelain soup bowl and nodded at the servant who was waiting on her. The servant bowed down and carefully scooped out a bowl and placed it between the old man's hands.

Grandma Zhang took a sip of soup, revealing the same doubts as the two mothers.

After Zhang Fu's comments, he lost his appetite for the disappointing topic and left the table first.

Seeing that there were only "close" elders left, Nanxi flashed a glimmer of joy at the bottom of her eyes, which meant that she could sue!

"Since Xiao Xier likes to drink soup," grandma Zhang arranged for the servant behind her: "fill another bowl for the young lady."

"Yes."

Nanxi, who was having fun, recovered and found that there was more soup in front of her, and her joy decreased a lot. It's not easy to comfort the old man's kindness and force him to finish the drink with a sad face.

Grandma Zhang's comforting words came to her ears: "Xiao Xier's body is too weak. I heard from the kitchen that crucian carp soup is rich in high-quality protein and drinking more can nourish the body."

Nanxi was overjoyed. As soon as she heard the words, she was going to pull on the children. Finally, there was no white bowl of soup.

He nodded positively and answered: "well, it tastes great, too."

"If you like to drink, let the assistant cook go with you. You'll be in better health for pregnancy. Otherwise, your little body won't be enough for the child to toss. It's hard for us to look at when you toss."

Nanxi's mother always excelled in the divine mending knife behind her daughter. She also knew her daughter's temper in her bones. She had made a refutation to undertake her unhappy mood. Unexpectedly, Nanxi should say: "good."

Then another unexpected sentence came out of Zhang Yichen's mouth: "not good."

The two mothers looked at each other. What's the situation? Did the two children exchange consciousness today?

Nanxi's mother immediately thought of the greatest possibility. Nanxi discussed with Zhang Yichen in advance and let him sing white face.

Staring painfully at his son-in-law, he spoke for him and said, "I'm in charge of this. Let him go back with you tonight."

Listening to his biological mother's elbow, he almost said directly that Zhang Yichen would blink if threatened.

Nanxi was not angry at all. She had planned to cater to the end. She was afraid that Nanxi's mother would feel there was a problem, so she shut up. He glanced at Zhang Yichen and sat down. The coldness on Wang BA's proud face deepened.

During this period, the chef brought a new plate of fish head. Nanxi didn't have to think about it. Zhang Yichen must have deliberately installed her.

Kneading his small fist, changing into a sour look, he said in a charming voice, "in fact, I hope I can be early," pregnant with a child is suppressed by the fish head caught by the man around me.

"Eat it. I asked the back kitchen to replace Chaotian pepper with Guangxi wrinkled pepper. It's less irritating and can be eaten properly."

Nanxi smelled the tempting taste and looked at the fish head in her plate for a few seconds. She scolded Zhang Yichen at the bottom of her heart. She was mean.

"Full? Want to chat?" hypocritical concern came from my ears again!

"Then I'll eat. You can chat with grandma."

Nanxi closed her eyes painfully and fought between heaven and man for a few seconds.

Firmly hold Zhang Yichen's hand to lift chopsticks, showing a smile that almost wants to eat people: "I'm not full yet, thank brother Yichen." forget it, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Let the villain be proud for a few more days! Just can use this to blackmail him and let him help hide her back to the crew!

"Good, eat."

The broken hand that people want to cut off is in Rua her hair again. It's so annoying!

The two mothers appreciated their "sweet" interaction and couldn't help sighing in a low voice. They should have forced them to live together earlier.

When she returned to Sheshan garden late at night, Nanxi lay on the bed with her charging warm baby and turned her body to the side of the bed early.

I'm going to sleep and still haven't seen Zhang Yichen. I think I'm busy in my study. Fortunately, he covered the warm baby's stomach. His stomach was warm and his feet were cold. He could take care of his head but not his tail. I knew I should prepare two, but I was too sleepy to move.

She made do with the cold and went to sleep. In her dream, a very good man helped her warm her feet.

When I got up in the morning, I still didn't see Zhang Yichen around me, but when I put my hand on the empty position on the bed, there was still residual heat.

Pack up, get in the car and go to the second round of tangled appointment.

Huang Yi turned the itinerary and said, "Xi Xi, we can only stay in the crew of flying frost and flowing light sword for about a week. We need to come back to attend the bazaar fashion dinner at the end of the month."

Nanxi made a faint 'um' sound. I hope Zhao Yu can be settled smoothly. There is still time to toss around.

Basha's position in China is equivalent to that of Milan fashion show abroad. She must be present. As early as the Spring Festival had just passed, the do family decided on the dress to wear with her. As for jewelry, two companies are competing for places to see who gives more attractive dividends.

"By the way, shall we confirm eleven o'clock for ah San?" Huang Yi is worried that Zhao Yu will delay the time. As soon as he delays, ah San still has a time limit, which will indirectly lead to the end of the matter.

Nanxi thought and turned to ask the person sitting next to him: "yesterday he said he could ask for half an hour for free, right?"

Huang Yi replied angrily, "yes, it's dead. If we unprofessional people can ask what splashes, we must let him lead his nose into the set. I knew uncle Zhou should fly back. At least he can hold some points."

"We're not professional, but we have professionals!" apricot eyes filled with cunning.

Huang Yi was confused: "who?"

"He didn't say we had to ask?" Nanxi confirmed again.

Huang Yi was more and more confused. She shook her head and scolded, "he didn't say that, but you should see that the charging standards of others are particularly detailed and can't get through the loopholes."

"That's not necessarily." Nanxi hooked Huang Yi's shoulder and whispered in her ear.

After listening to Nanxi's bold arrangement, Huang Yi stared at Nanxi dumbfounded for a long time and asked uncertainly, "Xixi, do you really want to do this?" she always felt so adventurous and deceptive.

Zhao Yu is not a fool. It's impossible not to see the flaw. If Zhao Yu finds out that he has been fooled, it means that Bai has endured humiliation before Nanxi.