He is a little star, but his son is just a little chef.

Although they are both small, there is still a big gap in social status between celebrities and chefs.

This is like the Internet cafe owner and Ma Huateng. Although everyone is on the Internet, anyone can see that the two do not actually belong to the same world.

"What's wrong with this girl looking for her son? Could it be that her son secretly found this girl as the spokesperson for Honghong Hotel on her back?"

But after a few seconds, Feng Honghong felt that the more she thought about it, the more she became more and more troubled.

The words are divided into two ends.

"You really have no food?" An Hongdou asked in confusion with her head tilted.

Chen Nian spread his hands: "It's really gone, there's not a drop left in the pot today."

"Where is in the refrigerator, I remember you usually like to make some delicious food for yourself after selling the meal?"

"There's really not today." Chen Nian sighed, came to the refrigerator and reached out to pat it: "There are a few pieces of goose jelly here, but they are all frozen, and they can't be dissipated for a while."

"That's a pity." An Hongdou drew a circle on the table with his fingers, "I'm really having something to do with you today. Are you hungry now?"

Chen Nian touched her stomach: "It's okay to be hungry or not."

red beans:"???"

"Whether you are hungry or not...can you be hungry or not? Hahaha..." She suddenly laughed so hard that her branches were trembling, "What does it mean to be hungry or not? Can you be this belly not yours?

…Hahaha… I suddenly realized that the child in your belly is not yours… Hahaha.”

This time Chen Nian didn't laugh because the protagonist was himself, so he couldn't find a funny point.

Perhaps changing this protagonist to someone else's old man might be able to smile a little.

As a result, An Hongdou smiled with her belly in her arms for a long time, feeling that the scene instantly solidified.

Her cheeks were slightly red when she was embarrassed.

"Cough cough..." After coughing twice, An Hongdou also stood up: "Then let's go, I'll treat you to a meal, and ask you something that is quite important."

"walk slowly."

Chen Nian didn't ask what it was, he would definitely say it later anyway.

This girl is so petite, she can't sell herself.

And I didn't ask what to eat. With the foodie attributes of An Hongdou, I probably wouldn't take me to eat anything bad.

About ten minutes later, An Hongdou brought Chen Nian to a barbecue stall.

The store here is not big, but it is full of seats outside.

When they came over there, there was a last space.

Chen Nian had a fast eye and his butt immediately occupied that position, and then asked An Hongdou to come and sit down.

"Hello, there are two of you in total. Please get the menu."

Chen Nian sat down and said immediately.

After hearing the sound, the little girl in charge of ordering food hurriedly took a menu and a pencil and walked over.

"You guys draw it yourself first and call me."

"OK."

Then An Hongdou pushed the menu to Chen Nian: "You are a guest today, come and order food."

Chen Nian looked at the menu and saw the sheep waist on it at a glance. He was very careful to order one.

But after all, An Hongdou treats herself to dinner today, and Chen Nian thinks that this may not be good in front of a girl's pastry.

Although for the old age, the sheep waist is just for delicious food.

After all, majoring is food, so naturally I know that sheep's waist, leeks, and okra cannot nourish the kidneys.

If you want to have a good kidney, you have to exercise regularly, pay attention to your diet, don’t stay up late, don’t indulge yourself, and do less needlework.

In the end, Chen Nian ordered only two strings of enoki mushrooms and 10 strings of corn kernels and pushed the menu over and said, "See you tomorrow."

As a result, An Hongdou came to the result menu and saw the only two dishes that Chen Nian had painted on it, and couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth, her cheeks bulged: "You are so disgusting, why are you a chef like this

nausea?"

Chen Nian asked in confusion: "What's disgusting?"

"These two dishes."

"Why are these two dishes disgusting?"

"This... I don't know, I'm talking nonsense."

An Hongdou didn't plan to follow Chen Nian's words, because she suddenly realized that this might be Chen Nian's intentional way, otherwise how could a food major not know about such a vulgar joke?

Then An Hongdou began to draw lamb skewers, palm treasures, grilled ham sausages, grilled steamed buns, roasted green peppers, spicy fried 600s, spicy fried snails, tin foil baby cabbage, roasted potato slices,

Grilled mushrooms, grilled cuttlefish balls, grilled pork belly...

"Do you eat brains?" An Hongdou asked with his head raised.

"Eat." Chen Nian said firmly, and after saying that, he swallowed.

"Gudong~"

An Hongdou drew two more pieces of baked brain flowers.

"What to drink? Some beer?"

Chen Nian shook his head: "No, I drink soy milk."

Because Chen Nian saw An Hongdou chose a bottle of Xiao Weiyi.

So An Hongdou crossed out the bottle of Xiao Weiyi and replaced it with a large one.

"Then let's order these first, and then we'll need them later."

An Hongdou looked at Chen Nian and said, "If you are not full in a while, remember to ask for it again, don't be polite to me."

On the contrary, Chen Nian looked at Han Hongdou, not knowing what important things she had today, so she even specially invited herself to have a meal for this.

After An Hongdou handed the menu to the waiter, she talked about her purpose today.

"Actually, I plan to write Wensi Tofu into a song, and the style has been set. I plan to use a more ancient style, but I didn't know what form the content should be, so I planned to ask.

I ask you, see if you have any ideas. After all, you must have studied this dish, and you must have known more about the background story and origin of this dish than I do.”

This is coming to ask for creativity.

Creativity is very important for singers. Sometimes writing a song may be inspired by that moment.

"Ancient style words..."

The year he was in Yangzhou, Daxia suddenly appeared in Chen Nian's mind.

After coming out of that dream, Chen Nian has not yet discovered that anyone around him can correspond to the people in the dream.

But it seems that it is not impossible to allow them to exist in this world in this form.

"When talking about this Wensi Tofu, I have a story."

"What story? Let's hear it?"

Chen Nian nodded, and his thoughts surged: "Since you are willing to listen, I will talk about it. Whether it is used or not, it depends on yourself."

"This is an ancient dynasty that we know. Its name is Xia, but there is also Yangzhou here, and there is also a temple called Tianning Temple. In this Tianning Temple there is a monk named Wensi,
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