"Uncle is right, but I'm very happy today!" Chen Nian said.

"this……"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Chen Nian quickly took it with both hands.

Seeing this, Chen Nian waved his hand quickly: "Uncle, I don't smoke."

Gu Nanyun nodded, obviously agreeing with this attitude: "But even so, you should be quite busy with work, right?"

An Pingyao thought about it, but he was really confused about what level this was: "What about Lang Lang?"

"Well! Auntie, the soup you made is quite authentic! It should be lard in it, right?"

"Uncle, I really can't smoke cigarettes."

"Auntie, I'll do it myself."

"It's pretty good. Most of the small restaurant owners I know can't do this like you. I don't want to pay social security at all, let alone provident fund and physical examinations."

"It's so delicious, aunt, I want to drink another bowl." Chen Nian said as he finished the soup in the bowl, and then said embarrassedly.

"You are such a great friend!"

I made a set of teapots for my father-in-law myself, and giving them only to my mother-in-law would make me feel a bit over the other.

Then I scooped and tasted it with a spoon.

Originally, he wanted to give this music score to An Hongdou, but Hongdou took a popular route.

"If you want to drink, drink it again. There are still a lot of them. Come and I will serve you." Gu Nanyun was already happy to see that the best soup she made was loved by Chen Nian.

Gu Nanyun was a little happy when she was praised by Chen Nian, mainly because Chen Nian could praise her and praise her to her.

After all, I am not a person in this circle. Even if I know each other, my level may not be very high, let alone the classical aspect.

Chen Nian must express this attitude. After all, when facing other people's parents, they must let their parents know what they can bring to their daughter.

But the moment An Hongdou saw her father take out the cigarette just now, she was shocked. She didn't know when her father bought a box of cigarettes and came back.

After drinking, An Pingyao suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tore them apart, took out one and handed it to Chen Nian: "Come on, smoke one."

Gu Nanyun was surprised when she heard this: "Do you know this? I thought outsiders didn't know this dish. This dish is quite famous in our place, but I basically went out.

Haven't eaten it."

He even knows more than Gu Nanyun, and he talks about the historical origins and some of the songs.

Finally, it kept it.

Chen Nian has been in the opera troupe seriously, and he can't understand all these things anymore.

"Xiao Chen, my cooking skills are not good, so I can only cook some home-cooked dishes. I hope you don't mind." Gu Nanyun said gently.

"No, no, I'll serve it for you, it's not convenient for you." Gu Nanyun insisted on serving soup to Chen Nian, so Chen Nian had to hand over his bowl.

"There are plans in every move!"

"For this dish, it's best to add a drop of sesame oil or two in the end, but not too much, otherwise the soup will be full of sesame oil." Gu Nanyun said.

"It's okay, it's all my family." An Pingyao handed it forward again.

But when she continued to look back, her face became more and more serious.

"Corella?" An Hongdou guessed from the side.

"Okay, let's drink less, today is mainly just to be happy."

When a person is too devoted to doing something, he will forget to breathe. After a long time, Gu Nanyun discovered this, took a deep breath, and finally closed the music score.

"Indeed, it's better to be a little busy."

"Then how are the people you have there?"

"No, no." Gu Nanyun couldn't stop talking, "You kid are so good at speaking."

Chen Nian nodded: "Indeed, this dish is a relatively home-cooked dish among Huaiyang dishes, and it also tests the skills of the knife. I have to say that your skills of the knife are really good. This dish needs to be cut.

The thin slices in the shape of a bird's tongue cannot be cut so thin."

"It's hard to say, after all, I haven't reached that level, but his friend is really amazing."

So in An Pingyao's heart, Lucas was already a top player in the same position as Lang Lang.

Chen Nian didn't know who was better than Lucas or Lang Lang, but he knew that Lucas' ability was definitely not bad. After all, in that era, being able to hold concerts everywhere at the age of a teenager means that

Lucas is definitely not ordinary.

But he did not accept the music score handed back by Gu Nanyun: "Auntie, I'll give this to you. If you put it here, it would be a waste of resources. You can only throw it in the drawer and eat it as a dust. It's better to give it to you."
Chapter completed!