As soon as Liu Xiangru finished speaking, Zhou Zheng opened the pull-out door of the kitchen and walked out from it.

When Liu Xiangru saw the visitor, she couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you cook?"

"Han Chen is stir-frying," said Zhou Zheng.

"He can?" Liu Xiangru was shocked.

"Yes, I think the movements are quite skillful."

Liu Xiangru still refused to believe it, "Is it true or false?"

"Will he know when he finishes cooking?" said Liu Chengyun.

Liu Xiangru looked at Zhou Zheng with dissatisfaction, "No matter how you say it is, you are a guest, and the more you use it, the more you are, the more you are."

Liu Chengfu said: "He is not your prospective son-in-law? What's wrong with Lao Zhou's commander?"

Liu Xiangru glared at Liu Chengfu again in a blink of an eye: "I am a doctor and a doctor, you are just joking."

"You can't help but don't enter our Liu family's door." Liu Chengfu said.

"Why did it become the Liu family's door?" Liu Xiangru asked: "It should be the door of the Zhou family."

Liu Chengfu acted like a scoundrel and said, "Momo is not Lao Zhou's alone. If it weren't for the fact that Lao Zhou's family was gone, and he wanted to add a blood relationship to him, Momo, I would definitely have asked her surname Liu."

Zhou Mo: “…”

This is the first time Zhou Mo has heard that there is such a thing.

"Brother, don't stir up the flames," said Liu Chengyun: "It's a good thing that Momo finds her boyfriend anyway, so don't make things difficult for them."

Liu Chengfu glared at Liu Chengyun with disgust, "Where are you turning your elbow?"

Liu Chengyun smiled, "I'll go and see how my new son-in-law's craftsmanship is?"

As he said that, the person entered the kitchen.

Liu Chengfu pointed to Liu Chengyun's back and said helplessly: "Look at your second brother, you probably have itchy hands again, and you want to show off your skills."

"Let him show off," Liu Xiangru said: "Anyway, the things you make are delicious."

In the kitchen.

When Liu Chengyun came in, Han Chen happened to stir-fry a dish of fried celery.

"Second uncle," Han Chen said hello and took water and brushed the pot.

Liu Chengyun leaned over and looked at the steaming dish on the plate, "The color is OK, the juice is not thickened, right? The color is too light, it makes people lose appetite."

Han Chen: "..."

Liu Chengyun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, let me do it."

He took the pot directly from Han Chen, skillfully cleaned the pot, and set it back on the heat to burn oil.

When the oil was slightly hot, he said: "The vegetables fried from high heat are fragrant, especially the firewood stove in rural areas. The rice made is the best."

Zhou Zheng originally planned to stir-fry a beef with a hot beef onion. On the table, beef, onions, and all kinds of side dishes were ready.

Needless to say, Liu Chengyun knew what dish to cook. He poured the beef and stir-fryed, dried the blood shredded and water, and added some starch water to add a little soft and tender texture to the beef.

Liu Chengyun in front of the stove came and went freely, as if this was his world.

Soon, Liu Chengyun stir-fry the beef with a stir-fried onion, and he also took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Han Chen, "Try it."

Han Chen looked at him suspiciously, took the chopsticks and picked up a piece of it. The soft beef and soft onions melted in their mouths, and it was full of fresh fragrance.

"It's delicious," Han Chen said.

Liu Chengyun delivered the dishes and re-washed the pot. "I have been a chef for ten years. The most amazing thing is not cooking, but knife skills."

He turned to look at Han Chen, "Before he became a chef, I had slaughtered cattle, sheep and pigs in the slaughterhouse. Have you ever seen how to slaughter sheep?"

Han Chen didn't understand why Liu Chengyun suddenly talked to him about these things, and he said ignorantly: "I haven't seen it before."

"It's different from slaughtering cattle and pigs. You only need to tie three hooves to slaughter sheep, hang them on the rack, cut the wool on your neck, and cut the trachea and carotid artery with one knife," Liu Chengyun joked, "You are a doctor, you know all of these. It should be similar to your doctor's surgery, right?"

"..." Han Chen said: "The doctor saves people, not kills people."

Liu Chengyun smiled and said, "I used to be in a slaughterhouse and I could finish picking up the meat from a pig in less than half an hour."

Han Chen was still in a fog, and he always felt that Liu Chengyun was not telling him this for no reason.

He asked: "Second uncle, what do you want to say can be said clearly."

Liu Chengyun smiled and said, "Nothing to say. You are a doctor, so I want me to ask you. How long does it take to pick the flesh on a person?"

Han Chen suddenly felt cold on his back.

"Just kidding," Liu Chengyun patted Han Chen on the shoulder, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his face gradually became serious.

"There are many people outside just now, and my elder brother is here too. I can't say something in front of so many people, but I still have to say what I should say," Liu Chengyun's expression was ashamed. "Our Liu family is all rough, not as valuable as those who have been to school like this, but we still understand whether it is right or wrong, good or bad, good or evil. Our family is all honest, but honesty is not easy for outsiders to bully. Although it may be a family in the future, ugly words must be said in front. You must dare to be like that bastard Guo Zhong..."

Liu Chengyun pulled out the kitchen knife from the knife holder and chopped it on the cutting board.

"Tong--" A piece of fat and thin flower is made into two.

"There is no difference between human meat and pork meat," Liu Chengyun asked, "Do you understand?"

Han Chen stopped answering, frowned and asked, "Who is Guo Zhong?"

Liu Chengyun was stunned for a moment, "Don't you know Guo Zhong? Momo's mother hadn't told you?"

Han Chen shook his head, "No."

"Guo Zhong is Xia Xia's ex-husband. He is looking for a mistress outside and riots at home to beat people," Liu Chengyun's face turned dark. "You must dare to bully Momo in the future. I, the second uncle, can really come to my door with a knife. Guo Zhong is an example."

"Second uncle, don't worry, I will never bully her," Han Chen said seriously: "I know how lucky I am to marry her. I haven't let go of her for ten years, and the fate that has finally fallen on me is, how could I ruin it myself?"

"I hope you can remember what you say."

“Yes.”

"Crash", the kitchen door was opened.

Liu Xiangru looked at the two people in a serious atmosphere and asked, "What are you doing? Why don't you cook again?"

Liu Chengyun smiled and said, "This is fried, this is fried, isn't this discussing with Han Chen about what kind of dishes to cook?"

Liu Xiangru: "You are a chef, but you don't know what dishes to cook?"

Liu Chengyun laughed and responded a few times.

Liu Xiangru pulled Han Chen out, "Han Chen, go roll the dumpling skin with Momo, she yelled that her hands hurt, you go and change her."

"good."

Han Chen came out of the kitchen and saw no sign of Zhou Mo in the restaurant.

Zhou Zheng pointed to the living room and said, "She is rolling it on the coffee table, this place is not enough."

The square dining table is not big, and one side is against the wall. The dumplings wrapped on the table are filled with them. There is really no place for Zhou Mo to put on the chopping board for the rolling skin.

Han Chen walked to the living room.

Zhou Mo squatted on the coffee table, watching TV and rolling out dumpling skins.

"I'll help you," he reached out to take the rolling pin from Zhou Mo's hand.
Chapter completed!