Song Yan trotted to the vegetable market near the school and bought a fan of ribs, two potatoes, a cabbage, half a catty of pork and half a catty of green peppers.
He plans to cook three dishes, braised pork ribs with potatoes, boiled cabbage, and shredded pork with green pepper. They are all ordinary home-cooked dishes, but the simpler the dishes, the more skillful they are.
After buying the groceries, Song Yan went straight to Han Sha's bachelor apartment.
"Tuk-tuk."
Knocking on the door, footsteps soon came from inside.
"Hey, you really went shopping for groceries." Han Sha joked, looking at the groceries in Song Yan's hand.
"A gentleman's words are as fast as his horse's whip. Besides, how could I dare to lie to the beautiful Teacher Han?" While speaking, Song Yan walked in with the dishes and took out the slippers from the shoe rack to put on them very rudely.
"It's really getting poorer." Han Sha laughed and scolded.
"Hehe." Song Yan smiled and went straight to the kitchen with the dishes.
Han Sha was a little curious, so she followed him to the door of the kitchen. Under her gaze, Song Yan began to wash rice, cook, wash and cut vegetables. In her opinion, he was quite presentable.
Song Yan glanced at Han Sha, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, and put the chopped cabbage into the vegetable bag and washed the two potatoes.
Suddenly, he threw a potato into the air and moved the knife with his right hand like flying. The movement became faster and faster, and only a snow-white shadow of the knife could be seen.
In less than a second, a potato was peeled cleanly. At the same time, Song Yan waved the kitchen knife and drew a circle in the air. The kitchen knife seemed to have suction, gathering the scattered potato skins onto the blade. Then, He grabbed it with his left hand, and the peeled potatoes fell into his hands.
"Snapped!"
The blade of the knife was turned over, and all the potato skins on it fell into the trash can. Then, Song Yan followed the same method and peeled another potato.
The whole process went smoothly and took less than five seconds. Han Sha, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, was stunned and speechless.
Song Yan didn't seem to notice Han Sha's surprised look. He once again moved the knife like flying. With a rapid and even sound of "doo doo doo doo", both potatoes were cut into thumb-sized dices. Then, Song Yan grabbed one end of the cutting board and with a flick of his wrist, all the diced potatoes on the cutting board flew into another vegetable pocket.
Next, Song Yan performed cutting ribs, pork, and green peppers.
The movements were almost at their peak. In less than two minutes, the preparations were completed. Song Yan turned on the gas stove and started cooking.
Potato-roasted pork ribs, green pepper shredded pork, and boiled cabbage were all cooked as Song Yan performed a juggling act, and bursts of alluring aromas emitted.
During the whole process, Han Sha stood at the door of the kitchen and stared at Song Yan cooking without blinking. In her opinion, the process was so incredible that even a top chef might not be able to do what Song Yan did.
"Teacher Han, come and try my cooking. How does it taste?"
Song Yan brought all three dishes to the table and extended an invitation to Han Sha, who had not yet recovered.
"Don't think that you can make delicious dishes just by knowing a few tricks." Han Sha said harshly.
"You will know if it tastes good or not." Song Yan said very confidently. He has super chef skills, and he used his true energy to control the heat. It can be said that the taste of these three dishes has been released to the extreme. If This is not even delicious. There is no delicious food in the world.
Han Sha took the chopsticks handed over by Song Yan, picked up a piece of diced potato and put it into her mouth. Initially, her expression was a little disapproving, but after the potato was in her mouth, her expression suddenly changed. She was surprised, surprised, intoxicated, and... A hint of disbelief.
She swallowed the diced potato into her stomach in just two bites, and quickly picked up a piece of ribs.
"Hmm... It's so delicious that I can't describe it." After just one bite, a stream of juice with a strong meaty aroma overflowed from the ribs. Suddenly, her mouth was full of saliva, and she wanted to swallow the bones and meat together.
There is a saying that you can’t stop at all.
This is what Han Sha is like now. After tasting potatoes and ribs, she tried shredded pork with green peppers and boiled cabbage. Each dish was extremely delicious.
Then, she frantically picked up vegetables and put them into her mouth. By the time she realized that something was wrong, there were only a few diced potatoes left in the potato-braised pork ribs, clear vegetable soup in the boiled cabbage, and shredded green pepper pork. Not only the shredded meat, but even the green peppers are not left at all.
Looking at Song Yan who was smiling and silent, Han Sha was shy and angry at the same time: "Hey, why didn't you stop me? I've finished all the food."
"Wipe your mouth."
Song Yan handed Han Sha a tissue.
Han Sha's old face turned red, she took the tissue and wiped the oil stains from the corner of her mouth, and snorted: "Huh, you've passed the test this time, I'm sure of your fake, but I have a condition, otherwise don't think about me except tomorrow. I agree to your request for leave."
"What conditions?" Song Yan asked warily.
"In this way, you will come and cook a meal for me every three days from now on." Han Sha said nervously. The food made by Song Yan was so delicious that her stomach had been captured by him. Thinking of not being able to eat the same delicious food again in the future, she felt worried about gain and loss.
Hearing Han Sha's conditions, Song Yan was overjoyed. This was an opportunity to get up close and personal with Han Sha. However, he couldn't show urgency. Instead, he deliberately pretended to be hesitant: "Is this...?"
Seeing Song Yan's hesitation, Han Sha's heart tightened instantly and she threatened: "If you dare not agree, I won't allow you to pretend tomorrow."
"No, Teacher Han Sha, I promise you that." Song Yan wailed.
Seeing Song Yan agree, Han Sha couldn't help but show a hint of pride: "That's pretty much it."
But he didn't notice that a hint of joy flashed in Song Yan's eyes.
The next morning, Song Yan arrived at the Zhaojia Boxing Martial Arts Gym half an hour early and saw Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu in the office.
"Hello Brother Zhao, Sister Xiaoyu is getting more and more beautiful." Song Yan greeted the two of them with a smile.
"Your skin is itchy!" Zhao Xiaoyu stared at her almond-shaped eyes.
"Well, you are getting uglier and uglier!" Song Yan quickly changed his words.
"Song Yan, I'm going to kill you!"
Zhao Xiaoyu flew up and punched Song Yan in the chest. Song Yan simply dodged his feet and easily avoided Zhao Xiaoyu's attack.
But Zhao Xiaoyu was not willing to let it go. She twisted her body and continued to attack. Unfortunately, the gap between her and Song Yan was too big. After more than ten moves, Song Yan's clothes were not even touched.
"Okay, Xiaoyu, stop making trouble, you are no match for A Yan." Zhao Fengyang stopped him.
Zhao Xiaoyu knew that her elder brother was right, so she had no choice but to give up in anger, but she was unwilling to give Song Yan a look that said, "I will make you look good one day."
Song Yan shrugged disapprovingly, which immediately made Zhao Xiaoyu so angry that his teeth started to itch.
"A Yan, sit down, I have something to tell you." Zhao Fengyang pointed to the sofa.
"Okay, Brother Zhao." Song Yan nodded, sat down on the sofa, and then Zhao Fengyang said, "Xiao Yu will help A Yan get a glass of water."
"He doesn't have arms or legs, let him fall by himself." Zhao Xiaoyu said angrily.
"It's okay, I'm not thirsty." Song Yan winked at Zhao Xiaoyu.
"...you...!" Zhao Xiaoyu was furious.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Fengyang was also a little bit dumbfounded: "You two are really happy enemies. Ah Yan, please don't provoke Xiao Yu again."
"I understand, Brother Zhao." Song Yan's face straightened immediately and he looked like he was listening. (To be continued)