Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Zhao Xiaojing finished speaking in one breath, and for a moment she was mired in guilt and exhausted both physically and mentally, as if she had gone through a long war of attrition.

She still told everything, not knowing whether it would hurt her third aunt's feelings or whether her mother would blame her.

It was not until half past four when the alarm rang that Zhao Xiaojing came back to her senses.

I still have to go to Wen's house, and I haven't prepared anything yet...

Zhao Xiaojing mustered her strength and took out the red beans and mung beans that had been frozen in the refrigerator last night.

The fried foods for the Wen family were fried in the morning and put in the refrigerator. Now I need to make some sugar water.

Originally, I wanted to make some in the morning and send them to Dong Mei's house, but firstly, Dong Mei never ate these things before and always opposed others eating them. Secondly, Hanhan is still young, and Zhou Chuyan doesn't allow Hanhan to eat cold things, and she herself doesn't eat them either, so Zhao Xiaojing didn't make them.

After working for a while, Zhao Xiaojing took out two small pots and filled each with the prepared red bean milk ice and mung bean milk ice. She went downstairs and packed them in the foam insulation box in the system stall cart.

At half past five, Zhao Xiaojing rode her bike to the Wen family again, bringing a bunch of fried skewers and sweet soup.

The gate was open. As soon as Zhao Xiaojing rode over, Aunt Niu came out to greet her. As soon as she saw Zhao Xiaojing, she walked over with a smile on her face, helped her park the car, and helped carry her bags.

"How can an inch of land belong to others?

What's the point of talking about the foreign king and clown?

I can block millions of soldiers with one sword."

As soon as she entered the room, she saw the old man dancing and singing beside the TV. Zhao Xiaojing laughed secretly. The old man was always so energetic.

Looking at the sofa next to them, Mrs. Fan was wearing glasses and looking up at a small medicine bottle carefully, while Yunyun was recording a video for Mr. Wen with her mobile phone.

“Grandpa, grandma, sister Yunyun, I’m here!”

Zhao Xiaojing greeted them and the three of them turned their heads.

"Hey, Jingjing, come here quickly!"

"Girl is here! Sit, sit!"

When the old couple saw Zhao Xiaojing, they smiled happily, and Yunyun's eyes lit up too. Zhao Xiaojing felt warm seeing the comfortable way the whole family got along with each other, and the depression in her heart dissipated a little.

"Why did you come here alone? Didn't you meet your aunt?"

Fan Guiying asked as soon as she sat down.

"I didn't meet her. Did Aunt Wen just go out?"

"She said she was going out to pick you up, did you miss her? Yunyun, give her a call and ask!"

Wen Zhiyi pointed at the mobile phone on the table and asked Yunyun to make a call.

"I'll fight."

Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly took out her cell phone and saw two missed calls from Wen Yulan. She didn't hear them because of the strong wind when she was riding a bike.

Call back immediately.

"Hey, Jingjing, where are you? We'll pick you up."

"Aunt Wen, I'm already here. I'm at my grandparents' place. I'm so sorry I didn't hear your phone ringing just now and made you come here for nothing."

"It's okay, it's okay. I won't just pick you up! We'll go straight back when you get there."

Zhao Xiaojing responded to Wen Yulan's gentle voice, and then heard a familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Tsk, you kidnapped someone else, so can I not go?"

Then the phone was hung up. Zhao Xiaojing found it a little funny. The person who answered the phone sounded reluctant.

"Grandpa and grandma, Aunt Wen said they will be back soon."

"Okay, let's talk about our own things and ignore them."

When the old man heard this, he felt relieved.

"Jingjing, I just saw Aunt Niu carrying several bags of food to the kitchen. What delicious food did you make?"

When Yunyun finished the call, she immediately took Zhao Xiaojing's hand and asked affectionately, with an expectant expression on her face.

She loved the fried skewers we sent her last time! At that time, the family was thinking about leaving some for her mother, so they didn't dare to eat too much. She waited until the day her mother came back, and then fried all the remaining skewers and ate them up.

As soon as she heard that Zhao Xiaojing was coming, she immediately started thinking about her. Even when her good friends went home and asked her out, she refused all the invitations.

"Stupid kid, all she knows is eating! No manners at all! Jingjing, ignore her and eat some fruit."

As soon as Yunyun asked, Fan Guiying pretended to be angry, scolded her with a smile, and placed the grapes in front of Zhao Xiaojing.

"Jingjing's cooking is delicious! Why are you being polite? We should be honest. Grandma, you are eating very delicious food too."

Yunyun made a face and Fan Guiying got so angry that she pretended to hit her a few times.

"Who is the same as you! Little monkey!"

"Grandma, I made a new variety this time, something I've never made for you before. Don't you want to eat it? Then I can take it back?"

Zhao Xiaojing was infected by the playful atmosphere of the family and started joking with Fan Guiying.

"Hey! That won't work! Take your grandma back with you and leave the things behind!"

Wen Zhiyi pretended to be anxious, and the four people in the room burst into laughter.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Yunyun immediately got up and ran to the kitchen when she learned that Zhao Xiaojing was also making sweet soup today. Together with Aunt Niu, she brought over two small pots, as well as a few spoons and small bowls.

After that, the people in the room began to look forward to it, waiting for Wen Yulan and the others to come back so they could start eating.

Ten minutes later, the sound of the yard door closing was heard outside the door. Yunyun was the first to jump up, and Zhao Xiaojing also got up quickly.

"Mom, Brother Wen! Come in quickly!"

Yunyun opened the door and shouted.

Wen Yulan and Wen Jieling got out of the car one after another, and the driver Xiao Wu drove the car to the corner and parked it.

"Oh my goodness, the 300-month-old baby misses his mother again."

Wen Jie Ling said with a pout.

"Mom, he was the one who provoked me first!

Damn mosquito! You are only 300 months old! "

Yunyun had a strong desire to survive. She explained to Wen Yulan before turning around and starting to curse back.

"Alright, you two, you always bicker when you see each other."

Wen Yulan smiled indifferently and pushed Wen Jieling forward with one hand.

"Aunt Wen! Eh?"

Zhao Xiaojing followed out and just greeted Wen Yulan when she saw the strange worker who chatted with them every morning. He was dressed decently and was being pushed away by Wen Yulan with a reluctant look on his face.

"Idol Zhao? You've been kidnapped too!"

Wen Jiejing looked up and saw Zhao Xiaojing was also here, and he immediately became energetic.

"What do you mean by kidnapping! This is our honored guest, you idiot, talk to him properly!

You already know each other? Then there is no need to introduce you. Jingjing, this is my friend's son. He happens to work at the same construction site as you. I asked him to come and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with you. "

Wen Yulan patted Wen Jieling on the back, said something harsh to him, and then introduced him to Zhao Xiaojing.

Wen Jie Ling's father, Wen Qiming, is the chairman of the company and the person who brought up Wen Yulan. Wen Yulan respects him very much and he also trusts Wen Yulan very much.

Wen Jie Ling graduated a few years ago. Wen Qiming wanted to train him, so he placed him in the Jiangcheng branch where Wen Yulan was, so that Wen Yulan could train him.

As a result, as soon as he was let in, someone leaked the news and everyone knew that he was actually the chairman's only son although he was ostensibly an intern.

This time, let alone training him, the entire Jiangcheng branch would like to be trained by him.

Except for Wen Yulan, everyone from top to bottom not only dared not to control him, but also took the initiative to follow him to clean up the mess he made and curry favor with him. However, Wen Jieling was a rebellious person. The more he saw these people flattering him, the more he became more aggressive, making the whole branch a mess.

When Wen Yulan saw that the situation was beyond her expectations, she quickly told Wen Qiming. In a rage, Wen Qiming demoted him again and sent him to the Yangcheng construction site under Wen Yulan's management.

However, Wen Yulan did not intend to tell Zhao Xiaojing about this. She was afraid that Zhao Xiaojing would feel restrained when she knew that this was the boss's son. After all, Zhao Xiaojing still called her President Wen from time to time, so she just referred to him as her friend's son.

Wen Jie Ling on the side didn't care at all and didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the introduction.

"My idol, you are here to share my misfortunes! We are in this together tonight, you have to help me dismantle this black shop!"

Wen Jie Ling patted Zhao Xiaojing's shoulder in a familiar manner and pointed at the Wen mother and daughter next to them.

"Heh, you're the one who blames us for running a shady shop! Jingjing won't share the hardship with a rookie like you, she's one of us!"

Yunyun took Zhao Xiaojing's hand and said to Wen Jieling with disdain. Zhao Xiaojing, who was caught in the middle, looked confused.

"I told you, it's lively when the little mosquito comes! Haha, no wonder Lan Zi went out of her way to pick you up!"

Old Man Wen looked at the chattering and noise here, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled.

"Old man, I miss you so much, come and give me a hug!"

Wen Jie Ling walked forward with a smile and hugged Grandpa Wen, which made Grandpa Wen smile even more.

"Little mosquito, what about me?"

Fan Guiying stared at Wen Jieling deliberately.

"Old lady, you have grown more beautiful! Give me a hug!"

Wen Jieling followed suit and Fan Guiying also smiled with wrinkles on her face.

"Mom, we've been waiting for you for a long time, come quickly! Jingjing made sweet soup." Yunyun saw that Yulan was still standing at the door, and couldn't wait to pull her and Zhao Xiaojing to the living room.

"Sugar water? Did you make that, Zhao Idol?!"

When Wen Jie Ling heard Yunyun's words, he looked around for the sugar water with an excited look.

"Of course! Or did you make it? Jingjing is an all-round chef!"

Before Zhao Xiaojing could say anything, Yunyun had already answered proudly.

"What are you waiting for, grandpa and grandma, let's get started!"

When Wen Jie Ling heard this, his face was filled with excitement and he even forgot to argue with Yunyun.

"Grandpa and grandma, we have red bean milk ice and mung bean milk ice. Which one do you want?"

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing walked straight to the table where the pot was, picked up a big spoon and asked the old couple.

"Give me a green bean one!"

"red beans!"

The old couple chose different flavors, and Zhao Xiaojing served them with a smile.

After serving, sprinkle dried osmanthus on the mung beans and chopped tangerine peel on the red beans.

Wen Jie Ling and Yun Yun, who followed over, swallowed their saliva at the same time and helped Zhao Xiaojing hold the bowl.

After serving everyone what they wanted, a group of people sat down around the sofa, all quietly eating their ice cream without anyone speaking a word.

Wen Jie Ling, who was sitting at the very edge, took big gulps of the red bean ice and soon finished the last bite of the bowl. She felt indescribably refreshed and comfortable.

The red bean paste is very dense and has been cooked completely soft. It has an extra mellow milky flavor, which is thick, but not as thick as creamer, but a natural fragrance with a lingering aftertaste. Add in the tangerine peel, and there is a unique sweet aftertaste that whets your appetite.

Wen Jie Ling held the empty bowl and savored the taste. She glanced at the pot on the table and ran over to serve more mung bean ice.

Yunyun, who was standing next to him, looked up at Wen Jieling's movements and also picked up the bowl to eat the last few bites...

"Don't eat so much, you two! We have dinner soon!"

Wen Yulan watched Wen Jie Ling run over to get another bowl and Yunyun followed him over, so she quickly spoke out to stop him.

"Mom, I don't want to eat dinner!"

Yunyun replied quickly and picked up the big spoon.

"That's great. We'll also have Jingjing's fried skewers for dinner. No one will compete with us for it!"

Mr. Wen deliberately spoke loudly and happily.

Yunyun immediately froze in her tracks, standing there in confusion, and added only a small spoonful out of heartache.

She just had red bean ice, she has to try the mung bean ice!

Serve less, just a little... save room for the fried skewers at night!