fool from heaven

Wen Lang was not at home, so Wen Yan had no choice but to steam the leftover rough noodle buns and cook some rice soup in a small casserole.Just with the bacon, I was quite full.

It's just that Wen Lang eats delicious food and spicy food at Rong's house, and he eats steamed buns and pickled vegetables at home, which makes him feel unbalanced.

"Ahem, today I'm announcing something to you all."

Wen Ling and Yuan Bao obediently put down the half-drawn steamed buns in their hands, and looked at Wen Yan in unison.

"It's like this. The two main members of our family are not at home. I will go to work in the embroidery workshop tomorrow. This family can't be left alone. So, I decided to go to the county tomorrow and buy a few people to take care of the family when I have time. how?"

Hearing what his second uncle meant, he wanted to buy servants for the family, so wouldn't he become a young master?Wen Ling panicked and nodded hastily, as if afraid that his second uncle would regret it.

Yuan Bao took a sip of the porridge sullenly, and glanced to the south, only to see a few strands of branches on the dense tree to the south swaying slightly.

"Okay, okay, there are servants at home, and the baby can be as majestic as those young masters in the county."

Besides being gentle, the so-called people are refreshed on happy occasions.Wen Lang's smile never faded from the moment he went out.

Until the gate of Rong's mansion, his mouth almost froze.

The concierge took a few glances, why did he feel that Young Master Wen was full of spring breeze today.And the orchid oil smeared on the hair, the fragrance wafted out for two miles.

"Butler Rong!" Wen Lang greeted warmly.

Seeing Wen Lang's attire, Butler Rong was slightly surprised. Could it be that the Wen family has a happy event?

"Miss is in the yard, all the ingredients are ready, just wait for young master Wen to come."

Wen Lang smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Butler Rong, today's meal, I promise to make everyone want to eat this meal."

Butler Rong said with a smile: "Young Master Wen is so confident?"

"Of course, today I will show you my special skill, spicy shrimp!"

"Hey, my master loves to eat shrimp, Mr. Wen, you have to live up to it!"

Wen Lang nodded sharply, and strode into Rong An's yard with his head held high.

Butler Rong looked at Wen Lang with a smile, and thought, if nothing else happened, Young Master Wen might be the son-in-law of the Rong family.

The two are not very old, just in time to develop their relationship slowly.Master and Aunt Zhou are very satisfied with Young Master Wen, which is a good thing.

Even Miss, isn't she looking forward to the arrival of Young Master Wen every day?During this period of time, the young lady of their family has changed a lot. She usually doesn't like to study, but recently she picked up books again, and her temper has become much milder.

After leaving Aunt Zhao, their Rong Mansion is no longer full of smog, and it has returned to the joy and peace it used to have. It's great, it's great.

Wen Lang had already started to process the ingredients while Butler Rong was feeling empty.

Rong An stood aside to watch him go about his business, and occasionally beat him up.

"Xiao Zhanbao Lai, today is my father's personal inspection, so don't mess it up."

"Don't worry."

"That's right. Miss Ben is the most mouth-watering lady in the house. I think your cooking is delicious. My father's side must be fine. Let's think about what the name of the snack shop should be."

Wen Lang took care of the shrimp without hesitation, and said, "I don't know many big characters, and Miss Rong reads a lot, so you should come and get it."

Rong An patted his chest: "Leave this matter to me, don't worry, I promise you will get a good name that is famous all over the world!"

When Wen Lang started cooking, he was very focused. Slowly, he didn't know what Rong An was muttering about. By the time a table of dishes was ready, Master Rong had already arrived for a long time.

Seeing the busy little figure in the kitchen, Master Rong and Aunt Zhou looked relieved.

Even though their Rong family has a big business, Rong An has no worries about not being able to marry a wealthy family.But there are many dirty things in wealthy families, Rong An is no different than Rong Yue, this child is straight-hearted and has a big temper.In her husband's house, she must be tortured.

Although this Wen Lang is from a peasant family, his family background is clean.His second uncle is now doing business with his family, and the business is booming, earning a lot of money.His second brother is a student, and I heard that he is a good student, so he can't be wrong in the future.

When Rong An married, she was the eldest daughter-in-law, without a mother-in-law, her life must be comfortable and comfortable.What's more, one of these two can cook and the other can eat, so they are really a match made in heaven.

Although it's a bit early to talk about marriage, it's rare to have a son-in-law with good conditions in all aspects. Aunt Zhou still has to be careful.

"Oh, look, this child is sweating from work, sit down quickly, and just ask someone to clean up the kitchen." Aunt Zhou greeted Wen Lang warmly.

Just as Wen Lang was about to wipe the sweat off his forehead with his cuff, he suddenly thought that he was wearing new clothes today, so he wiped his face casually with his hands.

Due to sweating, the smell of orchid hair oil on his head became stronger. Although the scent of vegetables covered a lot, Master Rong who was sitting next to Wen Lang was suffocated.

Fortunately, Wen Yan is a delicate little man, and he buys these things carefully, so although the fragrance is a bit strong, it is not too unpleasant.

"Hey, Master Rong, I heard Butler Rong said that you love shrimp, and this spicy shrimp dish is specially prepared for you."

Rong An also chimed in: "Yes, Dad, Wen Lang has made spicy shrimp several times, and it's even better than our Rongji Restaurant. We discussed it and made this spicy shrimp our signature dish in the snack bar. "

Master Rong looked at the glowing red shrimp, and moved his index finger. Seeing that the shrimp thread was handled very cleanly, Master Rong nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, it's really delicious." After eating one, Master Rong smacked his mouth, feeling that this shrimp has a bit of a weird taste, but the ingredients are sufficient, spicy and delicious, and the strange smell is faintly visible up.

Master Rong ate a few shrimps and tried other dishes. It has to be said that this young man Wen Lang is really talented.

At such a young age, with such skills, it will be amazing in the future, amazing.

Halfway through the meal, Master Rong felt that his stomach was rumbling non-stop, and he couldn't control it. He only heard a strange noise, especially loud at the quiet dining table.

Master Rong's face flushed red.

Just as he was about to explain something, another one lost control, and this time the noises were actually connected in a series.Master Rong couldn't sit still anymore, he tried his best to maintain the last bit of demeanor, and hurried to the latrine.

After Master Rong, Aunt Zhou also felt a little uncomfortable, afraid of losing her face in front of the younger generation, she hurriedly asked the maid to help her to the inner hall.

Wen Lang and Rong An didn't feel any better, one after another they ran to the toilet clutching their bellies.

"Oh, oh, my stomach, what's wrong with it!"

So, in the courtyard of the Rong's family, four people, two big, two young, and four people shuttled between the bedroom and the hut one after another.

Until the government doctor confirmed the diagnosis, these people had eaten a kind of grass by mistake. The medicinal properties of this herb were similar to croton, and even stronger than croton.

Master Rong was about to collapse, and stretched out his little fat hand tremblingly, pointing at Wen Lang: "You Wen family, you are really unreliable, you just want to open a small restaurant, you can pull it down."

Wen Lang was also aggrieved.

It's just too unlucky for Wen Lang, he's so thoughtful, he was afraid that someone would learn the secret recipe, so he picked a few weeds, washed them all, chopped them up and put them in the spicy shrimp soup .

There are many kinds of grasses that cause people's diarrhea, and the government doctor couldn't find them in the kitchen, so naturally they couldn't determine which one.

But Wen Lang knew it!Since he couldn't find it, it must be the few grasses he brought with him!

But obviously Chen Liu said that his Uncle Bao picked this kind of grass.Moreover, he also saw it in his own yard!

Saw!That's right, Wen Lang slapped his thigh. According to Uncle Bao's shrewd temperament, if there is any secret recipe, it has been hidden for a long time, so how can he see it.

He was tricked by Uncle Bao!

"Xiao Zhanbaolai, it's over this time, my father will definitely not allow us to open a snack shop."

Wen Lang drooped his head: "It's all my fault."

"Okay, don't be discouraged. My mother has private money, and I have saved a lot myself. My father won't let me, so we will quietly open it ourselves. When the small restaurant opens, my father sees ours. Ability, naturally I won’t say anything.”

What Wen Lang was worried about was not this, but that he dressed up carefully all morning, and originally wanted Master Rong to praise him, but he messed up everything in the end!

Wen Yan was thinking about what to do for dinner at home, watching Wen Langlang all morning, he might come back today.

Just as Wen Yan was thinking, a limp little figure broke into his sight.

"Wen Lang? Did you come back so early today?"

Wen Lang nodded weakly.

Wen Yan glanced behind him, and the bamboo basket was actually empty!Something is wrong with this!

"What's wrong?"

Wen Lang pouted his mouth high, and threw himself into Wen Yan's arms feeling aggrieved, and howled out: "Second Uncle, Second Uncle, my name is Uncle Bao, and I was cheated!"

Wen Lang just finished talking out of breath.

Wen Yan opened his mouth, no wonder the baby said, don't eat the shrimp made by Wen Lang...

"Well, Wen Lang, are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a murmuring sound, Wen Lang's cheeks blushed suddenly, he put down the basket and ran to the latrine.

Wen Yan turned his head, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Baby, you did a good job!"

Yuan Bao spread his hands innocently: "Baby has already taught him the secret recipe, he is the one who doubted the baby."

"Then why, Wen Lang said that the shrimp you made don't taste the same?"

Wen Yan was also puzzled, even if different people cook the dishes with the same method, the taste will be different, but the difference will not be too much.Wen Lang is a fine ghost, not only in terms of money.His control over the amount of anything is very precise.

Therefore, there is no difference in ingredients and heat.

Yuan Bao blinked and said innocently, "Baby really doesn't know."

In order to comfort Wen Lang's injured little heart, Wen Yan cooked for the first time at night.

After staying in Wen's house for so long, he can barely cook simple stir-fries.

Wen Lang's boy didn't enter the kitchen for several days because of the blow.In order to prevent Wen Lang from being hit again, Wen Yan strictly ordered Yuan Bao not to mention the spicy shrimp.

Therefore, the uncles and nephews of the Wen family ate fried cabbage every day for several days.Wen Yan's intestines almost turned green from eating, Yuan Bao lost a lot of weight, and Wen Ling and Wen Yu almost cried from eating.

Finally one day, Wen Lang couldn't take it anymore.With the ardent expectation of the Wen family, Wen Lang took over again, and the Wen family's nightmare finally came to an end.

However, Wen Yan's 'nightmare' has begun...