"Wow! It smells so good."
"When did Little Jun's cooking become so good?”
Lou Xiao'e had just finished washing the dishes when she smelled the fragrance that seeped into her heart. She couldn't help but gulp and drool.
"Xiao Jun, what are you cooking?"
"It's so fragrant. I'm dying of hunger.”
Lou Xiao'e walked into Li Jianjun's kitchen uninvited.
"Sister E, you're here."
"It's nothing. I just made some home-cooked dishes.”
"We can eat soon. I'll call you later.”
Li Jianjun was stir-frying pork belly when he turned his head to look at Lou Xiao'e.
The taste of the chicken soup and the aroma of the roast chicken was so strong and delicious that it was like a surging wave.
The roasted chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The fragrance of the inside and outside mixed together to tempt Lou Xiao'e's taste buds. The dripping oil fell on the charcoal and made a sizzling sound.
He used oyster sauce as the base and added honey to make a barbecue sauce. Then, he added cumin, cardamom, cloves, and other spices. He smeared them on the chicken. The color began to turn golden, and the fragrance was almost vaporized.
"Too tempting."
"I feel like my body and mind are immersed in this delicacy. In my memory, my mother had invited those chefs to cook the Tan family's dishes at home.”
" But standing here today, all the knowledge of delicacy that I have in my memory has been shattered at this moment and reconstructed.”
Lou Xiao'e's eyes were fixed on the roast chicken, and her beautiful face revealed an incredulous expression.
"Hehe, it's not that I didn't have the means to eat it in the past. Now that I'm buying some good things, won't I be able to showcase my cooking skills that I've treasured for many years?”
Li Jianjun's face did not turn red, and he lied through his teeth.
...
In the backyard.
Liu Hai was at home.
"Smells so good!"
"Brother, why don't we go over and freeload?”
Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu looked at each other and gulped.
"Useless."
"Stay here obediently."
"Bang!"
Liu Haizhong's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. He slammed the door shut.
At the deaf old lady's house.
"Silly Zhu, who's cooking? This smells so good."
He Yuzhu was also in the backyard delivering food to the Deaf Granny.
"Eh! Let me see who it is."
He Yuzhu's face was dark and gloomy, red and white intertwined.
Awkward!
The situation was extremely awkward.
He was known as the number one chef in the courtyard, but now it seemed like he was going to lose favor.
"Humph! So it's that bastard Li Jianjun."
Soon, He Yuzhu returned with a gloomy face and slammed the door.
"Oh, Silly Zhu, don't always go against others.”
After hearing that Li Jianjun was cooking, the Deaf Old Lady did not say anything else.
In the middle court.
"It smells so good. Is Li Jianjun's cooking so good? That idiot probably didn't have such culinary skills. With this level, he would probably be better off as a cook than idiot.”
A middle-aged woman turned her head to look at Yi Zhonghai, her voice filled with resentment.
In fact, the meaning was very obvious. He felt that Yi Zhonghai had made the wrong choice. He Yuzhu was not as good as Li Jianjun and had made the wrong investment.
"Shut up!"
"Close the door! That little brat, let him be smug for a few days.”
Yi Zhonghai felt even more frustrated.
It's too late to regret.
It was too late for regrets, but it had already been tied to Jia Dongxu and had completely offended Li Jianjun. There was no room for turning back.
In the front yard.
"It smells so good. The Li family kid actually has such good cooking skills.”
"Usually, Silly Zhu is known as the number one chef in the factory. He doesn't look as good as Li Jianjun. Next time, if you have business, you must introduce him to Li Jianjun.”
Yan Bugui spat at the air as if he had already taken advantage of Li Jianjun.
"This smell is too fragrant. It's simply torture."
"Brother, I want to go over for dinner."
Yan Bugui's sons were also drooling.
In this era, people borrowed food to live. It was already good enough to fill their stomachs. When they smelled the meat fragrance of Li Jianjun's family, it was like flies flying in the sky for the children of Yan Laokou's family. They felt so uncomfortable that they wanted to bang their heads against the wall.
"Useless!"
"I'll introduce a partner to Xiao Jun tomorrow, and we'll go and get a good meal for him.”
Yan Bugui had just finished cursing when he swallowed his saliva, trying to curry favor with Li Jianjun.
******
Jia Dongxu's house.
"Who's cooking meat? It smells so good!"
"Is it because that stupid Zhu secretly left some meat and vegetables to cook with that money-losing fellow, Rainwater?”
Jia Zhangshi stood up and rushed to the door, wanting to check on He Yuzhu's house.
"Grandma, it's the fragrance from Li Jianjun's house.”
At this moment, the stick ran back from the backyard. His small eyes flickered as he swallowed his saliva crazily.
"The short-lived Li Jianjun must be making roast chicken and chicken soup. He's eating so much alone.”
"Bah!"
"You don't have the virtue to respect the old and love the young at all. You didn't even send some over to my house when you killed a chicken. No matter what, we're still neighbors.”
"Bastard! A short-lived ghost with pus on his head and sores on his feet. Don't you know that our family is poor in the courtyard? She's really selfish. She cooked so much delicious food alone and didn't even know to help our family.”
Jia Zhang-shi's heart was itching with hatred, and she wanted to grit her teeth.
He cursed and swore at everyone.
"Mom, Jianjun didn't offend you. Stop scolding him and go back.”
At this moment, Qin Huairu walked out and said weakly to Jia Zhangshi.
Qin Huairu smelled the fragrance of the dishes coming from Li Jianjun's house, and her intestines turned green with regret. She also gulped.
"If only I had married Li Jianjun back then. With the salary of a grade-7 engineer, I wouldn't have had to eat and drink every day, but at least I wouldn't have had a problem with food and clothing.”
He was filled with regret.
Qin Huairu fantasized that Li Jianjun would remember the friendship between her parents and hope that he could help her.
Therefore, when she heard her mother-in-law curse Li Jianjun, she stopped her.
"Pa!"
"What are you?"
"You b * tch, jinx, are you still thinking about that bastard Li Jianjun?”
"Are you unhappy after I say a few words to him?”
Jia Zhangshi's face turned ashen as she turned around and slapped Qin Huairu.
"Wahhh!"
The next moment, Qin Huairu and Little Dang burst into tears.
"Why are you crying?"
"And you, you money-losing thing, still have the face to cry?”
"Shut up!"
"Dongxu, look at what you've married. She's actually still thinking about other men."
When Jia Zhangshi became popular, Xiaodang also suffered.
Her ability to stir up trouble was first-class, and she was able to pin a basin of sh * t on Qin Huairu.
"I... I didn't."
"I wholeheartedly do housework for the Jia family.”
Qin Huairu covered her face with her hands, looking aggrieved and tearful.
"Qin Huairu, isn't my mom right? Be older, or I'll break your legs!”
"Pa!"
Jia Dongxu was drunk and rushed over to slap Qin Huairu. This guy's personality was really like Jia Zhangshi, and he was especially obedient to the old woman.
"Drip, drip, drip!"
Both sides of Qin Huairu's face were red and swollen. She lowered her head, and her tears fell to the ground like broken beads.
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