Chapter: 1617

The taste of making it must not be said.

In addition to braised chicken, I also made braised eggplant, shredded potatoes in red oil and cold okra.

When the meal was about to sit down, Zhang Han waved to Zhao Feng: "Xiaofeng."

Zhao Feng was still sitting beside Sun Dongheng, turned around and chatted with Liang Mengqi, got up and walked over when he heard the cry.

"Go and buy two lunch boxes, the bigger ones." Zhang Han said directly.

"good."

Zhao Feng asked someone to go out, thought for a while, and went directly to the restaurant next door.

He came back with two large square lunch boxes in two minutes.

Zhang Han first prepared the meals in the two lunch boxes. There was more braised chicken, and the other dishes were slightly less. Then he put enough white rice on it, covered it with a plastic lid, and put it in a food bag.

Then Zhang Han and Zhao Feng delivered the dishes to the second floor, during which Zhang Han asked Zhao Feng to ask Leng Yue where they were.

"Mengmeng, you eat first, Dad will go out for a while." Zhang Han touched Mengmeng's little head and said.

"Well, I see, Papa, come back soon." Mengmeng said obediently.

"Um."

Zhang Han smiled, turned around and went downstairs, took the food bag, after Zhao Feng told the location, he went out and got on the panda cart, and left slowly.

It is located near Zhukeng District and Crescent Bay, on the ninth floor of an office building, is Zhuyin Music Studio.

The boss, Wei An, has cooperated with Zi Yan and the others several times.

At half past twelve, Zi Yan and others were in the musical instrument room.

Leng Yue and the others sat at the door, apart from Zi Yan and Zhou Fei, there were Wei An and his seven subordinates in the room.

Just recorded the first version of the accompaniment.

"The box lunch is here!"

A staff member came in with two bags of lunch boxes.

Wei An clapped his hands and said:

"Let's rest first, have lunch, and we will continue later."

The seven subordinates in the room put down their musical instruments, walked to the office side, and each took a boxed lunch to prepare for dinner.

"Zi Yan, Zhou Fei, let's eat together?" Wei An said with a smile.

"I'm not going to eat it. I'm listening to it and looking for my feeling. I think it's almost the same. I think it's good to change some details." Zi Yan shook her head slightly, looked at Zhou Fei and said, "Feifei, would you like to eat some?" go?"

"I don't eat anymore, I'm full from breakfast, and I'm not very hungry now." Zhou Fei replied.

"That's fine, let's eat first." Wei An smiled.

Everyone ate and chatted with each other in low voices.

Zi Yan and Zhou Fei could faintly hear the content: