Chapter: 745

In addition to steak at noon, Zhang Han also specially prepared a nutritious dish - beef brisket and persimmon soup.

To be precise, what Zhang Han wants to cook is beef brisket, sweet potatoes and tomatoes. The soup is delicious and nutritious.

This dish is Zhang Han's mother's favorite dish in the past.

Cut the brisket into small pieces and prepare all kinds of ingredients, and the time has come to eleven o'clock.

Zhang Han directly started to stew the beef brisket. When the meat was put into the pot, a pleasant voice came from behind:

"Do you want me to help you with something?"

"Huh?" Zhang Han was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Zi Yan who was standing by the stairs, he laughed dumbfoundedly: "You? Forget it, thin skin and tender meat are not suitable for the kitchen."

"Cut, don't underestimate people, I can cook too!" Zi Yan said with her cheeks puffed up and her eyes wide open.

In fact, what she paid attention to was the sentence 'fine skin and tender meat! ', the eyes are staring, and the heart is beautiful.

"Then what do you cook? Tell me." Zhang Han said with a smile while cooking.

"I, I, I will... want you to take care of it? Huh! No need to help me, I'm going upstairs. When I show my hand at night, you just wait to be surprised!" Zi Yan snorted lightly, and stepped forward Yingying leaves.

Zhang Han shook his head and smiled, and continued his actions. At the same time, he also had an idea in his mind:

It's really becoming more and more like a home.

When the time came to eleven thirty.

"Zhang Han, you're calling." Zi Yan came down from the second floor, holding a ringing mobile phone in her hand. When she walked to the corner and saw six people sitting at the white dining table, her body Quickly retracted again.

"coming."

Zhang Han washed his hands, wiped them with a towel, and walked quickly.

This scene caused several people at the small white dining table to turn their eyes away. They looked at each other, shook their heads and said a few words:

"Did you hear that? This voice belongs to the proprietress, it's just a voice actor!"

"It's so nice, crisp and sweet, ouch, my little one is drunk, the key point is that the proprietress is so pretty, hehe, the owner of this restaurant is too capable."

"Pretty is not something you can worry about, just wait for fried rice with eggs!"

"..."

For them, in addition to delicious food in the restaurant, they occasionally look at the cute Mengmeng, take a look at the proprietress who always wears sunglasses and a hat, but has an extremely enchanting figure, listen to her intoxicating voice, and eat A great treat in the room.

And Zhang Han answered the phone on the second floor.

Somewhat unexpectedly, it was Pearson who called and told the good news:

"Boss, boss, I'm back with a large group of Hungarian curly pigs! I'm at the pier, do you want someone to pick me up or should I bring the pigs back?"

"I'll let someone pick you up." Zhang Han responded and hung up the phone.

I called Zhao Feng again and asked him to pick up the curly-haired pigs, feed them Yang Qingshui and put them in the livestock area.

It has to be said that Zhao Feng at this time is more and more like a housekeeper.

Just like the butler of the head of a wealthy family, in an aristocratic family, this kind of butler also occupies a high position, and his status is no less than that of direct descendants, and Zhao Feng is no longer an ordinary person, destined to become a dragon among men.