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"I take it you want something tasty from my dear boss? "Hmph, but even if you become a boss's follower, it's still better than being a fool like you. You can really consider being the boss's follower." Liang Mengqi said, and did not believe what he had said.
"I really left the gang." Zhao Feng said as he shook his head slightly.
"Really?" When Liang Mengqi saw his expression, she started to believe him. She sized Zhao Feng up and snorted: "Whether you like him or not, it has nothing to do with me. I only like our boss."
"I won't allow you to like my Baba, hmph." Mengmeng said vigilantly at the side.
This beautiful big sister was the most dangerous, always saying that she loved Baba, hmph, when Mama comes back, I will definitely tell him.
"Not only do I like your Baba, I also like you, hehe." Liang Mengqi said while laughing.
"Nope." Mengmeng pouted and turned her head.
After Zhang Han opened the door, the group of people entered the dining hall.
"Boss, what are we having for lunch today?" Yu Qingqing's gaze swept towards the kitchen counter and asked.
"Why do you always ask so much? "What do you want to eat?" Liang Mengqi rolled his eyes at her.
"Our family's Qingqing is a carnivorous animal. Boss, when are we going to have the pig feast again?!" Zhao Dahu interrupted.
"It depends on your mood." Zhang Han casually replied: "I also have some meat for lunch. I want to eat sausage fried rice."
"There's a new product! "Good Kesen!" Yu Qingqing's eyes lit up, the smell of the sausage immediately came into his mind, causing him to drool profusely.
Zhao Feng and the other four sat at the usual table and started to chat.
Zhang Han placed Mengmeng on the sofa, allowing the little guy to watch TV for a while. Then, he went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
The main purpose of the sausage fried rice was to add sausage on the basis of the Egg Fried Rice. With the decrease in the number of eggs, the taste of the sausage was mostly in the fried rice.
Zhang Han made the sausages into sausages, which were made in the Northeast of China. It could be said that the sausages were made in Lithuania, Eastern Europe. When the Middle East Railway was being built, many foreigners gathered in Harbin and brought the processing technology of the sausages over.
Its original name was enema, and it had been passed down to Halbin for over a hundred years. Because of its jujube red appearance, it was gradually called a red sausage.
Even a few years ago, the sausage was selected as one of CNN14's most cherished foods by overseas Chinese. The reason given by them was that the sausage was more chewy than a North American hot dog and more delicious than a British sausage.
Of course, in this era where benefits were rampant, it was very easy to buy counterfeit goods. There were a few big brands such as the Bar Association, Autumn Forest Doss, and the Business Committee. Relatively speaking, these three families were the most famous.
There were many names for the sausages of the Ha Meat Union, such as the old name of China, the intangible cultural heritage of the Dragon Province, and so on. As for Qiulin Daos, he was considered to be the most authentic sausage, using traditional European crafts, while the merchant company's sausage was a bit willful. It didn't open any branch, it didn't sell online, if they wanted to buy it, they would have to wait in line in the later half of the night, but if they were late, there were five big words on the door: "The sausages have been sold out".
Zhang Han had eaten these three official sausages before, and the taste was pretty good, with its own vicissitudes of life.
Therefore, at the same time Zhao Feng sent the pork meat over, he also made them make the autumn forest style sausages. Although the craftsmanship may not be proper, don't forget, this was a Tai Lake Black Swine that grew in the New Moon Mountain, a pork meat that was higher than level 5A.
Just as the meal was about to be done, a staff from a delicatessen brought the sausages over.
an entire three bags of sausages. When they were delivered to Zhang Han, he could not help but say:
"Sir, where did you buy the pork meat in the past? Can you tell me? "
"We can't buy that pork meat personally. It's specially made by the royal family." Liang Mengqi said weirdly.
"Ah?" Special? " Disappointment flashed across the staff member's face as he sighed and said, "No wonder the sausage that I mentioned was so fragrant. There's no need to mention the quality of the meat. I've been making sausages for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen such high quality meat."
"Yes." Zhang Han shook his head slightly. He did not say anything as he took the sausage and placed it on the counter behind him.
"Then I'll take my leave." The staff member said his goodbyes and left.
After he left, when he saw so many people lining up in the restaurant, he shook his head and muttered:
"To be able to get a special pork meat, sigh, your origins are really amazing. No wonder your business is so good, it's too awesome."
However, he did not know that those genuine special ingredients could not compare to the ingredients used in the New Moon Mountain. In other words, the food eaten by the royal family could not even compare to the high grade Egg-Fried Rice eaten by the normal eater in this restaurant.
If these customers knew the logic behind it, they would probably be extremely excited.
After the rice was steamed, Zhang Han began to cook. At noon, Zhang Han only prepared two big pots of Red Eggs Fried Rice. He didn't even cook the noodle soup anymore.
Because there was a rather large amount of rice, Zhang Han immediately took out a whole ten sausages, and cut them into small portions.
As it was being sliced, the faint fragrance of sausages wafted in the air.
"Eh?" Mengmeng was startled. He crawled up from the sofa and looked at Zhang Han: "Baba, is that a ham? I'd like some. "
"Alright." Zhang Han smiled, cut off a small piece of sausage the size of a thumb, and gave it to Mengmeng.
"It smells so good." Mengmeng took a bite of the sausage and praised it endlessly.
"Gulp ?"
On the other side, even Yu Qingqing's eyes had fallen in, so he could clearly hear the sound of his saliva being swallowed.
"See what I got for you." Liang Mengqi rolled his eyes at her, but she was also secretly swallowing her saliva.
"Boss, can we try a small piece?" Seeing Yu Qingqing like this, Zhao Dahu could not help but ask.
After Zhang Han looked at them, he lowered his head, raised his blade, and cut a sausage into four small sections.
Ah!
She wanted to stand up and receive the sausage, but found that one of the sausages was flying straight towards her palm. She did not even need to move to receive it.
"Wow, so accurate." Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Han brilliantly again and again. Holding the sausage, he stuffed it into his mouth, caught it and bit off a small piece of it.
The shape and movement of her lips made Zhao Feng's mouth a little dry and his imagination run wild.
It was just that Liang Mengqi was completely captivated by the taste of the sausage. The intestines, and even a little bit of meat that was more chewy, melted instantly from the inside of his mouth, filling it with the combined taste of incense, meat, and garlic.
"Awesome!"
After Yu Qingqing finished the small piece of sausage, he let out a comfortable cry.
The taste of the sausage was very good. This made her look forward to the Fried Rice that was about to leave the country!
Just as the food was finished, Wang Qiang and Wu Liying walked in.
Little Princess ate the sausages as he watched Baba cook. When Wang Qiang and Yue Yang came in, Mengmeng's eyes lit up as he looked around with his shining eyes and said:
"Aiya, where's Yihan? Uncle Wang, why is Yihan not here? "
"She went to her maternal grandma's house. She won't be back for two days, right?" Wang Qiang laughed bitterly as he thought back to the scene from last night.
Wang Jiawen and Su Yu wanted to bring Wang Yihan to deep vibration's maternal grandma's house, but the little girl didn't want to follow them at all and wanted to play with him for a few days. However, because of her maternal grandma's birthday, even if she was crying, it was useless.
At this time, when Mengmeng heard what he said, Ming Che's big eyes flickered and said with a bit of disappointment: "Oh."
With that, Little Princess looked at the sausage in her hand and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she said: "Uncle Wang, the sausage is very tasty, you, give Yihan some, let her have a taste."
"Ouch." Wang Qiang smiled happily and said: "Thank you, Mengmeng. Yihan has gone to the Mainland, even if I take it back, she wouldn't be able to eat it. Only when she comes back can I eat it.
"Ugh ?" "Okay." Mengmeng nodded reluctantly.
This scene was truly enviable for the bystanders!
Very quickly, Zhang Han sat back down with the fried rice with the potatoes and the cucumbers.
Lunch began.
At the round table, when Zhang Han was just getting ready to eat, Sun Dongheng walked in quickly with bloodshot eyes.
"Eh? What's wrong with you? And you're still crying? " Zhao Dahu asked, baffled by the situation.
"No ?" Sun Dongheng pursed his lips, looked at Zhang Han, and said with a trembling voice: "Boss, I'm going to take some food away."
"Go." Zhang Han nodded and replied.
"Yes." Sun Dongheng walked towards the counter and took out a disposable lunch box. As he filled in the bowl with food, he started crying at the same time.
"What happened to you?" Was he bullied? Why didn't your parents come with you? " Zhao Dahu asked again.
They had a lot of conversations with Sun Dongheng previously, and they were both restaurant members. They got to know each other after a while, and now that this cheerful lad had tears on his face, he felt strange and asked him a question with concern.
"My dad..." He's in the hospital. " Sun Dongcheng said with a sad expression.
"What disease is it?"
"Cancer." Sun Dongheng said in a hoarse voice.
"Hiss!"
"Oh my god!" "This ?"
The expressions of Zhao Dahu and the others slightly changed, and Zhao Dahu even stood up to walk to Sun Dongheng's side. His expression was extremely complex, and gently patted his back, consoling him: "Don't cry, is it mid stage or ?"
"Late." Sun Dongheng clenched his teeth, wiped away his tears, and said: "I will be making chemotherapy in the afternoon, before that, I want him to eat here again..."
Hearing Sun Dongheng's sorrowful words, everyone sighed in their hearts. From the interactions they had with Sun Ming a few days ago, Sun Ming was considered to be a good person. It was such a pity that he got cancer.
Mengmeng listened from the side as if she understood something. Seeing her big brother was crying, her expression shrank as she looked at Zhang Han and said softly, "Baba, big brother is crying so bitterly. Uncle Sun is so nice, how can he be sick? "Then would it hurt if he was in the hospital? Would he cry?"
When Zhang Han heard this, she put down her chopsticks and glanced at Mengmeng. Her innocent eyes expressed her good will.
"Tell your dad not to do chemotherapy for now, come over to my place when you have time in the afternoon."
"Huh?"
Sun Dongheng was startled, he did not know what the boss meant, he could not understand nor could he react. At that moment, his mind was in a mess.
Seeing that, Zhao Feng stood up quickly and walked to Sun Dongheng's side, bringing him out of the dining hall, to Sun Dongheng's car, then Zhao Feng opened his mouth and slowly said:
"Boss, just do as you're told. A disease that can't be cured in the hospital doesn't mean that it can't be cured. Bring your dad here, maybe this is his hope for curing it."