Chen Si did not return to the inn, but went to a very secluded inn located in Qinghefang.

When he arrived at the store, he reported to the waiter himself. The waiter happily led Chen Si to the backyard and invited him to room No. 1. As for Tiezhu and other followers, they also had their own accommodation, because the entire inn was booked by Miss Yin.

When the child went out, he looked at the three-piece guest room inside and outside in silence. Although it was not very luxurious, it was better than clean and warm, making people feel like home easily. He put down his outer robe and changed into a black dress on the bed. He followed Ruohan's instructions in Bairi and opened the back window. Sure enough, he saw a thick short tree, covering his sight tightly.

I quietly climbed over the wall and found out the direction, tiptoed to the next door to the left, and touched the window, and found that the window was hidden.

He wanted to go in quietly, but he was startled Ruohan. Unexpectedly, the window suddenly opened and knocked down his nose with a bang. The pain made him look full of Venus and his face twisted, but he didn't dare to make any sound. Ruohan, who was surprised, was so sorry. He quickly put the window up and let him crawl in. He applied it with a towel and rubbed it with his little hands. It took him a long time to soothe his silent nose.

I saw that my fiancée was wearing IKEA evening outfit and her hair was loose. It was obvious that she had just left the bath and her whole body exuded a gentle and graceful temperament, just like the green smoke curling on the table and the silent ambergris around her, making people feel peaceful and quiet.

"Are you so hungry?" Ruohan interrupted his indulgence softly and said, "It's really time to come. The Oriental Chicken I made in the morning is just delicious now."

Chen Shu laughed and said, "I have wanted to ask you what kind of chicken needs to be stewed for four hours, so won't it be the only thing left to stew the bones?"

"Are you an amateur?" Ruohan glanced at him with a slight smug look: "This Dongyang chicken is not cooked, steamed, or dried roasted. The method is extremely creative, and it is only learned by others."

Chen Si was curious and said, "You have to see what's special." He took Ruohan's little hand and walked to the kitchen in the yard. When he went in, he saw a large iron pot sitting on the stove. A small water tank was steadily sitting in the pot, and another tank as big as a tank was pressed on it. He couldn't help but smile and said, "My goodness, how many chickens do you have to do? You can't finish it in three days."

Ruohan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Let me see the water tank above me." Silence took the lead and said, "I'll do it." He padded it with a thick cloth and took down a water tank above, but saw that it was not food inside, but sat on a casserole.

Silence was really shocked and said strikingly: "No wonder it took four hours. This hardness was made by the temperature in the water tank, and even the water tank did not contact the fire source. This is truly unworldly fireworks." He praised repeatedly: "It's indeed creative." He took out the hot casserole.

The dinner prepared for him was very sumptuous, a hundred times higher than the banquet he ate during the day. Looking at the dishes that were full of colors and fragrance, he kept saying silently: "I have found a treasure, and I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking."

Ruohan said shyly: "I'm still in the learning stage," he pointed to the casserole in the center of the table and said: "Apart from this, it's all made by the master."

Silence immediately changed his argument and said, "Tonight Dongyang Chicken is an absolute superstar. This dish uses fire but does not see fire. It does not live in the world. It took four hours." As he said, he said seriously: "I don't eat vegetables for dinner today, so if you want to eat it, eat Dongyang Chicken." It made Ruohan happy again.

In order to show his solemnity, he rinsed his mouth and sat upright on the table. With a pious mood, he glanced at his fiancée and said, "Then, I'll turn it off."

Ruohan said nervously: "Raise..." His voice trembled a little, and he seemed extremely unconfident.

He nodded silently, then solemnly lifted the lid of the pot, and a pure white steam came out. The smell was indeed very mellow, and he quickly praised: "This is true, this smell is only available in the sky, how many times can you smell in the world?" Ruohan was so funny that he giggled: "Try it quickly and see what are the problems. I will improve it next time." Seeing the soup with golden oil flowers, it also seemed very mellow, and she felt half relieved, and felt that it would not be too outrageous.

Then he scooped a small bowl of chicken soup and sent it to Chen Si, looking at him with anticipation. He gave a spoonful of silence into his mouth. It tasted extraordinary... The lightness contained strongness, the strongness showed lightness, and the charm was very long... It seemed that it was a little light, and he couldn't help but smack his lips and ate another piece of chicken to taste the taste. Now he was sure, and he thought, "It's not that it's light, but that there is no salt at all."

Vegetables can be eaten without salt, but if the meat is gone without salt, whoever knows the taste.

But when I thought that this was created by Ruohan after four hours, she had a strong beauty, so I stopped talking about anything, just eat it... I swallowed it desperately as if nothing had happened.

"Is it delicious?" Ruohan waited nervously for his reply.

Silence tried hard to put on the brightest smile and said, "It's so...good...it's eaten..." He also spoke with a tremolo.

"That's good, that's good, but it's bad for me." Ruohan patted his chest with glee, then said happily: "According to the master, this real chicken smell is in pork..."

So Chen Si picked up a piece of pork belly that was 70% fat and 30% thin. This soft and smooth pork looked so cute, not greasy, but also filled with the fragrance of chicken... Just when he thought of the lack of salt, he couldn't help but faint.

"What's wrong? Is it too fat?" Ruohan said nervously: "I remember you like eating this kind of thing."

Nodded silently, he put the pork belly in his mouth, swallowed it with a gulp, and said to himself: 'That's all...'

"Is it tasty?"

"It's so...it's so good...it's edible..." said silently.

"If you have some delicious food, eat more, it's all yours." Ruohan was so happy that she put the pot in front of him.

But when he saw the corners of silent eyes flashing, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Why... have you cried?"

Silently rubbed the corners of his eyes and smiled indifferently: "I'm moved, I'm so touched... Ruohan, you are so... so good." But at the end of the day, no matter how you look, you feel a little bit gritted.

That's it, drinking the light but boring tea, tasting the light but delicious Dongyang chicken, talking about some delicious love for children, the two of them happily ate their supper.

During this period, Ruohan saw that he was indeed holding the casserole and refused to let go. He thought to himself, "It must be delicious." So he picked up the small bowl and said, "Come and try it for me."

"No!" said silently without thinking: "This is all mine, all mine."

"Please..." Ruohan said pitifully like a kitten: "It's good at all."

"Not giving at all." Chen Si actually blocked the casserole in his arms and said, "I swear to defend my Dongyang chicken to the death."

"It is better to have fun than to have fun alone..." Ruohan persuaded.

"But I just like to have fun alone." Silence was as stubborn as a carrot.

"Why are you so alone?" Ruohan said angry and amused when he saw him like a child.

"It's like this for only sons." Chen Si took out a piece of fat meat and filled it into his mouth, and said proudly.

It was not until the moon was on the sky that the two of them finished their supper. Chen Si actually ate the Dongyang chicken, chicken, meat and soup, without leaving any left. Then he held his stomach and said infinitely: "I'm going back to sleep, vomit..." He quickly covered his mouth and said, "It tastes like this when I'm full."

Ruohan originally wanted to keep him talking again, but couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but then he thought that he might be tired today, so he let him go back obediently. When he walked to the window with him, he was still asking: "What should you improve this dish next time?"

Silence had already tremblingly climbed out of the window. Hearing this, he turned around and gave her a perfect smile and said, "Dear, I like to eat salt. Please add more salt next time..." Then he hurried back.

"Put more salt..." Ruohan quickly remembered it on the paper, for fear of forgetting it next time.

That night, she was thinking about her experience in making this dish. When she thought of her fiancé's eating and drinking, she could giggle out loud. With such a good dream as her companion, she naturally slept soundly and sweetly.

However, in the room No. 1, Tianzi, separated by a wall, I was silent but couldn't sleep all night, and I almost vomited all my bitter galls. I lay on the bed and said in a nasty way: "Don't tell Ruohan about this..."

Tiezhu nodded in distress and said, "Will you eat less without adding salt?"

Chen Si shook his head and smiled weakly, "If she had eaten it, she would definitely be sad."

Tiezhu shook his head again. He really couldn't understand the silence. Is this still the scary young adult?
Chapter completed!