When Ran Qiuye saw that Zhang Zhiqiang was actually laughing at her, she quickly put down the knife and covered Zhang Zhiqiang's mouth. The two of them cooked while playing and joking, and the scene was warm and cozy.

Ran Qiuye couldn't cut the meat well after all, but she did other things well. Under Zhang Zhiqiang's instruction, Ran Qiuye used potato starch and water to marinate the meat slices, coated them with starch paste, and then deep-fried the meat.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiqiang fried the sauce, put the sweet and sour pork into it and stir-fried it, so that every piece of sweet and sour pork was evenly coated with the sauce. The dish was then ready.

Then Zhang Zhiqiang steamed a pot of rice and fried some pork with peppers, and today's lunch was ready.

"Okay, wife, let's eat."

"okay."

Zhang Zhiqiang put the dishes on the table and sat down with Ran Qiuye. Ran Qiuye didn't have a big appetite, so the rice in her bowl was less than half of Zhang Zhiqiang's.

"Wife, come and try the sweet and sour pork you made."

Zhang Zhiqiang first picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork for Ran Qiuye and waited for his wife's evaluation.

"good husband."

Ran Qiuye picked it up and took a bite, her eyes narrowed in happiness.

“It’s crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious, so yummy.”

After Ran Qiuye finished his evaluation, he quickly stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

"Haha, wife, just eat what you like."

Zhang Zhiqiang knew that to capture a woman's heart, he had to capture her stomach first, so the cooking skills given to him by the system were very useful.

"dong dong dong~"

The two were eating when they suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

"who is this?"

Ran Qiuye asked, why is there always someone disturbing us every time we eat, it’s so annoying.

"I don't know. You eat first. I'll go out and take a look."

Zhang Zhiqiang put down his bowl and chopsticks and opened the door.

I found Yan Bugui standing at the door with a bowl of fish soup in his hand.

"Third uncle, what are you doing?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked.

"Haha, I went fishing today, and I made some fish soup at home, so I thought I'd send a bowl to your house."

Yan Bugui saw Zhang Zhiqiang blocking the door and had no intention of inviting him in.

He spoke quickly and held out the bowl for Zhang Zhiqiang to see, indicating that he came with a gift.

"Your fish is so small. It's not even big enough to fill your teeth."

Zhang Zhiqiang glanced at Yan Bugui's bowl, in which there was a finger-sized fish floating, and said with disdain.

"Oh, there are no fish now. These are all fish from the river."

"Don't underestimate it because it's so small. I spent the whole afternoon fishing for it. It's really valuable."

Yan Bugui said with dissatisfaction that he had finally delivered something, but was actually rejected.

"Okay then, thank you, Uncle San."

Zhang Zhiqiang took the bowl from Yan Bugui, said thank you and prepared to close the door.

"Hey, Zhiqiang, wait a minute."

"What do you eat at home?"

Yan Bugui sniffed twice fiercely.

"Oh, this is the smell of meat, huh? And the smell of chili peppers."

"Zhiqiang, is this fried pork with chili pepper that your family is eating?"

Yan Bugui said in surprise.

"You're right, Third Uncle, your nose is sharper than a dog's."

Zhang Zhiqiang saw that Yan Bugui really smelled it out and did not hide it. Eating meat is not a shameful thing. If you have the guts, go and report it.

"Zhiqiang, look at what you said. Are you comparing your Third Uncle to a dog? But Third Uncle doesn't hold grudges."

"You two are living a really good life. Speaking of this fried pork with peppers, my children love it."

Yan Bugui said with a smile, feeling that he had made it very clear.

Next, Zhang Zhiqiang should have taken the initiative to ask him to take the dishes back, and then he should have refused a few times, and only took the dishes back when he had no choice.

"If you like it, make it. Uncle, go back and fry one too."

Zhang Zhiqiang pretended not to understand.

"Uncle San can't have it, eh? What did you say?"

Yan Bugui had already said the refusal, but suddenly he felt something was not right.

What did Zhang Zhiqiang say just now? He asked me to go home and cook one myself? His family was not well off enough to cook meat. If he could add some lard to a dish, it would be considered a meat dish.

"Zhiqiang, people should know how to reciprocate."

"Look, I gave you fish soup today, right? You have to give something back to the Third Master, right?"

"I don't want anything else, just give me some of that fried pork with chili peppers."

Yan Bugui rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Haha, forget it, Uncle San, just keep the fish soup for yourself."

"My family didn't cook much meat, not even enough for me and my wife. Don't let you suffer a loss, go back quickly."

Zhang Zhiqiang put the bowl back into Yan Bugui's hand and prepared to close the door.

"Hey, Zhiqiang, hey."

Yan Bugui looked at Zhang Zhiqiang who closed the door tightly with an unpleasant expression on his face. Zhang Zhiqiang didn't give him any face at all.

I didn't take advantage of him today. The stir-fried dish was only for one meal, and if you add some water to the fish soup you can drink it for two meals. It's clearly you who was at a disadvantage.

Yan Bugui went back angrily with the fish soup.

"Honey, is that Teacher Yan?"

Ran Qiuye seemed to have heard Yan Bugui's voice and asked.

"Yes, I brought a bowl of fish soup over. I wanted to exchange it for our stir-fried pork with green peppers. Wife, you didn't see the fish. It was about the size of a finger. Not even big enough to fill your teeth."

Zhang Zhiqiang complained.

"What about fish soup?"

Ran Qiuye thought it was okay to change them since they were all colleagues.

"I rejected it. Qiuye, you don't know the Third Master. If he really changed, he might feel that he suffered a loss."

"Can't you?"

Ran Qiuye didn't believe it. They were all colleagues, how could Teacher Yan do such a thing?

"It's better to have less trouble than more. If it were changed today."

"He will definitely come to plot against our family often in the future, and he will take it for granted because we drank a bowl of fish soup from him."

Zhang Zhiqiang knew Yan Bugui well, and what he said was absolutely correct.

This is what Yan Bugui thought. It is not difficult to plot against others, but the difficult part is to establish a relationship with them. If he can establish a relationship with Zhang Zhiqiang this time, it will be much easier to plot against Zhang Zhiqiang in the future.

“Are there still so many twists and turns?”

Ran Qiuye expressed her incomprehension, saying that she had never encountered such a situation when she was at home.

"Okay, wife, let's stop talking about this and eat quickly."

"Okay, you should also eat more."

The young couple ate their meal happily.

Yan family.

The meal was ready and the whole family was waiting for Yan Bugui to come back and start eating. The three siblings Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi stared at the fish in the soup, their throats moving constantly.

Yu Li also swallowed her saliva. She had been in Yan's house for such a long time and she had hardly eaten meat. Her mouth was already dry.

This fish is really big, almost the size of a palm. It is impossible for one person to finish it even if they take one bite.

"Old Yan, you're back."

When the third aunt saw Yan Bugui coming back, she quickly made room for him.

"dad."

"I'm back, Dad."

"Eat quickly."

The three siblings also greeted their father.

"Well, let's eat."

Yan Bugui poured the fish soup into the basin sullenly and licked the edge of the bowl with his tongue. Hmm, delicious!

"Okay, let's eat."

Yan Bugui picked up a steamed bun and took a bite of pickles.

"Okay, let's eat."

The three siblings and Yu Li all reached out their chopsticks to the fish in the basin at the same time.

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