Is this masked man saying what she is thinking? Did people in ancient times be so straightforward?

This is the first time An Wan has received such a hot confession from now on. She didn't know what to reply for a moment, so she could only look at Luo Yelin beside her and Song Qin and Song Jian at the counter in a daze.

Song Qin and Song Jian didn't know what to do, so they turned their eyes back with the same confused eyes.

However, Luo Yelin quickly followed and said, "Although you said this, the real choice is still on Miss An." He returned the masked man as it was said: "Well, Miss An?"

"Um..." An Wan came to her senses and coughed twice: "Thank you very much for your love..." She hesitated for a moment and continued to speak in her heart: "It's just that I'm currently focused on my career and have no idea of ​​getting married."

Luo Yelin was probably so angry that he was so angry that after An Wan said these words, he also increased his voice and repeated her words: "Did this gentleman hear it? Miss An doesn't have the idea of ​​getting married now!"

After saying that, he let out a long breath and stretched out his hands and rolled his sleeves.

The masked man was not moved by Luo Yelin's provocation, but only sneered. He was about to say something, but his expression suddenly became stunned. He paused for a long time before he found the voice again: "Forget it, let's go," he stood up, and did not forget to remind his subordinates behind him: "Remember to check out."

Seeing the masked man leaving with his group of subordinates, the entire restaurant was boiling again. Some breathed a long breath and started to have a big meal; some quickly paid the money to go home to relax; some people squeezed to An Wan and Luo Yelin to discuss related matters.

A group of gossipers quickly had all kinds of strange guesses, but none of them could be confirmed.

After a while, everyone's desire to chat dissipated, and they went home to share today's adventure with their families.

After almost all the guests in the hotel left, An Wan waited for a while and found that no one had come. She probably heard about the masked man today and planned to avoid the limelight.

Since there was no business, An Wan simply closed the market first, then left Luo Yelin, thanked him with a smile, and then suggested: "I happen to be studying a new food today. If the prince has nothing to do, let me try it with you?"

It happened that Luo Yelin had nothing to do these days. Seeing An Wan invite him to study things together, he nodded quickly: "It's great."

So An Wan closed the store first, went to the market with Luo Yelin to buy some raw materials, then returned to the kitchen and carefully prepared the things needed on the chopping board.

Luo Yelin looked around and saw An Wan doing something but he didn't do anything. He felt a little embarrassed, so he coughed a few times and asked, "Miss An, do you need my help to do something?"

An Wan kept moving her hands, cut the bean curd she bought and put it in the steamer. Her movements were very comfortable, and her answer was also very relaxed: "No, it's fine to see the prince."

As she said that, she took a few cloves of garlic, slapped it with a kitchen knife on the chopping board, peeled it and chopped it into the bowl.

By the time she chopped the garlic almost all, the bean skin in the pot was almost cooked.

She used a towel to cushion her hands, took out the basin of the bean skin, then drained the moisture from the bean skin, and placed it next to it.

After getting the bean skins, she re-fried and put the pot in it. When the oil was 80% hot, she poured the chopped garlic into the oil pan, and then stir-fryed quickly until the minced garlic inside floated up before putting the pepper, chili powder, fennel, cumin, sugar and salt in it.

After turning it for a few more times, An Wan poured all the bean skins in, then kept stirring them, and when the color was even, turn off the heat and leave the pot.

The spicy strips that were just out of the pot had a refreshing spiciness. After Luo Yelin smelled them, he was choked and coughed for a long time, so he quickly went to drink a bowl of water.

But after he recovered, he couldn't help but secretly savor the strange spicy taste just now, and his mouth suddenly became salivary, wanting to taste how delicious this thing is.

At this time, the spicy strips that had just been out of the pot were hot and Microsoft. An Wan picked up a small piece with chopsticks and placed them in front of her to look carefully. She felt that although she had the charm of spicy strips, her appearance still looked different.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, but did not immediately share the result with Luo Yelin beside her, but placed it in the window and blew the wind for a while.

After the small yard was filled with spicy smell, An Wan finally took the plate back and shared this food called "spicy strips" but looked more like "spicy slices" with Song Qin, Song Jian, Nie Ying, who smelled the fragrance, and Luo Yelin who had been waiting beside her.

When I first put this thing in my mouth, everyone who was not very good at eating spicy food couldn't help but cough a few times, impressed by the spicy taste.

But after a moment, they will miss the terrible spicy taste again, and then pick up a piece again with a self-abuse mentality, put it in their mouths impatiently, then sink into the fragrance and spicy taste, willing to be its slaves.

Seeing that everyone's faces showed a magical expression of satisfaction, An Wan also picked up a piece of bean peel and put it in her mouth. After chewing for a while, she nodded with satisfaction: "The taste is OK."

Several other people snatched the spicy strips on the plate like wind and clouds, leaving only an empty plate with oil.

Luo Yelin put down the chopsticks, sighed with satisfaction, and turned his head to praise An Wan: "Miss An is really well-made."

When An Wan was stunned when she heard Luo Yelin call this thing "dish", she was stunned for a moment and then explained: "In fact, this thing is not suitable for filling the stomach as a dish, but is more suitable for snacks. She can eat it when she is free."

"That's right," Luo Yelin replied: "Ms. An can put this kind of thing in bags and sell it in small quantities. I guess many parents are willing to buy it for their children."

Luo Yelin's words opened up a new idea for her. An Wan thought about it and then, and finally nodded: "Yes, it can be sold in bags like candied haws, saving space."

She thought of it and quickly pulled Song Qin, who was wiping her mouth, to the counter, discussing that she would put an extra cabinet here to sell snacks such as spicy strips, which would probably be a considerable income.

An Wan spoke happily, and others thought it was reliable after hearing this, so An Wan went to find a carpenter who had worked with her hotel many times and ordered a small cabinet for goods, which could be made the day after tomorrow.

By the time she returned to the hotel, Luo Yelin had already left.

Song Qin and Song Jian helped Nie Ying clean up a room and asked him to stay first, and then slowly move the furniture and add items.

That night Wan had a good sleep, got up early the next day and put the vegetables in it, and then went to buy a lot of raw materials needed to make spicy strips. When Nie Ying was the dish ordered by diners, she made spicy strips aside.

The taste of spicy strips is too intense and impactful, and almost all diners can't help but ask a few questions.

Seeing that everyone was quite interested in this, An Wan simply gave each table a small plate of spicy strips, saying that this was a small snack for you to eat in your spare time, so you can try it.

An Wan's plan worked very well. On that day, many diners bought some spicy strips and went back for their families and children to eat.

One more day, An Wan's customized wooden rack was sent over. She paid the remaining amount and thanked the master. Then she quickly went to get a wet rag, wiped the wooden rack twice, and then put a few bags of spicy strips prepared early on.

Just putting spicy strips on it, looking a little empty. An Wan thought for a while, went to Nie Ying, discussed with him for a while, and planned to make a few more cold dishes or pickles, and put them on the same bag.

An Wan also suggested that the fried chicken be prepared in advance, but it was denied by Nie Ying.

He retorted that chicken legs are the most fragrant only when they are hot. If they cool down, they will not only become greasy, but also lose the crispy texture.

After hearing Nie Ying's words, An Wan thought about it and felt that the other party was right, so she gave up this idea.

After spending a few days with Nie Ying, An Wan felt that the man had a good personality and a good character, so she found an opportunity to teach the other party the cooking and precautions of chicken legs, pork belly and other dishes.

After confirming that Nie Ying had almost the same grasp, An Wan packed up the package, brought some money, prepared vegetables for a week, and then said goodbye to Song Qin and Song Jian that she wanted to go home.

They both were afraid of being unsafe on the road, so they tried their best to send her home.

Even if you want to be second best, you should go with a companion.

But An Wan's words were just an excuse. Although she planned to go back to the village to take a look, she would never let someone go with her.

So she found some reasons, refused for a long time, and finally started the journey alone.

This time, An Wan did not take a black car, but took a normal carriage and paid the money to get the most comfortable position.

She returned to the town within a short time, but the feeling of stepping on this land this time was completely different from the last time.

After roughly looking at the distribution of inns in the town, An Wan moved into a family with the best conditions.

Although this is just a small town, the types of snacks sold at street stalls are still much higher than those in Jincheng. An Wan bought them while walking. When she arrived at the inn, she was already full of things in her arms and couldn't even leave her hands empty. It was the waiter of the inn who came to help get the things attentively, and An Wan was relieved.

After arriving at the room, An Wan closed the door, ate the snacks first, and then opened the door to take a shower.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the servant in the shop brought a bucket of steaming water over. An Wan looked at the amount of water in the bucket, then nodded and told them not to come over again.
Chapter completed!