In the evening, we were going to have dinner at Hua's house. Uncle Hua was cooking in person. He felt that the kitchen upstairs did not have all the utensils, so he wanted to go to the big kitchen on the first floor, which had everything.

Lou Huan got up and followed him, wanting to strike.

Others called to her to stop.

What would happen if she went down and left Xiao Sheng alone?

"Come down with me." Lou Huan is very rude now. The God of Wealth has already entered his house, so just be polite.

Lou Fangqing glanced at Xiao Sheng's legs and said, "Xiao Sheng's legs and feet are inconvenient, so just be patient."

"Okay." Lou Huan thought about it.

Xiao Sheng couldn't bear to see her a little disappointed, "I want to eat the food you cooked."

"Really?" Lou Huan's eyes lit up. No one except her parents wanted to eat the food she cooked.

Even my sister has never eaten it.

Xiao Sheng nodded, and Lou Huan happily followed Uncle Hua downstairs.

As soon as the person left, everyone's eyes focused on Xiao Sheng's face, all with expressions that were hard to describe.

Lou Yue smiled suddenly and reminded kindly: "My sister has cooked before. Ask my dad how it tastes. He is very experienced."

"It's all about filial piety." Lou Fang smiled brightly.

Xiao Sheng: "..."

In fact, you can express it more implicitly.

Lou happily jumped downstairs, and while walking, he discussed with Uncle Hua what dishes were suitable for him.

Uncle Hua said with a smile: "You can learn some simple household chores at the beginning."

"That won't work." How can the God of Wealth eat so easily?

Lou Huan said: "I want to do the medium ones. I probably won't be able to do the difficult ones in a while."

"Are you sure?" Uncle Hua asked.

Lou Huan nodded: "OK!"

"Okay." It's not for them to eat anyway, so let the eldest young master of the Xiao family taste his wife's "craft" for himself.

There were already guests with reservations on the first floor, and Lou Huan suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

It's Linshan.

"Uncle Lin..." Seeing his frowning and cautious look, Lou Huan felt a little weird and did not shout out completely.

Lin Shan opened the door of a box and someone walked out.

Lou Huan recognized him.

The financial manager of their company.

The weird feeling became more and more intense as the box door closed.

"What are you looking at?" Uncle Hua looked back at her at the kitchen door when he saw that no one was following her.

Lou Huan glanced at Uncle Hua and said, "I want to go to the toilet first."

She pretended to pass by Lin Shan and the financial manager's box, and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop. The door was not closed tightly, but she could not hear clearly what was said inside.

A waiter was about to go in with tea and snacks. Lou Huan stopped her and whispered: "I know the people inside, I will deliver them for you."

Almost all the waiters at Huayue's family knew Lou Huan and knew that she was a niece that the boss loved very much, so they put things in her hands.

Afraid of being discovered, Lou Huan deliberately changed into waiter's clothes, hat and mask.

You won't recognize it unless you face it head-on.

She did not knock on the door immediately, but opened the door slightly and listened.

There was a voice coming from inside.

"Lawyer Lin, I didn't handle this matter well. I really didn't expect that the boss of the Huayue family is actually a brother of Lou Fangqing."

"I didn't know the location clearly. When I got to the door, I realized it was Hua Yue's house. I was shocked. If someone named Hua saw us together, he might tell Lou Fangqing."

"Don't be so nervous. There will be no problem at the beginning. After three or four months, there will be no problems."

"We still have to be careful. Our identities are very sensitive. Although Lou's company is gone, Lou's family is still there."

"It's the first day of the Lunar New Year. How can it be such a coincidence?"

…

From what I heard, there was something going on between the two of them, and it was related to their landlord's family.

Lou Huan took out his cell phone and turned on the recording, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The sound inside stopped suddenly.

Lou Huan went in with lowered eyebrows and said in a pinched voice: "Take it easy, you two. The food will be served shortly."

Lin Shan nodded, and Lou Huan's eyes fell on the tissue box on the table, which was almost gone.

It's a good place to put your phone.

"The tissues are gone. I'll get you a new box."

Lou Huan went out and came back. The tissue box was already filled with tissues, and at the bottom of the tissues was her mobile phone, which was recording.

Lin Shan and the other two didn't notice anything.

After doing this, Lou Huan left, always feeling uneasy in her heart.

Feeling uneasy, she was always in a trance, and she didn't feel the oil splashing on the back of her hand several times. Uncle Hua was also busy and didn't pay much attention to it.

Stir-fried beef made by Lou Huan.

In the end, it was the strong smoke from the pot that brought Lou Huan back to his senses, and Uncle Hua immediately came over and turned off the fire.

When the smoke oil dissipated, the stir-fried beef in the pot was completely black.

Uncle Hua nodded, as expected.

"Did you overcook it?" Lou Huan frowned, "No way? Did you fail the first time?"

She stubbornly refused to believe it and took the chopsticks to try it herself.

Uncle Hua quickly grabbed the chopsticks and said, "I'll taste it. I'll taste it."

When I put it in my mouth, the paste taste was not very strong, but it was very bitter and there was no salt.

Uncle Hua ate without changing his expression, "You forgot to add salt."

Lou Huan still recognized the salt, so he took a spoon and scooped two spoonfuls in.

People who don't cook don't know how much salt they put in. Uncle Hua looked at it for a while, and he couldn't kill anyone if he swallowed two full spoons.

"Lou Huan..."

"What's wrong, Uncle Hua?" Lou Huan was mixing it here and there with a shovel. When he felt it was mixed well, he said, "No, the color is ugly. It's different from what others made. I want to make it again."

"Lou Huan, it's already six o'clock." Uncle Hua said earnestly, "I've finished all the dishes."

Lou Huan turned around and looked over. There were more than ten dishes on the table.

Then look at the dishes you cook.

Lou Huan: "...?"

Didn't she just come a little late?

"But the color doesn't look good, it really looks blurry." Lou Huan insisted.

Uncle Hua lied without blinking, "It's not your problem, it's the beef's problem, black beef, that's it."

You can't do it without lying. Lou Huan insists on doing it, and everyone will eat midnight snacks instead.

"Really?" Lou Huan was dubious.

Uncle Hua had a serious face, "I am a chef. How can I know? Okay, okay, serve your dish and let Xiao Sheng taste your craftsmanship."

When I said the last sentence, I felt a little gloating in my heart.

Uncle Hua called the waiter to serve the dishes.

Lou Huan put the "fried black beef" he made on the table. Uncle Hua couldn't help but want to laugh, but he said sternly: "You must try it. Lou Huan has been cooking it for an hour."

"Especially you, Master Xiao."

Xiao Sheng lost his appetite when he saw this plate of food.

"Uncle Hua has tasted it and thinks it's okay. You try it. It's my first time to stir-fry meat." Lou Huan picked up the chopsticks and put the meat into his bowl. "I have only cooked noodles for dad before, and I have never stir-fried meat."

Woolen cloth."

Lou Fangqing smiled and said, "Yes, the noodles are pretty good."

It's so boiled that you can't pick it up, so you can only use a spoon.
To be continued...