The waiter went to the kitchen to start the dishes, and everyone sat on the kang and chatted around the small table.
An Zhisu asked Zhang Jingkang: "What is the principle of your kang?"
Zhang Jingkang pointed to the big pot at the head of the kang and briefly explained the principle of the big pit to An Zhisu.
"Then it's too wasteful to just use this big pot to boil water. You can stew a pot of mutton soup. It's so cold here in winter. It's warm and nutritious to have a bowl of mutton soup when you come back from outside."
After An Zhisu listened, he deeply felt that the big pot at the head of the kang was very suitable for stewing mutton soup.
Jiang Teng almost spat out a mouthful of water when he heard An Zhisu's three words that he couldn't live without eating. He loves eating so much. No wonder their Ah Cheng is becoming more and more profitable. After all, he doesn't make money, but he can't even support his wife.
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi were already accustomed to the foodie nature of their young lady. Not only did they listen with expressionless faces, they even felt a little bit convinced in their hearts.
Ye Lancheng held up his forehead: "It's either mutton soup or big bone soup. Were you a nun in your last life? You love meat so much in this life that you won't even eat any vegetarian food."
An Zhisu stuck out his tongue and settled for the next best thing: "If you don't want to make soup, you can just cook some peanuts and corn on the cob."
Ye Lancheng: ...So we still need to cook something edible, right?
"I think..." Eleven, who was silent for a while, suggested weakly: "Pork trotters stewed with peanuts is also good."
"Wow!"
An Zhisu snapped his fingers: "This is good, it has both meat and vegetables. By cooking this, my husband no longer has to worry about me eating only meat and not vegetarians."
Ye Lancheng: ...Then you are really great.
Jiang Teng:...Why do I feel that if Ranran of his family hangs out with An Zhisu, he will become a foodie sooner or later.
What should I do? He is not as good at making money as Ah Cheng. Is it possible that he will not be able to support his wife in the future? It’s a big worry.
Zhang Jingkang looked at An Zhisu and then at Ye Lancheng, and he had a confusing doubt in his heart. What did a man like Ye Lancheng, who was like an immortal, think when he married An Zhisu?
Do you have a poverty alleviation mentality?
We don’t know either, and we don’t dare to ask.
An Zhisu was undoubtedly the one responsible for enlivening the atmosphere on any occasion. He had just finished discussing the eighteen uses of the cauldron, and he remembered a joke he had just seen recently.
“Recently, I’ve seen the news that the country has launched another Internet clean-up operation. Online novels on many themes have been blocked, and there are also many sensitive words that are not allowed to be written, such as having sex, booking a room, etc.
Some netizens made fun of the domineering president's article, saying that lines such as "If you get into my bed, you will be my person from now on", you can change it to a woman, "If you get on my bed, you will be my person from now on."
Like woman, whoever allows you to get on my bed should be changed to, woman, get off my bed.
Hahahaha, I was laughing so hard. When the word "Kang" came out of the mouth of the overbearing president, it was a drama every minute."
Ye Lancheng:...Jiang Teng:...Zhang Jingkang:...Laojiu and Xiaoshi:...all the men were speechless.
Eleven was the most cooperative and continued: "Perhaps the CEO of Northeast China said so."
Then he turned to Zhang Jingkang and asked, "Really, brother?"
Zhang Jingkang asked weakly: "Is the bank owner considered the president?"
"What owner?"
An Zhisu asked curiously.
"Oh, just like in the United States, people who own a large estate."
Zhang Jingkang replied.
Ye Lancheng looked at him quietly: "Are you talking about the landlord?"
Zhang Jingkang: ...are you saying that landlords are not rich?
Tell me how noble the farmer is.
"Ahem, if a landowner with hundreds of acres of land can be considered a CEO, then our CEO here will talk like this, get down and don't dirty my kang."
Zhang Jingkang coughed twice and imitated An Zhisu's previous tone of imitating the domineering president.
"Hahahahaha..." An Zhisu slapped the table and laughed so hard that she died of laughter. She didn't expect Zhang Jingkang to be so humorous, and he made a fool of himself silently.
Eleven was also amused, the corners of his lips raised crazily, revealing two rows of small white teeth.
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi smiled vaguely.
Neither Ye Lancheng nor Jiang Teng could find the point of laughter. Two men who had never read novels about overbearing presidents had no idea where the point of laughter was.
We talked and laughed for a long time, making An Zhisu laugh even more hungry. As soon as the waiter started serving the dishes, An Zhisu was the first to jump off the kang, ran to the table, sat down, and invited everyone to come over for dinner.
Everyone was a little hungry by now, so they gathered around and started eating.
An Zhisu really didn't want to touch any of the vegetarian dishes with chopsticks. Ye Lancheng gave her some vegetarian dishes, but she threw them aside. She picked a few mushrooms from the chicken stewed mushrooms and put them on the plate. She called them the vegetarian dishes she was going to eat tonight.
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Ye Lancheng: ...So every vegetarian dish must be dipped in broth, right?
Zhang Jingkang has never seen a woman who loves eating meat so much and can maintain such a good figure. He doesn't even know where her meat went.
"Do you usually exercise?"
Zhang Jingkang couldn't help but asked curiously.
An Zhisu was speechless: "Does sex count?"
"Ahem..." Ye Lancheng couldn't breathe and choked, almost spitting out a mouthful of green vegetables in his throat.
I really...want to strangle this woman to death.
Jiang Teng couldn't help laughing, and even laughed off the big piece of goose meat on his chopsticks.
Hahahahahahahahaha... How on earth do you drive in such a serious manner?
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi didn't dare to laugh and kept shaking their shoulders. Although they were used to the young lady's jumping thoughts, they still couldn't help but want to laugh every time.
Zhang Jingkang looks dishonest, why does he feel like he is being treated like a dog? He is a harmless single dog, why should he be harmed?
Eleven expressed confusion: "You eat so much meat and the calories are so high, can you burn it off by having sex?"
Pfft... At this time, Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi couldn't help laughing anymore. They thought it was weird that their young ladies could drive in a serious manner, but Eleven was even more powerful.
Consume calories.
It’s true that people are divided into groups, and everyone plays with whomever they want.
"Oh, having sex once is definitely not enough, you have to have sex several times.
One session is equivalent to jogging two kilometers, which can reduce 300 calories. If you do it three or five times, if you gain weight, I will lose.
By the way, a friendly reminder, women on top burn more calories."
An Zhisu answered Eleven's question seriously under the sullen faces of Ye Lancheng and Jiang Teng.
Eleven nodded thoughtfully: "I've learned a lesson."
Jiang Teng: ...Ye Lancheng: ...One of you really dares to ask, and the other really dares to answer. Do you think that all the men on this table are deaf?
Zhang Jingkang:!! Damn it, I want to overturn the table. You guys are definitely cruel dogs. The single guy said he received 10,000 points of critical hits.
An Zhisu wanted to say something to Eleven, but when he opened his mouth, Ye Lancheng stuffed a chicken leg in his mouth: "Eat meat!"
So the style of the painting changed next, and Ye Lancheng kept putting meat on An Zhisu. An Zhisu was stunned and had no chance to speak again. By the end of the meal, his belly was bulging, and he almost doubted his life after eating.