It's time to start preparing breakfast.

And after talking to their daughter, they also found that their relationship with Chen Nian is now very stable.

…

Whether it's his own parents, Fu Xin's father Fu Ting, or Xiao Tao and everyone in Huichun Hall, everyone has his or her own distinctive character.

Based on previous experience, Chen Nian feels that there is a certain chance that he will enter this dream again in the future, but Chen Nian doesn’t know when the next time he will come, and he doesn’t know when he enters.

When is the time node?

Gu Nanyun thought for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Is Chaoshou a wonton?"

"Chen Nian! Are you busy now? If not, come out and answer a question for me!" Feng Honghong shouted into the kitchen at the top of her lungs.

"Mom, what's the problem?"

"It's amazing! I only found out after watching TV yesterday that you know so many things, Boss Chen! And I learned that you actually have a celebrity girlfriend."

But these were just some basic questions, and then the recipe continued to become more difficult. Although Chen Nian made several mistakes in subsequent questions, he still successfully passed the recipe trial in the end.

"I haven't eaten red tofu puffs before... Why don't you give it a try?"

"That's not true. I just ate it before when I was studying, and I also asked the masters at that time."

But today, when receiving breakfast guests, Chen Nian suddenly saw two familiar figures.

After all, when you meet your parents, you will definitely have to be careful. Except for some heartless people, most people will try their best to show their good side.

After everyone arrived, they immediately talked about Chen Nian's appearance on TV, and the enthusiasm that had almost passed in the Honghong Hotel was raised again.

But they never imagined that the owner of a small restaurant where they had just eaten during the day would be their future son-in-law.

"But I heard Xiaotao say before, Chen Nian said, maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future..."

"Uncle and aunt, I remember they were traveling from Suzhou. This kind of food is usually called wontons in the north, Chaoshou in Sichuan, wontons in Guangdong, and flat food in Fujian, but in Jiangsu area

It’s still called wontons.” Chen Nian said, and the guests at other tables also listened carefully with their ears pricked up.

It seemed that the two of them lived nearby, and they probably thought the food here was good, so they came over for breakfast.

"Okay, the tofu puffs here should be different from the ones we have there. It's good to try it. And didn't the boss lady say to use mild chili? Then I'll order one tofu puff, two fried dough sticks, and another

What do you want to eat? Small noodles or hand noodles?"

After hearing this question, Feng Honghong thought for a while, but she couldn't remember it clearly for a while, because Lao Chen had told her about the difference before, but she had long forgotten it after so many years.

An Pingyao looked at his future son-in-law, and it was obvious from his expression that this son-in-law didn't know their identities yet, and this was playing into their hands.

But now when the recipe is undergoing memory rehabilitation, it no longer requires the person to completely forget these people and return to real life as a modern person.

Because Chen Nian is very confident and organized when talking about these, and even the differences in wrapping methods and fillings can be explained clearly.

So I answered it very fluently.

Immediately after the plague broke out, I contracted the plague several times over the course of the year, but each time I just contracted it at night and would be cured after I got some sleep.

I also saw the various skills of the annual gathering.

As for Sichuan, this kind of food is called Chao Shou. Chao Shou is also a popular staple food in Sichuan. It can be made into soup or dried. The ingredients are very different from those methods.

The words that came out of my mouth didn't seem like I had done my homework in advance, but these things had already been deeply engraved in Chen Nian's mind.

Their fillings usually use lean meat, which is cut into thin slices with a knife and then hammered into a puree, and many of them eat flat food with fried tofu."

Sun Yunrou sighed.

"Have you been to all of these places?"

Chen Nian didn't have anything too important at hand at this time. After hearing his mother's call, he nodded through the glass, then washed his hands and went outside.

“But the flat food in Fujian is different.

"You're here again!"

"Yes, the food here is delicious, and I heard that you also have breakfast here, so I plan to come over and have some. After all, when you come to Sichuan, you must still eat some local Sichuan breakfast."

"awesome!"

Gu Nanyun couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and even An Pingyao was very impressed in his heart.

After all, he is from a major.

Of course, his understanding of Chen Nian is limited to what An Hongdou said, that is, what university Chen Nian went to and what major he studied. But he doesn't know that what Chen Nian just said has nothing to do with what he learned in school.

nothing.
Chapter completed!