The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

An honest man named Nan Yi.

She never expected that because Liang Ladi came over so carelessly, without any intention of restraining her display of affection, her gossip would spread directly from the kitchen.

Not only was the news spread, but he was also targeted by an unknown widow. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for him.

"Well, the vermicelli noodles need to be blanched. After blanching, keep the hot water. Then blanch the shredded potatoes in boiling water. If they are blanched for too long, they will break if you pinch them. Then take them out and rinse them with cold water~!"

"Master Nan, you don't want to stir-fry the shredded potatoes?"

The cutter had never seen potato shreds processed in this way. After taking out the blanched and softened vermicelli, he asked Chef Nan.

“Have you tried the Northeastern stir-fried shredded potatoes? I guess you haven’t tried it before. Today is a good time for me to make it for you guys to try~!”

Nan Yi, who was standing by the stove, waving a shovel in his hand, was also busy and sweating. He picked up the towel hanging around his neck, wiped his cheeks, and explained along with his assistant.

"Shredded potatoes require too much oil, and the starch is not fully soaked. If you use high heat, it will definitely stick to the bottom of the pot. Once you boil it in hot water, it will be cooked through. Add some crushed garlic, coriander, and chili powder, and mix it together. Oh, the taste is so fragrant that it can be washed down with two taels of wine~!"

"In this way, the oil saved from one dish can be used on Ants Climbing Trees. If vermicelli is to taste good and go well with rice, you need to put more oil in it. Less oil won't work. This thing has to be red and oily to go well with rice~!"

It must be said that Nan Yi is indeed capable of using the limited conditions in the kitchen to make the best use of reasonable combinations to bring out the strengths of each dish.

Moreover, he did not hide anything from the people in the third canteen. After all, he was different from the He family.

Tan’s cuisine is royal court cuisine, official cuisine, which is passed down from father to son and not from father to daughter, and from family members to outsiders. The essence of the cuisine is inheritance.

Nan Yi's cooking is purely out of his love for food. He is self-taught and has his own secrets for home cooking. The key is that he doesn't keep them to himself.

Anyone can learn, and he is happy to teach. Time flies by while we work and chat.

"Oh, it turns out that Master Nan showed off two more tricks today, Northeastern cuisine. I didn't expect that you actually know a lot about Northeastern cuisine~!"

"Of course not. Being a chef, you can't just work in isolation. There are so many delicious dishes in the world, you have to try them all. If you just learn from others, you won't become a chef. If you want to be a good chef, in addition to what you have learned, you must also be good at summarizing and researching new dishes~!"

What sectarianism? Nan Yi, who has no master's inheritance, doesn't buy into it at all. He was a newcomer and was able to gain a foothold in the kitchen by relying on his skills.

Since Li Feng has given him a new opportunity, he has to support him here.

Rapeseed oil was poured into the big pot like it was free from the oil barrel. Then, fermented black beans, dried chili peppers, ginger, garlic, and minced meat were poured into the pot in that order.

After soaking until softened, cut the vermicelli and pour it in. Suddenly, the pot is filled with the bright red color of the bean paste. The originally colorless and transparent vermicelli looks much more appetizing after this baptism.

“Sizzle, sizzle~!”

"Quick, bring the dish over here~!"

"Hey, here I come~!"

As time went by, pots of today's dishes were moved to the serving window, emitting a hot aroma, and the small window at the window was pushed open.

Inside the cafeteria, the fragrant aroma of fermented black beans and stir-fried shredded potatoes wafted through the crack in the door and even reached outside.

"All done~!"

Seeing that all the work was done, Nan Yi was too lazy to clean up, so he naturally left the cleaning matters to others.

He took out his lunch box, threw the dish ticket and meal ticket into the box, picked up two steamed buns made of 20 grams of flour, scooped a spoonful of dish, went to the canteen, washed the sweat off his body, and prepared to finish eating first so that he could concentrate on getting the dishes later.

"Squeak~!"

Even without looking up, Nan Yi heard the sound of hinges when the wooden door of the cafeteria was pushed open.

He calculated the time and would open the canteen door at a certain time to avoid people coming to eat too early and being criticized by their superiors.

"It's not time yet. You have to wait a while. Come back in ten minutes~!"

After swallowing the steamed bun that was stuck in his throat, Nan Yi glanced at the person coming at the door with a rather unhappy tone.

He didn't understand the rules left by He Yuzhu before, so he was scolded by the canteen director. He didn't want to cause trouble again. Qin Huairu, who had just entered the door, heard the voice and saw Nan Yi eating over there. Her eyes lit up immediately.

"I'm not in a hurry yet. I came all the way here to see you, Master Nan. I'm afraid I'll be busy serving the dishes later and won't have time to talk to you~!"

Qin Huairu put the lunch box towards her lower abdomen. She was not angry at all. She still had a smile on her face and walked straight towards Nan Yi.

"Find me?"

Nan Yi stopped eating with chopsticks and looked at the young lady walking towards him in confusion. Did he know her? After thinking for a long time, he still had no impression of her.
After all, it had been two years since Li Feng got married, and the yard was in a mess at the time, so how could he remember who Qin Huairu was.

"Yes, this dish is made by you, it smells delicious and makes me salivate just by looking at it~!"

Looking at the bright red vermicelli in the lunch box, Qin Huairu immediately took advantage of today's dish to get close to Nan Yi and took the opportunity to look at Nan Yi's cheek carefully.

This was the first time she looked at him carefully. In the past, she would just take a quick glance when serving food. At that time, Nan Yi was just a stranger to her.

But now, since this stranger has a widow chasing him from another factory, does it mean that he is not as honest as he appears?

As long as a person is dishonest, it means that there is a chance that he can be taken advantage of.

"Well, my cooking is pretty average. This is the best I can do with a big pot of food~!"

Not knowing what the little sister wanted to talk to him about, Nan Yi also started to greet her, but he was a little humble. If he were an idiot, he would immediately put on airs.

It was indeed discovered that Chef Nan was different from Sha Zhu. Qin Huairu knew that time was tight and the task was heavy, and that the other person was still a stranger to her and would definitely be wary, so she immediately brought up what happened two years ago.

"When you first came, I thought you looked familiar, and then I remembered, have you ever been to our courtyard to have a feast?"

Putting the lunch box on the table, Qin Huairu leaned forward, and the pressure of the table made her plump upper body stand out.

"Zuo Xi, where are you from?"

In the machine repair factory, Nan Yi also helped to prepare banquets for employees and their relatives and friends quite a few times. When the young lady mentioned this, he couldn't remember for a moment which family it was.

"Look, Nanluoguxiang is our factory deputy director, Li Feng. He and I were from the same yard. I still remember the braised pork you made at that time~!"

Qin Huairu seemed to have expected this. She rolled her eyes in reproach and patted Nan Yi's arm. It was so natural and smooth that even Nan Yi didn't notice that the action was a bit abrupt.

"Oh~, oh~, yes, yes, oops, I didn't recognize you, sorry, sorry!"

Finally remembering this, Nan Yi nodded quickly and apologized very politely. According to his thinking, since he and Li Feng were from the same courtyard, their relationship should not be too bad.

"Now you remember me, I had a deep impression of your Master Nan. If that incident hadn't happened, we would have known each other a long time ago. When Li Feng got married, I even made a special trip to help him arrange the wedding!"

Now that the relationship has been established, how familiar they are with each other all depends on what they say. Qin Huairu may not be good at other things, but she is good at speaking. Like a little fan girl, she praises Nan Yi very much. You know, this has been verified on Shazhu.

Man, as long as you're still breathing, this trick will definitely work.

"What happened that day was such a pity. So many delicious dishes were wasted. If it weren't for Li Feng, everyone would have almost lost their lives~!"

This was the most thrilling wedding banquet. They even used grenades and it almost exploded. Every time Nan Yi thought about it, he still felt a lingering fear.

The first grenade injured someone, and fortunately the second grenade didn't explode, otherwise he would probably not be any better.

"Yes, it's really dangerous. I'm scared to death~!"

Qin Huairu seemed to be still in shock. She patted her chest which was pushed out by the table. It was full and elastic, like a balloon filled with water. Even Nan Yi couldn't help but glance at her.

"So, you came to see me today?"

Since they were old acquaintances and Li Feng was also a neighbor, Nan Yi no longer felt as unfamiliar as he had at the beginning. The food was about to be served and he had to finish eating quickly.

"I want to ask you if you are still doing banquet work. You are a great cook and I will never forget you. My cousin has found a boyfriend and may need to prepare a banquet soon, so I came to you to ask~!" (End of this chapter)