Zhao Huan dodged the flaming meteorite fragments and picked up the black ores dropped by the goblins one by one. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

After everything was packed up, Zhao Huan looked at the nun who was still lying unconscious on the ground. He reluctantly took out a bottle of healing medicine from his backpack and fed it to her.

Don't think too much. It's not the kind of artificial respiration. It's the kind where you pinch the cheeks with two fingers, open the little mouth, and then put the bottle in. Looking at the red liquid flowing from the corner of the nun's mouth, Zhao Huan felt that it was a waste.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour passed, and the nun still didn't wake up.

Seeing that if they waited any longer, they would miss the time for lunch, Zhao Huan had no choice but to help the unconscious nun up, then carried her on his shoulders and strode towards home.

At this time, there is no time to care about gentlemanly manners. Cooking for the wife and children is the top priority.

At eleven fifteen, Zhao Huan arrived at the door of his house.

After receiving the secret signal, Li Shishi opened the door and let Zhao Huan in.

"You picked up another little sister?"

"Don't mention it, it's a huge loss!"

Zhao Huan handed the nun on his shoulders to Li Shishi.

"I'll talk to you later, I'm going to cook first!"

"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you tonight."

The flower blooms at both ends, each showing its own beauty.

Li Shishi helped the nun to the guest room to rest, while Zhao Huan took a shower, changed clothes and prepared to cook.

"Tianshan Ququ Cantonese wontons, Shudi Chaoshou E-bao noodles. Three fresh mushrooms, pork and bamboo shoots, summer solstice noodles and winter wontons."

Although the winter solstice is still some time away, it is still extremely comfortable to eat a bowl of steaming wontons in the middle of winter.

Zhao Huan hummed an unknown tune and his hands moved quickly, dropping wontons as big as gold ingots onto the chopping board.

The recipe for making wontons is common, but Zhao Huan’s ingredients are not simple at all.

The shiitake mushrooms from Tongliao, the shiitake mushrooms from Wutai Mountain, the black fungus from Changbai Mountain, the dried yellow flowers and big red star anise from Qu County, Sichuan, the Dahongpao peppercorns from Gulong, Teng County, and Feng County.

This meat is also very particular. It is the plum-shaped meat behind the pig's front leg.

After the filling is prepared, pour pepper oil on it.

Mix egg white and dough, let it rest three times, knead it three times, and tie it three times.

The wontons are cooked in a broth made from pork shanks and old hens simmered for ten hours, not a spoonful of evaporated milk from a certain takeout place. (That takeout place is awesome, and they score goals fast!)

The ingredients in each dish are all top-notch, and the preparation process is meticulous.

This is the wonton of state banquet quality, ordinary yet not simple.

I fried a few side dishes and filled the table.

While Zhao Huan was busy cooking in the kitchen, guests came to his house again.

The two sisters, Liu Shihan and Liu Shiyun, have a life of luxury and rely entirely on their personal assistants for food and clothing. Fortunately, as well-known figures in the circle, they have enough money.

After returning home, the two sisters took a shower and changed their clothes. Looking at the empty refrigerator, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"It seems that the daughter of Brother Zhao Huan is one of our fans. Let's go and comfort the fans."

"By the way, I want some food. I'm starving."

"Yeah, and I also want to thank Brother Zhao Huan for saving my life."

This world has always treated people differently. If a young girl is saved by a handsome young man, the young girl will often feel that she cannot repay the young man for saving her life and is willing to marry him. But if a young girl is saved by a rough and crude warrior, it becomes that he cannot repay her for saving his life and is willing to be his slave in the next life.

If it was Uncle Liu instead of Zhao Huan who saved them, the story might have been different.

The two sisters, Liu Shihan and Liu Shiyun, were sincere and brought a bunch of signed CDs and dolls to visit Shen Zhao Fujin.

Li Shishi welcomed the two into the living room. As the daughter of a big boss, she knew that celebrities were no different from ordinary people, and she would not be happy just because celebrities came to visit her home.

In fact, Li Shishi has a mild obsession with mysophobia and she doesn't like outsiders touching things in her home.

“Shen Zhao Fujin, come downstairs, two big star sisters are here to see you.”

"Is it Sister Liu?"

Shen Zhao Fujin screamed and came out of the study on the second floor. She ran straight to the two sisters and stood still, then looked at them carefully.

"Sister Liu, you are even more beautiful than you look on TV!"

"Zhao Fujin, you're cute too! You'll be a great beauty when you grow up."

"I think so too. After all, my parents are so good-looking." Shen Zhao Fujin was mysteriously confident.

"Chuckle, cluck, cluck"

The two sisters were laughing so hard that they were shaking.

"Zhao Fujin, your mother said you are our fan."

"Yes, yes, I like you guys very much. You sing beautifully and dance beautifully."

"If I could spend a day with you and do anything, what would you most like me to do?"

"Probably, watching the sisters pedal their tricycles all day."

"What?"

The two sisters were stunned for a long time. Listen, is this even human language?

“Shen Zhao Fujin, be polite and apologize to your sister.”

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"I'm sorry, sister!"

Shen Zhao Fujin apologized obediently, and her mother's words were like an imperial decree.

After apologizing, Shen Zhao Fujin opened his mouth and said something again, as if explaining to his mother.

"One time, my dad was watching TV and said, 'I can't believe other celebrities have such shapely legs besides my wife. It's a waste if I don't ride a tricycle!'"

In the kitchen, Zhao Huan's hands trembled as he was making wontons.

I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense, how is it possible!

Three consecutive denials subconsciously.

Do you understand the meaning of this nonsense? It's just like the old jokes used on short video apps. You girl, you are trying to kill me.

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