Chapter 397: Random Matchmaking, Zhang Wanwan Cooks

Tian Sen nodded politely, put the gift down, and said, "Auntie, this is my childhood friend Leng Ziyue, who is also Wanwan's friend. The same goes for the two behind him."

The second and third sons nodded to Zhang's mother at the same time, and their aura looked quite disgusting.

Mother Zhang smiled dryly and nodded at them, and hurriedly said, "Come and sit down. You guys make some tea and have some snacks first. I'll go call the girl out, and we'll have dinner later."

Zhang's mother trotted into the bakery and said excitedly, "Your friends are here, hurry out to greet the guests. There are three new faces, one of whom is very handsome! But the other two look a little hard to deal with, and I don't know if they are gangsters. But a successful young talent like Xiaotian shouldn't be hanging out with gangsters. I guess I'm overthinking it."

Zhang's mother was still mumbling to herself. Zhang Wanwan was really a little overwhelmed. She asked with a smile, "Mom, since there are guests coming, why don't you prepare something? What are we going to eat tonight?"

Mother Zhang finally came to her senses and slapped her head in annoyance, "It's bad! The dish is half done! I'll go get it done now, hurry up and don't waste time!"

"I understand! I still have some work to do here, let's talk about it later." Zhang Wanwan said calmly and continued to work on the things at hand.

Mother Zhang was speechless and shook her head. She was very troubled by this stupid daughter.

Leng Ziyue felt a little disappointed when he found out that Zhang Wanwan was not the one cooking personally. He ate a piece of dessert and went back into the bakery.

Qin Wenjun looked at him in surprise, his eyes full of confusion, as if he didn't understand how this uninvited guest broke in.

Zhang Wanwan had just brought out the freshly baked dim sum when she turned around and almost bumped into Leng Ziyue. She exclaimed, "Why did you come in? Aren't you making tea outside?"

Leng Ziyue pursed her lips, and said a little aggrievedly and stubbornly: "I want to eat what you cook, and the seafood porridge, not what your mother cooks!"

Zhang Wanwan was stunned, and Qin Wenjun beside her was dumbfounded.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Leng Ziyue made his meaning clear again.

Zhang Wanwan finally reacted and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, okay, you go out and make some tea first. I'll tell my mom to prepare the ingredients and not touch them. Is that okay?"

"Yeah." Leng Ziyue turned around and walked out with satisfaction.

Zhang Wanwan quickly took out the remaining snacks and muttered softly, "They are all uncles."

After turning off the power of the oven, she told Qin Wenjun, "Wait until this batch is cool before packaging it. That's all for today. You can rest after you're done. I'll go to the kitchen to cook. My brother told me that you should bring some dishes over to eat with your parents in the evening."

"Thank you, boss!" Qin Wenjun said with a smile, feeling warm in her heart. She couldn't help but think of Zhang Baiyan, then shook her head embarrassedly and quickly put aside the strange emotion.

Zhang's mother was just about to show off her skills, but when she saw Zhang Wanwan come in, she was stunned for a moment, "Are you not busy anymore? Go and entertain the guests!"

Zhang Wanwan shook her head. "That old man specifically asked me to cook for him personally, so I'll do it."

Zhang's mother subconsciously thought it was Tian Sen, and let go immediately, smiling from ear to ear. She looked out of the kitchen window at Tian Sen, then at Zhang Wanwan, and felt that they were a good match, as if her future son-in-law had already been found.

Zhang Wanwan was unaware of her mother's unreasonable thoughts. She checked the hairy crabs that her mother had prepared and only let her mother light the wood stove after making sure that there was no problem.

Zhang's mother was a little surprised. "Why do you need to use a wood stove?"

Since the house was renovated, they generally use induction cookers and liquefied gas, and have not touched the wood stove for a long time.

Zhang Wanwan explained calmly, "Food cooked over a wood stove is delicious. Since we're going to entertain them, let's do it for real!"

Zhang's mother stared at the wood stove for a few seconds, then resigned herself to cleaning the pot and moving firewood.

After the pot was boiled with hot water, Zhang Wanwan drained the hot water and poured some peanut oil into it. This peanut oil was squeezed by the oil mill in the county. She bought a little bit every time and only ate the freshest ones. This kind of peanut oil has a fragrant aroma and is most suitable for cooking.

When the oil pan was almost hot, she put some onions, ginger and garlic in to stir-fry, then poured the hairy crabs in, drizzled with rice wine, and stir-fried repeatedly. When the crabs were almost cooked, she added a small amount of salt. When the hairy crabs were cooked, they could be taken out of the pan.

She steamed the other part, which is the most common way to cook hairy crabs. After they were out of the pot, she dipped them in sauce and ate them. As for the leftovers, she asked Zhang's mother to pick out the meat and make seafood porridge.

After the crabs were out of the pot, she fried some farm dishes and seafood. By then the rice was cooked, so Zhang Wanwan and her mother hurriedly served the food.

Just then, Zhang's father and Zhang Baiyan came back. Zhang's mother hurriedly said, "Hurry up and wash up. We have guests at home tonight. Let's have dinner together."

In the kitchen, Zhang Wanwan packed the rest of the food into a fresh-keeping box and took it to the bakery for Qin Wenjun. "There are four kinds of vegetables, four kinds of seafood, and two different types of hairy crabs. Seafood porridge is not easy to make, so I didn't pack it for you. Do you want to just bring the pot over?"

Qin Wenhuajun quickly refused, "No need, boss. It's very easy for my parents to cook a meal. We can't finish these."

"Okay, then hurry over there. The food tastes better while it's still hot." Zhang Wanwan urged.

Qin Wenjun thanked him, picked up his things and trotted out of the Zhang family's old house.

Here, Zhang's father and his group also sat down with Tian Sen and his group.

Leng Ziyue signaled the second son to open the osmanthus wine, and said to Zhang's father and the others: "This osmanthus wine has been collected by my friend for many years. I think it's good. You can try it."

As soon as the osmanthus wine was opened, the rich aroma immediately made the men's eyes light up.

Mother Zhang pulled Zhang Wanwan to sit down, looked at Tian Sen and said, "Hurry up and try it, these are all made by my girl."

Zhang Wanwan served Leng Ziyue a bowl of seafood porridge and said, "It's what you asked for. I put more hairy crabs in it today, so it should taste more delicious."

Tian Sen looked at it greedily and handed the bowl to Zhang Wanwan, "Excuse me, give me one bowl too."

Zhang Wanwan then served him a bowl.

Leng Ziyue had already started eating. After taking a bite, he couldn't help nodding his head, "It is indeed more delicious than last time."

Zhang Wanwan was so proud when she heard that, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Then try the hairy crabs. The hairy crabs you made should be quite authentic, but the cooking method may not be so authentic. Crabs here are usually fried or stir-fried. I will make two flavors, and I don't know what you like."

As she spoke, Zhang Wanwan picked up a big crab for each of Leng Ziyue.

Zhang's mother was dumbfounded and didn't understand the situation. She looked at Leng Ziyue and Tian Sen from time to time. She had a lot to ask, but she didn't know how to open her mouth, so she could only hold it in.

(End of this chapter)