Seeing Shirley who should have to sleep for a while, Song Qian quickly asked a few girls to go out and not disturb Shirley who was asleep. In addition, she knew that their sudden arrival would definitely add a lot of trouble to Han Ankang. It was almost time for lunch now, let's come out to see what they could help.

When they came out of the room, they saw Han Ankang, who was preparing lunch in the kitchen, squatting on the floor of the kitchen, peeling potatoes. Looking at the girls who walked into the kitchen with curious freshness, they said embarrassedly: "When you came, you didn't say anything. There were no vegetables at home, only some things given by fellow villagers and these easy-to-storage ingredients.

Today I will make a famous Northeast dish for you at noon, and I will cook some authentic wild game for you in the evening. Although they are all farm dishes, they are all natural organic foods, and they are hard to eat when you are rich. If it doesn’t snow heavily tomorrow, I will take you to the town to experience the rural market and buy some vegetables for you to add to your meals. Do you have any opinions on this arrangement?"

Compared to Song Qian, she knew that the authentic stew made in Northeast China was indeed quite good. But other girls undoubtedly didn’t understand how this stewed stewed. When she heard that this was a combination of meat and vegetables, as well as pork belly, the most favorite ingredients of Zheng Xiujing, a group of girls were also looking forward to what skills could she taste when she went to Han Ankang’s first meal.

Cooking is a thing that will not have any problems for Han Ankang, who has almost made cooking after he was ten years old. Seeing Han Ankang skillfully cut all the pick-and-wash side dishes, pour them into the pot and put them in advance in the stewed broth. This method that seems to have no technical content at all makes Zheng Xiujing and others a little confused. Will this dish be delicious then?

It tastes delicious, and you will know whether the dishes are served when they are cooked. Just when everyone thought it would be enough to wait for the dishes to cook, a few girls saw Han Ankang again and took a fat-headed fish from a pool in the kitchen. He fell on the ground very quickly and saw the fish that was still booming in Han Ankang just now, lying on the ground dying.

Zheng Xiujing, who was puzzled, stepped forward and asked, "Korean OPPA, will this fish be put in the pot and cooked later?"

Han Ankang picked up the fish that had not yet died, and quickly removed the scales and dissected it in a basin in the kitchen. Hearing Zheng Xiujing's inquiry, Han Ankang smiled and said, "No, this fish was prepared for the little girl in the room. She should wake up when the food is cooked. However, it would definitely be uncomfortable to get drunk for the first time. I made her sober soup so that she would not feel uncomfortable when she was in the afternoon!"

When I heard that Han Ankang could make sober soup, I saw Zheng Xiujing, who made this soup with fish for the first time, and said curiously: "Is it good to make sober soup with fish? Can Han OPPA teach me? My dad often drinks and every time I wake up drunk, I complained about a headache. If I learn to make this sober soup, I will make it for my dad to drink when I go back. See if he dares to say next time, I am a daughter who can't even make it, and I will definitely not be able to marry in the future."

At first, he thought Zheng Xiujing was quite filial, but when he heard the next half sentence, Han Ankang was speechless. However, he was still very careful and carefully explaining this sobering soup with fish heads as the main ingredients to the girl he also wanted to learn.

After the fish head was put into the pot and cooked again, not long after, Han Ankang even removed the fish skull and put some steaming fish head meat aside for later use. Soon, he opened a gas stove that was usually lazy to make a fire and cook, poured lard and put the cut ingredients, tofu and winter bamboo shoots, etc. in turn. Finally, the fish head meat that had removed the bones was also put in it and cooked.

Soon a bowl of fragrant, hot, sour and appetizing fish head meat sober soup was ready. Looking at Zheng Xiujing's greedy look, Han Ankang didn't wait for her to ask, so he handed over half a bowl of sober soup that he had already made.

Although Zheng Xiujing has a good alcohol content, the little alcoholic drink on the plane has long been eliminated. However, this kind of sober soup is also very appetizing to drink as soup in addition to sobering up.

Looking at the small half bowl of sobering soup, Zheng Xiujing smiled sweetly, took a spoon and blew it, and then tasted it. She felt that the soup was a little spicy in addition to the fresh fish flavor. However, after drinking it, you could feel a hint of warmth in your body. Before the other three sisters could speak, the little guy drank it voraciously.

Zheng Xiujing, who felt comfortable all over, finally smacked her lips and said, "Sisters, I have tasted this sobering soup, and it tastes really good. When I go back to South Korea next time, I will cook it in my own kitchen. It will definitely taste better than this!"

How could these three older girls not know that Zheng Xiujing is delicious? Even if they didn’t drink this soup, from the little guy’s fear that others would rob her, he could guess that the soup should taste very good.

Han Ankang, who originally thought that Zheng Xiujing would have good fortune, but he didn't expect that Zheng Xiujing, who was like a greedy cat, would enjoy this half bowl of sober soup alone. Although Han Ankang knew that this sober soup tasted good, she was relatively spicy for sweating. She could also be as boring as drinking water. Will she eat too spicy or too greedy?

It was clear that this girl would definitely feel the consequence of the beads of sweat falling, Han Ankang didn't say anything. He smiled and said, "Song Qian, you three can also taste the taste, that girl can't use so much. This drunken soup will be very effective if you drink half a bowl of sobering. If you don't wake up, you will suffer after drinking half a bowl of sobering!"

Han Ankang said this in Chinese so that the other three girls except Song Qian couldn't understand it very well. Looking at Song Qian's expression of self-desire and blessing, Zheng Xiujing didn't understand what the look of this look meant. She saw Song Qian pick up the spoon and taste it for the other two sisters, and she felt that the sobering soup tasted really good.

After half a bowl of sobering soup left, he took it to the room to prepare for the drunk Shirley to drink. When the four girls surrounded and commented on the bowl of sobering soup, Shirley, who had been sleeping on the ** for almost an hour, opened her eyes with a headache. She found that it was already a very quaint room, and her coat was taken off.

I thought it was Shirley from Han Ankang's house, and I couldn't help but have some thoughts. Is it the older sisters who wanted to help her take off her clothes, or the one who carried her out of the car, opened her eyes and looked at it. I was so dizzy that I felt relieved. What about Han Ankang who continued to fall asleep?

Especially when she remembered the safe feeling of being held in her arms by the other person, Shirley also thought that she was drunk and so many strange thoughts came up?

Just when Shirley felt that the bed was so warm, but she didn't know where the sisters were going and were about to get up from the bed to put on clothes, she saw the four sisters pushing the door open.

When the leader Song Qian saw Shirley wearing clothes, she smiled and said, "How is it? Our little drunkard is awake? Just your alcoholic drinker, don't drink alcohol outside in the future. Otherwise, people will not know if they sell you when they get drunk.

Don’t be busy dressing first, drink this bowl of sober soup! Did you make this for you by OPPA? But we also drank a little with your weight, so drink it while it’s hot and wait for dinner together.”

Seeing Song Qian bringing the hot soup, Shirley thought the captain made for her, but she didn't expect it was the sobering soup made for her by Han Ankang. While she felt a little embarrassed, the little girl also felt grateful to Han Ankang, who had only met several times. Of course, there was a trace of sweetness unique to girls!

Just as the girls surrounded Shirley, watching Jung Soo-jing drinking sober soup with spoonfuls of sobering soup, suddenly felt that the room seemed to be too hot. Sweat beads on her face kept flowing down, and shouted: "Why is this room as hot as a sauna? You're not hot?"

I thought it was very strange, why was she the only one who was sweating, and the other three sisters who looked thicker than what she was wearing, but couldn't see the look of sweating at all.

Song Qian knew that the reason why Zheng Xiujing would sweat like this must be because the half bowl of sobering soup had the effect. She smiled and said, "We are not hot. I think the temperature in this room is just right. If you don't believe me, ask Shan Lian, isn't this room hot?"

Shan Lian, who was ranked third, also said strangely: "Yes! The temperature in this room should be just right. Xiujing, why are you sweating so much? Could it be that you have drunk too much this soup and sweating, right?"

Thinking of the four people in the room, except for Shirley, who had not yet put on her coat, who was squinting her head and enjoying this very appetizing sober soup, the other three people were not like Zheng Xiujing, and sweat beads kept popping up from their foreheads. Seeing Zheng Xiujing constantly wiped, the sweat beads kept popping up, no wonder she felt like a sauna!

When Song Qian heard Shan Lian's words, she raised a thumbs up and said, "It's still our Shan Lian who is smart. Who told me that some people are greedy for this sober soup? But I never thought that this soup was specially used for drunk people to sweat. She was fine and not drunk. It would be strange if she didn't sweat after drinking so much of the bowl!"

When he heard that the reason for sweating was because of drinking too much sobering soup, Zheng Xiujing still refused to admit defeat: "I don't believe it. It must be because I have a good physique, so I am not afraid of cold and too hot. Okay, you guys are here to watch Shirley drink soup! I'll go to the kitchen to see if the Korean OPPA's meal is ready!"
Chapter completed!