534 Chapter 534 Dont be a chicken! (1/2)
Wu Jun slept late last night.
I opened my eyes and saw more people in the room.
Angel moved a chair and sat next to his bed, holding her arms and staring at him intently.
”What time is it...” Wu Jun scratched his head and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.
He went to sleep when he was sleepy last night, and put on clothes without changing clothes.
Angel glanced at a delicate female quartz powder watch worn on Hao's wrist, got up and said, ”Sister Li has already made breakfast at 7:31:08.”
After Angela finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door, and Wu Jun followed him out.
Go to the bathroom and wash briefly. When Wu Jun entered the small restaurant, Li Yueling had already set the table and chopsticks, and waited for him to start the meal.
Seeing a table of breakfast prepared by Li Yueling, Wu Jun didn't know what to say.
This breakfast is whole... it's a bit too rich!
Pork belly with lotus seeds, braised chicken with chestnuts, yam and walnut pork bone soup, lotus seed porridge, fried lettuce with oil, and fried tofu with bitter melon.
With meat and vegetables, the small dining table is almost full.
There is also a large blue and white porcelain bowl, which seems to be...
Wu Jun pointed to the blue and white porcelain bowl and asked Li Yueling: ”Sister Li, this is...”
Li Yueling smiled and said, ”This, it's my hometown cuisine, called Bawang Fie Chicken.”
”Farewell My Concubine? The name is quite unique...” Wu Jun also saw Li Yueling's words.
The big blue and white porcelain bowl should contain chicken stewed chicken soup.
Wu Jun has also heard about this dish of Farewell Chicken.
In terms of culture, foundation, appearance, and nonsense, I believe that none of the classic Chinese dishes can surpass ”the king of chickens.”
In other words, those who combine the basic elements of soap operas such as love, death, war, singing and dancing, etc., are none other than ”Farewell My Concubine”.
”This dish is very particular.” Li Yueling talked about her specialty. ”The chicken who goes to the soup with the bastard must be a hen, and the bastard who goes to the hen must be a turtle. A pot is good. The soup is just yin and yang, very nourishing, Mr. Wu, drink more to replenish your body.”
”Sister Li has worked hard...” Wu Jun chuckled, not knowing what to say.
At my age, where do I need these nourishing things.
Hearing Li Yueling talk about replenishing the body, Wu Jun noticed that the several meat dishes on the table are all dishes with nourishing effects.
Angel, who was drinking the porridge with a small spoon, looked up at Wu Jun and said, ”I'm finished, don't disappoint Sister Li's kindness.”
Wu Jun looked speechless and said, ”How could it be possible to finish eating, he can't finish eating even if you ask someone to eat and broadcast.”
It's okay for Angel not to speak. When she said that, Li Yueling's eyes looked more ambiguous at the two.
”It happens that I am also a vegetarian recently,” Wu Jun looked at Li Yueling and said, ”It's all good things, don't waste it. Sister Li will pack it up and take it home for Lao Zheng to make up for it. He also works very hard in the warehouse...”
”Ah? This...” Li Yueling was taken aback. The ingredients for these dishes cost hundreds of dollars today. Her husband Zheng Jingshan did not enjoy this treatment at home.
Angel looked puzzled and said: ”Did you still pay last night...”
Angel wanted to say, you ate almost a roast duck by yourself last night, are you sure you are a vegetarian recently?
Wu Jun interrupted quickly: ”Eat, eat...”
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After the three of them had breakfast together, Li Yueling went to the kitchen to wash.
Yulong Bay is not far from Junheng Group, and it takes less than 20 minutes to drive.
It was just eight o'clock in the morning, and there was plenty of time, so I didn't rush out.
Wu Jun sat on the sofa in the living room and read the news on the mobile phone, and Angel went back to the bedroom to change clothes.