Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
An Lan nodded.
In the country, many of the large corporations were passed down from family. Even if they were not, they would help support their relatives when they rise up the ranks. But not put in as much effort, so Xuan Yuanlang could not be said to be careless with Mo Rong.
“I didn’t expect you to be so knowledgeable about raw and fresh ingredients, Senior.” An Lan was talking about his comments on raw and fresh ingredients.
“I’m a picky eater, and I like to cook,” Xuan Yuanlang said with a faint smile.
An Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, “As a senior, do you need to cook by yourself?”
She remembered that Nian Junting had never liked to cook before. Sister Lan always cooked by herself. Of course, he didn’t cook because he thought that his cooking skills were too excellent, and he was afraid that others would fall in love with his cooking skills.
She was speechless.
“Who am I?” Xuanyuan Lang didn’t think much of it, “Who am I? Apart from having more money and being busier, I still need three meals just like you guys. To me, cooking is my me-time. I can think about many things, and after I’m done, I can taste my own blood and sweat. It’s all enjoyment.”
An Lan nodded in agreement.
This was the same as what she thought. Usually, even if she was busy with work, she would still cook pastries at home when she was free.
“It’s almost time for dinner. I’ll let you have a good taste of my cooking tonight,” Xuan Yuanlang looked at his watch and said, “Do you have time to accompany me to Zhuo Cheng’s fresh supermarket? There’s a kitchen there.”
“Didn’t you say that the ingredients there aren’t delicious enough?” An Lan said with a smile.
“Pick some good ingredients.” Xuan Yuanlang shrugged lightly. “Whatever you want to eat tonight, you can choose in the fresh supermarket. You don’t have to pay. I’ll be your chef, but after that, you have to give our supermarket some valuable advice.”
“I’m under a lot of pressure from you saying that.” An Lan smiled bitterly. “What advice can a lawyer like me give?”
“You’re a customer tonight.” Xuan Yuanlang stood up straight.
An Lan nodded helplessly.
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The fresh produce supermarket was not far from here. Xuan Yuanlang was in the offline sales mode. Although the interior decoration was not particularly exquisite, it felt especially comfortable and clean when one walked in.
Xuan Yuanlang pushed the cart while An Lan strolled leisurely. There were many good foods in this supermarket, and even yogurt was imported.
She picked a box of yogurt and Japanese ice cream imported from Thailand. Xuan Yuanlang had someone scoop up a few blue crabs. After scooping them up, he smiled apologetically, “If you want to eat Dungeness crabs, you can let the people below make them, but I don’t know how to do it myself. They are too big and too complicated.”
“It’s okay, just eat the blue crabs.” An Lan picked up another steak.
The counter was a open one. An Lan sat outside drinking red wine as she watched Xuan Yuanlang work inside. The man was wearing an apron and looked elegant.
She couldn’t help thinking of Xu Baohan. In the past, he used to cook for her as well, but Xu Baohan was more meticulous in his cooking while Xuan Yuanlang was more elegant. Rather than saying that he was cooking, it was more appropriate to say that he was enjoying the process.
“Junior, try this special-grade steak.” Xuan Yuanlang handed her a plate. Seeing that she was absent-minded, he asked, “Why? Are you in a bad mood and missing your boyfriend?”
An Lan looked embarrassed.
“If you have time, you can bring him over to play,” Xuan Yuanlang said with a smile. “Help me increase the popularity here.”
“Let’s talk about it in the future.” An Lan poured herself some red wine.
“Did you have a fight or broke up?” Xuan Yuanlang sat opposite her.
“Senior, why aren’t you married yet?” An Lan suddenly said, “Is it so difficult to meet a person who wholeheartedly and unconditionally trust you?”
