When Fang Datuo received a call from Chu Yu, he collapsed.
"Chu Chu, are you being held hostage? If so, blink your eyes, Muyu is watching!"
"You look at the surveillance screen, does it look like I'm being held hostage? Stop talking nonsense, and send the things over quickly, and don't let them fall!"
"Would you like us to stand by?"
"If you don't need it, just leave it at the door, and I'll get it."
After speaking, Chu Yu hung up the phone and turned around to enter the room. Xia Yihan sat on the swing cradle chair, holding a SpongeBob SquarePants doll in her arms. She had one foot crossed and the other stretched out, her big toe touching the ground intentionally or unintentionally. , swaying back and forth on the swing.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to clean up the kitchen, the pots and pans have to be washed, and the pool has to be wiped."
Xia Yihan turned his head and looked at Chu Yu through the gap in the cradle, "Do you need my help?"
"No," Chu Yu put on a waistband, "I'll have to trouble your little family later. Now, leave these rough jobs to me."
Xia Yihan clasped the side of the hanging basket rattan chair, leaned out, and blew a kiss at Chu Yu: "mua~"
This villa is mainly used for renting out and hosting party parties for college students and company departments. It is located in a remote location, far from densely populated areas. There are huts nearby, which is exactly in line with Chu Yu's ideal "detention place".
Before catching Xia Yihan, Chu Yu asked Wu Ke to look for a "courtyard-style detention center" in the city. Wu Ke found a few places and sent her the 3D schematic diagram. In comparison, she settled on this place for Xiaoli. Farmhouse in the village.
After Xia Yihan was arrested, the security team led by Wu Ke transformed itself into a cleaning commando, tidying up the huge two-story mansion spotlessly and waiting for His Highness Chu to move in.
Of course, the pots and pans have been scrubbed clean, so people can't bear to touch it, because they are afraid that their hands will stain the white body of the porcelain bowls.
Chu Yu said that she wanted to clean the kitchen utensils, but she set aside time to wait for Fang Datuo to bring the knives. Then she went to the door to get them, and then put them back into the kitchen. The whole process was sneaky, as if the two sides were transferring drugs.
Chu Yu didn't want Xia Yihan to see this scene, although she knew that Xia Yihan might have noticed that in order to guard against her, there were no sharp objects in the room, but at least she couldn't be too blatant.
She didn't say it, and Xia Yihan didn't ask. The two knew it well and maintained a delicate balance.
The sharp knives and kitchen utensils are packed and packed in a plastic storage box. They look small, but because they are all made of stainless steel, they are quite heavy to hold. Fang Datuo hugged him, ready to go out under the amazed eyes of Muyu and Song Qingyang.
Song Qingyang: "What are you doing?"
Fang Datuo didn't look back: "I stole something and went out to realize it."
Song Qingyang stretched out his hand and stopped: "You want to send it to Xiao Huaihua!"
Fang Datuo hugged the box and couldn't make a move, "Since you've already guessed it, please open the door for me."
"Wait," Muyu zoomed in on Chu Yu's picture, watching her busy in the kitchen, "Do you know how dangerous Chu Chu is when you send it over?"
Fang Datuo: "This box of goods was ordered by Grandma Chu. It must be delivered to the door within five minutes. Aunts, all right, if you are late, I will get a bad review!"
Muyu didn't mean to be in a hurry, and her focus was not on him. She folded her arms and showed some doubts between her eyebrows.
"I feel that Chu Chu is now like a rich man who has taken care of his mistress. She is obsessed with sex. She will do whatever her mistress asks her to do, and she will say it all. Is this my illusion?"
Song Qingyang: "I want to be a mistress!"
Fang Datuo: "I want to be too!"
After receiving the goods from the courier, Chu Yu moved quickly and sorted things into categories. The kitchen knives were placed on the oak kitchen knife rack, the scissors were hung on the sticky hooks, and the folding fruit knives were placed in the fruit tray to ensure that the entire kitchen was in danger everywhere. .
After cleaning up, apprentice Chu invited Chef Xia out. She didn't have a mobile phone, so Chu Yu gave her a Walkman, and downloaded songs in it, all of which were soothing. After listening to it, people felt that there was love in the world, and couldn't help but reflect on "why it's so bad".
Xia Yihan walked into the kitchen with the Walkman, put it on the shelf, and played the music out. The Walkman became a small speaker, and contributed background music in a low-key manner.
At this moment, the hovering music is melodious and affectionate, and a saxophone Careless Whisper fills the corners of the kitchen.
Chu Yu put one hand on the side of the vegetable basin and asked for the class schedule: "Mr. Xia, what class are you going to have today?"
Xia Yihan opened the refrigerator and glanced at it: "There are tomatoes, Chinese cabbage, potatoes, cucumbers, eggs, as well as pork, ribs, noodles... Today is the first lesson for beginners. It shouldn't be too difficult. Let's make tomato and egg noodles."
"Will this difficulty be too low?"
Chu Yu was still thinking about making a whole dish, but she didn't expect that she didn't even enter the threshold of cooking, so she could only touch the noodles first. What's so difficult about noodles, isn't it just boil the water, put the noodles down, and then pick up the noodles after they're cooked? Anyone can do it.
"Does my sister know how to fry an egg?"
"I don't know." Chu Yu blurted out.
Xia Yihan leaned on the cupboard and smiled without saying a word.
Chu Yu felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand, "Cough, don't you need to teach me this?"
Saying that, she took the tomatoes, eggs, and noodles out of the refrigerator and put them on the cutting board.
"Mr. Xia, what should be the first step?"
When she was called a teacher, Xia Yihan was very useful, her eyes curled up when she smiled, maybe because she never smiled, her face was as smooth as silk, without a trace of creases. When she smiled at first, she was like a newborn baby, pure and full.
"Wash the tomatoes, cold or hot water will do."
Chu Yu looked puzzled and stared at the tomatoes: "Wash it with boiling water, won't the vitamins be lost?"
Xia Yihan: "It's easy to peel the skin if it is scalded with water. Sister doesn't like eating skin, right?"
Chu Yu thought about it, Fang Datuo peeled off the skin every time he made scrambled eggs with tomatoes, it seemed that he knew her taste.
After the tomatoes were cut, they were placed on the cutting board, and the red juice flowed out. Chu Yu held the knife and felt a little nervous. She controlled it, did not glance at Xia Yihan, and forced herself to calm down.
Since you have decided to believe her, you have to believe it to the end and give up halfway. It is better not to agree at the beginning.
Picking up the kitchen towel on the hook, Chu Yu wiped his hands, and the juice slipped down his fingertips and flowed through the wound on his thumb.
Chu Yu noticed that Xia Yihan's eyes kept falling on the scar, which was like a mark, recording that shared memory.
"The second step, beat the eggs into a bowl and use a whisk to break up."
Chu Yu picked up the egg and held it in both hands, moving cautiously, for fear of accidentally crushing it. She took the eggs, searched the kitchen for things, and rummaged through the boxes.
Xia Yihan gave her way and blinked: "What is my sister looking for?"
"Needle."
"What are you looking for a needle for?"
Chu Yu gestured: "Poke a hole in the egg and let the yolk and egg white inside flow out."
The corners of Xia Yihan's mouth twitched, "Oh, that's a good way, but there is a quicker way. Knock the egg against the edge of the bowl, the shell of the egg is broken, and the egg white inside will go into the bowl."
Chu Yu held the egg, hesitated for a while, and expressed doubts about the feasibility of the plan, "But I can't control the strength, and the liquid inside will splash out after a dozen."
"Then you tap lightly to make a small crack, and then follow the crack to divide the egg shell in two, and the liquid will flow into the bowl obediently."
Chu Yu nodded and pursed his lips, looking a little nervous. Holding the egg in her hand, she felt trembling, mainly in front of Xia Yihan. If she messed up, she would be a little embarrassed. She remembered that she was holding a scalpel and was not so nervous when she approached the body for the first time.
She is the woman who wants to become Xia Yihan's attending doctor, how can she not even beat her eggs
Chu Yu squeezed the egg, knocked it on the edge of the bowl, picked it up and saw that there was no crack. The second time she hit, with a "snack" sound, the whole egg shattered, the bowl bounced out, and a pool of transparent yellowish liquid was pinched in her hand, which was sticky and greasy.
Xia Yihan's laughter popped out of his nose, and the "snort" sound was more pleasant than the sound of broken eggs.
Chu Yu glanced back at her, then quickly washed his hands.
Starting to harm the second egg, Chu Yu put it directly into the bowl and picked up the chopsticks: "This way, the liquid will be squeezed out, and all of it will be in the bowl, it's my wit!"
After crushing the eggs with chopsticks, the egg whites are all in the bowl, but the egg shells are also mixed in it, forming a bowl of egg shell egg soup.
Chu Yu squatted beside the trash can, and it took a lot of effort to pick out all the eggshells, muttering while picking: "It seems that I will have to pay the chief caregiver in the future, and cooking is really not a job for humans. !"
Xia Yihan moved a stool and sat at the door. Her long legs were placed on the footrest bar under the stool. The whole figure was like a big frog, smiling as she watched Chu Yu busy.
"Sister, you don't need to pay other people's wages. You kiss me every day, and I will pack all your meals."
Chu Yu moved for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, his cheeks were red, and after cleaning up the eggshells, he didn't dare to look back.
She should have increased the dose of the anesthetic yesterday, so that the girl would not start glib when she wakes up.
After the tomatoes, eggs, and green onions are all ready, start cooking.
The oil was crackling in the pot, and there were oil stars splashing out. Chu Yu took the spatula and dodged left and right in front of the stove, just like avoiding enemy shells, and never dared to approach.
Xia Yihan was behind, using both his left and right hands, clenching his fists and waving it up and down, cheering her up: "Sister, don't be afraid, rush rush, lay eggs, you can lay eggs!"
Finally, seeing the thick smoke billowing in the pot, no more eggs, the oil was about to dry out, Chu Yu rushed forward, quick-witted, and turned off the fire.
Xia Yihan blinked his eyes: "Huh?"
Chu Yu put down the spatula and ran out of the kitchen door, "Wait for me, I'll change the equipment."
Five minutes later, Chu Yu came back dressed up. She was wearing a holiday straw hat, sunglasses on her nose, a thick red anti-PM2.5 mask, and a cashmere scarf wrapped around her neck. , There is no bare skin all over the body. It is comparable to a large sunscreen scene.
After entering the kitchen, Chu Yu put on another set of rubber gloves to make them "fry-proof".
When Xia Yihan saw her, she raised her eyebrows, her mouth changed from big O to small O: "Wow, sister's dress is so chic!"
Chu Yu accepted the rainbow fart and continued to cook.
Because she was fully equipped, she no longer dodged, she dared to face the splash of oil, and dared to meet the billowing smoke.
Half an hour later, two bowls of difficult-to-produce tomato and egg noodles were finally born, and Midwife Chu brought them to the dinner table.
When picking bowls, she chose the most elegant cherry blossom porcelain bowls, trying to use the beauty of the bowls and chopsticks to make up for the lack of presentation of the food.
The eggs were a little burnt, the tomatoes had melted into pulp, the noodles were fine, but the whole body was left.
Chu Yu sprinkled the chopped green onion and handed the Japanese chopsticks to Xia Yihan.
The dining table is rectangular, covered with a cartoon tablecloth, a bouquet of lavender is inserted in a lavender inverted fan-shaped vase, and the light above the head is yellowish, sprinkled with warm and faint colors.
Chu Yu and Xia Yihan sat next to each other. Before she took off her waistband, she grabbed a pair of chopsticks and tasted the noodles as if they were trying poison.
The eggs are salty, the noodles are too soft, the tomato has no sense of presence, but the soy sauce has too much presence.
After Chu Yu chewed and swallowed it, she almost burst into tears. She was so moved that she actually made an edible meal!
Xia Yihan picked up the chopsticks and started to eat it in a hurry. Rainbow farts kept popping out: "Well... my sister did a good job, people can eat it!"
Seeing that she swallowed a few mouthfuls, Chu Yu didn't frown or vomit, she felt relieved again, and recognized her cooking skills.
However, even if she was a little proud, Chu Yu still maintained a modest attitude and planned to continue to ask for advice from the person beside her. She was a "Chinese little master" who could eat all the food in junior high school.
"Don't call me sister, now I'm your apprentice."
Xia Yihan took a sip of the soup, nodded politely, looked at Chu Yu, and his eyes flashed, "Okay, baby!"
Chu Yu sat in the same place, a lump of noodles stuck in his throat, not going up or down.
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In a bungalow with a clear gap between the rich and the poor, the three heads crowded in front of the computer, staring at the surveillance video, almost staring out six eyes.
"She's cooking, and she's actually cooking. I thought she would never have a chance to cook for the rest of her life!"
Muyu laughed: "Maybe after a while, Chu Chu can take care of the entire Superman's food."
Fang Datuo took back his father-like tears of relief, and a sense of crisis hit: "What, I feel like I'm going to lose my job!"
Song Qingyang was so numb from the sound of "baby" just now, and before she recovered, her whole body fell into a rigid state. Originally, she thought the surveillance was to protect her work, but she didn't expect it was to eat lemons online, which made her teeth sour.
"You guys keep sticking to it, I'm going to patrol outside." Song Qingyang hurriedly slipped away.
Fang Datuo also took the opportunity to run away: "Yes, Xiaoyu, be more serious, I'll go and contact the team over there in Wangjiang City."
Muyu sat in front of the computer alone, his expressionless face couldn't hold back, as if half of his teeth were hurting.