Mouse thought that the thickness of his skin was more than one level away from Yu Zui, and today he finally got a clear proof.
Originally visiting the wounded, Brother Biao soon left the wounded, Yu Zui got into the kitchen, got busy with the two ladies, and boasted about how many meals he had cooked, which made An Jialu curious Asked and asked, but Brother Biao has a toothache, Yu Zui can cook instant noodles at best, knows the level of seasoning, Nima even calls himself a chef.
Sure enough, she was kicked out by the little girl within three minutes. The reason was that the oil was red. The guy stretched out a spoon soaked in water and made a crackling sound, which scared An Jialu into screaming indecently, and then she blamed her Embarrassed, the mouse made a comment with a sly smile: Brother, if you want to be an undercover agent in the kitchen, you have to have some real skills.
Yu Zui was irritated, pointed out sternly, if this trick is not working, then change another trick, and went back without thinking about his own safety. After a while, hey, he didn’t come out, he made the mouse so curious, he frowned quietly, oh my god, I’m really shameless now, he was diligently washing the dishes while listening to the little girl The way of cutting the chicken for nothing, not only took into account the little girl's show off, but also took the opportunity to get close to An Jialu, but An Jialu was not polite, and directly buckled the apron around his neck. He was so happy that he was like a medal. happy.
"Biao brother, Yu brother is very savvy in cooking." Xi Meizi was moved by Yu Zui's sincere request for advice, and said something casually.
"Drunkards don't mean to drink, how can I mean to eat." Mouse said so elegantly.
An Jialu blushed, and pushed Yu Zui aside, Yu Zui sniggered, but Xi Meizi continued: "That's better than you, just know how to eat."
"Hey... You can't wash two vegetables and be better than your husband, right? It hurts your self-esteem too much." Mouse Sang said honestly, pouted and amused the little girl, but An Jialu turned around and scolded Yu Zui: "Don't you After washing, one plate has been washed eight times."
"Wow, you're so concerned that I can count eight times." Yu Zui smiled while biting his lips.
When An Jialu got angry, he spread his hands and said, "Okay... okay, let's stop brushing, let's observe the handicraft of the little girl together."
"You are a big man, what do you learn to cook?" An Jialu said.
"Yeah, has it changed so much?" Yu Zui asked in surprise.
"What change?" An Jialu was puzzled.
"I always thought you were a feminist, but I didn't expect you to have machismo tendencies. If you want to put it this way, you will cook when you get married, and I won't do it." Yu Zui said seriously, and An Jialu said unconvinced : "What? I can't learn to joke?"
As soon as she said that, Ximei burst out laughing, and An Jialu didn't miss the point. When she got angry, she turned around and punched Yu Zui a few times with her small fist.
Anyway, even Brother Biao was so disgusting that he closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch it, so he sat back on the sofa and watched his cartoons.
Amidst the laughter, the meal was ready, and Yu Zui in an apron brought all kinds of stir-fried vegetables to the table. He greeted the mouse like a hostess, wiped the chairs one by one, cleaned the glasses, and poured juice, An Jialu When he sat down, he deliberately leaned the chair closer to her. The mouse was already hungry, so he clinked a glass of fruit juice, and the chopsticks were already stretched out to the familiar dish, and he ate it.
Ximeizi asked the mouse: "Can you tell which plate is made by Sister An?"
"The two plates I didn't eat are." The mouse said directly with food in its mouth.
Pfft, An Jialu covered her mouth and almost squirted her drink. The little girl looked embarrassed and thumped the mouse twice, and the mouse quickly added: "It's very good. Dry-fried hairtail with mushrooms and rapeseed, right? It's already made great progress."
It’s obvious that there is no progress. You can tell by comparing it. The white-cut chicken made by Ximeizi has an attractive color and fragrance. The cauliflower is fried evenly and has a tangy aroma. Seeing An Jialu embarrassed, he persuaded: "There must be a process, no one is born with it, why are you so depressed?"
"Who's depressed, I made it delicious." Unconvinced, An Jialu took a piece, put it in the bowl and took a bite, then pursed her mouth and remained silent. Daisheng, this is embarrassing.
The mouse was out of order, and with octopus and rapeseed in his arms, he took half a bowl for Yu Zui, politely persuading him: "Eat more... this dish will definitely leave you with endless aftertaste. An'an, you have to fulfill it. Someone appreciates you." Heart, can you?"
"This... seems to be possible." An Jialu said teasingly.
The little girl didn't dare to speak anymore, An Jialu hadn't personally used a knife yet, and today she made two dishes out of sheer joy. The fried rapeseed was old, wilted, and overly salted. The hairtail salt was not evenly spread, she looked at Yu Zui nervously... took one bite, ate half of the hairtail, then took another bite... just the rapeseed, and the rice, it was so satisfying, ouch, look at the mouse I'm dizzy, could it be that An An's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and she has reached the level of edible food.
"It's delicious, try it." Yu Zui persuaded, his expression was definitely not fake.
If you don't believe me, Ximeizi and the mouse each have a chopstick, and they taste it immediately. An Jialu gets nervous, don't... these two words have come to her lips, and she stopped abruptly. Sister Xi took a bite, and looked at An Jialu with a complicated expression.
"I'm sorry, sister." An Jialu said pitifully and embarrassedly.
Ximei smiled and said that her eyebrows and eyes were constricted, and she said it was okay, just put half a teaspoon of salt in a dish. Just as the mouse was about to speak, Ximei gagged him with a piece of chicken. He smiled, seeing that An Jialu was so embarrassed, he stopped commenting.
Hey, there is another one who didn't stop chopsticks, Yu Zui didn't say a word at all, half a bowl of food was almost gone, and occasionally accompanied by other dishes, he ate it with great relish, which stunned the three of them, When eating another piece of hairtail, even An Jialu couldn't bear it anymore, she stuck out her tongue and smiled while holding a chicken nugget: "Try Ximeizi's handicraft, I'm really not good at it."
"Who says it's not good, it's good." Yu Zui said while eating.
"Wow, you take such good care of Sister An." The younger sister said in shock.
"Who will take care of her, but this is the first time she cooks for me, I think it's pretty good to be able to do this." Yu Zui said generously.
"Drag you, do it for you?" Mouse disdainfully.
"If you don't make it for me, how about making it for you...or you'll eat it all." Yu Zui pushed the plate.
"I admit... it was indeed made for you." The mouse drooped its lips in fright, and pushed it back.
So Yu Zui accepted it calmly. At worst, he put a little too much salt, and at worst, he fried it a little bit. Famous chefs also started as rookies, not like us policemen, they all started as students.
As he spoke, he took a piece of his hand and persuaded An Jialu, "Come on, try it, it's definitely good."
An Jialu looked at Yu Zui gratefully, and at the same time shyly looked at the younger sister, took a bite and tasted it lightly, hey, the taste is really not that bad.
The craftsmanship that someone appreciates is quite fulfilling. The two girls didn’t eat much, the mouse ate the most, and Yu Zui gnawed a lot. The four of them had a CD-ROM action while joking, and there was not much food left on the table. , what was left was a big dish made by Ximeizi. After eating, I rushed to wash the dishes, but I didn't grab Ximeizi and An Jialu.
Yu Zui couldn't bear it any longer, he kept sipping his throat, and took a bucket of fruit juice, pouring one cup after another.
It's uncomfortable, Nima is so salty, and the hairtail oil has not been drained, a layer of oil is all in the stomach. If I don't drink some juice to clear it up, I almost vomit out.
"It's really delicious?" The mouse leaned over cheaply, its peasy eyes wandering around, teasing Yu Zui.
Yu Zui swallowed his throat, stared at the pain and said: "It's none of your... bird... business."
"Bring it." The mouse snatched the juice, hugged it in his arms and said, "You don't have to pay for the juice?"
"Give me another cup." Yu Zui handed over the cup pitifully, lowered his voice, and said, "I'm almost salty, the oil is still too much. Is it easy for me? How about eating two big plates?"
The mouse squinted and twitched from laughter, Yu Zui snatched the juice, gurgled a few mouthfuls into the bottle, and then he took a breath, looked in the kitchen, and said to the mouse awe-inspiringly: "Your family I don’t know whether to pay for the juice, but I’m sure I didn’t pay for the salt.”
The mouse clicked, and the whole body twitched from laughter again, and whispered Yu Zui, what kind of stuff, you can pretend to be a fool when you eat it, right
I didn't want to pretend, but I didn't expect it to be so bad. How did your wife teach you? Yu Zui complained.
Why is it my wife's problem again? An'an is a household idiot. She can't tell the difference between sauce and vinegar, salt and sugar are all wrong, and my wife can't help it.
Yu Zui took another sip of juice and said, it seems that women are the same as men, perfection is impossible.
What's the meaning? Brother Biao is puzzled, how can men and women be the same
In the same way, Yu Zui sipped the juice and said with emotion, eating and drinking can only take one end.
Hearing these words, the mouse became unhappy, looked at the fat on his abdomen, rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger and gave Yu Zui an answer: stop talking, brother will take both. But after finishing speaking, he felt like someone was peeping into his privacy, so he bluntly snatched away the juice from his house, but it would be better not to snatch it, the big bottle was already filled to the brim by Yu Zui.
When the two ladies came out of the kitchen, Yu Zui and the mouse automatically stopped the hooligan conversation. The little girl had to visit the store, and An Jialu had to go to work. These days, the mouse was wounded and given away. How could Yu Zui let this opportunity go and robbed the car? Key, let me tell you that Instructor Yan is injured, so let me send the two of you away. As for Brother Biao, you can stay home and watch cartoons to improve your IQ.
The mouse stared straight at the words, the two ladies laughed and trembled, the thin girl winked, the mouse didn't insist, and took this opportunity to say something casually, tomorrow the team will be notified to participate in the training camp, and I don't know how long it will be , Hearing this, Sister Xi was not happy, and said while changing her shoes: "It's better if you don't come back."
Yu Zui made a grimace, left the depressed brother Biao alone at home, Pidianpidian followed the footsteps of the two ladies downstairs, started the broken BYD with the mouse, and became a flower protector with great enthusiasm...