Qin Hongyi quarreled with Wang Yandong on the spot. However, there was no use for eggs, and Wang Yandong refused to admit it.
"Sister Qin, this is the last time I call you like that. What is hidden in the picture in the picture is this "Picture of Boy Playing". There is no authenticity of Tang Bohu at all. Please stop messing with me, and, please Leave my house immediately!"
Wang Yandong pointed to the door with a sneer on his face.
Qin Hongyi understood it. Wang Yandong was determined to black out her paintings. She thought of calling the police on the spot, but what if the police came and couldn't find the paintings? Is it possible to search directly
It is impossible to search, so she is determined to suffer this loss!
With bursts of heartache, Qin Hongyi's face paled, and he was about to faint on the spot.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yandong said loudly: "The surname is Qin, you don't want to touch porcelain, I will call an ambulance now, and I have to call the police and say you depend on me!"
He took out his cell phone and scared Qin Hongyi.
However, Qin Hongyi shook his body and quickly fell to the ground and fainted directly.
Wang Yandong was also taken aback, and hurriedly called the police and called an ambulance...
…
In Villa No. 8 of Jinxiuyuan, Ye Qingxuan, who was put on home furnishings, came to the door of the kitchen lightly, looked inside, and said, “Where did you learn your cooking skills? It's delicious."
Zhang Feng said while cooking: "Cooking is a natural talent plus acquired hard work. I belong to the kind of people who are talented and willing to work hard, so cooking is delicious."
Ye Qingxuan crooked her mouth: "Hmph, I have never seen someone so boastful of you!"
After speaking, his face sank, "Are you saying that I have no talent and refuse to work hard?"
Zhang Feng turned his head and smiled slightly: "I didn't say it, you thought of it yourself."
"Hey, this lady will cook a meal for you!" Ye Qingxuan pulled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.
She looked at the location of pots and pans in the kitchen, and then at the location of the condiments. She immediately gained confidence and stopped next to Zhang Feng.
"What are you doing? Just one more dish." Zhang Feng asked with a puzzled face.
Ye Qingxuan did not speak, turned on the gas stove next to it, and started pouring oil into the pot.
Zhang Feng's brows gradually tightened, and he whispered: "It's too oily!"
Ye Qingxuan's face panicked, and quickly stopped.
, Without waiting for the oil temperature to rise, just pour the cabbage inside.
Zhang Feng frowned when he saw it, and opened his mouth. Ye Qingxuan's eyes forced him back.
"This young lady will let you know what is golden hook cabbage today!" Ye Qingxuan raised her head and said confidently.
"Oh." Zhang Feng replied and said: "There are no more shrimps at home."
Ye Qingxuan: "..."
Isn't this a teardown!
"Who said you want dried shrimp, what this lady is going to do is vinegar cabbage!" Ye Qingxuan strongly argued.
Zhang Feng didn't argue with her, he sighed secretly, poured out the sweet and sour pork ribs from the pot, and then wondered whether to make another dish, otherwise two people would not be enough to eat.
Ye Qingxuan smelled the aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs and swallowed.
Her face blushed, and she said secretly: "This lady can also make good dishes, you wait!"
The oil flower in the pot was exploding, and she hurriedly picked up the shovel, whipping the dishes in the pot, gnashing her teeth, as if the cabbage in the pot was Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng stood by and shook his head, went to open the refrigerator, found spinach and peanuts, and prepared to cook a new dish.
A few minutes later, there was a mushy smell in the kitchen...
Ye Qingxuan was still biting her teeth and using a shovel to stir in the pot, she didn't even think of reducing the fire.
Zhang Feng looked back and sighed again. He used an electric kettle to boil a pot of water, blanch the spinach directly, and then boil the oil to fry the peanuts.
The dish of spinach with nuts is ready soon.
However, Ye Qingxuan was still stirring the dishes in the pot.
"Missed!"
Zhang Feng leaned over and whispered beside Ye Qingxuan.
"You're so annoying, don't bother me!" Ye Qingxuan's eyes were red, and he glared at Zhang Feng, and continued to compete with the cabbage in the pot.
"Now it's made into dry stir-fried cabbage, and it can still be eaten." Zhang Feng said quietly.
"The mud plays the trick!"
Ye Qingxuan was anxious, pushed Zhang Feng aside, picked up the salt jar, and poured three spoons of salt directly into the pot.
Zhang Feng was completely speechless, and opened his wife to toss, while he served and served dishes, and waited for Ye Qingxuan in the dining room.
A few minutes later, Ye Qingxuan came out carrying a plate of black and yellow things, and put it in front of Zhang Feng with a proud look.
"eat!"
Zhang Feng looked at her, and then at the dish in front of him that he didn't know what to call, his expression changed.
Master of the Dark Night Gate
He has performed countless assassinations and rescue missions. In the underground world, he is famous and famous, but at this moment, he has the feeling of facing a life and death decision.
Eat, it is very likely to be poisoned to death.
If you don't eat, will you be beaten to death by your wife
In a dilemma, Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and made a decision. He grabbed his chopsticks and tremblingly picked up a piece of... black and yellow cabbage!
He took a deep breath, but didn't stop his mouth.
"Eat quickly, otherwise you don't want to eat the dishes I made in the future!" Ye Qingxuan stood aside threateningly.
after…
For this, Zhang Feng was cruel and put the cabbage into his mouth.
For an instant, he wanted to hit his head to death.
Bitter, salty, astringent, and there are several unspeakable tastes, like roasting dry with soy sauce, and roasting dry with vinegar, and even a certain chemical smell.
OMG, my wife’s dishes are so terrible!
Zhang Feng abruptly swallowed the cabbage in his mouth, almost vomiting out the feeling of dying.
"It's delicious, isn't it?"
Ye Qingxuan became more proud. She sat down with her head held high and picked up the chopsticks. She instinctively wanted to clamp the spare ribs made by Zhang Feng. She knew that the sweet and sour spare ribs were delicious.
But she held back her life and stretched her chopsticks toward the cabbage she made.
I picked up a piece, put it in my mouth without hesitation, and then retched fiercely.
"Oh...Oh..."
Ye Qingxuan looked like morning sickness. After vomiting a few times, she stood up and ran into the bathroom to rinse her mouth.
Zhang Feng felt balanced, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself: "Am I happy or unfortunate to marry such a wife?"
"Zhang Feng!"
There was a hoarse cry from the bathroom.
Zhang Feng shuddered suddenly, as if returning to the time when Ye Qingxuan was screaming and drinking before the ban was lifted.
"Hurry up and help me, I'm going to die!"
Ye Qingxuan shouted.
Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the bathroom to help Ye Qingxuan out.
Ye Qingxuan did not expect that after eating a piece of homemade cabbage, he was almost poisoned to death. Relying on Zhang Feng, she muttered: "I admit, I don't have the talent to cook, and I will leave the kitchen to you in the future!"
Zhang Feng: "..."
Listening to this, why can't I be happy
Ye Qingxuan may have been "poisoned" and hung softly on Zhang Feng without noticing it. His big hand was on his chest...
(End of this chapter)