Chapter 39

Chang Xia was silly when she heard that. She just tasted it and realized that it was the best one she had ever done. She didn't expect to fall into each other's mouth but be demoted so badly.

Isn't it a steamed spareribs with taro? Are you doing the same thing? Chang Xia said with a little emotion: "Mr. Liu, why don't you have a try? I want to know how you do it?"

"All right." Liu Qi lisuo skillfully grabbed the kitchen knife, palm dancing, sharp knife in his hand to dance, when he cut good taro ribs, also found that he specially in these ingredients in a very light knife mark.

In the cooking process, Liu Qi did not forget to explain that several knife marks were left in the steaming process to facilitate the mutual absorption of "delicious taste" between the ingredients. This is to pay attention to the control of the heat. If the meat is steamed too long, it will get old and hard, and if the steaming time is too short, it will make the meat not ripe.

In fact, the whole process of Liu Qi and Chang Xia's operation is not too different, but when the dishes out of the pot, she found that the taste difference is very big.

"Very good..." Chang Xia was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. If she hadn't tried, she really didn't know that there was such a delicious steamed spareribs with Taro in the world.

In addition, Chang Xia also paid attention to several details. First, Liu Qi does control the heat very well. As a special intuition of the chef, he can even judge when the dishes come out of the pot without using a clock. Second, when he put the dishes on the plate, the plate was very exquisite. There were carved dragons and Phoenix, gilded edges, and a carved radish on the plate. He made enough money just by selling his appearance. It was like Chang Xia putting the dishes into a bowl casually and rudely.

Now Chang Xia is convinced that he has seen each other's craftsmanship and is willing to bow down. From this, she also understood why Qi Qian was not used to other things. His mouth was raised by these cooks. In fact, Chang Xia and Chang Nian are not used to eating other delicious food.

Heart a horizontal, Chang Xia decided to study hard, who told her husband, since want to do a delicious food to him, then seriously do a meal.

Fortunately, Chang Xia got up early. After Liu Qi's hand-in-hand teaching, she finally made a steamed spareribs with taro.

Escorted by Zhao Heng, Chang Xia comes to Qi's president's office. When he opens the door, Qi Qian is still busy working there. His expression is so focused that he doesn't even find out when he comes in.

Men are really the most handsome when they work. Although Qi Qian has a face when he works, his face is cold and serious, and his eyes are full of charming colors. Ten minutes later, Qi Qian raised his eyes when he dealt with the matter at hand. He was surprised to find Chang Xia here.

"When did you come, Xiao Xia?"

"I've just arrived. I'm here to deliver your meal." Chang Xia opened the lunch box and the smell of fragrance filled the office.

Looking for the fragrance, Qi Qian came and looked at the food in the box. He was puzzled: "this..."

"I did it. Give it a try." Chang Xia handed over the chopsticks. When he put the first one on, his deep face finally loosened a little, and his cold temperament turned to dissipate, just like the dark clouds and the bright sun.

"Did you make this?" Qi Qian asked.

"I did it under the guidance of Mr. Liu."

"Really... I'll say it." After eating a piece of spareribs, he put in a second one. From his reaction, it was really delicious, at least much better than the rice cooked for him last summer.

However, Qi Qian was angry when he thought about it. He had been deceiving himself all the time. He knew that the food he cooked last time was not to his taste, and he was still dying. So when he ate, Xia asked, "why don't you tell me honestly, was the food I cooked last time really so bad?"

"How?"

At this time, Qi Qian seems kind-hearted and doesn't tell the truth to beat himself. But Chang Xia also cares about it. She won't be moved by the "white lie" of the other party. She puts her palm on his back.

"Don't lie. If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. Why hurt yourself?"

"Actually... It's not that it's not bad, but I'm not used to it." Qi Qian's words are very euphemistic, but it also proves one thing. The last meal really didn't suit his taste. Your son is your son.

It seems that Chang Xia will have to learn to cook well in the future. She thought she could marry someone with her cooking skills, but she still overestimated herself.

In fact, other men are still good to serve. Qi Qian is obviously unique. It's more difficult to capture his stomach than to ascend to heaven. After all, before Chang Xia, a large group of people had been taking care of his stomach carefully, which was also impossible.

But now watching Qi Qian finish his meal happily, Chang Xia is more or less happy. There is a warm feeling of family life pouring into her heart, full of blood. For a moment, she thinks this kind of life is very good.

In the past, Chang Xia had a dream to marry someone else and be a good wife.

Now, although she married a man she didn't know, her dream has come true. Now she really becomes a wife and cooks for her husband.

After cleaning up the dishes, Chang Xia promised, "I will make more delicious food for you in the future, Qi Qian."

"Thank you, Xiao Xia. In fact, you don't have to work so hard. There are cooks at home. Let them help..." when Qi Qiangang was about to ask the chef to help cook, he was suddenly interrupted by Chang Xia.

"No, I'll do it." Cooking for her husband is what Chang Xia wants to do. It's not an obligation or responsibility, just because she wants to do it. Maybe it's because she has been a vase wife for a long time and is bored at home that Chang Xia wants to do such a thing. In a word, she just wanted to cook a meal for Qi Qian. Qi Qian sees Chang Xia Ruyu's eyes twinkle. Knowing that she is serious, he nods happily. When he just nods, he suddenly finds that Chang Xia's eyes flash a look of conspiracy“ Qi Qian, in return for cooking for you, should you give me some rewards? "“ Reward? " Qi Qian didn't understand this. He immediately thought that Chang Xia might be short of money and said, "I have a card here. You can take it to buy things." When he said that, he had already taken out a black credit card inlaid with platinum, but this was not what Chang Xia wanted. Chang Xia refused: "I don't want money, I want freedom!"“ Freedom? "“ Yes, I want to talk about Zhao Heng. " Chang Xia has always wanted to feed back this problem. Although he knows that Qi Qian is for his own good, it's inconvenient for two bodyguards to follow up. The most important thing is that Zhao Heng is a man! Isn't it strange to have a man following a woman? Chang Xia told her meaning about it, and then stressed: "although I have married you, I also need freedom. You send someone to follow me 24 hours. I think it's the same as going to prison."