Chapter 41

Ning Huaihuai is running around behind the cook.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, this soup is so delicious ~ you're really powerful. Can you teach me?" Aunt Liu is an old man in the family. She has been married to uncle Liu's housekeeper for more than 20 years. She has been responsible for Xie Tangfeng's diet and knows Xie Tangfeng's taste like the back of her hand.

She also likes the new Miss Ning. She doesn't have any airs. She is charming and cute. Sometimes she acts like a spoiled child.

"Miss Ning, don't flatter me. You are so smart. If you want to learn, you will learn it." Aunt Liu put the hot pot on the table.

Although Ning Huaihuai has lived alone for such a long time, he can't do the same. In addition to boiling water, eating depends on instant noodles. Sometimes, when he is short of money, instant noodles are saved, and a steamed stuffed bun with water can be eaten for a day.

Watching Aunt Liu cook so smoothly, she was ready to move.

When I was young, my parents had not separated. Every night, my mother would be busy preparing dinner. When my father came back, the family would have dinner happily.

Although I joked with Fu Fu when I was in a small rental house that I lived like a husband and wife, I didn't seriously cook a meal for Fu Fu. Fortunately, President Xie was able to endure eating instant noodles every day.

Do what you think. Ning Huaihuai clenches his hands, cheers himself up, and then prepares to do a big job.

Aunt Liu tied an apron for Ning Huaihuai, prepared the side dishes, and stood aside to guide Ning Huaihuai to cook. The simplest fried vegetables prepared by Aunt Liu for Ning Huaihuai.

"Heat the pot first, and then pour in the oil."

Ning Huaihuai waited until the fire was heated a little, poured in the oil, and waited for Aunt Liu's instruction to put the vegetables into the pot.

"Wow!" because the pouring was too fierce, the oil splashed by the green vegetables splashed on Ning Huaihuai's hand.

Ah, it hurts, but Ning Huaihuai is not a delicate person. He shook his hand and continued to listen to Aunt Liu's instructions.

"Put salt and chicken essence."

"OK, put salt!" she took the seasoning pot in Aunt Liu's hand, scooped a big spoon and added it.

"Ah, Miss Ning doesn't need so much. The young master doesn't like too heavy dishes."

"Ah, what should I do? By the way, add some water." like before, when the taste of instant noodles was too strong, I would like to add more water. Ning Huaihuai said and rowed there, thinking about adding half a pot of water.

Aunt Liu did not stop behind, but covered her mouth and smiled in a low voice.

On the way back, President Xie Da suddenly shivered, looked up and asked the driver, "isn't the air conditioner on?"

The driver was startled. His men almost slipped. He looked at the eye control and replied, "Mr. Xie, it's always on. Do you need me to raise it a little bit?"

"No, that's it." it's really strange. How can you feel cold? Pinch the center of your eyebrows. Hasn't the injury behind your head fully recovered?

Ning Huaihuai looked at a pot of yellow vegetables, half dry and half wet vegetables soup in his hand. He was very satisfied. He proudly brought it to the table, turned back to the kitchen and planned to continue the next big project!

There are three meat dishes and one soup on the table. It doesn't sound very healthy. In fact, it is three meat dishes, one vegetable and one soup. However, Ning Huaihuai's basin is really not the same dimension as others. We have to consider whether it can be called a basin of vegetables.

Aunt Liu has taken over the shovel and plans to regain the position of cooking. After all, Aunt Liu is still a distressed young master. After all, a dish is enough for the young master.

"Miss Ning, I'll take the rest. The food is almost ready. Go and prepare for dinner."

Ning Huaihuai reluctantly walked out of the kitchen and came to the table. He looked at the dishes he cooked on the table. Unexpectedly, I cooked well for the first time.

When Ning Huaihuai was complacent, housekeeper Liu's voice came from the gate.

"Young master, you are back. The food is ready."

"Uncle Liu, where's Huaihuai?" Xie Tangfeng gave his coat and file bag to housekeeper Liu.

"Miss Ning is in the kitchen."

Ning Huaihuai, who heard Xie Tangfeng's voice in the restaurant, immediately got up, ran to Xie Tangfeng and held Xie Tangfeng's hand.

"Tang Feng, you're back," he said, taking Xie Tangfeng's hand to the restaurant.

Xie Tangfeng grabbed Ning Huaihuai's hand and put it in his arms. He bowed his head and kissed it. After tasting a burst of sweetness, he released it and commented, "well, the appetizer is good!"

Let go of Ning Huaihuai, who was stunned. Xie Tangfeng walked into the restaurant in an excellent mood.

After seeing the dishes on the table, Xie Tangfeng felt uncoordinated for a while. After sweeping one of the dishes, he always felt that the painting style of today's dish was not quite right. He adhered to the excellent style of the president, and Xie Tangfeng did not raise any questions.

Aunt Liu brought tableware and Ning Huaihuai also took a seat.

Ning Huaihuai looked at Xie Tangfeng and looked forward to seeing him cook. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Xie Tangfeng move the pot she burned. He was a little anxious.

"Hey! Why do you always eat meat dishes and vegetables? Only in this way can you have balanced nutrition!"

Xie Tangfeng guessed when Ning Huaihuai had been staring at him. It seems that the dish with the wrong painting style really didn't come from Aunt Liu.

Xie Tangfeng put down the dishes and chopsticks. "You say this is a potted dish? I can't see it!"

Ning Huaihuai was worried. "Why can't you see it! It's me..." almost shut up, stopped in time, and turned his eyes cunningly. "This is Aunt Liu's latest invention!"

"Oh, Aunt Liu, isn't she?"

Aunt Liu did not answer.

As early as Ning Huaihuai stared at him, Xie Tangfeng knew that I'm afraid this dish was cooked by Ning Huaihuai.

"It's fried vegetables. There's too much water. It's vegetable soup. There's too much oil."

Ning Huaihuai's expression was a little discouraged for a moment, but he knew he was wrong and said, "didn't you just say a new dish? It's called, it's called frying a green vegetable soup!"

Xie Tangfeng didn't comment after listening. He raised his hand to pick up the dishes. Ning Huaihuai looked forward to it carefully.

Xie Tangfeng picked up a chopstick and chewed it.

"How, how, how does it taste?" Ning Huaihuai asked nervously.

At this time, Xie Tangfeng perfectly showed the president's perfect psychological quality. The eight winds didn't move, and his eyebrows didn't wrinkle. As soon as he pulled Ning Huaihuai, he leaned down to the small mouth slightly opened due to tension.

Xie Tangfeng, who took advantage of it, let Ning Huaihuai go and sit upright. Well, he didn't take advantage of it. Look at Ning Huaihuai's frowns and you'll know who suffered more!

Ning Huaihuai quickly picked up the nearby water cup and poured water.

Just taste the taste in your mouth. It's so salty. You can imagine eating it yourself!

Xie Tangfeng saw Ning Huaihuai's frown and smiled gently. Knowing that Ning Huaihuai wanted to cook for himself, he felt that he had never felt before. He felt hot all over. It felt good.