Chapter 84

When Lang Kuo came into the room, he did not see the scene of the sword drawn in anticipation. Instead, the sound of JINGDING came from the piano room.

He went to the piano room curiously. Passing by the living room, he found a piece of paper with fingerprints pressed on the tea table, which was neat and graceful.

"There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. I don't know whether you know it or not?"

Lang Kuo put the paper under the glass again. He turned around for a moment and went back to the studio.

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Listen to bamboo Xuan, an small hurried out of the car, Zhou housekeeper has been waiting outside the door: "madam, what is so anxious?"

"Is the cook in?"

"Yes, it's already in the kitchen."

"Good."

Ann threw her bag aside, changed her shoes and went straight to the kitchen. Just now, she received a call from Hu Mingyun. Tomorrow, she went to listen to zhuxuan for dinner and ordered the dishes she learned some time ago

It's frightening.

At dusk, the black Rolls Royce of jiangmuye drives into the bamboo Pavilion. As soon as it enters, a strange smell comes from the kitchen and restaurant.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Muye frowned.

Liu Yuan was embarrassed: "my wife is cooking..."

Jiang Muye's wheelchair went straight by. An Xiaoren was very busy in the kitchen. Housekeeper Zhou and the chef stood by helplessly.

Seeing Jiang Muye, they came to say hello like an amnesty: "Mr. back."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "what's the matter?"

Housekeeper Zhou said with a smile: "as soon as my wife came back in the afternoon, she went into the kitchen and ordered some dishes for the chef to teach her..."

"I see. You go down first."

After Jiang Muye's command, Zhou's housekeeper and chef disappeared.

An Xiaoxiao turned off the fire and found that only Jiang Muye was leaning against the door: "ah, where's the chef?"

"How do you remember to go into the kitchen?" Asked Jiang Muye.

An Xiaoxiao was embarrassed and said, "mom said that she would come for dinner tomorrow... And ordered some dishes..."

"Isn't there a cook at home?"

"No Ann Xiaoxiao explained with a smile: "it's all the dishes my mother taught me to cook before. She said I should do it myself."

"What's going on now? Is dinner ready? " Jiang Mu Ye looks at three dark dishes on the dining table and asks.

"Yes An Xiaoxiao still smiles happily: "the last dish will come out immediately. You go to the restaurant first and wait."

When Jiang Muye arrived at the restaurant, the three dishes on the table were not particularly bad. At least one was fried chicken, one was braised pork, and the other seemed to be Mapo Tofu.

For a moment, Ann put the plate neatly on the table: "sour and hot potato shreds, mom said you like this dish very much."

Jiang Mu Ye looked at him and said, "did you cut the shredded potatoes?"

"Yes." Ann washed her hands and sat down: "my mother said that I had to do it all by myself. I'll drill it first."

Jiang Mu Ye looked at the four dishes which were beyond recognition. He raised his chopsticks and put them down again: "so you didn't cook at home before?"

"I can make vegetables!"

An Xiaoxiao looked serious: "garlic bean sprouts, stir fried bean sprouts and so on are OK... It's just that I don't know how to make meat dishes. Of course, Western food and fried steak are OK."

After listening to her words, Jiang Muye cleverly took the chopsticks and clamped the hot and sour potato shreds... It should be potato chips. Ann's knife work is really not good.

Carefully put it in his mouth, Jiang Mu Ye chewed it gently for a moment and swallowed it hard: "how much vinegar did you put?"

"Shaking hands, pouring more..." Ann put a shredded potato in her mouth more cleverly

"Muye... I'd better go and get you a bowl of noodles."