Chapter 253

the married life of Ji Naitang and Cen Muqi has been very happy. If there is one shortcoming, it is that their cooking skills are really tormenting.

They bought a new house, and then decorated it according to their own preferences. After placing it for a period of time, they chose a day to move into a new house, which was jointly arranged by two people.

Both of them knew that their cooking skills could not survive, so they hired aunt Su to come here to help cook.

However, when Aunt Su is busy, they have to go out to eat, or order takeout, or go to the cen's house for dinner.

"I think we're both useless." Ji Naitang is sitting on the sofa playing games with Zhuo Xiaolin. Suddenly, Zhuo Xiaoyun, who is concentrating on the game, can't understand it.

"What do you mean? Is this game really so hard? You wait to see me go through the customs. "

"I'm not talking about games, I'm talking about the cooking skills of Cen Muqi and me."

"Oh, I'm dead..." Zhuo Xiaohui game characters fell to death, he just looked up and recognized: "you and Cen total cooking, that is really quite useless."

The word used here is "quite useless" rather than "very useless". Zhuo felt that she had already taken pity on her friend's face.

"You know, as soon as the two of us go back to the main house, his mother will ask if aunt Su has something to ask for leave."

Zhuo Xiaoxuan laughed. If he hadn't tasted the dishes made by Cen Muqi, he might not have imagined these scenes. Alas, no one is perfect.

"Why don't you train for a while?"

Ji Naitang Wen Yan Leng: "training?"

"Yes, I can't guarantee that I can become a top 10 chef by applying for a cooking training class, but at least the ordinary home cooking should be able to cope with it."

Ji Naitang was a little moved. He was not only ashamed that he had to go to the meal without a nanny, but felt that if he could make a love meal for each other, it would be a sentiment.

About this period of time, Jiyi and Cen have nothing important to do, but Feng Qi can give Yao Yuanjing a hand off, so he took out the tablet to search for the culinary training class, and then signed up for him and Cen Muqi.

In the evening, he mentioned this matter with Cen Muqi. Cen Muqi said that the decision was very good. Cooking skills really need to be well trained.

A month later, Zhuo called and asked, "did you go to the training class?"

Ji Naitang replied, "yes."

"What's the effect?"

"It's hard to say."

"Well? Is it a bad teacher? "

"The teacher is very good, and the food that the teacher cooks is also very delicious."

"What's the matter?"

Ji Naitang looked up at the sky silently for a while, then sighed: "maybe we two are really not suitable for entering the kitchen. In a word, don't mention the word cooking in front of me in the future."

There is no problem with the cooking training class and the teacher's teaching, but he just can't remember it. He feels headache when he studies. Every time he makes something, it's hard to see, and he can't import it.

As for Cen Muqi, he learned very well. At first, even the teacher praised him a lot, but later he found that he didn't pay attention to the proportion of seasoning. No matter how many times the teacher taught, he put it according to his own mood.

Finally, the teacher of the cooking class asked sincerely: are you two sure you're not here for trouble?

Since then, both Ji Naitang and Cen Muqi have never mentioned that they want to learn cooking. They can't overcome their cooking skills, so they can only train themselves to go to the main house to eat without changing their faces.

I can't die of hunger anyway.