"Don't make a fat face!" It's said that Wang Bing wants to cook by himself. Guan Jingyi looks disdainful.
"I haven't done it for a long time. You can have a try!" Wang Bing said with a smile, can he cook? What's the point? When he was on the earth before, he had nothing to do and learned all kinds of messy things, including cooking skills. Later, when his family had money, he invited several professional chefs to cook delicious food for Wang Bing and his family every day. When he ate, he would eat up the mouth of Wang Bing and his family. Sometimes, Wang Bing cooked himself on a whim, because his senses were different from ordinary people and he controlled the temperature And the internal changes of food are clearer than anyone else, so even the top chefs feel inferior after tasting the dishes.
"Well, go ahead. Can I help you?" Guan Huanlong asked.
"No, just tell me how to use the things in the kitchen. I have the materials myself!"
So Wang Bing was busy in the kitchen, even Guan Huanlong had no chance to intervene.
While eating the food that she is used to, Guan Jingyi listens to the "Ping Ping" sound from time to time in the kitchen. Her eyes always drift past unconsciously.
"Wang Bing didn't know what he was doing?" Guan Huanlong is also curious.
"He's just putting on airs. What do you really believe he can do?" Guan Jingyi looked disdainful and had no expectation of Wang Bing at all.
"Don't say that to others. They are better than you. You can't even cook!" Guan Huanlong chuckles.
"Are you my father or not?"
"Yes, it's absolutely natural!" Guan Huanlong said with a smile.
"And you're helping outsiders come to me?"
"I'm telling you the truth. You can't cook. Girls can't cook..."
"Girls can't cook. What's the matter? Don't I still have you? You'll make me whatever I want to eat anyway! " Guan Jingyi said.
"Dad can't do it for you forever!" Guan Huanlong said with a smile.
"Why not?"
"What are you talking about? You are going to get married sooner or later
"I'm not going to marry. Don't try to leave me alone, Guan Huanlong!" Guan Jingyi said.
"Every time I talk to you about this topic, you always look like this..."
"Then you always tell me?"
"You are old and old, my daughter. Can't you go on like this all the time?"
"What's wrong with that? I think it's a good life now! "
"You..."
"Don't talk about it. Eat quickly. It's cold!"
"Well?" Guan Huanlong suddenly a Leng, "do you smell it, boudoir daughter? What kind of fragrance is this? It's so fragrant and special! "
Guan Jingyi is silent, but father and daughter subconsciously look to the direction of the kitchen, the aroma is floating out from the kitchen.
Just after that, Wang Bing came out of the kitchen with a plate of delicious dishes.
"What is this?" As soon as the plate was put down, Guan Huanlong was immediately attracted by the hot and fragrant things on the plate.
"This is a famous dish in our hometown. It's called Yangzhou fried rice!"
Also known as Yangzhou egg fried rice, it is a classic snack in Yangzhou, Jiangsu Province. The main ingredients are rice, ham, eggs, shrimps, etc. when making this fried rice, the selection of ingredients should be rigorous, the production should be fine, the processing should be exquisite, and the color matching should be paid attention to. After it is finished, the grains are clear, loose, soft and hard, the color is harmonious, the luster is full, the ingredients are diverse, fresh and smooth, and the flavor is glutinous This is what Huan long saw before his eyes.
"Yangzhou fried rice? I haven't heard of it. Is it delicious? " Guan Huanlong is a little drooling Just smelling the aroma.
"I haven't cooked for some time, and the materials are all ready-made in the kitchen. It's not the most authentic taste, but it should be OK. Try it!"
The implication is that Wang Bing's level is limited, so he doesn't give full play to it, but just his appearance and fragrance have already made people salivate.
Guan Huanlong quickly took a spoon and sent it to his mouth. As soon as he took the delicious rice, he was stunned. Without swallowing the first bite, he immediately took the second. Wang Bing laughed bitterly at his eagerness.
"How's it going?" Wang Bing asked.
"Good..."
"Not good?"
"It's delicious. It's too much I've never sucked so much Please, can you swallow the food in your mouth? But it can be seen that Guan Huanlong, who has been cooking at home, has been captured by Wang Bing's Yangzhou fried rice.
"Good to eat!" Wang Bing smiles and subconsciously looks at Guan Jingyi.
"Cut!" Guan Jingyi gives Wang Bing a white eye of disdain.
"My daughter, try it. It's called Yangzhou fried rice. It's delicious!" Guan Huanlong said quickly.
"It's not so good when you see it. You can eat it yourself. I'll just eat this!" Guan Jingyi said.
Wang Bing can see that Guan Jingyi is obviously wrong with people. Because he hates him, he also classifies the things Wang Bing makes as hard to eat."My cooking skill is limited. I can't be elegant. I'm really worse than your father!"
"Why don't you say that?" Guan Jingyi said.
"Wang Bing, you are modest. Although you look ordinary, you taste delicious. My daughter, have a try!"
"People say that their level is limited, Dad, how can you still eat with relish? You don't have to do that for the support, do you? "
"I didn't support it. I'm telling you the truth. This Yangzhou fried rice is really delicious. Have a try!"
"No!"
"Try it!" Regardless of his daughter's refusal, Guan Huanlong puts a spoon in his daughter's bowl.
Guan Jingyi's face is not willing, and Wang Bing is looking at himself expectantly. It seems that she hopes to get her appreciation, right?
For Guan Jingyi, who is used to eating Guan Huanlong's food, the whole taste bud explodes in an instant. The aroma of rice grains mixed with various other things spreads all over her mouth. The unprecedented feeling makes her like flying among white clouds In the end, it turns into two words: trenching, no, delicious.
The aroma in the mouth is still in the aftertaste, so that Guan Jingyi has a feeling, what are the things she used to eat? Can the food we used to eat be called "food"? This is the real fragrance.
Guan Jingyi was silent, and the whole person was shocked by the unprecedented fragrance.
"How's it going? Is it delicious? " Guan Huanlong asked.
Guan Jingyi recovered and looked at Wang Bing and said, "the level is very average. It's far from what my father did!"
Wow, it's just a slip of the tongue!
Wang Bing has a panoramic view of Guan Jingyi's reaction, even if the shock is only for a moment, but Guan Jingyi's younger sister wants face and is also very strong. Even if it's delicious, she won't admit it, so Wang Bing didn't point it out.
"I said I was an amateur!"
"Then don't be shameful!" Guan Jingyi subconsciously glanced at the fried rice, feeling that her eyes could not move away from the fried rice.
"So you can eat the fried rice made by your father. I'll eat it myself!" Then Wang Bing snatched the fried rice.
"If she doesn't eat me, give me half!" Guan Huanlong said.
"You'd better not eat such a bad thing!" Wang Bing said with a smile.
Looking at Wang Bing and Guan Huanlong fighting for a dish of fried rice, Guan Jingyi is so greedy. Is Wang Bing's fried rice really bad?
No, it's so delicious. The taste is still endless. But who let Guan Jingyi lose face? Even if it's delicious, she can't admit it. Otherwise, won't she let Wang Bing eat it?
She didn't want to let Wang Bing beat her in front of her, so even if it was delicious, she wouldn't admit it.
Then he subconsciously took a bite of Guan Huanlong's cooking. As the saying goes, if there is no contrast, there will be no harm. He used to eat Guan Huanlong's food, but now he has a delicious fried rice, and then he eats Guan Huanlong's food.
"Well Guan Jingyi almost didn't spit out. It's hard to swallow. Can I order food? Looking at Guan Huanlong again, he has already eaten the fried rice with relish.
"Delicious, delicious!"
"Gulu!" Guan Jingyi swallows inexplicably. Her inner subtext is that she wants to eat, but she can only watch Wang Bing and Guan Huanlong eat.
"Do you want some of it?" The thief asked with a smile.
"No, this is better than your fried rice!" She said haughtily.
"Then why don't you eat it?" Wang Bing asked.
"Who says I don't eat? Can't I have a rest? "
"Yes
Looking at Guan Jingyi's ugly face, Wang Bing laughs more happily than ever. It's inexplicably cool to see Guan Jingyi eat shriveled