"Help you."
Jane Wenmo hugged Mu An from behind, hugging her waist but not stopping her from washing the vegetables.
Mu An rolled his eyes helplessly.
"It's good that you don't cause trouble."
"Underestimate me?"
"Then you cut it for me?" After passing the washed tomato to Jane Wen Mo, her face darkened.
"This …"
He glanced at the tomato and then looked at Mu An. Then, Jane Wenmo suddenly called out to the kitchen door, "Third Ye, come over here."
Outside of the kitchen, when he heard that Young Master Jian had just entered the kitchen, he was called out. He pointed at himself in surprise and asked, "Are you calling me?"
"Yes."
The servant nodded affirmatively.
The corner of Jane's mouth twitched. Taking a deep breath, she resigned herself to her fate and took a step forward. It was as if she was a brave warrior that would never be able to return once she left.
"Young Master Jane, please instruct me."
"How do I cut this?"
Jane Wenmo asked seriously.
A large drop of sweat appeared on Jane's forehead.
"This... "I can ask young madam to teach you …"
A man like him shouldn't teach him...
"Do I need to teach you?"
Jane Wenmo gave him a look that made him blush.
[Oh young master, you've already spoken of your request, do you really think you don't need me to teach you?]
If you don't need to teach me, why did you call me in?
On the other side, Mu An, who was washing the vegetables, shook his shoulders and almost laughed out loud.
Why didn't she know that Jane Wen Mo was such a fun man?
Male chauvinism carried a characteristic of pride and pampered, the less likely it was to be a time where one had a bad temper. Even if one wanted to learn, it would be very awkward.
"How do you want to eat it?"
Seeing that Mu An was still laughing and didn't seem like she wanted to help, he could only force himself to do it.
Heavens!
If you don't sleep at night, what are you going to learn to cook? When did Young Master Jane start having brain spasms?
"How should I know?"
Jane Wen Mo glared at him. He felt like he was on the verge of breaking down. What if he wanted to go out and laugh out loud?
Wasn't it his Eldest Young Master who wanted to eat it?
He didn't know how to eat it.
"This …"
"Stop wasting time, hurry up."
Jane Wenmo unhappily urged. Mu An, who was at the side, held back his laughter before turning to Jane Wenmo and saying, "Tomato scrambled eggs."
"Tomato scrambled eggs."
Jane Wen Mo repeated the words to Jane San.
The corner of Jane's mouth twitched.
"Tomato scrambled eggs …" Just slice it into pieces. "
Cut into pieces?
Jane Wenmo looked at the tomatoes, picked up his kitchen knife and started to eat. Wasn't it just cutting them into pieces?
The large saber was cut into four sections with a single wave. It was still very even and had a style of being precise and clean. Just from the gesture of the blade, it didn't seem like it was the first time. 3 Jane couldn't help but praise the talent of her young master.
But in the next moment, he heard Jane Wenmo ask, "Is it done?"
"I need to cut it a bit smaller …"
When he saw Mu An's curious gaze towards him, he helplessly gave Mu An a pleading look. That was simply asking for mercy ~
Mu An chuckled. It just so happened that Jane Wenmo was in the middle of cutting down. The juice from the tomato was being pressed against the cutting board due to the pressure of the cutting.
Immediately, Jane Wenmo's expression turned ugly.
"Third Ye, what the hell is this?"
"…"
Square Jane was speechless.
Mu An burst out into laughter.
"Puff …"
It's so cute.
Can you be more cute?
"Haha, Jane Wenmo, you're really too funny."
Mu An couldn't help but laugh heartily. Jane Wenmo looked at her with a darkened face. "You did that on purpose …"
He purposely refused to help him make a fool of himself.
"I didn't."
Mu An wanted to stop laughing, but she was really sorry. She really couldn't control herself. It was only now that she realized how adorable and adorable Jane Wenmo could be.
"Then why are you still smiling …"
He was an idiot in that respect.
In the past, the food was served by someone else. Who would have known that the ingredients in the kitchen would turn out like that?
He had always felt that everyone in this world had their own responsibilities, so he did his job well. The kitchen was naturally done by a chef, so when would he ever think of entering the kitchen in his lifetime?
"Alright, I won't laugh, I won't laugh."
Mu An covered his mouth and took a deep breath to suppress his laughter. Then, he looked apologetically at Jane San and stuck out his tongue. "It's been hard on you. I'll teach him."
"It's not hard at all, it's not hard at all. I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep."
I just want to get out of here," she said.
The crowd outside the kitchen were also shocked.
Their numbers are too few ~
The lofty, elegant, noble, and cold male god had already collapsed.
It was all because of a kitchen idiot.
"Disperse, disperse. Do what you need to do. Come back tomorrow to clean up."
With a wave of his hand, the group of people knew that they would not end up well if they continued to stay, so they quickly left with their chief steward.
He slept. He slept.
Inside the kitchen, seeing that everyone had left, Jane Wenmo stared at Mu An and looked deeply at the smile on her face. He suddenly embraced her and asked warmly, "Are you feeling better?"
"Are you trying to make me happy?"
Mu An looked at him in surprise.
If that was the case, then his sacrifice was too great.
The whole family knew he was a kitchen idiot.
Puff.
"Yes, and no …"
Jane Wenmo looked at her skilled manner in cutting vegetables and hugged her tighter.
"It's just that I don't like the way you keep everyone out. It was too quiet when you were sitting there by yourself. It was so quiet that it was depressing."
He didn't like it.
"That's why you said you want to eat?"
Mu An stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at him.
Such a proud and pampered man, causing such a ruckus, was it all for her?
"I didn't eat well for dinner, so I'm a little hungry."
Jane Wenmo's eyes were somewhat evasive, but she still understood.
He did it for her.
He just wanted to find something for her to do.
There were so many servants in the house, and she wasn't the only one who could cook.
Therefore, eating the food she cooked was just an excuse, a clumsy excuse.
However, why was her heart so warm? Warm to the point of burning, it was filled with a piercing pain.
Did she have to do several good deeds in her life to get his love?
"Jane Wenmo, your lie isn't perfect at all."
"..." Do I need to lie? "
"Then why did you choose me?"
So many women could give him a choice, but he chose her who was the most troubled, the most unremarkable one.
"It's alright."
Jane Wen Mo said uncertainly, "You're the first one who wanted to buy me for a night with two hundred yuan. Originally, I wanted to ruthlessly abuse you so that you would have a good memory for your little hoof and know that offending me will not end well. "However, when I went to the Xi Family, I found out that you're just a paper tiger, pretending to be strong. That's why I'm curious, but once you start getting interested in something, it will be the beginning of a disaster …"