Chapter 111

In a flash, Sunday will soon arrive.

Ruan Xiaomo got up early. He was calm on the surface and flustered in reality.

What should I do to date Jin liefeng?

He prepared everything before, she never took the initiative

Wait a minute, she's putting all those things Is it all a date?

Ruan Xiaomo sat in the hall and was blindfolded.

Is it a date for her to get along with Jin liefeng?

Most of the time, it's a surprise he prepared for her, right?

He took her through death racing, cruise gambling, exotic festivals

It's impossible for her to take him on such a date

At best, go to the playground in s city. Don't many couples go back to the playground?

Even if she doesn't swipe his black card, she can still afford to pay for the tickets to the amusement park.

After a while, Jin liefeng got up. She just wanted to say that if she wanted to go to the amusement park today, she heard him ask, "besides porridge, what else can you do?"

Ruan small foam Leng for a while, he asked this to do what? Isn't it a date?

"Why don't you talk?" He buttoned the collar of his housecoat and looked up at her.

Ruan Xiaomo said quickly: "will I can cook noodles. "

Instant noodles are also instant noodles.

Porridge is because its difficulty is second only to instant noodles, and no instant noodles greasy.

As for the others

She won't

Jin liefeng looked at her unexpectedly: "don't you girls all know how to cook?"

Most of the women who used to look for opportunities to turn to him would make good dishes.

You can master all kinds of cuisines.

But Ruan Xiaomo Besides porridge, can you only cook noodles?

But it's OK to cook noodles. There are many kinds of noodles. It's also an ability to make delicious noodles.

Jin liefeng didn't say anything more about her, so he told Julie to go down and let the kitchen get ready, while he went to the study to deal with some company affairs.

Soon, before noon, the kitchen was ready.

The chief chef of the Imperial Palace came and asked Ruan Xiaomo to come, "Miss Ruan, please have lunch for the young master at noon."

Ruan Xiaomo nodded, his smile was very guilty.

She took the apron with great grace, put it around her, and was taken all the way to the kitchen by the chief chef.

The kitchen, which used to be busy and complicated, has completely changed.

All the appliances seem to have been replaced.

It can be seen that everything has been sorted out, as if no one has ever cooked anything.

Ruan Xiaomo looked at the chief chef stupidly: "how has the kitchen changed?"

The chief chef bent over to her, "it's the young master's order that the kitchen change everything into the tools for cooking noodles. Because miss Ruan is good at cooking noodles, but I don't know what noodles you are used to cooking, so I asked people to buy all the cooking utensils back."

Ruan Xiaomo looked at the things hanging, placed and folded in the kitchen. He was at a loss.

Are these things for cooking noodles?

How come she doesn't know much?

Seeing that she began to identify the cooking utensils to be used later, the chief chef immediately asked, "Miss Ruan, what kind of pasta do you plan to cook? Do you need any ingredients? "

Ruan Xiaomo felt a little headache.

"I..." "I often cook Instant noodles... "

"Instant noodles?" In the corridor behind her, Jin liefeng suddenly snorted, "Ruan Xiaomo, are you crazy?"

She's going to cook instant noodles, which are extremely simple, rough and unbearable to eat?!

If she really wants to, he'll just end the appointment early!

Ruan Xiaomo was flustered and turned back: "no! How can I cook such noodles for you! "

Jin liefeng's fastidious appetite makes it convenient for him to eat. I'm afraid that in his eyes, it's no different from poisoning him

Needless to say This kind of idea is completely to pass off!

Unless she wants to lose it.

Jin liefeng is tall, standing behind her and looking at her with drooping eyes. His displeasure does not fade. "What kind of noodles are you going to cook?"

He listened to her just now.

The noodles she often cooks are instant noodles

So her skill in other pasta

Ruan Xiaomo hesitated for a moment, "it's a very common kind of noodles with soup. The wide and thin ones are OK. The ingredients are some seasonal vegetables, and then the seasoning is oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar."

Sounds like, at least it's not as simple as instant noodles, which can be disposed by tearing open the seasoning bag.

Jin liefeng nodded and asked the chef to buy this kind of pasta quickly. The ingredients and ingredients would be used.After a while, everything was bought.

Buy it all literally.

Ruan Xiaomo was shocked when he saw boxes of things moving into the kitchen.

This is Put all the things that can match this kind of surface Have you bought them all back?!

It's just noodles. Do you want to exaggerate?!

After the code number of things was put away, the chief chef stood respectfully, "Miss Ruan. You can start cooking noodles for the young master. "

Jin liefeng was sitting at the table in the middle of the kitchen, with a Bluetooth headset pinned to her ear. She was having a conference call with the other end of the phone, and she didn't seem to notice her side.

Nevertheless, Ruan Xiaomo is still under great pressure.

If she had been in Ruan's house before, she would have known that one day, the technology of cooking noodles would occupy such an important moment in her life. She would practice it all the time and every day.

It's just that now, she's left to her fate.

In that pile of ingredients for a long time, finally, she chose some things she knew better as ingredients.

Wash vegetables, cut vegetables, boil water, etc., put noodles into the pot, and stir with chopsticks.

Everything seems to be in order.

Ruan Xiaomo's back looks like a model.

Jin liefeng's conference call ended temporarily. He took off his Bluetooth headset and stared at the petite figure, busy at the Liuli desk.

In the air came the smell of cooked vegetables, as well as the fresh smell of spices.

Maybe, in fact, she is not bad at cooking noodles, but she is usually lazy to cook, so she often cooks instant noodles.

He was in a bad mood at the thought that she used to eat such nutritious food.

"Ruan Xiaomo." He told her: "you are not allowed to eat instant noodles from now on!"

Eating too much of this kind of food is bad for your health. If he doesn't eat it, she can't either!

Ruan Xiaomo Oh, good

What else can she say?

When she was in the Imperial Palace, he would know what she ate, how much she ate and whether she ate on time.

Even if he did not say, how could she have a chance to eat in the imperial palace!

As for if she really found a chance and way to leave him, he could not care what she ate, right?

It usually doesn't take much time to cook this kind of noodles with simple ingredients and production process.

The soup head is a common seasoning and noodle soup, and the side dishes are simple green fresh vegetables and a few pieces of tomatoes cut into pieces. The white and yellowish noodles are arranged in the bowl. It looks simple, but healthy and natural.

The chief chef put the bowl of noodles on the table beside Jin liefeng. "Young master, Miss Ruan's noodles are ready."

The expression of the chief chef is a little subtle.

After the end of the end of the face, he quickly stood to a more nearby position.

Just now he saw that Miss Ruan had seasoning.

She doesn't seem to understand how much seasoning should be added

Sugar and salt are not mistaken, but Soy sauce and vinegar The proportion seems to be a little exaggerated.

But he didn't know if the young master liked this kind of taste, so he had to take the noodles and stay away, so that if the young master didn't like it, the soup would splash all over him.

Ruan Xiaomo is still immersed in his original sense of accomplishment of cooking noodles.

The soup head is slightly red, the noodles are soft, vegetables and tomatoes match, it looks very good, this bowl of noodles, how to look, are high quality noodles that will make people move their fingers!

To say the least, even if it's worse than those world-class chefs in the kitchen of God's palace, it's enough to meet such a simple requirement.

With a confident smile on her face, Ruan Xiaomo watched intently as Jin liefeng picked up chopsticks with her slender and beautiful hands, then picked up a bunch of noodles and put them into her mouth

The look on his handsome face suddenly seemed to be frozen.

It was like someone suddenly fixed him. As soon as the noodles of that chopstick came into his mouth, he was completely fixed.

The confident smile on Ruan Xiaomo's face also calmed down, and then the smile slowly disappeared

What What happened?

Why does Jin liefeng not move?!

She cooked noodles, not narcotics!

No!

Anesthetics can't have this kind of effect

Ruan Xiaomo's heart immediately grasped. She watched Jin liefeng anxiously, walked forward two steps, and asked: "taste How's it going? "

The purple eyes moved, and then there was a roar -

"Ruan Xiaomo! Are you sure it's for people to eat? "

Ruan Xiaomo was shaken all over by his roar. Just now, he was full of confidence all over his body, and he was in a mess in the wind.

It's hard to Do you want to eat?

But she looks very good!

Ruan Xiaomo quickly draws a pair of chopsticks, walks to Jin liefeng in three or two steps, takes his bowl and puts a small bunch of noodles in his mouth"Bah! Pooh, Pooh, Pooh! How salty

As soon as the noodles came in, she couldn't help spitting them out.

The taste It's not only bad, it's human poison!

The kind that can kill people in one bite!

Why?

When she poured the seasoning, she didn't put a lot of soy sauce and salt

Why is the noodles so salty

She looked up in bewilderment, right in front of Jin liefeng's cold face.

"You feel bad, too?" His tone can turn Ruan Xiaomo into a popsicle.

Ruan Xiaomo reluctantly smile: "er It's a mistake. I'll pour it and cook it again! "

She reached for the bowl, but it didn't move.

Jin liefeng's hand, just on the other side of the bowl, was staring at her coldly.

"You're going to pour the noodles you cooked for me?" His tone was light, with an inexplicable sense of dissatisfaction.