Green mans took a look at them and retreated to one side in silence.
Well, at this time, it's better to study with an open mind. It's better to forget about such things as beating a fat face and filling up a fat man.
Qingmang watched them busy at one side, and found a place where observation was convenient and did not disturb them. He watched quietly and learned by the way.
According to the nature of his workaholic, he must be in the study again. Probably, people who don't work will never realize the feeling of being dominated by work, such as her.
Qingmang glanced at the time, almost reading seven o'clock. It was just time to have dinner. He cleaned up and asked Lu yanmu to come down to eat.
When I finished the last bitter gourd pot, I had the feeling that the whole world was a mother. It was so cool.
Maybe it's inexplicable self-confidence. Qingmang feels that he has a kind of kitchen god attached to his body. When cooking, all the feelings are right and feel very happy. In less than half an hour, the remaining dishes are fried out of the pot.
Qingmang naturally did not know that he was looked down upon, full of confidence, ready to stir fry, cut the side of the order, began to start.
Anyway, they are watching. If the kitchen is burned, it can be remedied.
After confirming that Qingmang wants to stir fry dishes, she leaves a seat in silence and reserves enough space for her.
And before that, I did see green mans cooking. This posture has a model, and it will not burn the kitchen.
As soon as the servant looked at her posture, she knew that she was going to make a good performance. After taking a look at the rest of the dishes, it was not very difficult. It could probably be done.
"Well, let me try the rest. Dinner is ready. Let me have a try." Qing mang tied up his apron, washed his hands, and stood in front of the stove, a little eager to try.
When most of the hard dishes are ready, Qingmang looks at the rest of the dishes. These things are relatively simple and she can handle them by herself, so let her do it by herself.
Forget it, no matter what, there are many things in life. Just be simple.
But this time, is it a slap in the face?
Well, it's really very impressive to think about it. It saves a lot of effort.
It doesn't matter if she won't do it this time. She has learned and can try it next time. Perhaps the memory of rebirth is amazing, is one of the golden fingers.
Qingmang watched them busy and wrote down the order of their cooking. He probably knew when to put what dishes, what ingredients to put, how long it should take and when to start the pot.
It's better to be honest. The dishes can't be done. At least balsam pear can still be cooked.
It is estimated that Lu yanmu can see at a glance that a person with high intelligence quotient like him does not know. Moreover, if you taste it, you can know who it is, let alone cheat him.
Today, I was supposed to cook by myself, but it seems that I didn't cook in person, but I did it by myself. HMM What will she say later? Or did you just say it was done by yourself?
After smelling his clothes, Qingmang smelled of lampblack. Before asking Lu yanmu to eat, he went to his bedroom to change his clothes. Even if he ate at home, he would be beautiful.
Who let her opposite, later will sit a universe invincible handsome guy.
Delicious food on the table, beauty on the side, life won ah.