"Miss Su, I will not tell the master and his wife. You can rest assured about this." Thinking that Su Xiaoan was worried that the secret would be leaked if he helped, the old housekeeper explained in time.
"Uh..." Su Xiaoan would not tell the old housekeeper that she was unwilling to keep him here because she thought he was a hindrance.
"Butler, you are thinking too much. In fact, I have a problem with cooking. I don't really like other people's help. Really..." Su Xiaoan's face was so sincere that the housekeeper felt a little embarrassed.
"Then since Miss Su can handle it, I won't be a help here." Although the housekeeper really wanted to know how Su Xiaoan cooked quickly, it was better to go out first as Su Xiaoan said.
It would be bad if Su Xiaoan's cooking was delayed for this reason.
In fact, what the housekeeper did was quite right, because when Su Xiaoan brought out all the food, not only Yu Qingmei and Nangong Haotian's eyes were straightened.
Even Su Xiaobao, who followed Nangong Hexuan, did not dare to look directly at the pile of things in front of him.
"Xiaobao, are there meals for us there?" Nangong Hexuan whispered to Su Xiaobao on his shoulder with a cold sweat.
After all, let alone eating those things, they looked a bit unbearable.
"Daddy, don't worry, Mummy's nerves are still normal now," Su Xiaobao sighed and patted his father's shoulder. He really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to leave Mummy to him. "Mummy usually doesn't
It will accidentally hurt one of our own. If I guess correctly, the two sandwiches in the corner should be ours."
Following what Su Xiaobao said, Nangong Hexuan glanced at the two clean plates placed in the farthest corner from Nangong Haotian and Yu Qingmei. A fairly good-looking sandwich was lying on the plate.
So Nangong Hexuan and Su Xiaobao sat next to the sandwich very wisely and refused to look at what Su Xiaoan was putting in front of Nangong Hexuan and Yu Qingmei.
On the contrary, Su Xiaoan looked excited, looking at the livid faces of Yu Qingmei and Nangong Haotian: "Madam, this is your sashimi. My knife skills are not very good, so I just used a meat grinder. Please bear with me."
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As he spoke, Su Xiaoan put down a basin of miserable raw fish, with drops of blood on it. Not to mention the fishy smell, the scales on it were even uglier than Yu Qingmei's face at this moment.
Is this sashimi? It looks like the corpse of a fish, or a fish that has been cut into pieces! Let alone eating it, you will feel nauseated just looking at it.
"Master, this is your medium-rare steak," Su Xiaoan said, scratching his head a little embarrassedly, "I don't have a good grasp of the heat, so the result may be a little off, so please be patient.
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After saying that, he put the whole steak on the table. Nangong Haotian squinted at the so-called medium-rare steak in front of him and frowned. Can anyone tell him why this so-called medium-rare steak was in front of him?
One steak will be cooked to the point of being mushy, while the other one is still dripping with blood?
Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian raised his eyes and glanced at Su Xiaoan, his brows furrowed even deeper.
Seemingly seeing Nangong Haotian's doubts, Su Xiaoan was naturally obliged to give him a good explanation.