Sheng Xin suddenly felt that it was really a terrible thing for a man to go to the kitchen on a whim...
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In the end, Sheng Xin had to be forced to eat the so-called "wheat scones" he made.
As for the evaluation... there are only four words - not familiar at all.
Sitting in Zong Zhenglie's car, Sheng Xin kept thinking whether he should buy something to eat later or prepare some medicine for himself to prevent diarrhea.
Zong Zhenglie, who was driving the car, had a proud look on his face, and he wished he had the words "I can make breakfast" written on his handsome face.
When she arrived at the unit, Sheng Xin got off the car and was about to walk in when Zong Zhenglie suddenly opened the car window and called her, "Hey Sheng Xin, how about I bring you a lunch box at noon?"
Lunch box delivered at noon?
Sheng Xin's face immediately fell, "Zong Zhenglie, can you let my stomach go?"
If she doesn’t have enough to eat in the morning, she won’t be allowed to have a comfortable meal at noon?
"I'm really sad what you said." Zong Zheng curled his lips in displeasure, "How good my cooking skills are! When I was making breakfast this morning, I even thought that I have the potential to be a chef after I retire from the army! You Tell me if I can develop something?"
Sheng Xin looked at him speechlessly, and the subtext in his heart was: Please let everyone go.
"Okay, okay, you go to work quickly, I'm going to the supermarket to buy groceries for dinner!"
This was the first time Zong Zhenglie urged her to go to work quickly, but Sheng Xin didn't feel happy at all.
I secretly decided to eat something else before going home at night.
After watching Sheng Xin walk into the unit, Zong Zhenglie started the car and drove to the supermarket.
He still doesn't believe it. He can't even cook a meal?
Sheng Xin's contemptuous look just now deeply aroused his desire to win.
"Well, let's make Coca-Cola chicken wings tonight!" Zong Zhenglie said indignantly while driving the car, "I must make that stinky girl Sheng Xin praise my cooking skills! Hum, let her laugh at me!" ...Hey, but for Coke chicken wings, should I use Coca-Cola or Pepsi?"
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There are not many people in the supermarket in the morning. Those who should go to work have gone to work, and those who should go to school have gone to school.
Zong Zhenglie dragged the shopping cart back and forth inside, looking a bit like a good family man.
"The seasoning for Coke chicken wings...let me try ten packs first..."
"Chicken wings... Fifteen yuan a pound... It should be enough to buy them for 100 yuan, right?"
"Coke... let's get a box of Pepsi's delicious ones! Then try which one will taste better!"
After buying all the materials, Zong Zhenglie was slightly shocked by his results.
"There are so many chicken wings for one hundred yuan?"
After pushing the shopping cart and paying the bill, he was about to walk out of the supermarket when someone suddenly came over from behind and patted him.
Zong Zhenglie turned around and saw Guan Na in a white sportswear!
"Brother Lie? You are actually here?" Guan Na widened her eyes in surprise and looked at the items in his shopping cart, "Are you going to cook?"
"Yes." Zong Zhenglie nodded and said in a rather proud tone, "I have recently become obsessed with being a chef!"
Guan Na pursed her lips and smiled, "Can you really do it?"
"Not yet, still figuring it out." Although he wanted to say that he was a chef, the fact was before him.