Ye Fan smiled and couldn't help but chuckle, "If you like it, I can bake it for you anytime."
Well, there is nothing wrong with doting on your wife and daughter.
As long as the mother and daughter were happy, he was willing to do anything, so cooking didn't matter.
Seeing Tong Caiwei pick up the chicken drumstick, Ye Fan's calm green eyes showed a trace of expectation.
Even though he was hidden deeply, he disappeared quickly.
After biting into a chicken leg, Tong Caiwei's facial nerves suddenly tensed up.
Is this...this chicken leg...a little too salty and a little too sweet?
The chicken legs are brushed with a layer of honey and roasted, so that the roasted chicken legs are soft and fragrant.
I don’t know how much salt he put in, and how many layers of honey he applied.
This extreme saltiness and extreme sweetness are mixed together, and the taste is really special and strange.
"Yeah, delicious."
After all, this was Lord Ye Fan's first time, and Xiao Zimeng had lied to avoid him being disappointed. She couldn't be as considerate and sensible as her daughter.
"real?"
Although everyone unanimously approved it, Ye Fan was still a little unsure.
"Well, after all, it's your first time doing it, so it's already pretty good." Tong Caiwei swallowed the food in her mouth, picked up the water on the side and took a few sips.
It seems that Lord Ye Fan has no talent in cooking.
The two children also ate all the chicken legs in their hands with great difficulty.
Water has become the most sought-after thing.
Ye Fan was not stupid. Looking at their posture, he knew that the chicken legs he grilled were not as good as they said.
He took a piece and took two bites, frowned, put down the chicken drumstick in his hand, shook his head first, and then sighed melancholy, "I put a little too much salt and honey. Don't eat any more."
As he said that, he picked up the remaining chicken legs and pretended to throw them away.
Tong Caiwei grabbed his hand and comforted him, "Actually, it's already very good. At least this chicken drumstick still looks very beautiful and sells well. As for the taste, they say practice makes perfect. How could anyone cook it for the first time?
It’s so delicious. The first time I cooked it, the rice was almost burnt.”
They say that daughters are caring little cotton-padded jackets.
Seeing that her dad seemed a little bit shocked, Xiao Zimeng's cotton-padded jacket came over, hugged Ye Fan's arm and leaned against him, and comforted him sensibly, "Daddy, I think the roasted chicken legs are the best in the world."
Tangtang loves to eat chicken legs, no matter what they are, as long as they are made by daddy."
Ye Fan was just feeling relieved, feeling that his little baby was sensible and considerate, but he heard Xiao Zimeng change the topic, tilting her head and said to him, "Daddy, Uncle Mu's cooking is delicious, I like to eat him the most
The steak is cooked, daddy, you can learn from Uncle Mu, he is very good."
steak?
Although Ye Fan doesn't know how to roast chicken legs, he is very confident in the steak he makes.
At first, in order to pursue Tong Caiwei, he even cooked steak for her.
That was something he had studied for a long time.
He believed that nothing in the world was difficult unless he was willing. Since he could make a good steak, this roasted chicken leg would definitely be a good one as long as he spent some time.
What's more, his precious daughter praised another man in front of him.
She is still a love rival that he is still wary of and guarded against.
During Xiao Zimeng's five years of growth, he was absent for three years.