After leaving the antique market, Zhao Yang checked the time and saw that it was already past four o'clock. Remembering that he had promised Lin Xueqi this morning to cook a meal for her, Zhao Yang went directly to a nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables.
Zhao Yang didn't buy many vegetables. After all, there were only two people to eat, so too much would be a waste.
When he returned home, there was no one in the hall. Lin Xueqi's door was closed, and he didn't know if she was at home. Zhao Yang didn't care and went straight into the kitchen with the vegetables he just bought.
There are all the necessary kitchen utensils and seasonings at home. It can be seen that Lin Xueqi occasionally cooks something at home.
Zhao Yang took out the half of a native chicken he just bought and washed it, then washed the chopping board. Zhao Yang picked up the kitchen knife and skillfully made a large and dazzling knife pattern, and then "swish" a few times. After a burst of knife light, half
The native chicken has been cut into pieces.
With Zhao Yang's knife skills, even a top chef would have to be defeated.
Who makes Zhao Yang a cultivator? Even though he has no cultivation now, he still has control over his strength. Cutting vegetables is simply a piece of cake and not worth mentioning.
The dishes Zhao Yang is going to make are also very simple, including a native chicken stewed with mushrooms, a steamed crucian carp, a braised pork rib and a green vegetable.
There's only two people to eat, so there's no need to cook too much.
Zhao Yang is very skilled in cooking. After all, he has stayed in the "Diyuan Xianlu" for more than five hundred years. Although he spent most of his time in cultivation, especially after he has achieved success in cultivation, he can be able to live without grains and have a good meal style.
Drink dew.
However, occasionally I would make some food in my spare time to satisfy my appetite, which could be regarded as a break from the boring and arduous life of cultivation.
Although I haven't learned it seriously, after hundreds of years, even a pig can make good dishes.
Soon, the entire kitchen began to be filled with waves of aroma...
Lin Xueqi, who was holding her computer in her room and reading gossip news, suddenly sniffed. After smelling the rich fragrance, she suddenly felt a craving. Her heart moved, and she quickly dropped the computer and stood up, wearing a pair of flip-flops.
He ran out with a bang.
"Wow, it smells so good! What are you stewing?"
Lin Xueqi got into the kitchen and sniffed hard a few times, then asked with a slanderous look on her face.
Zhao Yang already knew when Lin Xueqi walked in, and said without looking back: "Local chicken stewed with mushrooms. Let it simmer for a while and it's almost done."
As he spoke, there was a "squeaking" sound, and the braised pork ribs were taken out of the pot and shoveled into the plate on the side.
"Here, take this braised pork ribs out and I'll fry some green vegetables."
"Oh, okay!"
Lin Xueqi looked at the steaming and fragrant braised pork ribs on the stove. She didn't care whether they were hot or not, so she reached out and picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Uh-huh, it's so hot!"
Lin Xueqi opened her mouth and hurriedly breathed out hot air while shouting inarticulately. However, she quickly chewed up the piece of ribs and spat out a smooth bone.
At the end, he stretched out his little tongue and rolled it around his mouth. He put his fingers that were stained with a lot of soup into his mouth and gently licked it.
Zhao Yang, who was next to him, turned his head and saw Lin Xueqi's extremely charming and alluring look, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said: "Bring the dishes out quickly. I've never seen you so greedy! It's just been cooked.
I dare to put the ribs directly into my mouth without fear of being burned and blistered."
Lin Xueqi wrinkled her cute nose and hummed: "You have to worry about it! Hum, I just want to try to see if your ribs are delicious first. I tasted it and found that the ribs were only average.
Unsatisfactory!”
After saying that, Lin Xueqi didn't wait for Zhao Yang to speak, twisted her waist, and walked out of the kitchen with the plate of braised pork ribs.
Lin Xueqi took out the plate of braised pork ribs but did not come back into the kitchen. After Zhao Yang fried the vegetables in a few times, the steamed crucian carp and native chicken with stewed mushrooms were also ready.
After turning off the fire, Zhao Yang walked out with green vegetables and freshly baked steamed crucian carp in each hand.
When he walked into the living room, he discovered that Lin Xueqi was sitting alone at the dining table, gnawing on ribs like a greedy little cat. There were already many bare bones piled up in front of her.
"Didn't someone just say that the cooking of these ribs was unsatisfactory? Why are you eating it like a greedy cat now?" Zhao Yang put the vegetables and crucian carp on the table and glanced teasingly.
He glanced at Lin Xueqi.
"Humph, don't be proud of yourself. This girl is just too hungry." Lin Xueqi continued to chew on a piece of ribs she held between her fingers, while forcing herself to defend herself.
But after she said these words, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
She raised her head and glanced at Zhao Yang, enjoying the delicious pork ribs in her mouth. Lin Xueqi couldn't help but thought to herself: Although this guy is not a good person, his braised pork ribs are indeed pretty good. Hmm, why didn't I think so before?
Braised pork ribs can be so delicious!
Seeing Lin Xueqi's expression of enjoying herself but forcing herself to quibble, Zhao Yang couldn't help but smile and stopped arguing with her. He said, "Okay, if you're hungry, go to the kitchen and get some bowls and chopsticks to eat."
After a while, Zhao Yang went into the kitchen again and brought out the stewed chicken.
At this time, Lin Xueqi couldn't wait to take two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and make a bowl of rich and fragrant local chicken soup.
"Here, this is for you, as a reward for cooking."
As she said this, Lin Xueqi handed the bowl of chicken soup to Zhao Yang.
This made Zhao Yang a little surprised, and he couldn't help laughing and joking: "Hey, I didn't expect that our Miss Lin would actually make soup for me in person. I'm really flattered!"
Lin Xueqi's small nose wrinkled, and immediately turned into a fierce expression: "Humph, do you want it? If not, I will drink it myself!"
"Yes, yes, of course I want it. It's rare that Miss Lin makes the soup herself, how can I not accept it!" Zhao Yang quickly took the bowl, then scooped up a spoonful, blew on it and drank it.
After smashing his mouth, Zhao Yang was quite satisfied with the chicken soup he had stewed.
Over there, Lin Xueqi also made herself a bowl. After taking a sip, her eyes suddenly lit up and she immediately began to enjoy it. After a while, the bottom of the bowl of chicken soup was gone.
"How about it? Isn't the soup I made good?"
Zhao Yang said.
Lin Xueqi squinted her eyes for a while. Although she didn't want to admit it, the soup made by Zhao Yang was indeed delicious. It was no worse than those made by those chefs.
In the end, Lin Xueqi had no choice but to say in a reserved and nonchalant manner: "Yeah. It's okay. Just so-so."
As he said this, he couldn't help but drink another bowl for himself.
Seeing that Lin Xueqi was still being stubborn, Zhao Yang just smiled and didn't expose it. At this moment, Zhao Yang felt that his tenant was quite interesting, and it would be nice to tease her occasionally.
After drinking two bowls of chicken soup in a row, Lin Xueqi moved her chopsticks to taste other dishes.
I have to say that Zhao Yang's cooking skills are indeed very good. Even if Lin Xueqi deliberately wants to find fault, she has to admit that her taste buds have been conquered by these simple dishes.
"Wow, don't take it from me, this piece of ribs is mine!"
"And this fish head is mine too!"
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As the two of them ate, Lin Xueqi gradually let go, not caring about her ladylike demeanor at all. She was sweating profusely while eating, and kept fighting for food with Zhao Yang.
After eating this meal for more than half an hour, Lin Xueqi finally put down the bowl and chopsticks.
Leaning on the chair, Lin Xueqi touched her bulging belly and sighed with contentment: "I'm so full, I'm exhausted, hoohoo!"
Seeing Lin Xueqi's look, Zhao Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Who told you to eat like a foodie just now?"
Hearing this, Lin Xueqi rolled her eyes at Zhao Yang, stuck out her tongue and made a face, humming: "What's wrong with the foodie? Humph, I'm a naturally beautiful girl, even a foodie still has a good figure!"
As she spoke, Lin Xueqi stood up and struck a seductive pose, which made Zhao Yang feel a little moved. This girl's physical condition is indeed very good, with a beautiful face and a good figure, with curves in the front and back, and a concave and convex shape.
Especially what she is wearing now is a tight suspender T-shirt and sexy hot pants that only reach the roots of her legs, which fully demonstrates her perfect figure, and her two white and tender thighs are even more dazzling.
After coughing twice, Zhao Yang said, "You've eaten and drank enough. It's your turn to pack up the remaining things."
"I'll take care of it! You're a cheapskate!" Lin Xueqi glared at Zhao Yang, then rolled her eyes and said slyly: "Well, Zhao Yang, how about we discuss it?"
"What to discuss?"
Lin Xueqi giggled and said, "How about we cook and cook together in the evening? How about you cook and I wash the dishes?"
Seeing Lin Xueqi's greedy foodie look, Zhao Yang couldn't help but be speechless.
When Lin Xueqi saw that Zhao Yang didn't speak, she couldn't help but look at Zhao Yang pitifully and said, "At most, I can help you a little bit, okay? You don't want to eat gutter oil outside every day, do you?"
Phew!
Zhao Yang couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay. If I have time, I'll cook at home in the evening."
"Yeah! That's great, I'll be happy to eat it in the future!"
Lin Xueqi shouted excitedly, looking like she wanted to rush forward and kiss Zhao Yang hard.
In the end, she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, looking very playful.
