After dinner, Qiao Ye went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for Xie Yunshu. It wasn't that Master Zhang didn't cook enough, but that he felt a little guilty for not cooking for her for a long time. The two of them always ate out, and at home
When we eat, the cooks do all the cooking, and we don’t have to cook or cook the food ourselves, so the taste of home is missing unconsciously.
Opening the refrigerator, there were many of her favorite ingredients stored in it, including bamboo shoots, lilies, broccoli, and peas. Everything was very fresh. He thought about it for a while and decided to make something different for her today.
Master Zhang was waiting aside, wanting to help but not knowing what Qiao Ye was thinking, so he had to wait for his instructions. Butler Feng cleared the dining table outside and did not dare to leave to rest, so they all waited in the kitchen.
After Qiao Ye washed a piece of fresh pork, he caught a glimpse of the two people standing respectfully in the kitchen. He smiled and said, "You can't accompany me anymore. Go back to the room. I'll call you again sometimes." They also waited for the two of them all afternoon.
None of it is easy.
Master Zhang did not step back, but asked: "Sir, do you have any ingredients to prepare? Let's do it. You can make it yourself." Although it was just a few side dishes, each ingredient had to be picked up, washed, and cut.
, it takes a lot of time, seeing that Qiao Ye is also tired today, and he is not very skilled in cooking a meal, he is probably tired.
Qiao Ye didn't want them to help, so he refused: "No, it's rare for me to cook for her, so of course I have to do it myself. You can step back."
Speaking of this, the two of them could no longer stand around in the kitchen and said, "Okay, call us if you have anything." Then they left the kitchen.
"Yeah." Qiao Ye put the washed meat into the meat grinder, smashed it all into small minced meat, put it in a small bowl and waited for cooking, and then continued to wash other ingredients.
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Xie Yunshu was sleeping hazily, but his eyes were stung by the chandelier that suddenly turned on. He raised his hand to block the light in front of his eyes, turned over and looked at the door, and saw Qiao Ye coming in carrying a tray, which should be food.
Her good sleep was disturbed, and she couldn't feel happy. She couldn't blame him for kindly bringing the food upstairs. She stayed on the big bed without moving or speaking, and her sleepiness was still lingering.
Then, a burst of fragrance drifted towards her who was still lazy, and her stomach drummed, reminding her that it was past meal time and she was very hungry and could not sleep anymore.
Qiao Ye put the tray on the bedside table, sat by the bed and watched her eyes change from hazy to bright. He turned to the food he brought in. Before he could see it clearly, he was already so greedy that he was drooling.
She asked: "Husband, what did Master Zhang cook today that smells so good?" The bedside table was a little higher than the big bed, so she couldn't see the dishes on the tray while lying on the bed, but the aroma was very tempting.
He smiled and replied: "It wasn't him who did it, it was me." Seeing the ignorant girl become interested in food, the process was really interesting and cute.
"What kind of food?" She huddled under the quilt, with only one head exposed, and asked him, who was looking down at her.
Qiao Ye looked at the dishes on several small plates, including the steaming rice, and replied: "Home's set meal." He knew that for her, no matter how delicious a meal outside was, it was not as good as the familiar taste at home.
Because of her childhood.
"Huh?" Xie Yunshu was stunned, why would he give the food such a name? It's just like a Taiwanese drama.
He gestured to lift her quilt and said, "We'll find out if we get up and take a look." Why did she not get up to eat even though her eyes were shining?
She hurriedly grabbed the quilt on her body and said awkwardly: "But it's so comfortable under the quilt." In fact, she was so embarrassed wearing professional clothes when sleeping, so she closed her eyes and fumbled to take off all her clothes. If her son saw it now,
, how unbearable the feeling is.
Qiao Ye keenly noticed that there were clothes scattered everywhere on the bed, so he got up and helped her get a nightgown, handed it to her and said: "Go back to sleep after eating, little pig."
She reached out to take the nightgown into the quilt, put it on sideways, pulled up the skirt, then lifted the quilt and sat up, and replied to him: "Why do you sleep with the piglet every day..." Her eyes turned to the tray aside.
At that moment, I was stopped by the tasty and delicious food. The next second, I was willing to admit that I was a little pig and wanted to start eating immediately.
He was very satisfied with her stunned reaction and asked with a smile: "How is it? It feels like home, right?"
Xie Yunshu reached out and grabbed the spoon and replied hurriedly: "Yeah! I like it so much!" Green peas fried with minced meat, seaweed and egg soup, rich soup of ants climbing trees, and dried radish and pickles, a simple set
, but it is a home-cooked dish that is rare to eat.
Qiao Ye stopped her tendency to scoop the peas with a spoon and reminded her: "Go wash up first and then eat. You look like you haven't woken up yet."
When she heard that she would be hungry for a while longer, she was extremely reluctant and said coquettishly: "How is it possible? I woke up completely after seeing such delicious food." Then she blinked her bright eyes at him a few times, looking high-spirited.
He held her waist and asked her to get out of bed, but he could not retort: "You have to brush your teeth, wash your face and comb your hair first, otherwise you will be sorry for my meal." In fact, he brushed his teeth after going to bed and then ate for her health.
She reluctantly got out of bed, wrapped herself in her nightgown, lazily walked to the bathroom, and muttered: "Oh, even diners are picky, the food can be cooked quickly." She could eat the spoonful of peas just now.
The minced meat was put into his mouth, but he blocked it.
He smiled behind him and said: "Go and wash up quickly, I'm so greedy that my saliva is dripping out."
Xie Yunshu washed up hastily in the bathroom, rolled up his sleeves, and returned to the bedside in the bedroom. He brought the tray to the small round table in the room, sat on the stool and stretched out his hand to move it.
Qiao Ye moved to the table with her and sat down, contentedly looking down at her as she gulped down the food.
While eating, she asked him: "Have you eaten your dinner?" He might have eaten most of such a delicious dish before it was cooked.
He said helplessly: "It's nine o'clock now, what do you think?" It was seven o'clock when she got home, and she had just slept for two hours.
Xie Yunshu said awkwardly: "Well, I had a midnight snack and dinner at the same time." It was already nine o'clock as soon as she went to bed, but she still felt that she hadn't slept enough. If it weren't for the temptation of such a delicious meal, she might have been able to sleep.
the next morning.
Qiao Ye handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth, "It's okay, we can go to bed later and let you sleep to digest." Anyway, his energy was good, so he could stay with her for a while.
She ate happily, mixed with the fragrant seaweed soup, and soon she swallowed half the bowl of rice. She praised him: "Husband, I didn't realize you could make such delicious home-cooked food. It's like a cook."
level."
He smiled softly and replied: "I feel so happy now. Be good in the future and I can cook it for you more often. I was a little tired today, so I only cooked simple dishes." But seeing that she was eating happily, she must have a good taste.
She secretly sighed, saying that such a delicious dish is simple, it must be deliberately teasing her. Then she asked: "Is it the type of complex Man-Han Banquet?"
