Although he was a little worried about this, he was also somewhat looking forward to it.
"Yes, you go up and take a shower. Once you're done, the food is ready."
Qian Xiaojue immediately pushed He Lianqing away. When He Lianqing finally left with interest, Qian Xiaojue became worried.
Originally, I planned to make fried rice to eat by myself. It didn’t matter whether it was difficult to eat or not.
But Helian Qing came back, and there was no servant at home...Does she really want to cook for him? It seems to be the first time besides marriage...Qian Xiaojue suddenly regretted letting Aunt Qian go back, at least Qian
They all like the food cooked by their aunt.
Qiu He is very good at cooking, and Qian Xiaojue also learned a little this time outside.
But, after all, I have no actual combat experience.
I hope...it will be smoother.
Qian Xiaojue took out green peas and vegetables from the refrigerator, then found vermicelli and pickled peppers, fried rice with green peas, tomatoes and eggs, and made a vermicelli soup with pickled cabbage and pickled peppers?
Fried rice is very simple. She learned this soup on this trip. After drinking it, she thought it tasted very good. She also wanted to give him a try.
I just hope that I don’t mess up, and whether I like it or not seems to be secondary.
Qian Xiaojue put on her apron, took a deep breath, picked up the kitchen knife again, and sharpened it.
Half an hour later, He Lianqing came downstairs leisurely in home clothes. Surprisingly, he didn't smell the smell of paste, but instead had a faint fragrance wafting over him. Then he realized that he was indeed a little hungry.
Qian Xiaojue was coming out of the kitchen with soup in her hands. There were already two plates on the table, filled with red, green, yellow and white fried rice, which looked delicious and delicious. Then there were two empty bowls, two spoons, and a large bowl.
A bowl of...sauerkraut and vermicelli soup.
"You actually know how to do this?" He Lianqing sat down and looked at Qian Xiaojue, a little incredulous.
"Actually, this is the first time I've made it... However, I am confident that tonight's meal will not taste bad." Qian Xiaojue sat down across from him and reached out to pour a bowl of soup for Helian, "This soup is spicy.
It's sour, but it's really delicious. Try it quickly. There's also fried rice. I've tried it. It's neither salty nor bland. It's very suitable. Although the rice is a little sticky, it doesn't affect it."
There was a hint of joy and expectation on her face. He Lianqing reached out to take the soup bowl and the spoon. He glanced at Qian Xiaojue and said, "Thank you for the hard work of cooking. I'll serve you the soup."
After saying that, he gently and carefully took the small bowl and served it to Qian Xiaojue.
Qian Xiaojue waited quietly. When he brought the soup to her hand, Qian Xiaojue smiled lightly.
"Let me have a taste." He Lianqing put down the big spoon and picked up a spoon full of fried rice. He put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed under Qian Xiaojue's wide eyes.
The expression on his face was always calm, and he frowned slightly until he swallowed. Qian Xiaojue's heart trembled slightly, and he looked at Helian Qing uneasily.
Helian Qing did not rush to comment, but drank another spoonful of soup. It was indeed spicy and sour, but it was very delicious.
Helian Qing put down his spoon, wiped his mouth, looked at Qian Xiaojue and finally commented: "Well, this is the first time I eat the food you cooked, Mao'er... the taste is better than I expected. I will put it
This plate of fried rice includes the soup."
He Lianqing's evaluation of face made Qian Xiaobi couldn't help but laugh happily: "I knew it, haha... it won't be bad." She did it so carefully and carefully, following the steps exactly, how could it be wrong?