How could she forget the little angel, but as for him, she felt that instead of looking for his long-forgotten birthday, it would be better to just let him celebrate his birthday on the same day as the three little milk buns, which would be more lively.
The couple came to the kitchen. At this time, the old Taoist in the kitchen, Baili Fengfei Haier, was already busy.
Someone is washing vegetables, someone is burning firewood, and everything is ready.
Even the killer Jueqing was put on the shelf and was responsible for cutting vegetables and meat with his superb swordsmanship...
"Jieqing, you can leave the meat. You are responsible for making the noodles. The meat must be cut according to the texture of the meat to be delicious. Although you cut it into thin and neat slices, you did not cut it according to the texture.
The fried meat is not tender enough!”
As he spoke, the most handsome man in the generation rolled up his white sleeves, picked up the kitchen knife on the side, and cut the meat himself.
A martial arts practitioner with great swordsmanship would cut meat as if he had divine help. He would throw it into the air, and the sword would rise and the meat would fall.
A neat plate of meat was placed on the plate.
After cutting the chicken, he picked up the pork loin again, looked at it briefly, and then followed the same pattern.
The whole family is meat-free, so there is much more meat than vegetables in the kitchen.
Chicken, duck, goose, beef, mutton, pork, all the meats available in this town were bought, and they were all the most delicious parts.
The only thing I dare to do is to make a feast of poultry!
Baili Fenghua was cutting the meat while looking at the side dishes and ingredients. His mind was already racing about which kind of meat should be braised, steamed or stir-fried with ingredients...
When the meat was fried in plates, he directed Haier and Baili Fenghua how to cut the vegetables.
The student Junqing was there, kneading a lot of dough until his black clothes turned white, with a sad look on his face.
Seeing Baili Fengfei and Haier sitting at the door washing vegetables, I felt jealous!
Just because he couldn't pull off this face, he was always not as shameless as Baili Fengfei, clinging to Haier's side.
No, he can't go on like this. If he goes on like this, Haier will really not be his!
Therefore, Jueqing No. 100, a cold-blooded killer swordsman of a generation, started to act cute. He pushed the dough away and shouted: "I can't do it alone! Hai'er, help me!"
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"..."
I’m so surprised, even the ruthless people are starting to act cute. The world is becoming more and more loving!
Lu Qingqing turned around and smiled happily.
Hai'er raised his head, but before he could answer, Baili Feng suddenly stood up and said, "You have to ask for help even if you want to meet, but you are still the number one killer! If not, I will help, Hai'er."
My son is a woman, how can she be allowed to do such menial work!"
"..." Jueqing looked at him with raised eyebrows, but was silent for a rare moment.
Baili Fengfei originally thought that this annoying guy would not like him to help, but he didn't know that he didn't say anything.
Now, unable to get off the tiger, I could only walk over with a dark face to help make the dough.
However, just as he was kneading the dough with his hands, he saw Jueqing patting his hands calmly and calmly, then slowly looking at Baili Fengfei, and quietly said: "You are right, with a person
You can be alone, I won't join, I'll go help Hai'er, she is a woman, it's difficult for her to wash and chop vegetables alone..."
After saying that, he walked towards Haier very calmly.
