"Only a fool like you would believe it. There is no one in this world who can't cook. Don't forget, most of the five-star chefs are men."
"!!!"
Sure enough, I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe a man's mouth.
At this time, the oven has been turned on, and a scent of cumin, green coriander, golden potato slices, red carrots and a few florets of broccoli are served.
She looked like a monster. Because, she just wanted to eat fried lamb chops at this time - roasted lamb legs, roasted whole lamb, lamb chops... they were all her favorites.
"What are you looking at? Go get the glasses. Get the two new wine glasses from the upper floor and the bottle of red wine. Look for yourself. There is a bottle without any label..."
Red wine, grilled lamb chops, and a few side dishes, a combination of Chinese and Western, neither fish nor fowl. However, they are full of color, flavor, and presentation.
After running around for a day, she only ate ice powder for lunch. The temperature was too high before and she didn't feel hungry. But when she got home, it was very air-conditioned and her stomach growled immediately. She didn't answer him at all and started eating immediately.
The ends of the grilled lamb chops were carefully wrapped with tin foil. She took the lamb chops with her hands and ate them without any ceremony.
But he calmly took a sip of red wine and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke. There are three big pieces for each person, which is enough for you to eat."
After eating two large pieces, I finally had some food in my stomach, so I raised my glass of red wine and took a sip: it was very sweet and cold.
He raised his glass and clinked it with her.
"This is the red wine brewed by the Queen Mother. When the grapes come out every year at the best time, she will choose the best grapes and brew a large barrel of it. Does it taste good?"
She put the cup to her lips and paused.
For some reason, when I hear the word "Queen Mother", I always feel flustered, as if there is someone standing behind me with a whip, chilling - especially since Wang Donglin is so busy cooking and so deliberately attentive - he is afraid of accidentally
, relying on pampering to become spoiled again.
She drank it all in one go and poured herself another glass.
"This is wine, not water. Don't drink too much."
She muttered: It's obviously just like a drink.
I immediately started eating the last piece of lamb chop. After I finished eating, I was still not satisfied. I had eaten enough for a long time, but because I ate too fast, my stomach had not yet reacted and the signal of fullness was not sent in time.
This is how fat people are made.
When I looked, I saw there were two more sticks on his plate.
He glared: "Why are you looking at me helplessly?"
"..."
He slowly took one from the plate and gave it to her: "Who told you not to eat well at noon? Are you too hungry? If you overeat, you may get sick."
She hummed and ate the mutton chop without any hesitation.
He looked at her with interest, and only then did he understand what "beautiful and delicious" meant - just seeing her eating so deliciously, he was already full.
I feel very comfortable and relaxed. After more than two months of separation, even cooking a meal for her is a great enjoyment.
"Back then, we were training in the field, and the environment was extremely harsh. I got lost in the jungle, and lived on wild fruits and vegetables for seven or eight days in a row. Later, I caught an ibex, lit a fire, roasted it, and ate it. At that time, I only had a little bit of food on my body.
Just sprinkle the salt on it, and it was the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life... Later, I have always liked lamb chops..."
She was annoyed, this guy turned out to be good at everything. She used to think he could only cook glutinous rice balls and instant noodles.
