Broken bowls were scattered on the floor, making it impossible to stand in the narrow kitchen.
Qi Yifeng had no choice but to sweep them away with a broom, and wipe off the sauce with kitchen paper.
After cleaning up the mess on the ground, let’s get the fried chicken wings that little girls love to eat.
He didn't pour all the fried chicken wings in like she did, but divided them into three batches and fried them four by four until golden brown.
The first batch was already fried, but he didn't dare to give it to her for fear that she would burn her mouth if she ate in a hurry.
After he had fried all twelve fried chicken wings, he turned off the fire and turned to wave to her.
The tail-wagging puppy who was waiting to eat heard his owner's call and immediately ran in happily, his eyes shining: "Is it ready to eat?"
"Yeah, but if you want to see how hot they are, let's eat these first." He picked out the first four and gave her a washed fork to use.
Carambola took the fork and carefully took a small bite with her teeth.
Well, it doesn't look very hot.
So he chewed it happily.
Qi Yifeng's right leg felt numb after standing for a long time, so he sat down on the wheelchair.
"It's delicious. The pickled taste is just right." After eating one, she forked another one.
He put it into the man's mouth attentively: "Try it, it tastes very good, comparable to that of a big hotel."
"I don't eat it, you eat it." He felt very happy when he saw her eating, and teased her with a smile: "I'm not like you, who doesn't like fried chicken."
Star Taotao took back her fork and after taking a bite, she snorted very proudly.
He smiled even deeper, stood up again, cleaned up the oil residue in the pot and poured out all the residue.
Stir-fry a green vegetable, braised pork with pickled vegetables and steamed eggs and you're done.
Yang Taotao stood beside him, watching him skillfully stir-fry one dish after another.
She found that he was very cooperative in handling the vegetables. When cooking the pickles and pork, he washed the rice and started cooking it.
The steamed eggs and fried vegetables are cooked in two separate ovens at the same time. When the soup is ready, the rice on the other side is also cooked.
Star Taotao followed him, and when he cooked something, she would use a fork to skewer it.
I popped it into my mouth while it was still hot, and while it was sizzling hot, I praised: "It's delicious, how can it be so delicious?"
Qi Yifeng tried to persuade her several times but failed, so he had to let her do whatever she wanted and kept some boiled water nearby.
If it was too hot to eat, he would ask her to drink water to wash away the heat.
While Qi Yifeng was filling the soup, she took out the fried vegetables and then took the bowls and chopsticks with a trembling voice.
After putting all the food out, Qi Yifeng went back to the room and changed out of his clothes.
The weather is too hot, and it’s easy to sweat when cooking or cooking.
When she came back, Star Taotao was sitting there politely. At this time, she had stopped eating her fried chicken wings.
Those big, sly eyes, staring at the bowls of delicacies and swallowing saliva, look really cute.
"Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat quickly." He slid the wheelchair opposite her, picked up the chopsticks and picked vegetables for her.
Carambola used to like light dishes, especially vegetables and cucumbers, but now her taste has changed and she only likes to eat meat.
He was afraid that her diet would be unbalanced, so he only served vegetables with vegetables.
She didn't like eating, so she pushed the green vegetables to the edge of the bowl and pursed her lips: "I'm waiting for you."
"You must eat the food." He said with a commanding tone.
"Oh." She pursed her lips, picked up vegetables, chewed them, and then gave him fried chicken wings.
"Don't want to eat anymore? Are you tired of it?" He looked at the remaining half of the fried chicken wings.