Hearing this, Li Zhongwu stopped and looked at her in surprise, "Is this your own house? Not a hotel?"
He had heard her order the female bodyguard in the car to go to Dingxiang Courtyard, and he subconsciously thought that Dingxiang Courtyard was a restaurant.
Unexpectedly, it was her own house.
Fang Xingtong smiled and nodded, "Yes! It's my own house."
Li Zhongwu frowned, "Didn't we say we were going to eat?"
The smile on Fang Xingtong's lips got a little thicker, "Yes! Didn't you say that you like women who can cook? Today I will cook some dishes for you, you can try them."
Li Zhongwu: "..."
Fang Xingtong: "Let's go! You're here, why don't you go in?"
While she was talking, her female bodyguard Sister Yun had already stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door.
"Forget it, let's just stop drinking!"
Finally, I opened the wine cabinet in the restaurant and turned around to ask him, "Mr. Li, do you want white or red?"
He sincerely praised it again.
Four dishes and one soup were served on the long dining table.
He didn't want to argue with her over such a trivial matter.
The sun outside the window gradually sets, and the sky gradually becomes dark.
At that time, he thought it was impossible.
Growing up next to his mother, he believed that a qualified wife and mother must be able to do laundry, cooking and housework.
Fang Xingtong's cooking skills are quite skillful.
He said nothing more, nodded, and walked into the courtyard gate.
Such tricky criteria for choosing a mate almost completely avoided all her advantages.
Then I saw her take out a smelly mandarin fish from the freezer, skillfully remove its scales and gills, disembowel it, and clean out its belly.
And "Nvhong", in ancient times, was embroidery, making clothes and other needlework.
Fang Xingtong did not ask her female bodyguards or housekeepers to help, she did everything herself.
"good!"
Dining room.
"Eat more if you like! Come on, I'll pour you some more wine!"
Braised beef with potatoes, braised mandarin fish, stir-fried broccoli, scallion chicken, and a soup.
Putting down the bottle, she sat down with a smile, picked up the wine glass in front of her and signaled, "Come! Mr. Li, let me toast you first. I wish you everything goes well and you can realize your wish as soon as possible."
Fang Xingtong was slightly relieved. She personally invited him here today and cooked such a table of dishes for him. What was the purpose?
There are two wing rooms here.
Because his mother knows all these things.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Li Zhongwu saw a woman in her forties coming up to her. She folded her hands in front of her belly and bowed her head to salute them, "Miss, I have prepared all the ingredients you want."
Li Zhongwu looked at Fang Xingtong and had some doubts in his heart that she really knew how to cook? She was the daughter of the deputy city lord, and the daughter of the rich daughter usually had to cook by herself?
He generally wouldn't consider girls who dress up all day long.
Li Zhongwu came back to his senses and smiled at her, "Do you need my help?"
Seeing Li Zhongwu looking at her blankly, she smiled sweetly, raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair hanging down by her face behind her ear, "Why are you standing here? Go sit and drink tea! I'll finish it in a moment.
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She has said so, what else can Li Zhongwu say?
Fortunately, she had been trained in cooking skills by her family since she was a child, otherwise there would really be nothing she could do against him.
Fang Xingtong followed beside him with a smile.
The way he looked at her was different from before.
Fang Xingtong agreed, and then introduced to Li Zhongwu, "Mr. Li, she is my housekeeper here. I rarely come here usually, she helps me take care of the place. I have been planning to invite you to dinner today.
So I asked her to prepare the ingredients for me in advance, let’s go? Let’s go to the kitchen?”
Li Zhongwu stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a little more fish and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a spicy and spicy taste mixed with a faint odor fill his mouth.
Fang Xingtong went to the kitchen and got two sets of bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses.
However, as she said, he has been here since he came, so it would be rude to turn around and leave at this time.
Thinking about it now, in previous movies and TV dramas, it seems that many of the ladies from landlords and wealthy families learned to be female celebrities, cooks, etc. since childhood.
Fang Xingtong smiled and said modestly: "Thank you for your praise. I have learned cooking from my mother and the cook in the kitchen since I was a child. I have learned cooking for so many years. At this level, you can get used to it.
Come! Try the stinky mandarin fish again. The braised stinky mandarin fish is one of our famous dishes in Tianfu City. Please give it a try."
Her bodyguard and housekeeper had been sent away by her long ago.
When he was a child, he had noticed early on that among the families in the village who were living a prosperous life, the hostesses were all good at housework and cooking.
Watching her enter the kitchen, washing and chopping vegetables, Li Zhongwu got up out of curiosity and walked to the kitchen door to watch her cooking.
As a young lady of the Fang family and the daughter of the deputy city lord, she is beautiful and elegant, and she has also personally founded a starlight clothing company with a high market value.
"Try the food! See how my cooking is and whether it suits your taste."
Li Zhongwu nodded, "Okay, then get busy! Don't worry about me."
Without hesitation, he strode over and helped her serve the food.
About half an hour later, she started cooking.
The walls are made of blue bricks, the beams are made of solid wood, and the roof is covered with black tiles.
He could identify all four dishes.
Li Zhongwu declined.
Don't you just want to conquer his stomach? Make him look at her with admiration?
Thinking of this, she felt helpless.
Fang Xingtong smiled and shook his head, "No! Just watch. I didn't prepare a few dishes today. They will be ready in a while."
They are all brick-timbered houses.
Putting down the wine glass, Fang Xingtong invited Li Zhongwu to eat.
Under the bright lights in the restaurant, they were the only two.
The two toasted and drank together.
The aroma of the dishes soon filled the kitchen.
He is very traditional at heart and has a rigid target for his future wife - that is, he must be able to do laundry, cooking and housework.
Her wine cabinet is filled with all kinds of red wine and white wine.
Food with a smell always tastes a bit strange.
But now, he found that Fang Xingtong seemed to meet his criteria for choosing a mate.
But the braised stinky mandarin fish tastes a bit strange, but it has a different taste. I smacked my lips and swallowed the fish meat in my mouth, but the taste in my mouth seemed to be still there.
When the lanterns first came on, Fang Xingtong finally turned off the stove. Looking back, she saw Li Zhongwu still standing at the door of the kitchen. She smiled and waved, "Mr. Li, come here and help me carry two dishes?"
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The house is also very clean, with solid wood floors on the ground and solid wood ceilings on the roof. The windows are large and bright.
Fang Xingtong showed him around the kitchen and dining room, and then invited him to sit in the dining room for a while. She took the apron handed by the butler, put it on, and casually asked the butler to make a pot of tea for Li Zhongwu.
Four dishes and one soup.
"Not bad! The mandarin fish tastes very good too. Your cooking skills are really good!"
What does she think my wish is? Is she sure she knows?
Looking at her skillful cooking techniques, Li Zhongwu was a little stunned, thinking of a rumor he heard when he was a child.
Li Zhongwu looked at her, smiled, and didn't really ask such a question. He picked up his wine glass and clinked it with hers.
"Thanks."
Suddenly, she seemed to sense Li Zhongwu's gaze at the door, and she suddenly turned back to look at Li Zhongwu.
One is the kitchen and the other is the dining room.
She skillfully cut a piece of frozen half-hard and half-soft beef into small pieces of even size, and then skillfully peeled two potatoes and cut them into small pieces.
Li Zhongwu saw her looking at him and waited for him to taste it. He picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He chewed it a few times and found that the beef was not cooked poorly at all. It didn't seem to be clogging his teeth. It was fresh and fragrant.
The taste is surprisingly good.
After agreeing, Li Zhongwu, led by Fang Xingtong, came to the wing on the west side of the yard.
In the kitchen.
This time, she didn't listen to him. Instead, she directly took out a bottle of red wine and walked back to the dining table. As she walked, she said, "That won't work! There's no feast without wine. It's rare to invite you here today. You must drink a little wine."
, since you don’t want to drink, let’s drink something red! Red wine is not very strong.”
When he was a child, he heard from his mother that in the past, the ladies from landlords' families were very good at embroidering, making clothes, and cooking.
"good!"
Li Zhongwu was surprised, but guests did as they pleased. Since Fang Xingtong invited him to the kitchen, he should go!
Li Zhongwu smiled and said, "Okay!"
Later, when he grew up, his views in this regard did not change much.
Then put it on the chopping board, lift the kitchen knife, and without thinking, carve criss-cross knives into the fish.
——A lady from a landlord's family should not be able to stretch out her hands for clothes and open her mouth for food? How could she have to embroider, make clothes, and cook with her own hands?
But today, when he witnessed Fang Xingtong's skillful cooking skills with his own eyes, he suddenly realized that he had taken it for granted before.
Li Zhongwu looked at the way she put on the apron skillfully, and he somewhat believed that she could cook.
Coupled with her text message proposal last night, he suddenly wanted to consider her.
Except for the last soup, although he watched her make it the whole time, he didn't know what it was.
All I know is that she cooked some fresh razor clams, took them out, peeled the shells, and picked off the dirt on the razor clam flesh, then added ginger, rice wine, and some kind of powder clumped into small pieces, and finally used
Use your hands to rub the many small pieces of flour onto the razor clam meat, add celery segments, and make a big bowl of soup.
Soon, she opened the wine bottle with her own hands and poured half a glass of red wine for him and herself.
Take me directly to the kitchen?
Want me to watch you cook with my own eyes?
On the contrary, those who often quarrel at home, beat their children, and steal men are almost all women who usually spend their time on dressing up.
Probably from that time on, in his mind, being able to do housework and cook was one of the prerequisites for a good wife and mother.
My wish?
"good!"
He had so many advantages and a good family background, but he seemed to ignore them. His criteria for choosing a mate were actually - big, gentle personality, and good at cooking.
Fang Xingtong looked away as she spoke and continued cutting and matching the dishes.
As soon as he raised his eyes, she still looked at him expectantly, and he nodded and praised: "This beef is good! I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."
As she spoke, she stood up and poured wine for him.
At this moment, Li Zhongwu suddenly stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand, frowned, and turned to look out the window of the restaurant.
He sensed murderous intent and also felt a strong sense of crisis suddenly descending on him.
He subconsciously looked at Fang Xingtong opposite, and saw that she was smiling. She seemed not to be aware of the crisis outside, and she had no ill intentions towards him.