"Ah?" Su Rulan watched Ye Weiran enter the room with suspicion.
Is he sure he can help?
"Everyone, sit down quickly. I'll go in and take a look too." The village party secretary followed closely and followed him into the house.
"Stop, Ye Weiran is very good at cooking,"
Lu Yanxi took out the wet wipes from his bag and started wiping the table.
"I am not praising my husband. You are lucky today to taste Ye Weiran's cooking. It is super delicious."
"Really? How delicious can it be? Does it taste like a five-star hotel?"
Su Rulan was so angry that she screamed at her, and she squeezed next to her and wiped it with her.
Lu Yanxi raised his eyebrows proudly, "Anyway, you'll know when the time comes."
It doesn’t just taste like a five-star hotel, it tastes even better than that, okay?
I’m sure you’ll want to have another after one meal!
On the other side, Ye Weiran was "injured" before he even entered the kitchen, and his head hit the door frame with a "bang".
"Are you okay, young man?"
The village party secretary watched from behind and grinned, "The door frame in this house is short, a big guy like you has to be careful."
"How about you go out and wait, I'll just come and help."
Looking at Ye Weiran's hands, the skin is tender and the flesh is white and clean, and they don't look like they have been working for a long time. The village party secretary is afraid that if he comes in, he will cause more trouble than help.
"It's okay, there are many of us, how can Master Liu be so busy by himself?"
Ye Weiran rubbed his forehead twice, and this time he bent down to enter.
"Believe me, I am very good at my craftsmanship. I will show you my skills today."
I have agreed to treat everyone to a meal, so cooking the food myself can be regarded as a treat for everyone.
The family is cooking.
The kitchen has a cement floor, two large iron pots on the stove, and the somewhat dark room is filled with thick smoke.
"Ahem!" Ye Weiran was choked and coughed several times in succession. She reached out to wave away the smoke in front of her eyes, "Ahem, let me help cook some dishes."
"Can you do it?"
Da Liu was busy watching the fire while cooking, so he took the time to glance at Ye Weiran, full of suspicion.
"It must be possible!" Ye Weiran rolled up his sleeves and saw the unfinished ingredients beside him, so he took them over and continued.
Da Liu was stunned by his neat knife skills. The young man was indeed very clever.
"Then, you can do whatever you want."
Da Liu was indeed a bit busy. Originally, his wife was the one who had done the work, but she happened to have just given birth to a baby and was in confinement at home, so why not use someone who offered to help.
Ye Weiran has cooked many times, but this is the first time in such an environment.
The knife in my hand is super heavy. After cutting a few potatoes, I almost completed today's iron lifting task.
The cutting board was a round, thick wooden block that was placed to match Da Liu's height. Ye Weiran had to bend down to use it, which soon gave her back pain.
These are all secondary, lighting a fire is the big problem.
When two stoves were used together, the original fire was not strong enough, so Da Liu asked him to add some firewood.
Ye Weiran agreed, then squatted on the ground and began to study a bunch of twigs and small wood on the ground.
After picking a few that he liked and holding them in his hand, Ye Weiran tilted his head and looked at the small hole under the stove. The small flame inside was burning red. He had only seen it on TV before, which was quite strange.
"Why are you standing there? Hurry up, the fire is too low and the food will not taste good."
"oh!"
Ye Weiran added the branches one by one, carefully as if doing some scientific experiment.
"There's a fan over there, let's fan ourselves."
"Okay!" Ye Weiran obediently took the fan and fanned it twice at the stove. He was burned by a burst of smoke and almost shed tears.
If there wasn't a window in the kitchen, the visibility in the house would probably be less than two meters.
Master Ye has never done this kind of thing before. The kitchen appliances and appliances in his home are all the latest smart models.
I don't believe that I can handle those smart products but I can't handle a big iron pot. For the sake of my wife, I must prepare this meal today.
Ye Weiran deliberately cheered himself up before putting the food in the pot.
Lu Yanxi, who was lying on the window sill and peeking, couldn't help but feel that he was cute and handsome.