After hearing this, Mu Mingqian didn't force it, "I understand, can you add your contact information?"
Xu Qingzhi: "Okay."
She asked Paper Man to help clean up her WeChat account some time ago, and now WeChat is quite empty, with not many people in it.
There was no other reason than that someone who had joined her in the entertainment industry had privately messaged her about buying groceries, but she ignored him. As a result, the celebrity posted on Weibo that she was being ignored because she was popular.
Simply, let the paper man delete all these irresponsible people.
Mu Mingqian's brother is not such a boring person.
Mu Mingqian told his brother and added WeChat.
He entered the house and walked to the kitchen.
"Brother, let me cook tonight."
"How can that be done!" Xu Fuqiang stretched out his hand to refuse, blocking his movement. There was no reason to let the guests do it, not to mention that they helped collect the potatoes for two days.
That sentence "Master" inexplicably made the whole table laugh.
There is only double-skinned milk, and there is no other dessert that looks light yellow. The white grains sprinkled below can be mistaken for white sugar, and it looks like corn on the outside.
Even Xu Zijun and Xu Qingzhi looked satisfied after eating.
"Master, please make vinegar cabbage."
Aaron took off his chopsticks directly and said, "Just like that, poke a piece of it and you can't eat it with it between your fingers."
It's obviously the same ingredients, but when made by the same person, the taste is not the same.
After Wang Yanmei finished cooking, she tidied up the kitchen. There was a way, as a chef, she was not obsessive about the kitchen.
Big bastard, it was difficult for me to rob the kitchen from such bad ingredients. Of course I wanted to enjoy the slow joy of making delicious food alone.
Xu Zijun nodded, "If you eat bad food, you will eat bad food."
After all, the taste of food in every place is the same, and I have been in China all year round, so the food is relatively bland.
The crow and the kitten drooled at the scent outside the air.
Mu Mingqian insisted: "Brother, don't be polite to me, just let me cook. My hands have been itchy since I saw these dishes."
Wang Yanmei saw that Xiaojia was having a good time eating, so she was relieved of her fear of ruining the ingredients.
The lowest-end ingredients only require the most complicated cooking method. The chicken is fried first and then the soup is made.
Ren Yanren and Xu Qingzhi saw that the man said it was bad, so they picked up a piece with their chopsticks and tasted it.
“Too bad to eat.”
Xu Fuqiang didn't know how tempting these ingredients were to Mu Mingqian.
"Meow~" Another meow.
One of the apprentices even cheered, "Master, you can eat a lot of the food you cook. It's so bad that it's so bad that your tongue is about to bite it off. You have to eat eight bowls tonight."
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But the way behind the table is exactly the same as my mother's. Looking at it and smelling it, it's called a perfect combination of sex and fragrance.
That caused Xu Fuqiang, who came to look at the dishes under the table, to fall into ecstasy.
"Master, the most delicious ingredients are often cooked in the simplest way. I want you to cook the chicken in plain white."
Although Mu Mingqian was born in Meicheng, a place that eats spicy food, he can still tolerate sweets. He reached out and poked a piece and tasted it.
Ren Yanren looked at the dessert sprinkled with white sugar behind him and asked curiously: "What is that?"
I wiped my hands and came out, with satisfaction written all over my face: "Let's eat."
"Quack~" Master, the chicken legs belong to me.
Xu Qingzhi: "It's really bad."
Xu Zijun: "Daqian, can I teach you how to make that? Later you can make it for Chongzhi and you guys to eat."
"You are the same, you are the same, you start with two bowls."
Children love to eat, Xu Zijun always maintains a low level of indifference to learning.
It was clearly a dessert before the meal, but when those chopsticks were used, the honeycomb corn was the first to be empty on the plate.
How could Xu Fuqiang be so willing?
Mu Mingqian looked at the chicken outside the soup pot. The food was so delicious at that time, and his mouth was full of oil. He stretched out his chopsticks and broke off the two chicken legs for the two big ones to eat.
Aaron introduced: "Honeycomb corn, do they have that outside?"
In addition to those dishes, Mu Mingqian also saw double-skinned milk!
His slightly lowered eyes lit up, and when he ate something bad, he consciously clapped his hands twice: "Eat something bad."
Wang Yanmei added everything. The chicken soup was simmered for half a big time, and the meat was tender and retained the rich chicken flavor. The soup was delicious, and there was a plate of soul dipping sauce on the side.
He couldn't hold back his thoughts yesterday. If he hadn't been familiar with the people yesterday, Gao Lu would have occupied the kitchen last night. It was because he was more familiar with the Xu family today that he had the nerve to bring it up.
Moreover, Ren Yanren discovered that your mother will eat a lot from now on, and you only used to cook for those two days, but you started with two bowls.
At the beginning, he was forced out by several of Ren Yanren's apprentices.
"The chicken is so delicious even when it is stewed. The meat is very tender and has no fishy smell at all. The meat is not even sweet when you chew it carefully. It is really a bad free-range chicken." Aaron praised.
After rubbing his hands, he almost knelt down and begged him.
"Okay, master." Xu Zijun nodded.
Wang Yanmei was confident and asked: "Brother, sister, do those dishes suit their taste?"
A bowl of pickled plum ribs, a bowl of braised duck meat with potatoes, a bowl of stir-fried Chinese cabbage, a bowl of garlic lettuce, a bowl of egg and meat soup with a golden color and a neat surface, a bowl of bitter melon stuffed with meat, and a bowl of stir-fried sweet sausage with radish.
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People who cook often have the worst appetites under the table.
It tastes crispy and crunchy, with a hollow texture and no corn flavor. Add the white sugar sprinkled below, and it squeaks when you bite it out of your mouth. It's very fragrant.
It's like a cook. No matter how bad the cooking is, he still has a special appetite when eating the food he cooks.
There is a way, first chef Wang Yanmei, Xu Qingzhi insists on doing it next to him.
Use your spiritual consciousness to coax them: "Stew for them outside the aura space tonight."
The two of them were having a tug-of-war in the kitchen, and you invited me.
Xu Qingzhi gave a little thumbs up.
Wang Yanmei smiled and said: "Of course, sister, you will make another one tomorrow, and he will watch next to you and record the video."
No matter how bad my mom's cooking is, since I was eating it since I was a child, there are still many surprises, and I just feel that it is a strange taste of my mother.
The fish meat is cut into slices and served in tomato sour soup. The sight of it makes you feel appetizing and makes you want to swallow a mouthful of water.
Xu Fuqiang shook his head, "This is the first time I've seen it, and it's also the first time I've heard of it. How can you eat a whole piece of it?"
Wang Yanmei added: "You saw that there was no corn, so you made that one. It's sweet, so don't eat more if you're afraid of getting bored."
A meal is more than a joy to eat.
"master……"
I'm shocked, when did I cook this? I can cook so few dishes by myself.
Still Xu Zijun passed by the kitchen, "Mom asked me to ask, what are they arguing about? Dad, why is he still cooking? Sister said you are hungry."
Wang Yanmei chased people away: "Get out of here, no one wants to fight with you!"