"Are you sure you want to eat what I've made? Are you afraid of regrets?" Ye Feifei asked.
"Regret? I think I will regret it if I can't eat what you cook. Ye Feifei, you are a service worker, you should cook food for us, right?" The customer said deliberately.
Ye Feifei faced the camera, bowed respectfully, and then explained to the customer: "Our whole family knows that I am a bad cook. Only our Xiao Ling likes to eat the food I make, and can eat it. If
If you really ask me to do it, be prepared to be harmed."
"It's not that exaggerated. I just think you don't want to do it for us!" The picky female customer crossed her arms and said unhappily.
Everyone in the inn saw that these customers were deliberately targeting Ye Feifei, so Luo Yin'an stood up and helped Ye Feifei and said: "My cousin is really a black hole in cooking. If you don't believe it, don't complain later."
"I think they're trying to trick us under the guise of being a master of cooking skills." A customer over there spat out a lukewarm comment.
The woman who picked the juice issue took the opportunity to say: "Yes, saying that she is a bad cook is just convenient for her to add things to our food. As expected, since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts."
"Okay, please don't embarrass Feifei. She's really not good at cooking. You want to eat. I'll make Huo's fried noodles, homely and delicious. Wait!" Huo Sichen walked out and winked at the woman.
He lowered his eyes and pulled Ye Feifei and Luo Yin'an in.
If Huo Sichen sometimes winks, this fan was impressed by his actions. He held his face in his hands and said to his boyfriend with a smile: "I didn't expect Huo Sichen to be so handsome."
Her boyfriend was a little unhappy when he heard this, but since the show was still being recorded and Xie Miao was in front of them, he pretended not to get angry.
In the kitchen, Huo Sichen asked Luo Yin'an to prepare noodles, and then asked Ye Feifei to shred carrots. As for himself, he carefully handled the fresh shrimps.
Huo Sichen is indeed a master of cooking. When he cooks shrimp, his movements are smooth, comparable to that of a five-star hotel chef.
"Brother Sichen, you are amazing. You can see that you have practiced this skill before. Did you go out of your way to learn cooking skills?" Luo Yin'an looked at Huo Sichen with admiration.
Huo Sichen deliberately glanced at Ye Feifei and replied with a smile: "My goddess is a foodie, so of course I have to learn some cooking skills for her. Otherwise, how will I please her in the future?"
Hearing the word "goddess", Luo Yin'an looked at Ye Feifei. Well, he remembered that Huo Sichen often talked about Ye Feifei as a goddess. So this time is still bound?
Yes, from Luo Yin'an's point of view, Huo Sichen didn't like Ye Feifei, but only wanted to bind her for hype. So when Luo Yin'an listened to what he said about Ye Feifei, he just smiled and said, "Well, it seems that I want to learn from you.
Suddenly, I became obsessed with girls."
After saying that, Luo Yin'an came to Ye Feifei's place, looked down at Ye Feifei's radish shreds, and raised her finger, "Cousin, I haven't noticed that your knife skills are also outstanding."
Ye Feifei didn't listen to the movements of her hands and raised her eyebrows and said: "There are many things you didn't pay attention to. I am good at cutting. Every time I do something for your brother-in-law, he is responsible for doing it and I am responsible for cutting."
"Then who washes the dishes at your house?" After Luo Yin'an asked, he regretted it again. He scratched his head and said, "You have a servant at home, so you don't need to wash it anyway."