835, 836, and 837 have been changed and updated, so you can read those chapters first.

"Why did you come over so quickly?" Jiang Fang had just thought about what to cook, and just found out the ingredients, but he didn't expect Hui Zhixing to come over.

Hui Zhixing put his hands in his pockets and replied casually: "Your room is nothing to look at, I'll come over to see if I can help you." ”

Hui Zhixing was really embarrassed to eat Jiang Fang's cooking for nothing, so he still had to help her do it, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Jiang Fang looked at the things in hand, "You eat green onions, right?" ”

Hui Zhixing nodded, took the green onion, and chose it aside.

Jiang Fang went to process the meat, and she planned to make a braised pork, a spicy chicken, and a sweet and sour pork ribs......

Uh, I forgot that Hui Zhixing doesn't like to eat sour.

But it's okay, she just eats.

Then stir-fry two vegetarian dishes.

In fact, this is a bit too much, two people can't eat so much, but today is the New Year, and it should be hearty.

After Jiang Fang finished processing a few pieces of meat, he looked back and saw that Hui Zhixing had only chosen a few green onions, and these green onions were chosen by him miserably, and the big green onion was only a small thin one in the end, and there was almost nothing.

Jiang Fang had to hurriedly walk up to Hui Zhixing and say, "Don't choose." ”

Hui Zhixing didn't know, "What's wrong?

Jiang Fang glanced at the green onion and then at Hui Zhixing, and finally said, "After you choose it, we won't have green onions to eat today." ”

"Uh......" Hui Zhixing glanced at the green onion in his hand, and felt that it was not so exaggerated.

The scariest thing about a person who can't cook is not that he doesn't know that the food he makes is not delicious, but that he doesn't know why the food he makes is not delicious.

Hui Zhixing has not yet entered the step of cooking, he is already wrong, he is destined not to belong in the kitchen.

Seeing that he was a person who had never been in the kitchen before and had never cooked, Jiang Fang asked Hui Zhixing not to help her, but Hui Zhixing was idle, so he had to help, so Jiang Fang had to let him peel two potatoes.

Who knows, just after cutting for a while, there was another situation on Hui Zhixing's side.

"Hiss......"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Fang immediately turned around, and saw Hui Zhixing pinching his bleeding finger and frowning.

"Got it?"

"Hmm. Hui Zhixing nodded.

Jiang Fang sighed silently, "You don't have to help me, go to the bookshelf in my room and find a band-aid to rest for a while." ”

Hui Zhixing also knew that he was not a cook, so he nodded, but before leaving the kitchen, he hesitated and asked, "Jiang Fang, I saw that there is a photo album on the top of your bookshelf, can I take a look?"

Jiang Fang paused for two seconds before saying, "There's nothing to see." ”

Hui Zhixing nodded when he heard this, knowing that he didn't have a chance to watch.

Who knew that he was just about to turn around and leave, when he heard Jiang Fang behind him say: "There are only some photos I took in the last six months, if you want to see them, you can watch them." ”

Hui Zhixing may not have experienced this kind of reversal for a long time, so he laughed when he heard this, looked at Jiang Fang and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Behind Hui Zhixing, there was a light that came in from outside the door, shrouding him, obscuring his uninhibited and casual.

Jiang Fang didn't know what was going on, and was suddenly shaken by his laughter.

His smile is not as innocent as a child's smile, but he has a sense of clarity and self-confidence that he still retains after experiencing the world.

Hui Zhixing didn't notice Jiang Fang's stunned moment, and only asked, "Which layer of the bookshelf is the Band-Aid on?"

Hearing this, Jiang Fang came back to his senses, "In ...... Count the third floor of the bookshelf from top to bottom. ”

Hui Zhixing nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

Hui Zhixing went back to Jiang Fang's room, he didn't bother to care about the wound at all, he just wanted to look at the photo album immediately.

But because he was worried that the blood on his hands would stain the album, he took out a band-aid and scribbled it on.

Then, I quickly opened the album.

As Jiang Fang said, the photos in the album are all photos taken by her in the last six months, including people and landscapes.

Jiang Fang has always had a good aesthetic and Hui Zhixing knows it, otherwise she would not have become a well-known photographer in the circle.

Many of the most beautiful cover photos of popular artists have been made by her.

But after all, he didn't pay much attention to the photos that were just taken for commercialization.

Now, seeing these photos taken by Jiang Fang, Hui Zhixing is really beautiful, not only beautiful, but also shocked and moved.

From east to west, the environment is indeed magnificent, but not everyone can fully display its beauty.

But Jiang Fang did it, and her photos have the vast world, the vast mountains and rivers, the towering mountain peaks, the green grasslands, and the warm moments.

Such photos should not be buried, they should be seen by more people.

However, that would have to make Jiang Fang agree.

18 Hui Dao, who can't pick up the water, sends dumplings to the river with pride

After reading the photos and resting for a while, Hui Zhixing couldn't stay in the room by himself, so he went to the kitchen to find Jiang Fang.

Before I even walked in, I smelled an enticing spicy smell.

I forgot to mention that although he is not spicy or unhappy, he still likes spicy food.

Jiang Fang is not a picky eater, and only cooks according to the original taste of the dish.

She was busy in the kitchen by herself.

Rice is steamed in the rice cooker, braised pork is stewed in one pot, and spicy chicken is stir-fried in the other.

When Hui Zhixing entered the kitchen, Jiang Fang was about to add fire to the stove, and he hurriedly said, "Come on, I can still do this." ”

Jiang Fang looked at Hui Zhixing and nodded, it was indeed a little troublesome for her to cook the pot while cooking alone, and Hui Zhixing should not be able to do this well.

Hui Zhixing sat on a stool next to the stove, put firewood in his hand and put it in the pot and asked, "Your photos are beautiful, don't you plan to participate in the competition or submit articles to the magazine?"

Jiang Fang concentrated on stir-frying the dishes in his hands, and even his expression did not change, "It's just my hobby, there's no need." ”

There is no need or don't want to, unwilling or don't dare, Hui Zhixing doesn't know, and he doesn't ask again.

At least for now, it seems that Jiang Fang has no intention of doing so.

Jiang Fang lost his mind because of Hui Zhixing's problem, and mechanically stir-fried the vegetables in his hand, and came back to his senses when he smelled a faint smell of burning, and several pieces of meat were sticking to the pot, "The fire is too big!"

"Huh?" Hui Zhixing glanced at the fire in the stove, "Is it big?"

Jiang Fang hurriedly stopped him from continuing to add firewood, "Don't add it, the dishes are all mushy." ”

Hui Zhixing immediately stopped when he heard this, he thought that burning the pot was to keep adding firewood to it.

Jiang Fang hurriedly put out the spicy chicken, although it was a little mushy, but it was still edible after all.

This time, Jiang Fang didn't even dare to let Hui Zhixing burn the pot for her.

Next, Jiang Fang began to make sweet and sour pork ribs.

Seeing that Jiang Fang was about to put seasoning in the pot, Hui Zhixing reminded: "Don't put too much vinegar, or don't put vinegar." ”

Jiang Fang put a large spoonful of vinegar into the pot with an expressionless face, "This dish is not made for you, I will eat this myself." ”

The corners of Hui Zhixing's mouth twitched, and sure enough, Jiang Fang's heart was harder to cover than a stone.

He seriously suspected that if it wasn't the New Year, Jiang Fang might not have kept him as a guest at all.

Hui Zhixing's conjecture is indeed correct.

After that, Jiang Fang used two ingredients that Hui Zhixing had never seen much, bracken and staghorn cabbage and stir-fried two vegetarian dishes, and all the dishes were considered out of the pot.

"Good workmanship. "Even the spicy chicken that is a little mushy is made very delicious by Jiang Fang.

Although I have tasted the porridge cooked by Jiang Fang before, a porridge cannot be used as a criterion for judging a person's cooking skills.

Because Jiang Fang's craftsmanship is really good, Hui Zhixing couldn't help but even taste two more pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs, which made him have a toothache.

He really doesn't like to eat sour food, and when he eats something too sour, he gets goosebumps all over his body.

Jiang put a lot of vinegar in the sweet and sour pork ribs, she likes to eat sour.