Bao Ruwen didn't leave, nor did he stay, his fat body was trapped in the sofa, and his face was extremely ugly.

There was a fuss in the kitchen yesterday, and he woke up when he got home.

How can it be so simple to leave, ordinary jobs are easy to find, but a slightly better position, which is not a radish and a pit, he is so old, it is better to be quiet and not to move, and then squat in the Su family for a few years as an uncle, waiting for retirement, don't you have it, get so embarrassed, from head to toe, all of them were harmed by Bao Xiaoxin's grandson!

Early this morning, he hurried to Su Changqing's office to arrest someone, waiting to apologize to him, but he didn't expect to see no one in the afternoon. Hearing the news that Su Changqing would not come today, Bao Ruwen's intestines were all repentant, what did he have to do with Su Ruotong's little girl, it was lard to cover his heart!

Su Changqing's secretary looked at Bao Ruwen and had a plan in his heart.

On weekdays, during the New Year's holidays, Bao Ruwen will always stuff her with a red envelope, although it is not as valuable as the gold chain given by Li Hongxing, but it is also an income.

Eating people with a soft mouth and short hands, now that Bao Ruwen is in trouble, she naturally can't ignore it: "Master Bao, Chairman Su didn't come to the company today because Miss Su was sick." Su Dong explained that he had made a sick meal here, and asked him to send it over as soon as possible. ”

Hearing this, Bao Ruwen seemed to have a spring under his buttocks, jumped up suddenly, and his face was full of vitality: "I'll go and prepare!"

It is also because he was born in a poor and low-income family that Bao Ruwen hates to cook those thousands of expensive dishes at every turn, and he also hates those gimmicks that play tricks with vegetables! In his opinion, those things are all useless shows. His philosophy of cooking has always been based on solidity.

He is really good at cooking sick meals.

If he can make up for his mistakes and make Su Ruotong happy, Su Changqing may be able to show mercy outside the law and keep him.

Bao Ruwen rushed to the kitchen like a whirlwind, quickly made a few well-digested meals that he was good at, served them in a thermos box, and drove towards the suburbs, and in less than an hour and a half, he came to the door of Su's house.

Wu's mother didn't know what was happening in the company, she knew Bao Ruwen, and when she saw him personally carrying the lunch box, she hurriedly took it: "Yo, why did Master Bao come here in person today, don't you dare to work for you." ”

This is just a kind word from Wu's mother, but in Bao Ruwen's ears, it is simply ironic. He sneered: "If it's anywhere, this is what I should do, take it to Miss Su quickly, and eat it while it's hot." This one...... Can I go with you and ask if it suits Miss Su's appetite. ”

Wu's mother didn't stop him: "Okay, it's best if you go, the young lady is lying upstairs, this time she is sick, her mouth has changed, there is a chef like you on standby, I can rest assured." ”

Obviously, what Wu's mother said was just a joke, but a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Bao Ruwen's bluffed vest, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "Since Miss Su is in the bedroom, I won't go up." ”

Wu's mother carried the thermos box upstairs, and Su Ruotong was holding a high school history textbook to look through.

Inside the lunch box, there is a garlic eggplant, a bowl of mixed vegetables and lean pork soup, and a bowl of Tai Chi steamed eggs, and there is a large ball of tin foil wrapped in things next to it.

These four things look simple, but in fact they are difficult, and the method is completely different from the usual.

For example, the mixed vegetable and lean meat soup, which contains carrots, broccoli, spinach, ginger slices, diced meat, black fungus, etc., are all clearly tight. This kind of soup, the most afraid is that all the ingredients are boiled into a ball, but it can't be slightly raw like this, so overripe. Just look at the time of the ingredients to know how good the chef is.

There is also the Tai Chi steamed egg next to it, which is also very elegant, and the Tai Chi lines on the left and right sides are yellow and white, until the bottom of the bowl, there is no blending. And the eggs are amazingly tender, not a honeycomb can be seen, and it does not stick to the wall of the bowl.

However, the last three-pin that can be eaten as a dessert is relatively simple, but the spelling is tight, which can prove that the person who made it is a kitchen veteran.

All in all, they must have been made by someone who is a good cook. It's not up to the top, but it's passable.

Su Ruotong appreciated her face this time and ate a few more bites, especially the last three-piece snack made of pumpkin, purple potato, and potato, which she wiped out half of it.

After eating, Su Ruotong wiped her hands with the towel sent by Wu's mother, and asked slowly, "Who made this meal?" ”

"It's Master Bao, he's still sitting downstairs. It's almost five o'clock at this time, and the hotel is probably going to get busy, so if you have nothing else to do, just ask Master Bao to go back. Wu Ma said.

"Oh!" Su Ruotong nodded thoughtfully and slowly. This man is quite clever, and he even thought of such a way to please himself.

But now, we can't let him go.

Su Ruotong said: "Call him in, I have something to say." ”

Bao Ruwen led it to Wu's mother, and walked in nervously, not daring to look at it.

After he went home last night, his eldest apprentice called and said that Su Ruotong had made a dish called Baiyu Chrysanthemum, which was made of the most ordinary tofu, and he didn't even have hot water, and he cut it into a chrysanthemum as thin as a hair with a kitchen knife.

His eldest apprentice doesn't know the goods, but he does. No wonder Su Ruotong looks down on him, with such a knife worker, where do people put his little loach in their eyes, under the pressure of absolute cooking skills, he has even lost the qualification to rely on the old and sell the old.

Standing in front of Su Ruotong's bed with low eyebrows, Bao Ruwen no longer has the arrogance of yesterday.

Su Ruotong said lightly: "Do you know it's wrong?"

"Got it!"

"I went downstairs to the kitchen, listened to my command, made a Buddha jumping over the wall, took it to the restaurant, and sold it in the evening. Su Ruotong said.

Bao Ruwen was stunned!

It's not that he hasn't seen anyone jump over the wall before, it takes several days of preparation, and the selection of materials is very tight, it's four o'clock at this time, and the sky should be bright when it's done, where can I keep up with tonight.

"Idiot! Isn't there a pressure cooker? Su Ruotong could see Bao Ruwen's doubts and snorted lightly.

The pressure cooker used in the Su family's kitchen is very professional, not the old-fashioned one-pot cooking, it is the kind that can open the lid at any time and add things inside, and can also intelligently set the temperature and pressure in the pot and adjust the boiling point, which is a bit like Su Ruotong's meaning of using spiritual power to accelerate cooking when he was cultivating immortals.

That pot Wu Ma doesn't use often, first, she can't handle the troublesome adjustment steps, and secondly, she always feels that this kind of rice is very strange, and it is not as good as cooking over an open fire.

Bao Ruwen's thoughts are similar to Wu's mother, but he doesn't dare to talk back to Su Ruotong anymore.

Su Ruotong really wants to do it without touching the ground today, she asked Wu's mother to go to the kitchen with Bao Ruwen, turned on the video call on the mobile phone, and filmed Bao Ruwen's actions, and she commanded remotely upstairs.