Nangong Yu looked at Le Yao, who was gobbling up, smiled softly, and didn't say anything.

After stretching out his chopsticks and gently picking up a piece of chicken, Nangong Yu closed his eyes and savored the dishes he had made.

It's still crispy in the mouth.

When Nangong Yu swallowed the chicken and opened his eyes again, he was successful and surprised to find that there was only winter melon left on the plate at this time.

"It's not enough to eat at all!" Le Yao muttered as she held a napkin and wiped her mouth.

After hearing Le Yao's words, everyone sitting around the table couldn't help laughing.

A large plate of dishes, and very little is eaten by everyone.

Although this dish is very delicious, everyone gave it to Le Yao.

In other words, Le Yao ate the whole dish almost alone, and it seemed that she was still a little unsatisfied.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yu couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Could it be that Le Yao also wants to become a person who can eat like Dongfang Wuluan?

"Brother Yu, why don't you make me another plate!" Suddenly, Le Yao seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes lit up and looked at Nangong Yu and said.

After hearing Le Yao's words, Nangong Yu couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Xiao Yao, you can't mess around, Xiao Yu is also a guest no matter how you say it, how can you be so willful!"

But before Nangong Yu could respond, Le Yao's father scolded Le Yao.

Hearing Le Yao's father's words, Le Yao pursed her mouth and didn't say anything more.

Although it was a look of displeasure on his face.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yu shook his head gently.

"It seems that the dishes I made are not enough for everyone to eat, so I'll make another one!" Nangong Yu said to everyone.

"Xiao Yu, don't go, I just asked you to cook, it depends on the nature of your come-and-dragon's tooth competition, but the so-called visitor is a guest, today you are a guest of our family, how can I let you go to cook!"

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Yao's father hurriedly stopped him.

"Where are there so many rules!" Hearing Le Yao's father's words, Nangong Yu shook his head.

"I just saw that there are several chickens in your refrigerator, if you don't eat them today, they won't be fresh, you wait a while, I'll come over immediately!"

Nangong Yu put down his chopsticks as he spoke, stood up from the dining table, and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing Nangong Yu's movements, Le Longya's mother wanted to stand up and stop it.

At this time, Nangong Youlan pressed Le Yao's mother on the side.

"Let him go. Nangong Youlan smiled lightly and said to Le Yao's mother.

Hearing Nangong Youlan's words, Le Yao's parents both shook their heads helplessly.

"You kid!" Seeing that they couldn't be persuaded to persuade Nangong Yu Le Yao's parents, they poured their anger on Le Yao and counted Le Yao.

Hearing the scolding of the two parents, Le Yao was not angry, and a dark smile appeared on her face.

"I'm going to help Brother Yu, you guys can eat my brother's dishes here!" Le Yao said to everyone with a smile.

After speaking, Le Yao stood up from the dining table and walked towards the kitchen in a hurry.

Seeing Le Yao's movements, Le Yao's parents shook their heads gently, with a helpless smile on their faces.

"Why are you here?" Nangong Yu turned his head to look at the kitchen door after hearing the sound at the door.

I saw Le Yao jumping in from outside the kitchen.

At this time, Nangong Yu had just taken out the chicken from the refrigerator and was about to deal with it.

"I'll help you, Brother Yu!" Le Yao said to Nangong Yu with a smile.

"What are you doing? I think you're here to make a mess, right?" Nangong Yu said to Le Yao while cleaning the chicken in the basin.

"What's the trouble, I'm very good!"

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Yao pretended to be angry and pouted and said to Nangong Yu.

Hearing Le Yao's words, Nangong Yu smiled lightly and did not answer.

"Is there anything I need to do here?" Le Yao saw that Nangong Yu didn't tell him to do anything, so he took the initiative to ask Nangong Yu.

"You go to the fridge and get half a piece of winter melon, and then help me peel off the skin. ”

Hearing Le Yao's words, Nangong Yu said to Le Yao.

After hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Yao nodded, and then jumped towards the refrigerator.

Taking out half a piece of winter melon from the refrigerator, Le Yao held a kitchen knife in his hand and began to peel the winter melon.

Nangong Yu saw that Le Yao really started to peel, and originally wanted to remind Le Yao out loud not to hurt herself.

But when Nangong Yu saw Le Yao's movements, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I saw Le Yao holding a kitchen knife, smoothly peeling the winter melon, and there was no trace of unfamiliar expression at all.

Looking at Le Yao's movements, he must have cooked a lot.

Unexpectedly, the tutor of Le Yao's family is indeed very good, and the brother and sister have not only become talents in the industry, but also are indeed superior to ordinary people in terms of life skills.

Seeing that Le Yao was so skilled, Nangong Yu naturally put his mind at ease, so he put all his thoughts into the two chickens in front of him.

After the two chickens were cleaned, Nangong Yu did not rush to put the chickens into the pot according to the previous method.

Instead, he gently picked up the kitchen knife and made a cut on the skin of the chicken's feet.

When I made it for the first time, Nangong Yu found a little problem by tasting the chicken.

That is, although it has been marinated, the seasoning does not have a special flavor.

So this time, Nangong Yu thought of a way.

That is to put the chicken in the pot and marinate it for a while while it is boiling.

Wait until the stew is finished, then take it out and marinate for a while.

This two-pronged approach will definitely make the chicken taste good.

After the skin of the chicken was scratched with a knife, Nangong Yu put the two chickens in the pot.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Yu took the condiments and sprinkled them all into the basin.

While filling the pot with hot water and heating it on the stove fire, Nangong Yu began to make a spa for the chicken, so that the seasoning could be better flavored.

When Nangong Yu was almost kneading, the hot water next to him was about to be boiled.

After pouring seasonings and vinegar into the pot, Nangong Yu put the two chickens in the pot.

At this time, Le Yao also removed the skin and pulp of the winter melon in his hand and put it on the board in front of Nangong Yu.

"You can help me watch the fire for a while. Nangong Yu instructed Le Yao.

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Le Yao nodded lightly, so she stood in the pot ring.

Le Yao, who was standing in front of the pot, couldn't help but feel a little bored as she looked at the two chickens floating up and down in the boiling hot water.

At this time, the two chickens have just been put into the pot, and naturally there will be no appetite for people who want to eat a big meal.

So Le Yao set his eyes on Nangong Yu, who was standing in front of the board.

I don't know if I don't look at it, when Le Yao looked at Nangong Yu, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

At this time, Nangong Yu was holding the winter melon with one hand and carving it with the other.

When carving for the first time, Nangong Yu was not skilled.

Therefore, Nangong Yu not only carved slowly, but also had no way to do what he wanted.

It was with the first experience that Nangong Yu carved the same object again and it became much smoother.

There's a feeling of being freewheeling.

But what shocked Le Yao the most was not Nangong Yu's smooth movements.

What shocked Le Yao the most was that Nangong Yu was closing his eyes at this time.

Yes, at this time, Nangong Yu was holding the winter melon with one hand, and the other hand was constantly carving on the winter melon.

However, Nangong Yu's eyes were actually closed.

And what is even more amazing is that Nangong Yu's right hand is holding a sharp knife, although he is constantly carving on the winter melon, but he does not see the waste meat of the winter melon peeled off the winter melon.

There is no waste meat of winter melon like the last carving, and the scene of flying from the winter melon is endless.

As the sharp knife in Nangong Yu's hand continued to go in and out, the winter melon still maintained its original appearance, as if it had not been carved.

But Le Yao knew that Nangong Yu would not make meaningless moves.

What's more, Le Yao has already seen the beautiful wings carved out by Nangong Yu.

So at this time, Nangong Yu's actions were even more bells and whistles.

Nangong Yu closed his eyes tightly at this time, and the sharp knife kept flying between his fingers, going in and out of the winter melon, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep.

But this seemingly irregular entry and exit was carefully controlled by Nangong Yu.

At this time, although Nangong Yu closed his eyes tightly, his control of this piece of winter melon was completely many points higher than last time.

Once when Nangong Yu picked up a sharp knife and wanted to carve this piece of winter melon, the act of doing so came to mind.

It's not like it's the first time I've been carving, but like I've been doing this kind of exercise for the first half of my life.

As if it was instinct, Nangong Yu carried out this operation.

But although the desire to do so was very strong in his heart, Nangong Yu suppressed it.

Nangong Yu knew that this was just the influence of his own skills, and the first time he used his carving skills, he was not proficient in skills.

Therefore, Nangong Yu had no way to rest assured and boldly let go of his hands and feet to carve.

But after the first carving, Nangong Yu has a deeper understanding of the memory of carving.

Although Nangong Yu only has one experience in carving, the memory of the palace maid is already more clever than the techniques of many carvers.

After all, Nangong Yu's first carving work was only done with a sharp knife.

Every time the other carvers carve, they have at least dozens of tools by their side.

And the knife is not even a tool for engraving.

In other words, the last time Nangong Yu was able to carve such beautiful and lifelike wings, it was entirely by virtue of his exquisite carving skills.

In Le Yao's shocked gaze, the sharp knife in Nangong Yu's hand became faster and faster.

In the end, under Le Yao's surprised gaze, Nangong Yu slapped the knife on the board, and then opened his eyes.

At this time, the winter melon is still the same as when Nangong Yu was untreated.

However, Nangong Yu gently placed the winter melon on the top of the board.