Chapter 949: Culinary Talent
At noon, with Dong Wenfeng's encouragement, Murong walked into the kitchen.
Originally, Dong Wenfeng wanted to help with the handle, but he was directly pushed out by Murong.
"I'm going to do it myself, and it's different if you help. Murong said with a serious face.
Well, Dong Wenfeng could only sit in the living room and wait with a little apprehension.
And Xiaomeng also came out at this time, Xiaomeng was asleep in the morning and didn't know about the shooting outside the door.
Dong Wenfeng has already communicated with Murong, so don't mention it to Xiaomeng as if it never happened.
So as not to worry Xiaomeng again.
"Why are you so noisy in the morning? Xiao Meng said while rubbing her eyes.
It seems that Xiao Meng heard Murong's exclamation in a daze in the morning.
"It's okay, Murong had a little temper at that time. Dong Wenfeng said with a smile.
"Dong Wenfeng, you probably can't bully Murong. Xiao Meng said with a serious face after hearing it.
"Yes, yes, yes. ”
Dong Wenfeng also nodded again and again.
Now as long as you can flicker into the past.
"Bang Dang~"
Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of things falling from the kitchen.
"Murong, are you alright?" Dong Wenfeng shouted.
It is estimated that Murong was careless, so he got the pots and pans to the ground.
"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to come in!" Murong hurriedly responded.
"Is Sister Murong cooking lunch?" Xiao Meng also reacted.
"Well, don't let me in and help yet. Dong Wenfeng also smiled.
"That's a bit of an expectation. ”
Xiaomeng is also very happy.
Dong Wenfeng smiled and said nothing, hoping that she would be happy for a while.
An hour later, Dong Wenfeng was already hungry.
"It's time to eat!"
Murong came to the living room with an excited face and shouted.
"It's coming, it's coming. ”
Dong Wenfeng wanted to see what Murong had cooked and written, and it took him an hour.
I saw four dishes and one soup on the table.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cucumbers, stir-fried greens, braised pork ribs and a bowl of corn rib soup.
They are all relatively easy to make home-cooked dishes, suitable for novices to get started.
"Not bad. Dong Wenfeng hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and prepared to take a bite.
The dishes were surprisingly good, and there was no such thing as a dark dish.
Dong Wenfeng couldn't help but glance at Murong, could it be that Murong's culinary talent was so high?
"Go wash your hands first. Murong patted Dong Wenfeng's hand and stopped Dong Wenfeng's stealing behavior.
Dong Wenfeng glanced at Murong with some resentment.
There was no such rule for eating before, and this Murong was a detail monster.
However, Dong Wenfeng was already very hungry, so he didn't bother with Murong.
After washing his hands, he returned to the dinner table.
"Come, eat this braised pork ribs. Murong was very virtuous and sandwiched a piece of ribs for Dong Wenfeng.
"Hmm. ”
The moment Dong Wenfeng sent it and put it in his mouth, he was stunned for a moment.
This sweetness seems to be a bit high.
It is estimated that there is too much rock sugar, and it can be eaten.
"Not bad, not bad. In Murong's longing eyes, Dong Wenfeng praised again and again.
"Is it delicious? I'll make it for you every day from now on. Murong seemed to have found the direction of his life.
"Ahem. ”
After Dong Wenfeng heard it, he almost spit out the ribs in his mouth.
"If only you could put a few pieces of rock candy less, then I guess the chefs of the Haoge Hotel can't compare to you. Dong Wenfeng said cautiously.
And Murong thought that Dong Wenfeng was touting her, so he nodded excitedly.
Seeing that Murong listened to the suggestion, Dong Wenfeng also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
If you eat this kind of pork ribs every day, Dong Wenfeng is estimated to have diabetes.
The rest of the dishes are okay, but the taste is a little worse.
The charm of Chinese food lies in this, the right amount of seasoning.
So what is the right amount, it depends on your own grasp.
There are subtle differences, and the final product is completely different.
After eating and drinking, Dong Wenfeng and Murong sat on the sofa in the living room together.
Dong Wenfeng feels that this kind of salted fish life is also very good.
Eat and play every day, carefree.
No, the killer in the morning hasn't asked who is behind it.