Cheng Wenjin is indeed a little busy. After the daughter who laid the hand went to accompany her classmates, folded, washed, and cut...... All kinds of work fell on her head alone, and for a while, she was a little in a hurry.

was about to cut meat, when suddenly a voice sounded in the back:

"Aunt Cheng, why don't I cut it for you?"

Cheng Wenjin looked back and saw that it was none other than Wang Bo, the person who made her mumble to herself and wanted to grab her daughter and ask what was going on.

"Ah, is it Wang Bo?" Cheng Wenjin smiled and turned around, hooking the two hairs that fell from his ears with his right hand, "No, no, you go and play with Xiaoya." The visitor is a guest, why are you embarrassed to ask for help?"

"It's okay, Aunt Cheng. When I have guests at home, I often help my mother and the old man, and basically these jobs in the kitchen are quite familiar. You have to make so many dishes by yourself, you will definitely not be able to do it for a while, so let me help you make some. Saying that, Wang Bo simply rolled up his sleeves, went to the sink to wash his hands, and saw that there was a piece of two-knife meat to be cut on the board, so he grabbed the meat in his hand, picked up the kitchen knife, and said with a smile to Cheng Wenjin on the side, "Aunt Cheng, what are you going to do with this meat?

Cheng Wenjin didn't expect Wang Bo to be so active, but she was still embarrassed to let Wang Bo, the first-time guest who came to the door, help her do things, and continued to shirk and let Wang Bo go out to play.

Wang Bo and Tang Jian, Han Lin and the others are tired of being together for six and a half days out of seven days a week, so what's so fun? Just now, his girlfriend's boudoir, which he had dreamed of looking forward to for two lifetimes, also had a rough experience, his wish was satisfied, and he was not very interested in playing cards, so it was better to please the future "mother-in-law" and help each other cook. Therefore, in the face of Cheng Wenjin's persuasion, Wang Bo just said that it didn't matter, he was a poor man's child who had been in charge of the house for a long time, and he was used to doing housework, and he was itchy all over his body if he didn't do it for a day. Of course, he is talking nonsense, and he has personally gone to the kitchen two or three times since he was reborn, and it is also to please beautiful women. Usually at home, it is his mother Zeng Fanyu and his godsister who serve him like a young master.

One let go, the other wanted to stay, and was shirking, when suddenly Han Lin, Liao Xiaoqing and Tang Jian, three Liang Ya's classmates, all ran in, saying that they were coming to help Cheng Wenjin, which scared Cheng Wenjin. His own daughter also followed, and as soon as she entered the door, she said 'dǐng'diǎn' 'small', .2↑3.o←s_(); ：

"Mom, they are all here to help you, but they can't persuade you. ”

"Alas, you ...... What's this mean?" Facing a group of enthusiastic little guests, Cheng Wenjin couldn't cry or laugh, and even the Sichuan dialect that he didn't usually speak came out.

Wang Bo saw that the person who really started the work was coming, and he didn't mind being anti-guest, so he directly began to order: "Lingzi, you come to wash the ginger, slut, you come to peel the garlic, Xiaoqing, Liang Ya, you two are responsible for folding and washing vegetables." Aunt Liang, what are you going to cook today? I'll see if there's any seasoning missing. ”

Cheng Wenjin was completely shocked by Wang Bo's chef style, and when he was hesitating, Liao Xiaoqing was the first to applaud, and excitedly said to the few people around him: "Haha, it seems that the boss is going to cook himself today, and you all have a good mouth today." ”

I had long heard Liao Xiaoqing boast about how good Wang Bo's cooking skills were, no worse than the chefs in the restaurants outside, but Tang Jian and Han Lin, who had never had a chance to be happy, immediately cheered and applauded loudly, saying that they must see the boss's craftsmanship today to see if he is on paper and worthy of his name.

"Xiaoya, you said in the morning that the one among your classmates who can cook is ...... Is it Wang Bo?" A few people talked for a long time, and Cheng Wenjin reacted, and suddenly understood that her daughter said that there was a classmate who could cook in the morning, could it be Wang Bo?

"That's it...... It's him!" Liang Ya's face turned slightly red, and she glanced at Wang Bo, but saw that this guy was holding his neck high, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and his spirit was extremely high, so he sent someone to put a dǐng high hat on him, "Wang Bo often tells us how delicious his cooking is, and when it comes to the theory of cooking, it is all set in a set, which makes us drool." Mom, just let him give it a try. Liang Ya didn't dare to say that she had personally tasted the love lunch that her lover had made for her, so she had to use what Tang Jian and Han Lin said just now as an excuse.

Of course, Chen Wenjin will not believe the words of her daughter and a few of her daughter's classmates, because cooking is not so simple, she has been a housewife for more than ten years, and she can only say so-so when it comes to cooking, and she is still far from the standard of the four dishes of "color, fragrance, taste, and beauty". In her opinion, cooking, literature, music, and other things are all kinds of art, and art requires a certain amount of talent and understanding, and hard work alone cannot achieve anything.

However, in the face of this little guy who has repeatedly created miracles in front of her, she does not dare to completely doubt that the calm look on the other party's face, the momentum and confidence of his gestures are undoubtedly showing her that this little guy may really have some skills in cooking.

Thinking about it like this, Cheng Wenjin actually began to look forward to it.

"Wang Bo, I'm going to cook a few Shanghai local dishes, and five or six Sichuan dishes. But I'm not very good at Sichuan food. If it's not troublesome, why don't you bother you today?"

"Aunt Cheng, what are you talking about, what are you talking about? Cooking, reading, including listening to beautiful music, are all beautiful things in life for me. I'm willing to do it, and I'm able to enjoy myself. Aunt Cheng, I'm not familiar with Shanghai cuisine, you can cook it, and leave a few Sichuan dishes to me. Not to mention how good the taste is, it is certainly not unpleasant. However, I pay attention to the preparation of seasonings, I first see what a few Sichuan dishes are, and then check the seasonings at home, if it is not enough, I will buy a diǎn, anyway, it is still early. Wang Bo patted his chest and said with a big bag.

"Hehe, Auntie understands. Qiao Woman--Oh, it should be difficult for a Qiao man to cook without rice! I understand!" Cheng Wenjin smiled and made a joke.

Cheng Wenjin told Wang Bo about a few Sichuan dishes she was going to make, and took Wang Bo to look at the spices at home, and roughly counted them, at least there were seven or eight flavors missing. I checked a few more auxiliary materials for Sichuan cuisine, and there were a lot of differences, such as the most important beef and tempeh for making zuò "mapo tofu", and the other party forgot to buy it. Wang Bo asked Liang Ya to take a pen and paper, write down all the things that were missing, put them in his pocket, and prepared to go out.

"Oh, Wang Bo, you just let Liang Ya buy it. Cheng Wenjin saw that Wang Bo was going out to buy it in person, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"Wang Bo, you give it to me, I'll buy it. Liang Ya also said.

Wang Bo waved his hand, shook his head and said, "It's okay, Aunt Cheng, Xiaoya." Xiaoya is not the owner of the farmer's market often, so let her buy it, I'm afraid she will buy the wrong thing. You wash and peel the ginger, green onions, and garlic, fold the vegetables and meat, wash them, and then you can go to play, don't worry about the rest, I'll do it myself, otherwise it will be a disservice. After speaking, Wang Bo didn't look back, slipped through the smoke, slammed the door, and went directly out of Liang Ya's house.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Liang Jingquan held a meeting until half a ten, and then rode his bicycle to his home. When I passed by the cake shop, I brought back a double cream cake for my daughter.

When I got home, in addition to my daughter's former classmates such as Lu Wei and Li Qianru, there were a few fresh faces that I had never seen before.

"Hello Uncle Liang. Seeing Liang Jingquan coming back, laughing unscrupulously in the living room, the boys and girls who were having fun suddenly restrained a lot, got up together, and politely greeted Liang Jingquan.

"Hehe, hello. Go on, and treat me like air. Liang Jingquan smiled, tried to make himself appear amiable, and rarely told a joke. As soon as this joke was said, the effect was good, and the boys and girls who felt a little nervous suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Liang Ya's father was still quite humorous.

Liang Ya walked over and took Liang Jingquan's arm, and introduced Liang Jingquan to a few classmates he had never met one by one, now Tang Jian, then Han Lin, and finally Liao Xiaoqing. Wang Bo has not come back because he went out to buy spices. Thinking of this, Liang Ya was "angry" in her heart:

Stinky guy, why haven't you come back?

"Uncle Liang!" In front of Liang Jingquan, the teaching director of Yongcheng Middle School, several people who were introduced shouted again. When her daughter introduced the last Liao Xiaoqing, the eyes hidden behind Liang Jingquan's gold-wire glasses unconsciously lit up:

The skin is delicate, although it is not as special as the daughter's special fairness, but it presents a healthy wheat color, the facial features are straight, the bridge of the nose is straight, the eyes are also large, especially a pair of teeth, snow-white, neat, like a flawless pearl, extremely dazzling. Overall, she is worse than her own daughter, but she is also a rare beauty!

Among her daughter's classmates, there is such a pleasing and dazzling Peugeot beauty, invisibly, Liang Jingquan felt that his feelings rose a lot.

"Tang Jian, Han Lin, Liao Xiaoqing, as well as Lu Wei and Li Qianru, you are all welcome! Liang Jingquan said to his daughter's classmates with a smile, stood up, picked up his teacup, and planned to go to the water dispenser to pick up diǎn hot tea to drink.

As soon as I walked to the water cooler, I heard someone knocking on the door outside. Liang Ya, who was sitting on the sofa, turned her head, was suddenly happy, and stood up and was about to open the door for the stinky guy who had just come back now, but unexpectedly her father had already taken a step forward and walked straight towards the security door.

As soon as the door opened, a tall boy in a jacket and black-rimmed glasses, panting like a cow, sweating on his head, and vaguely familiar with his face, appeared in front of him. The big boy was still carrying a transparent plastic bag in his hand, and Liang Jingquan glanced at it, but there were some bottles and cans, as well as some side dishes such as chili peppers and garlic sprouts.

"Which one are you, knocking on the wrong door?" Liang Jingquan frowned and said to the big boy at the door.

――――――――――――――――――

ps:I'm sorry.,Yesterday I added a chapter.,I thought it was two chapters when I was defending.,So I missed a chapter.,I found out after being reminded by a book friend.,My sins.,It's all my fault.,Don't say it.,Add a more chapter today to admit your mistakes......

Another: 535 has been changed, please refresh or delete the book and re-add it to the bookshelf to see it (to be continued.) )