Wang Bo, who realized that he had made a "big mistake" with good intentions, immediately knew his mistake and changed it, and when Zheng Yan went to work the next morning, he again sent an invitation to the other party to stay and have lunch with them at noon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"No...... No need, Mr. Wang. Thank you. I...... There is a place to eat. Zheng Yan looked at Wang Bo gratefully, but she refused as always.

"Zheng Yan, this is not my invitation to you, but a request to you!" Wang Bo's face became serious, and the "Zheng Yan" that he hadn't shouted for a long time came out of his mouth again.

"But, Mr. Wang, I ...... You...... You've already sent me a meal supplement—"

"Don't worry about you, me, me, the meal supplement is the meal supplement, you can keep it for your uncle and aunt, or invite your boyfriend to a big meal. Also, it's not for you to stay for nothing, you still have to help you do it! You have said so, don't be polite to me! Remember, this is not an invitation, it is a request from a boss!" After speaking, Wang Bo glanced at the other party's reddish, somewhat overwhelmed pretty face and red lips gently bitten with white teeth, turned around, and left extremely happily.

In this way, from noon that day, Zheng Yan was "forced" to stay, and "had to" have lunch with her little boss, the little boss's wife, and the little boss's classmates and friends.

Zheng Yan, who stayed behind, just thought that this group of juniors and sisters who were a few years younger than her would just fry two dishes casually, and they would deal with a lunch, and she even prepared that if this group of "little guys" couldn't do it, she would cook it herself. Her father, Zheng Xian, is a gourmet, and one of his hobbies in life is to go to the kitchen to tinker with pots and pans, and study some delicious dishes to satisfy the family's mouth. Familiar with 300 Tang poems, can't make poems and can chant. Zheng Yan has been exposed to more than ten years, although she has not obtained the real skills of her father's cooking, but just by seeing and feeling, she has more or less learned a trick and a half. During the winter and summer vacations, she occasionally became a filial daughter, cooking two dishes by herself to reward her hard-working parents. Of course, her cooking skills are not as good as her father Zheng Xian, but compared to the big pot dishes in the school cafeteria, she is not bad.

However, when it was time for lunch, Zheng Yan was shocked.

And three times in a row!

For the first time, she was shocked by Wang Bo's own cooking! She didn't expect that a gentle and humble gentleman like Wang Bo would be able to cook at first glance, and the gentleman would even cook if he didn't use his mouth, and the other party stood in front of the stove with a wok, holding a spatula, flipping, stir-frying, bumping, and dusting, which was not a gimmick to join in the fun, but a full crop handle!

The second time, I was shocked by the richness of the lunch! Chopped pepper fish head, Baiwei chicken, husband and wife lung slices, mapo tofu, farmhouse fried pork, pickled pepper chicken offal, kelp hoof flower soup, five meats, one vegetable and one soup, red, green and white, the small coffee table in the living room was full. Even so, the other party said something, "The weather is too hot, I don't think everyone has much appetite, so I'll just cook two dishes today." When the weather is cool, then make a good table of sumptuous ......" It's not hearty, Zheng Yan doesn't know what it means to be rich.

The third time, when she picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of "mapo tofu", one of the most skilled Sichuan dishes that his father told him, into her mouth, fresh, fragrant, numb, spicy, hot, five kinds of tastes, all burst on the taste buds of the tip of the tongue! Delicious! Delicious! This is the most delicious mapo tofu that Zheng Yan has eaten since he grew up, beating most Sichuan restaurants!

How could he, an eighteen-year-old or nine-year-old student, have such sophisticated and exquisite cooking skills? This is not scientific, nor is it reasonable to be reasonable! Super literary talent, super high musical talent, unique aesthetic vision, and jaw-dropping, unbelievable cooking skills...... Is there really a genius in this world who is born to know?

And it's an all-rounder?

Zheng Yan's heart welled up with the shock, incomprehension, and incredulity that Dong Zhen, Liao Xiaoqing, Liang Ya, Liang Ya, and her mother Cheng Wenjin had felt after tasting Wang Bo's cooking skills for the first time!

"Mr. Wang, your craftsmanship is good! You can catch up with the chef outside. It's no exaggeration to say that this is the most delicious mapo tofu I've ever tasted, it's unbelievable!"

"Hehe, yes? Then you can eat more! You're welcome!" After listening to such a blunt praise from the former goddess, Wang Bo felt like a cold on a hot day, and his whole body was refreshed.

"I will, Mr. Wang. However, I'm curious, who did you learn from such a good cook?" Zheng Yan nodded and asked again.

"I haven't learned much about cooking, I'm born with it!" Wang Bo waved his hand, learning the tone of the little superman Li Kai, and said Gangpu, making Liang Ya, who knew his cooking skills, snort on the spot, and almost squirted a mouthful of rice on the table.

Liang Ya said sorry to everyone, and glared at Wang Bo, who was the initiator and almost made a fool of him, and then couldn't help but laugh and explained to Zheng Yan next to him:

"Senior Sister Zheng, don't listen to Wang Bo's nonsense, what is natural? His mother and his father are very delicious when cooking! His grandmother is the chef of the production team in the era of the big collective, so it can be said that she is not born in the same line, and her family history is not natural!"

Wang Bo touched his nose, rolled his eyes and said, "Xiaoya, why are you exposing my old bottom? I originally wanted to pretend to be a genius in front of my senior sister, but you expose my old bottom so quickly, how do you let me pretend?" You really hate it!"

"Hahahaha......" he said, and the others immediately burst out laughing.

After the laughter, the atmosphere of the meal became very relaxed. This is what surprised Zheng Yan again. She thought that these classmates, friends, and subordinates around Wang Bo, even if they would not be as restrained and polite as her, at least they would not be as free as when they were eating at home, but she was wrong. She soon discovered that these friends and classmates around Wang Bo, opposite him, a big celebrity, a big talent, and a big rich man, had no restraint at all, and even teased him from time to time and made fun of him. In this regard, he didn't care, he didn't feel offended, not respected or anything, and always had a refreshing smile on his face, like a spring breeze, and from time to time gags, talk and sing, humor, and quietly maintain a relaxed and arbitrary atmosphere at the dinner table.

This was another eye-opener for her. In Zheng Yan's impression in the past, if a person is too famous or too talented, he will be more or less proud, he thinks he is talented, and he disdains to be in the company of vulgarity, even if he behaves well in public, no matter how polite and virtuous the corporal is, when he leaves the spotlight and returns to his private life, he will also reveal his arrogant nature.

Wang Bo's performance broke her inherent perception of celebrities and talents. When she usually goes to work, she finds that the other party is a very good person, no, not arrogant, and has always been polite to her.

If there is only one exception, it makes her feel that the other party is a little "domineering", it is only twice, once to pull her to buy clothes in Chongbai, and the second time is to order her to stay for lunch today.

"I heard that he was born in poverty, and his ancestors were farmers for several generations, but he had such a good upbringing and cultivation that was better than many people in the city, I really don't know how his parents raised him. His parents, I'm afraid they are just like him, they are also so approachable, right?" Zheng Yan couldn't help but think.

Zheng Yan was impressed, and after eating the lunch that was getting easier and easier, everyone washed the dishes together and cleaned up the mess. Zheng Yan also wanted to go up to help, but Liang Ya and Zhong Jiahui smiled and pushed out the small kitchen, and asked her to go to the living room to rest, where they were.

Stir-frying without washing dishes, washing dishes without stir-frying, this has always been a tradition in Zheng Yan's family. When preparing the meal at noon, several girls didn't ask her for help, and now she doesn't help wash the dishes and wipe the table after eating, she feels a little overwhelmed.

Moreover, not to mention letting the boss cook in person, now she has to let the boss wash the dishes, uh, Zheng Yan has never worked before, but it doesn't mean that she won't even have this emotional intelligence.

Zheng Yan insisted on helping to wash the dishes, but Liang Ya, as the hostess, didn't want her to be busy as a guest, Zhong Jiahui and Chen Xiang also persuaded them to let "Senior Sister Zheng" just go and rest, and they would take care of everything. One insisted on helping, the other insisted on not letting help, and for a while, both sides were a little deadlocked.

Wang Bo, who was full of wine and food, and collapsed on the sofa on all fours, saw several girls fighting for washing dishes, his face was happy, and he patted the sofa cushion next to him and said:

"Hahaha...... I only now know that washing dishes is also a fragrant bait! But Xiaoya, Jiahui, why don't I usually see you two so active? Since you all love to wash dishes, senior sister, Xiaoya, don't fight with all of you, the kitchen is small, and you can't stand so many people when you are all squeezed in. I'll come up with an idea, you can discuss it, divide into two groups, and take turns washing the dishes in the future. ”

"I hate it! What are you talking about there? As if you think you are diligent! Senior sister, don't you see how diligent he is when he cooks and stir-fry a few dishes today, and you think how diligent he is, he is fake and diligent! It's just that you are here at noon today, and you show your hand in cooking. Usually most of the time, a few of us girls are cooking and stir-frying, serving him, the eldest young master! Most of the time, this eldest young master looks like he is eating ready-made! Giggle......" Liang Ya herself couldn't help but "giggle" as she spoke.

"Okay, you Liang Ya, you expose my old bottom again! I wanted to pretend to be the image of a 'good man' who can go to the hall and go down to the kitchen' in front of Senior Sister Zheng, but today I was completely ruined by you!"

"Hahahaha......" In the small suite, a joyful laugh suddenly sounded.