Text Text_Chapter 0396 A table

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The next morning, when Ye Fan went downstairs, he saw Su Qingxue in the kitchen, cooking with Aunt Jiang.

"Wife, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked over and asked curiously.

Su Qingxue glanced at him, "Don't bother me, I'm learning to cook."

Ye Fan took a look, Su Qingxue was cutting ham sausages, and there were a few eggs by the way.

"Do you want to make scrambled eggs with ham sausage?" Ye Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, this dish is really a bit silly.

"So what?" Su Qingxue said unconvinced: "Start simple, isn't it embarrassing?"

Ye Fan hurriedly shook his head, "How come, I think what you make will definitely be delicious, wife, I can't wait to taste it."

"Flim tongue, I fried it for myself, what's your business", Su Qingxue snorted.

Ye Fan grinned, it didn't matter, he enjoyed watching the woman chopping vegetables there.

Su Qingxue saw that Ye Fan had been standing at the door, and she was a little nervous for some reason, "What are you looking at? Go out!"

Ye Fan looked depressed, "Can't you even look at it?"

"No way!"

Ye Fan was helpless, so he had to walk back to the table silently and wait for the meal to start.

Aunt Jiang walked out happily and whispered, "Ye Fan, have you reconciled with Miss? Miss is willing to take the initiative to learn to cook, which is too rare."

Ye Fan smiled quite proudly, "Aunt Jiang, I told you not to worry, how can you see a rainbow without wind and rain, right?"

Aunt Jiang nodded, "Yes, I feel relieved to see that you are fine." Wait until the lady is ready, even if it doesn't taste very good, you must not say it."

"A scrambled egg with ham and sausage can still be transformed into flowers, no matter how it is, it tastes like that," Ye Fan said with a wave of his hand.

Such a basic dish, eggs are eggs, ham sausages are ham sausages, no matter how fried they are, there are these two flavors, Ye Fan thinks that no matter how delicious it is, it will taste like that, no matter how unpalatable, it will not taste anywhere.

A few minutes later, Su Qingxue walked out with a plate of scrambled ham and sausage eggs.

When Ye Fan saw the dishes on the table, he suddenly found that he was really "too naïve......

"Wife...... Why is this ham sausage black?" Ye Fan couldn't help but swallow his throat and asked.

Su Qingxue's face was cold, and she seemed to be very calm and said: "That pot is too hot, and the ham sausage is burned, but it is not angry, and it turns black all of a sudden, what does it have to do with me?"

"That'...... Then why is there an eggshell in the egg?" Ye Fan blinked vigorously to confirm that he was not mistaken.

Su Qingxue's face flushed slightly, "Eggs...... Of course eggs have shells!

Ye Fan's face is green, is this a problem!?

However, he didn't dare to refute, carefully picked up the chopsticks, and said, "Wife, did you put salt?"

"Of course you let it go!Can you cook without salt?!Are you stupid, why do you ask so much!?Don't eat if you don't want to!?It's not for you!" Su Qingxue said, and she was about to take the plate away angrily.

Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "I'll eat! I'll eat! I want to taste it! I like to eat ham sausage scrambled eggs the most!"

Ye Fan hurriedly went down with chopsticks, picked up some eggs and a few slices of ham sausage, and stuffed them into his mouth.

As soon as the food was in his mouth, Ye Fan had the feeling of being hit by an electric current in his mouth......

Then, Ye Fan fell silent.

Su Qingxue quietly paid attention to the man's expression, and when she saw that the man was silent, she couldn't help but say, "If it's unpalatable, just say it, anyway, it's the first time I do it, and I'm not ashamed."

Ye Fan still didn't dare to make a sound, swallowed hard, ate the thing, and then grinned: "Of course it's not ashamed, it's delicious."

Su Qingxue's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Ye Fan swore and said: "Of course, this taste is made by your wife, I think it's too distinctive! I didn't expect that scrambled ham sausages with eggs can be so layered!"

"Actually, it's nothing, I just followed the recipe on the Internet and thought about it myself", Su Qingxue came with confidence, picked up the chopsticks, and planned to taste it herself.

But Ye Fan hurriedly snatched the plate over, and said, "You can't eat it!"

"Why!?" Su Qingxue said unhappily: "Why can't I eat it?!Are you lying to me!? It's not delicious, right!?"

Ye Fan said seriously: "I want to eat it alone, such a delicious thing, I will enjoy it alone!"

After speaking, Ye Fan turned his head, with an expression of "seeing death as home", opened his mouth and gobbled it up with "ahhh

Su Qingxue was stunned, and Aunt Jiang on the side had an unbearable expression.

After Ye Fan finished eating, he took a long deep breath, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and some tears were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

He turned around, put the plate down, looked relieved, and said, "It's delicious, thank you wife".

"Is it really so delicious, are you a starving ghost reincarnated", Su Qingxue looked at the man's face as if he was about to become an immortal, and asked in a very good mood.

"It's really delicious," Ye Fan said.

"Then tell me, what kind of taste I haven't tasted", Su Qingxue was very interested in her first big cooking show.

Ye Fan pondered for a while, considered the words, and concluded and commented: "It feels very dreamy, and the taste is indescribable......"

Su Qingxue blinked and pouted, "Saying it is equivalent to saying it in vain, it's hard to say, isn't it just that you can't say what it tastes like?"

"Wife, because this taste is no longer the delicious thing I have eaten before, I don't know how to describe it", Ye Fan added.

Su Qingxue said "um" lightly, she was very happy in her heart, she didn't show much on her face, she just pretended to ask casually: "Are you full, or I'll fry another plate of ......"

Ye Fan felt that his soul trembled, and he hurriedly refused: "No need!"

"Why, didn't you say it was delicious?" asked Su Qingxue.

Ye Fan said earnestly: "Wife, delicious things, if you eat too much, it is not uncommon, I think occasionally you show your cooking skills, so that you can be enough for identity and grade, what do you say? You are not a roadside bento seller, why do you want to win by quantity, you must win by quality!"

When Su Qingxue heard this, she felt that it made a little sense, so she nodded and said, "Well, yes...... Maybe I suddenly got the hang of it, I didn't think I knew how to cook.

In this way, I will cook it once a week in the future, slowly accumulate some dishes, and wait until next year's New Year, I estimate that I will be able to cook a large table of meals. ”

Ye Fan's legs were weak, and he smiled stiffly: "One ...... A table?"

"That's right."

"A table...... It's all your wife's cooking?"

"Hmm".

Ye Fan took a deep breath and wanted to say that if we Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, we can go to the restaurant to eat...... However, Ye Fan still held back.

(三七 Chinese.)