Chapter 54: Did you speak ill of me?

Seeing An Jing squatting down to pick up, but couldn't make a choice for a while, Ji Chendong stood behind her and said, "Nothing you like?" ”

An Jing said: "I'm picking a cost-effective one." ”

Hearing this, Ji Chendong couldn't help but smile and said loudly: "Take the expensive one." ”

An Jing muttered something in a low voice, and Ji Chendong said, "You said bad things about me?" ”

An Jing raised his voice and said, "I said that expensive is not necessarily good, why do you have to spend money in vain?" ”

Ji Chendong said: "But the expensive one must not be bad." ”

This is the truth, An Jing pursed his lips and put down the twenty yuan kitchen knife he had chosen.

Standing up, she said, "Then let's go to the specialty area." ”

Ji Chendong smiled: "This is long overdue." ”

An Jing wanted to buy a knife, Ji Chendong took her to the Zwilling specialty area, An Jing looked at the labels under those exquisite knives, and couldn't help but secretly gasp, the kitchen knives are sold at this price, who wants to use them for cooking.

Just thinking about it, Ji Chendong had already said loudly: "How about this set?" ”

An Jing looked back and saw that Ji Chendong was standing in front of a set of light brown combination knives, she walked over, and the first thing she saw was the label.

One, ten, hundred, thousand...... Fourteen thousand!

A seven-piece set of props costs tens of thousands.

Ji Chendong didn't look at An Jing's expression, he just took out one of the knives at random, glanced at it, and then said, "It's pretty beautiful, that's it, right?" ”

An Jing didn't know what to say, she thought that if she came out to buy something, it would be enough for a hundred or ten yuan at most, but he was fine.

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Ji Chendong looked at her.

"What's wrong? Don't like it? ”

An Jing said lightly: "Use it in your kitchen, you can like it." ”

Ji Chendong smiled lightly and said: "But the person who wants to use it is you, you have to choose a set that is pleasing to your eyes." ”

An Jing thought to herself, the dozens of yuan she usually used were quite pleasing to the eye, but in the face of Ji Chendong, she was more helpless.

There is too much difference between them, he is the crown prince of Yucheng who has been carrying a golden soup spoon since birth, and she is a poor child who has to break a penny into an eight-petal flower.

Maybe it's normal for him to buy a set of props for 18,000 yuan, and she can't use her poor standards to demand from him, which is unfair.

If he likes it, it's fine.

"That's it, it's beautiful."

Just like Ji Chendong said, the most expensive is not necessarily the best, but it must not be bad.

After picking out all the kitchen utensils in Zwilling, An Jing went out to buy a lot of spices.

When the two walked to the vegetable and fresh food section, she asked aloud, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Ji Chendong has only seen the dishes prepared in front of him, but it is the first time he has seen the true face of these vegetables, and after looking around, he replied loudly: "Whatever, look at what you are good at, I'm so hungry." ”

An Jing pushed the shopping cart, and selected some of the various vegetables, and when she walked into the fresh food area, Ji Chendong did not follow, he stood far away, still dissatisfied with the raw smell, and frowned.

Seeing this, An Jing hurriedly picked out some beef and pork ribs, hurriedly returned, and left with Ji Chendong.

When checking out, it was naturally Ji Chendong who swiped the card, and the cashier helped pack two big bags, and Ji Chendong raised his hand to carry it.

An Jing quickly picked up a bag in one hand and said loudly: "Don't carry it, be careful of the wound." ”

Ji Chendong watched An Jing walk out with two big bags, and he couldn't tell what it felt in his heart.

The things in those kitchens were very heavy, and An Jing struggled to carry them, but she tried not to show a trace of embarrassment.

As she walked, she suddenly had a light right hand, and she looked sideways, and it turned out that Ji Chendong was already standing beside her, and reached out and grabbed the bag in her hand.

An Jing said: "Hey, don't take it, wound!" ”

Ji Chendong said casually: "It's okay, left hand." ”

An Jing was still worried: "Why don't we carry it together?" ”

Ji Chendong looked at her funny: "Have you ever seen a woman carry everything when a big man comes out?" When I came out just now, people in the supermarket thought I was a little white face who was raised by you. ”

Hearing this, An Jing showed an embarrassed expression, and Ji Chendong said to himself: "I'm not as fragile as you think." ”

The two walked across the zebra crossing and went all the way back.

After arriving home, An Jing picked up two big bags and walked towards the dining room, saying, "You take a rest first, I'll prepare, soon." ”

Ji Chendong looked at An Jing's back, stepped forward, came to the dining room, saw her take off her coat, and then stood there busy before and after, he said loudly: "Do you want me to help?" ”

An Jing took out all kinds of dishes one by one, shook his head and said, "No, you go and rest." ”

Ji Chendong said: "I didn't do anything, why do you always let me rest?" Find me something to do, I'll be with you. ”

An Jing was also afraid that Ji Chendong would stand there and look at her without blinking, so she replied loudly: "Then you can help me wash the vegetables, but be careful not to let the wound touch the water." ”

Ji Chendong smiled: "Okay." ”

He stepped forward, subconsciously raised his right hand to undo the shirt cufflink at his left wrist, An Jing saw this, and hurriedly said, "Slow down, I'll help you." ”

Only then did Ji Chendong think that he was now a patient who was 'powerless', and he must focus on showing his weakness.

Standing there, watching An Jing roll up his sleeves, Ji Chendong was indescribably happy in his heart, he didn't want to call her, but if this could make her get closer to him, he didn't care about playing some tricks.

After An Jing rolled up Ji Chendong's sleeves, he put the dishes to be washed in his hand, turned on the faucet, and all the preparations were done, just waiting for him to start washing.

Under the ivory white light, a man and a woman, the man was wearing a shirt and the woman was wearing a long skirt, which was obviously not suitable for the kitchen, but it was strangely ironed.

An Jing bought pork ribs, which were ready to boil the soup, she cut the green onions, ginger and garlic, and also prepared red dates and wolfberries, and boiled the soup early.

When it came time to stir-fry, it was inevitable that she would be jumped by the oil, and the oil splashed on her shoulder, she subconsciously sighed, and the next second, she suddenly felt that there was something more on her shoulder, she looked sideways, and it turned out that Ji Chendong put on the leather coat for her.

An Jing stretched out his hand to refuse, and said loudly: "Don't get your clothes oiled, you go out first." ”

Ji Chendong waved his hand, put the wide coat on her shoulder, and said loudly: "It's better to just have a piece of clothing than to splash it on you." ”

For Ji Chendong, a piece of clothing worth tens of thousands of yuan is nothing, if An Jing is burned, then he is really distressed.

An Jing couldn't resist Ji Chendong, and he was embarrassed to pull with him, so he could only put on his coat to stir-fry.

She usually works very quickly, but in half an hour, she prepared four dishes.