Chapter 18: Zhao Xiaoyue's cooking skills

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It's just that the European-style sweet decoration style makes him look a little awkward. It's okay to live with Zhao Xiaoyue, if he lives in such a house by himself, he will have to doubt his gender orientation. The price of such a house is naturally very exaggerated.

With a rent of more than 2,000 yuan a month, Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

Although this house is good, it costs Ye Feng ten months of rent a month, and Ye Feng doesn't think it's cost-effective no matter how you calculate it. His house is nothing, there are more mosquitoes, and there is a separate bathroom! However, Ye Feng's thoughts obviously do not represent Zhao Xiaoyue's thoughts.

Zhao Xiaoyue is very satisfied with this house.

Fortunately, although this house is very good, and the rent is not expensive in Zhao Xiaoyue's opinion, after Ye Feng dialed the landlord's phone, he was told that the house had not been rented out! Zhao Xiaoyue suddenly jumped three feet high: "Oh yes! Finally have a house to live in! ā€

The community of Shuimu Spring City is not very far from S University, and it is separated by five or six bus stops.

Ye Feng dragged Zhao Xiaoyue's suitcase, and Zhao Xiaoyue's suitcase was printed with a big pink Kitty. Ye Feng dragged such a suitcase and walked on the road, followed by a superb MM like Zhao Xiaoyue, and the return rate was naturally very high.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Xiaoyue is a superb MM.

Although Zhao Xiaoyue's facial features look good when taken apart, they are not as beautiful as they are dead or alive, and they have an indescribable taste when combined. People, especially men, have the urge to take her under their wings and let her smile happily every day from now on.

At least that's what Ye Feng thought.

"Wow! This man is so handsome, and his face is good-looking! "A certain woman.

"Yes, yes, the man who can help his girlfriend carry his luggage is the most handsome, I like it!" A certain female number two.

"What kind of vision do you have, such a man is also called handsome? Sure enough, women's eyes are not good, can I be called handsome like this! "A certain man showed off his muscles.

"Just you? Cut! The two women brushed their contempt.

A man's glass heart shattered to the ground. glanced at Ye Feng fiercely, and then at Zhao Xiaoyue, who was as fresh as a small daisy in the mountains and forests, and really couldn't figure out why all the good cabbages in this year were arched by pigs. Although this pig is a bit of a Taoist, how can he have a sense of security with six-pack muscles like him!

Ye Feng didn't know that he dragged his suitcase and took Zhao Xiaoyue to Zhao Xiaoyue's new home like this, and inadvertently broke the glass heart of a muscular man.

Of course, even if he knew it, he wouldn't mind, and maybe he would take the opportunity to step on two feet. The result of the house inspection was satisfactory, the house was not much different from the photos, Zhao Xiaoyue took the contract given by the landlord, signed the name, and quickly handed over the new money to the landlord.

This house is paid for every six months, and more than 10,000 oceans have changed hands in front of Ye Feng, and Ye Feng is not untouched.

But he knows that he will definitely make a lot of money in the future, and Zhao Xiaoyue can live in whatever kind of house he wants. When he thought about it, Ye Feng didn't realize that he had already subconsciously regarded Zhao Xiaoyue as his own ban, otherwise what man would willingly want to pay rent for a woman for no reason!

The furniture and appliances in the house are all brand new, but there are some daily necessities missing.

Seeing off the enthusiastic landlady, Ye Feng accompanied Zhao Xiaoyue to the supermarket several times before all the items were placed, and then it was a dark cleaning. In the blink of an eye, the sky was dark, and the two of them, who had been working all day, had their stomachs "growling" at the same time.

Ye Feng and Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at each other awkwardly and said, "Let's eat!" ā€

"What kind of food, you go to the sofa and wait for a while, you will be able to start work soon!"

Zhao Xiaoyue approached the kitchen with a bright and clean window, took off the small floral apron hanging on the kitchen door, and put on her upper body. Scoop up the rice in three or two, put it in the rice cooker and cook it, and then take out two or three servings from the refrigerator that the supermarket bought, wash and cut the packaged convenient vegetables and vegetables for a long time, neatly disassemble them, preheat the oil pan and throw them in and stir-fry them.

Ye Feng couldn't imagine that Zhao Xiaoyue looked delicate and weak, and she could actually cook.

I was a little stunned for a while. But when you go out to eat, you have to wait anyway, and you have to wait at home, so it's no different. It's just that God must bless Zhao Xiaoyue not to be an embroidered pillow, he can't eat it just by looking at it, otherwise his stomach will be miserable tonight!

Ye Feng touched his stomach and went to the water dispenser in the living room to get a glass of water, barely soothing the feeling of hunger.

If you are idle, you will go to the kitchen and see if you can help. In the past, when he was in his hometown, Ye Feng was not a five-finger man who did not touch the spring water, basically there was any work at home, and he would come forward to help when he saw him. But now in Zhao Xiaoyue's kitchen, he found that he couldn't help at all.

Zhao Xiaoyue's cooking process looks like a performance!

The overall arrangement of time was used to the extreme, and the shrimp that were jumping alive rolled in her dexterous palm, and when they reappeared on the plate, the black fishing line was picked up, and the tentacles and carapaces were gone! And when she finished processing the prawns, the oil in the pan was just preheated to the temperature she wanted.

In the splashing sound of crackling oil smoke, Zhao Xiaoyue picked up the kitchen knife and waved it "dodo".

The tender cucumbers are broken down into small cubes that are almost the same size, and by this time, the shrimp in the pot are almost ripe. Zhao Xiaoyue threw the cucumber in, scooped up the spatula a few times, put an appropriate amount of salt and chicken essence, and started the plate.

Tender yellow ginger shreds, pink shrimp, and green cucumbers are mixed in one place, steaming hot.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, only to feel that his stomach was even hungrier. remembered that in the supermarket before, when Zhao Xiaoyue wanted to buy prawns, he made fun of her: "You still buy this?" How can a young lady like you cook? I won't buy it back as a pet! Haha......" suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Xiaoyue didn't have time to deal with Ye Feng, she was busy cooking the next dish.

When two meats, two vegetables and one soup, five exquisite dishes were served on the table, there was a "beep" sound from the rice cooker, indicating that the host's rice was cooked and ready to eat! Zhao Xiaoyue neatly cleaned up the kitchen, and filled two bowls of crystal clear white rice with the newly bought bowl that had been cleaned a long time ago, and Ye Feng hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

During the whole cooking process, the only thing Ye Feng helped with was to help lay out the chopsticks and the bowls and spoons for drinking soup!

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Xiaoyue almost with a look of admiration, holding a bowl of kelp tofu and mushroom soup, and drank it fragrantly. Before Zhao Xiaoyue, he had seen many people cook, but he had never seen anyone cook like Zhao Xiaoyue, which was simply upgraded to the level of art.