Chapter Two Hundred and One: Why
Da Meng had just agreed to come down, when he suddenly saw a car slowly driving beside Da Meng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Da Meng looked in the car, who was not Mo Jiawen and the others.
Obviously, the two of them had seen Da Meng before, so they called Da Meng, but Da Meng said that he was at home, but now they were exposed on the spot.
Da Meng obviously noticed Luo Lang's slightly sadistic eyes, but with the thickness of his face, he naturally would not be stimulated by the other party.
Da Meng got into Mo Jiawen's SUV car directly, and glanced at Mo Jiawen with a vague look, only to see that the other party was wearing a casual shirt, covering her ripe figure, but even so, it still made people feel like a feast for the eyes.
Da Meng retracted his gaze and greeted him as if nothing happened: "Why are you here?" ”
"We were about to go to Loushan to play, and we happened to see you."
Loushan, this is one of the few scenic spots in Pucheng.
"What about you? How did you end up here? ”
Mo Jiawen asked thoughtfully.
It's only seven or eight o'clock now, and the other party appears here, obviously spending the night in the county seat.
Da Meng said bluntly: "I just left my girlfriend's house and am about to go home. ”
After Mo Jiawen heard this, her expression couldn't help but stiffen slightly, but she didn't show any emotion.
"Since I'm invited to dinner, then I'll go grocery shopping."
"Grocery shopping!?" Da Meng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the other party suspiciously: "You do it yourself?" ”
Seeing Mo Jiawen's natural nod, Da Meng couldn't help frowning.
I thought that the other party would invite myself to some hotel or something like that, but now I ......
As far as the other party's cooking skills are concerned, I don't know where the courage is, and I am embarrassed to invite a guest to dinner!?
Mo Jiawen seemed to see Da Meng's thoughts, and asked with a somewhat ugly face: "Is my cooking so unpalatable?" ”
Da Meng was not stupid, so naturally he would not nod, but opened his mouth to explain: "No! I just think it's just a meal, so I don't have to be so troublesome, just find a restaurant to solve it, and it's okay. ”
Mo Jiawen's gaze turned around Da Meng a few times, and then she spoke: "What's the trouble with this......
While speaking, Mo Jiawen had already started the car and drove the car home directly.
Just after watching a movie at her house and playing a few games with Luo Lang, she saw Mo Jiawen in the kitchen, busy with her hands in a hurry, and she knew that she was not good at cooking.
In the end, Da Meng couldn't see it and walked to the kitchen on his own.
"No, you don't! No more! You can just sit in the living room......"
The other party will come to the house at her request, and it can definitely be regarded as a guest, Mo Jiawen naturally will not let the other party help.
Da Meng has always been a lazy person, and if he can lie down, he will never sit.
It's just that he already has a deep understanding of the other party's cooking skills, and so many ingredients are handed over to the other party, I am afraid that he will be violent to the heavens, so Dameng has no choice but to show his hand.
"It's okay! One more person, one more effort. ”
Seeing that Da Meng had already rolled up his sleeves and was eager to try, Mo Jiawen could only nod in agreement in the end, "Okay, then you wash the vegetables first......"
didn't wait for Mo Jiawen's words to finish, but she saw that Da Meng had already picked up the kitchen knife, performed a knife skill that she couldn't even imagine, cut the potatoes, and forced Mo Jiawen to swallow the words that had already reached her mouth.
"This fish is relatively fresh, so let's make it into steamed fish...... And this chicken, let's make Kung Pao Chicken...... Then make a tomato egg soup......"
Da Meng was talking, but he saw Mo Jiawen standing in the space stunned, looking at him with a pair of dull eyes, "Do you know how to cook?" ”
Da Meng said modestly: "It will be a little." ”
Mo Jiawen looked at the other party's cut ingredients, and saw that the ingredients were the same size, uniform thickness, and neat length...... Let's not talk about anything else, just in terms of this knife worker, I'm afraid it will catch up with the chef of the star-rated hotel.
The truth did not surprise Mok.
After Da Meng joined, he immediately took over the kitchen, and Mo Jiawen completely became the other party's hand, washing vegetables and cleaning kitchen utensils......
At first, Mo Jiawen was still a little unconvinced, but after tasting a dish of sweet and sour pork, she was completely speechless, and quietly started to fight the other party.
A few years ago, when Luo Lang's father was not dead, Mo Jiawen had Chinese food, Western food, and star-rated hotels...... It's not that I haven't eaten it.
And today's young man's craftsmanship is not inferior to those famous chefs.
It's obviously an ordinary dish, but the one made in his hands is obviously different.
A simple bite, but it almost melted my heart, it was an indescribable taste......
Mo Jiawen stood quietly beside him, with a learning attitude, watching the other party show off his cooking skills: knife work, seasoning, cooking......
This cooking skill, which usually makes her feel troublesome, now looks like a performance, full of pleasing sensations.
Seeing that the soup was almost cooked, Da Meng took a big spoon and scooped it and savored it gently.
"After all, I haven't done it for a long time, and the taste is already some distance from her peak, but even so, she can still throw her out a few streets."
Da Meng nodded, but saw Mo Jiawen's gaze staring straight at him, "What the hell are you doing?" ”
"I'm a piano teacher."
"I feel like you're more of a chef."
Da Meng smiled and didn't explain much......
After the meal was ready, the three of them sat at the dinner table, Luo Lang, who was poisoned by his mother, was shocked after eating Dameng's dishes, he was already very curious about Dameng, and now he felt that the other party was mysterious and special.
Mo Jiawen suddenly spoke: "Teacher Meng, what do you think of Luo Lang's talent on the piano?" ”
Da Meng glanced at Luo Lang on the side, Luo Lang instinctively raised his head, and looked at Da Meng with some nervousness in his expression.
Da Meng nodded truthfully and said an answer that was not disappointing or surprising: "Not bad!" ”
Mo Jiawen originally wanted to test Da Meng's attitude towards Luo Lang, and if possible, she wanted Luo Lang to worship him as a teacher.
After all, Da Meng's piano skills and teaching level have completely conquered her, if you can worship him as a teacher, this is a great thing for Luo Lang.
It's just that now Dameng's answer obviously reveals a perfunctory meaning, which makes her originally wanted to say something, and she doesn't know how to speak for a while.
Mo Jiawen thought for a while, and asked a little unrelentingly: "Do you think that if he develops on the piano, there will be hope in the future?" ”
Da Meng obviously saw something, but he didn't break it, after thinking about it, Da Meng shook his head, which made Mo Jiawen and the others involuntarily stunned.
Since Luo Lang has been studying, he has met many piano teachers, but when it comes to Luo Lang's talent and potential, he is all amazed.
But now that he came to Dameng, the other party shook his head, which made Mo Jiawen, who was originally quite confident, how to accept it for a while.
Fortunately, this was said by Da Meng, if it were someone else, Mo Jiawen would be afraid that she would not be able to help but slap the table.
But even so, Mo Jiawen's face was still a little ugly, "Why? ”