Chapter 252: Hands-on Cooking

"I think your studies are in vain, and you can't use them in front of these elementary school students." Li Jingjing has seen Teacher Naren's lectures, these students can only be taught with patience and love, like Zhao Xinyu, a teacher who dislikes students and is stupid before he has done anything, how can he teach students.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Xinyu followed behind Li Jingjing.

"Ready to cook."

Li Jingjing walked into the living room, leaning against the window is a row of fabric sofas, outside the small floral curtains is the flower garden in the yard, on the left is the glass separated kitchen, then there is a red dining table, and some knick-knacks are randomly placed on the handicraft shelves on the side, and there is a utility room.

"Do you know how to cook? Know what to eat at noon? Looking at Li Jingjing, who was about to go to the kitchen to cook, in fact, Zhao Xinyu knew that Li Jingjing could cook, but the one he was most familiar with here was Li Jingjing, and after finding that after coming this time, Li Jingjing was not as casual as before, and he didn't even ask him how he came here and what he did here.

What to eat, so many people, Li Jingjing put on a pale green apron, the refrigerator is full of vegetables, many are still wild celery, wild leeks, all kinds of ingredients fill the refrigerator, of course, those excellent ingredients, abalone and bird's nest These are naturally impossible to have, but there are still ordinary ingredients, and the most important thing on the ranch is fresh vegetables.

"What do you do?" The carrots and peppers that had just been washed and put aside were taken away by Jiezi, Li Jingjing was stunned, and turned to look at Jiezi who had entered the kitchen in confusion. When did he come in, why didn't he hear Jaeko come in.

Looking back, Zhao Xinyu didn't know where to hide and play.

Without saying anything, Jiezi washed her hands, put the radish on the cutting board, and took the kitchen knife on the side. Skillfully cut the carrots into thin strips, put them on a plate for later use, and then began to cut the peppers.

He can't be a military district cooker, right? Li Jingjing was dumbfounded, Jiezi's movements were too skillful, and the sunlight shone through the bright glass in the spacious kitchen. He still had a grim face. But there is a kind of seriousness and concentration between the eyebrows.

If Jiezi was killing people with a knife, Li Jingjing would definitely accept it, but such a cold and expressionless man. didn't even bother to say superfluous words, she actually knew how to cook, Li Jingjing was really scorched by the thunder.

"Just one dish?" The brows on his grim face were slightly furrowed, and the carrots, peppers, and dried tofu were all shredded. In addition, the shredded lean pork on the side is shredded, which is the ingredient of fish-flavored shredded pork. But this is the first course.

"There are still a lot of dishes in the refrigerator, Mr. Naren, they usually don't have time to cook, there are many people today, it is better to make more." Li Jingjing opened the refrigerator. Start taking the ingredients from inside.

"I'm going to eat that wild greens, wild leeks reads();." There was suddenly an extra person in the kitchen, which startled Li Jingjing, who was picking up the dishes. These people came in silently.

Wang Mengjie is helping in the kitchen today. made Li Jingjing feel an indescribable joy, even if she could do these cooking things. But it's a really nice feeling to have one with you.

"It's all vegetables, is there meat?" Jiezi glanced at Li Jingjing with a cold face, turned around and opened the refrigerator door, most of which were vegetables, Jiezi opened the noodle freezer again, saw the mutton, and took out the mutton.

"Add more rice, there are more people today." Seeing that Li Jingjing was ready to cook, Wang Mengjie spoke.

"Is so much enough?" Li Jingjing's rice for so many people has really not been cooked, just add a little more water to cook it into porridge in the morning, and sometimes it is egg fried rice, but adding one more bowl of rice is two large bowls of rice, Li Jingjing dug two more bowls of rice and thought in her heart.

As soon as Li Jingjing spoke, she felt a cold breath in the kitchen, and looked up at Jiezi who was holding mutton and a kitchen knife on the side, what was the cold air all over her body for? Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind, "How are you going to make mutton?" "Thinking of the roast mutton eaten in the 12th regiment, Jiezi won't make roast mutton today.

"Eat whatever you like, let's do it."

"Wait, I'll give you the apron." Li Jingjing quickly untied the apron on her body and handed it to Wang Mengjie on the side, but unfortunately Wang Mengjie just glanced at it and didn't plan to take it.

"Whatever you want." Thinking that he didn't need an apron, Li Jingjing glanced down at the pale green ladies apron in her hand, and then looked at Wang Mengjie's handsome and extraordinary iceberg face, it was estimated that he was reluctant to use a lady's apron, but just as he was about to take it back, Wang Mengjie's eyes sank, obviously unhappy, and then shook the mutton in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right hand.

So it's not that he doesn't use an apron, but he doesn't have hands to pick it up? Li Jingjing understood that she was just about to step forward to help Wang Mengjie tie the apron, but looking at the tall back in front of her, she got closer, and a strange breath lingered in her nose, Li Jingjing's movements were stiff, couldn't he put the kitchen knife down?

Li Jingjing bypassed Wang Mengjie's arm and struggled to wrap the pale green apron around Wang Mengjie's waist.

After waiting for a long time, Li Jingjing didn't tie the apron, and it was so abrasive to tie an apron, Jiezi glanced back at Li Jingjing dissatisfiedly, glanced at her with a knife, and then continued to turn around and prepare for the meat on the board.

What's wrong with him today, wasn't he okay in the car just now, this will become like a person, he didn't offend him, his face was a little scary, Li Jingjing suddenly thought that when he entered the door just now, Zhao Xinyu's demon hugged him, and he wouldn't put on his face because of this, he was too stingy.

Facial paralysis is amazing! Li Jingjing glared at Wang Mengjie's broad back, and finally reached out to tie the apron for Tan Chen from behind, getting closer, how could there be an ambiguity that she took the initiative to hug this man from behind, her face was hot, Li Jingjing moved quickly, and quickly stepped aside after tying the apron to Wang Mengjie.

The smell of oil is permeating, he can't really be from the cooking class, right? Wang Mengjie's movements were too skilled, Li Jingjing leaned in front of the refrigerator and watched Wang Mengjie busy in the kitchen, after the wild celery was drained, the oil in the pot was already hot, the mutton pot, the crackling sound sounded, after frying for a while, Jiezi fried the mutton in the pot for a while, and then put the wild celery into the pot and stir-fried it together.

No matter how the economy develops in China, some feudal ideas have been retained, men generally have few kitchens, washing clothes, cooking and taking care of children, these things have become women's things by convention, whether it is a father or a grandfather, they are far away cooks.

Seeing Jie Zi Chef today opened Li Jingjing's eyes. (To be continued) (To be continued.) )