As a real foodie, in order not to wronged his mouth, Ye Qiange did not work hard.

For this reason, he specially enrolled in night school to study cooking.

A burst of knife light flickered, the kitchen knife seemed to come to life, Ye Qiange cut the knife very fast, chopping, cutting, cutting, carving, picking, the knife technique is like flowing water, in one go, the knife light glimpses, and the ingredients on the cutting board are all cut.

Xiao Tiantian, who was sitting on the side, was dumbfounded, and then clapped her little palms and shouted happily, "Brother is so amazing-"

Ye Qiange smiled, tied an apron, and skillfully stir-fried.

Suddenly, a strong aroma permeated the entire kitchen.

Xiao Tiantian's eyes lit up, staring directly at the pot, swallowing saliva, and Ye Qiange, who looked at it greedily, laughed.

"Wait a minute, you can eat it soon."

With so many ingredients, Ye Qiange was itchy for a while, and he planned to make a few more, so he was out of control and made seven in succession.

"Come, taste it." Ye Qiange sandwiched a piece of fish meat and put it in Tiantian's mouth.

"It's delicious, it's sweet." The sweet taste buds were completely conquered, and his eyes were green staring at a few plates of dishes that had already been prepared, and his expression was eager to try.

Ye Qiange saw that Tian Tian was like a hungry kitten, and was ready to fry this and forget it.

"It smells so good!" Ye Tianyong and the three of them did not approach the kitchen, and a breathtaking aroma of vegetables came to their nostrils.

Ye Tianyong shook his nose, revealing an incredible look, but he didn't think much about it and stepped into the kitchen.

"Bad brother, Tian Tian is going to starve to death." Tian Tian pouted and said very unhappily.

"Sweet and dozens of more counts are fine."

"Ye Qiange, you rolled over the ——。 for me" Ye Tianyong was halfway through shouting, and his voice suddenly cut off, and the scene in front of him was too far from what he had estimated.

Xu Yichan and Jiang Rou didn't get much better, they were all stunned in place, looking at Ye Qiange like ghosts.

I saw Ye Qiange incarnated as a chef, holding a pot in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand, stir-frying quickly while turning the pot, and his appearance was very pleasing to the eye.

An appetizing aroma escapes from the pot.

Father and Mother Ye's eyes were about to pop out, and they felt that Ye Qiange in front of them was a fake son.

Xu Yichan opened her small mouth and was also shocked by this scene.

When did that gentleman have more life skills such as cooking?

"Dad, mother!"

Xiao Tiantian let out a coquettish cry, making Ye Qiange, who was wholeheartedly stir-frying, look back and see Ye Tianyong and the others.

"Tiantian, prepare the plate, it's out of the pot."

Sweet cheered, hurriedly set the plate in his hand, and watched Ye Qiange put it on the plate with eager eyes.

Get it done!

"Dad, mother, why are you here?"

"Don't say so much, you made this dish?" Ye Tianyong looked at the eight dishes on the board, and still asked in disbelief.

"That's nature." Ye Qiange was very satisfied with everyone's expressions.

When it comes to cooking, he is professional and 100% confident.

"Stinky boy, there's no point in it, it's useless to learn as much as you can." Ye Tianyong snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay, why is there no good cooking skills?" Jiang Rou pulled Ye Tianyong away and beckoned outside, "Come on, bring these dishes to the hall." ”

"Son, you're tired, just leave these things to your subordinates in the future." Jiang Rou took out a handkerchief to wipe Ye Qiange's sweat, and said distressedly.

Ye Qiange smiled, and a trace of warmth crossed his heart.

Back in the hall, the food had been arranged, and Tian Tian was clamoring for Ye Qiange to feed herself.

Ye Qiange couldn't cry or laugh, picked up Xiao Tiantian and sat on her lap.

"Brother, I want to eat fish."

"Okay." Ye Qiange sandwiched a piece of fish meat and put it in Xiao Tiantian's small wooden bowl, and carefully pulled out the fish bones, so that he could feed Tian Tian with confidence.

"Qiange, tell me about your dishes." Jiang Rou coughed, looking at the eight delicate dishes that were not like words, and felt that it was difficult to put down the chopsticks.

Even Xu Yichan, too, she is a saint today, and she has never eaten any delicacies, but today I saw the eight dishes made by Ye Qiange, regardless of the color, fragrance, and novel and beautiful plating, it is unheard of and unseen.

Ye Qiange nodded, "This dish is called sweet and sour carp, the method is very simple, first marinate the carp, starch it, put it in burning oil to fry the crispy skin, and then pour the boiled sweet and sour sauce." ”

It's a pity that there are no chili peppers, otherwise I could have made dozens of different ways to make fish.

After Ye Qiange introduced them one by one, several people began to take a bite, and they suddenly couldn't hold back their chopsticks, and they devoured them without caring about their image.

It's a new experience, a treat for the taste buds, and a few people have never tasted this novel dish before.

Seeing this, Ye Qiange's face changed, he had been busy for so long, he had to treat himself, pick up his chopsticks and join the sweeping army.

The wind was whirling, several people leaned back on the chairs and didn't want to move, the tables were already in a mess, and only the leftovers were cold in the dishes.

Ye Qiange looked at Xu Yichan in slight surprise, she looked slender and slender, but her appetite was not small.

Xu Yichan felt something, her face turned slightly red, and she snorted coldly and glanced at Ye Qiange.

Ye Qiange was inexplicably lying down, and Her Majesty the Empress was clearly blaming him for making the dishes that were too delicious.

"Qiange, who did you learn from about stir-frying?" Ye Tianyong pretended to be very casual and asked.

"An old man." Ye Qiange replied seriously.

In this era, stir-fried food has not yet appeared, whether it is the ordinary people or the nobles of the emperor and grandson, the dishes on the table, except for some decent pastries, are only all kinds of cooking.

"Old-fashioned? Tell me how you met. ”

"I vaguely remember that it was a snowy night, when the wind howled and the ground shook—"

The black lines on everyone's foreheads fell down in unison, and they looked at Ye Qiange with half-open eyes.

"Getting to the point!" Ye Tianyong wanted to hang him up and smoke him at the moment.

"I saved him, and he taught me to stir-fry in return."

"And then?"

Ye Qiange blinked his eyes and spread his hands, "No, that's the point." ”

"Poof." Xu Yichan couldn't help laughing, the conversation between the father and son was really unbearable, and it was difficult not to laugh.

Ye Tianyong was suddenly overjoyed and stunned.

Ye Qiange didn't know what his father thought, but he didn't want to say it, "Mother, stir-frying is not complicated, it's very easy to get started, just wait for me to explain it to the chef in the house." ”

"In this case, will your master mind?" Ye Mu said worriedly, after all, stir-fry was taught by an old Taoist.

"It's okay, it's just stir-frying, and there's no technical content."

After speaking, he looked down and saw that Tian Tian in his arms was already asleep, so he called the maid to carry Tian Tian to the bed.

"Why are you still sitting?" Ye Tianyong spoke again, his expression extremely serious.

Ye Qiange had a big question mark on his head, and he looked dazed.

"Don't go to the kitchen yet, if you don't teach them well, see how I clean you up."

Ye Qiange: "......"

Back at the palace, it was already evening.

Ye Qiange felt that his body was hollowed out, he fell asleep on the dragon chariot, and when he returned to the dormitory, he immediately collapsed on the bed and couldn't get up again.

After sleeping late at night, Ye Qiange woke up in a daze and saw a person lying on the table, sleeping with his eyes closed.

He shook his head, a little apologetic in his heart, after all, he took up someone's bed. got off the bed, picked up a cotton blanket, and carefully covered it for Xu Yichan.

At this time, Xu Yichan's eyes opened suddenly, her jade hand flipped over, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, clasped Ye Qiange's arm in the blink of an eye, twisted slightly, and then lightly kicked Ye Qiange and flew out.