As a friend of the Suyi people for many years, Gao Bo knows very well that Liu Jie is the first person who can be called friends by the Sui people, except for a few friends who have grown up and played together since they were children and have made friends with each other's families.

This has to arouse the great attention of Gaobo.

Liu Jie is dressed very inconspicuously, and he doesn't need to look at the brand to know that it is not worth anything.

However, his face is very handsome, especially a pair of deep eyes that look like a mixed race, and even Gao Bo, who is a man, has to secretly praise it, it is indeed very attractive.

In their circle of friends, from time to time, someone will bring friends in, what about the others, Gao Bo doesn't care, he only cares about the Suyi people, this is the woman he likes since the beginning of his love, and she doesn't marry.

Gao Bo immediately cheered up, put on a very kind posture, and greeted warmly: "Hello, my name is Gao Bo, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Liu Jie was not very interested in the friends of the Suyi people, so he only politely said hello and offered to go to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Gao Bo was stunned when he heard this, and asked blankly, "Cook porridge?"

The Sui briefly explained what had happened.

As soon as Gao Bo heard that the Su Yi had been busy dealing with the car accident since he left the house in the morning, it was already afternoon and he hadn't eaten yet, so he hurriedly took the initiative to say: "Doctor Liu, just say what porridge you want, I'll do it!"

Liu Jie waved his hand and refused: "No need, I'll do it myself, you can't make that kind of taste." ”

The Sui people helped on the side: "You just let him cook it himself." ”

Gao Bo was a little unhappy, in his opinion, he was belittling his cooking skills and smashing himself in the face in front of the Sui people.

The smile on Gao Bo's face faded a little, and he said, "Doctor Liu, your medical skills may indeed be very good, but when it comes to cooking, it is definitely not as good as mine." Isn't it just porridge? What kind of porridge do you want? Medicinal porridge, nourishing porridge or health porridge? I can cook it for you. ”

Gao Bo's words are not deliberately elevating himself to boast.

He really has this proud capital.

His ancestors are several generations of imperial chefs in the palace, and his father has also made state banquets for high-level officials, even he himself is not young, but he is also a well-known top chef in the culinary world, and he has participated in competitions and won countless awards.

Liu Jie didn't care about his attitude, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you, my niece loves to drink the porridge I cooked." ”

"Just let him cook it himself, and borrow your kitchen!" said the Sui to Gobble.

In her opinion, if Liu Jie is interested, let him toss, at most waste some ingredients, Gao Bo's family doesn't care at all.

"Okay, Dr. Liu, I'll take you there. ”

The Suyi people all spoke, and Gao Bo could only listen, but he still thought that Liu Jie was getting an axe at all.

"I'll go and see, too. The Sui followed him out of the private room.

Gao Bo's restaurant takes the route of a private restaurant, the store is not large, but it is chic everywhere, and even the kitchen is very exquisitely designed.

When he arrived in the kitchen, Gao Bo pointed to the neatly arranged small jars of rice grain on the shelves and asked, "Doctor Liu, what kind of porridge do you want?"

Liu Jie said: "My niece has just had surgery, and she can only drink some light rice soup, so let's boil some millet porridge for her, is there millet here?"

"Yes, there is, but because I don't use it much on weekdays, this year's new rice has not come down, and I only have a little old rice from last year. Gao Bo was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, you just give me the millet. Liu Jie said.

Gao Bo nodded in agreement, and while ordering someone to help bring rice, he despised Liu Jie again in his heart.

Millet porridge is the simplest way to make porridge, and the only two requirements are that it must be new rice, and the other is that it must be boiled for more than half an hour to achieve the most delicious and soft taste.

The little chef quickly took out the rice porridge and sent it to Liu Jie.

Liu Jie glanced at it and said, "This shouldn't be enough, I'm worried that there will be other people who want to eat in a while, so it's better to boil it out more." ”

"This 。。。。。。 Gao Bo didn't know what to say.

I don't know where this Dr. Liu got this confidence, it's just an ordinary bowl of millet porridge, and anyone else can rush to eat it?

The people in the restaurant have long been raised by his craftsmanship, and the cooks in the Su Yi family are also specially invited back from other places for their old man, and the general food Su Yi people will not look at it at all, how can they drink a bowl of millet porridge with no characteristics?

But since Liu Jie took the initiative to ask, he provided the ingredients, anyway, he was not the one who would lose face after a while.

With the idea of watching a good show, Gao Bo was extra cooperative and asked someone to take some more millet and send it over.

Liu Jie skillfully began to wash rice and boil porridge.

He naturally also knows that when boiling millet porridge, new rice must be used, but there is no need to force it at the moment.

Anyway, what he originally practiced with his master was the wood attribute exercises, and he was absolutely handy at manipulating plants, and all the grains in his hands could give full play to their own value.

Even if he doesn't have the slightest internal force in his body now, but with the absolute blessing of the feel, he can still boil every grain of millet to the best time and improve the taste to the most delicious level.

Ten minutes later, a strong aroma permeated the kitchen.

"It's so fragrant!" Su Yi couldn't help but lean closer, and stretched out his head to look at the millet porridge boiling in the pot: "I'm a little hungry when I smell it." ”

Liu Jie said generously: "Anyway, after boiling so much, you can also drink a bowl and taste it in a while." ”

"Okay. The Sui nodded dryly.

Gao Bo frowned, since Liu Jie started cooking porridge, he has been watching from the side, when the fragrance in the pot wafted out, he was also surprised, I don't understand how Liu Jie did it, he can boil a pot of ordinary millet porridge so fragrant.

After a few more minutes, Liu Jie turned off the fire, took down the porridge pot, first put some out of the thermos flask, and then began to take the bowl to serve the porridge.

His body has just been up for three full shifts, and he has not been dripping since last night, although he has a trace of his soul blessing, but now he is only a mortal fetus, and he is really hungry if he doesn't eat for a long time.

Looking at Liu Jiesheng's porridge, Gao Bo couldn't help but say: "Doctor Liu, even fresh millet porridge will take at least more than half an hour to cook, and you have only boiled it for less than twenty minutes, and you are almost hot, right?"

Liu Jie gave himself a bowl of porridge, and then handed over a bowl to the Su Yi people, and said casually: "Oh, I have my own cooking method, the porridge is already cooked, don't worry, you can eat it." ”