Mu Xinran is worthy of being Ye Hong's good sister, and her hardcore best friend N not only spies on Ye Hong's military situation as if she was a thief, but also for the happiness of her sisters, she is even more anxious than Ye Hong herself.

"Okay, hurry up, I'll help you watch it first!"

After saying a few more words to the phone, Mu Xinran hurriedly ended the call and hung up the phone.

Lift your pants and hastily clean them after defecation. With the rumbling sound of the toilet flushing, Mu Xinran pushed the door out majestically and vigorously. After that, he went up to the second floor without hesitation.

Although Mu Xinran was not familiar with He Qingqian, although she was even less familiar with Zhang Jin's mother, although she knew that she might be a little embarrassed to get involved in their conversation.

But for the happiness of his good sister, in order not to give He Qingqian the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, Mu Xinran decided to fight! Even if it's a-stirring stick, admit it!

At this time, Mu Xinran suddenly felt that he was very great and heroic. I even felt that there was a round of golden dazzling sun rising from the back of my head, reflecting my petite body extremely tall, this little girl was a little self-absorbed!

Song Yiting wanted to split her legs, Mu Xinran fearlessly threw herself into the spy war and the secret war, and Beigong Shuoyue continued to circle around Yue Wenting......

These wonderful stories are not mentioned for now. First turn his gaze back to Zhang Jin's body again.

Because of the urgency of time, in order to keep everyone from going hungry and waiting.

Zhang Jin, who couldn't wait to be distracted, was busy in the kitchen alone preparing lunch for the uncles, aunts and grandmothers who were arrogant and waiting to be fed for more than a dozen meals outside, but he didn't feel hard at all, but was willing to eat it.

Mom likes to be lively, and friends need to connect with each other, all of which need to be supported by Zhang Jin's busyness.

Zhang Jin has always been very generous to these people, never caring about gains and losses, and never measuring the pay.

What's more, today's grandmaster-level cooking skills not only make Zhang Jin have a little experience every time he cooks, but he also has a feeling of being at home like a fish in water. Naturally, Zhang Jin is even more happy!

Two hearths in the kitchen, a rice cooker, an oven, an electric steamer, and an electric pressure cooker, all on fire.

Zhang Jin sometimes seasons, thickens, and pickles various ingredients on the side of the board;

From time to time, kitchen knives, meat knives, and boning knives dance in the snow. Cut meat, vegetables and fish into cubes, slices, slices and dices;

From time to time, he wanders between the stove and the pot, turning the spoon, stir-frying, and stirring;

From time to time, deal with two stoves, pull out and stuff the wooden tripper, turn on or off the small blower.

Zhang Jin in the kitchen is busy like an acrobat performing the most intense show.

Although the project is complex, it is strangely undisordered, but has an indescribable rhythm. The movements are pleasing to the eye and the layers are methodical.

When walking, the feet move like a dance, and the steps are like a frightening wave; When operating, the hands are like a thousand flowers blooming, beautiful and dazzling;

Because of the pleasing nature of Zhang Jin's kitchen dance, after that, there were a few guys who were originally just going to come to pretend to take a walk, and Zuihou was fascinated to stay and become an audience.

"Husband, such a large group of meals must be difficult to cook, you go to the kitchen to help!"

The relationship with Zhang Jin is far less than that of Su Nan, who Mu Xinran and Lan Feifei are familiar with, and when he saw that Zhang Jin was the only one who went into the kitchen, he was a little embarrassed. Hurriedly urged her husband, Shi Wen's classmate to cook and help.

After all, Su Nan's face can't be compared with Lily's family of three, and the time of waiting for the food to be served makes her feel uncomfortable, like sitting on pins and needles.

Although Shi Wen, a lazy thing, shirked in every possible way, but under the plea of Su Nan's very little woman, he finally reluctantly entered the kitchen. ..., as soon as the door was pushed open, Shi Wen pulled his neck very insincerely and shouted:

"Lao Jin, do you want to help?"

"Will you help? It's almost as good as a favor! ”

Zhang Jin didn't flick his eyes, he continued to be busy in his hands, and said very shocking words in his mouth.

For this result, the stone pattern has actually been pestle, and the stone pattern was originally forced by his wife to leave.

Therefore, this guy Shiwen didn't even step over the kitchen door, and the idea was to deal with it and retire.

However, when he saw Zhang Jin's kitchen dance, he immediately reversed his previous plan and stayed.

Looking at the first second, when Zhang Jin was fished out of the water, the whole fish that was still alive and kicking, under Zhang Jin's hands, seemed to be just a small boning knife with a wipe and pick, and it turned into a complete fish skin as thin as a cicada's wings, a pair of fish intestines, internal organs and a naked fish stripped naked;

Then, the naked fish, which exposed its snow-white skin and tender flesh, was covered by a snow-like knife light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thin piece of meat of exactly the same size, and a fish skeleton with almost no trace of fish flesh attached.

Zhang Jin: Where is the chef's knife work? It's a magical magic!

The fish had just been carnied out here, and the oil pot that had just sat on the fire had just heated N1 over there

Next, Zhang Jin took the freshly sliced haode fish fillet, and walked to the hot oil pan one step away, just in time for the fish fillet to be put into the pot.

As soon as the frying spoon in his hand was stirred a few times, the flames suddenly jumped out of the pot, three or four feet high. Zhang Jin was not flustered, and suddenly picked up the horse spoon with one hand and began the spoon reversal performance.

Hundreds of fish fillets leap up more than half a meter as they fly up and down the horse spoon, and then they fall like cherry blossoms blown down by the breeze. Back in the spoon, then up and down again, and so on.

Leaping high and falling, but not a single one is broken.

Where does this look like a chef is flipping a spoon? This is clearly a beautiful rhythmic gymnastics!

So, Shiwen gave up the plan to go through the motions, stayed, and continued to watch.

There is no doubt that Si Xiang is the highest level of grandmaster, and when the cooking enters the state of meditation, the appeal and attraction formed are not inferior to those of carving when entering the state of entering the spirit.

Therefore, the current stone pattern is like the neighbors who were attracted by Zhang Jin's carving when Zhang Jin was downstairs in his home in Beijing at that time, and they were captured by the infectious power of the banshee's singing.

Shiwen was the first captive to be captured, but not Zuihou one.

When Beigong Shuoyue, the little fat man, wanted to come to the kitchen to go through the motions and greet him because he didn't want to go, he became the second captive.

Then, as people came in, the audience in the kitchen grew.

Until Zuihou, Song Yiting and Beigong Heyue, who hooked up in the courtyard, found that the originally noisy chatting, chatting and laughter in the small building had disappeared and began to become quiet. The two women, who felt that something was wrong, also found the kitchen and joined the onlookers.

So, except for Zhang Jin's mother and He Qingqian, who were still chatting on the second floor, and Mu Xinran, who was responsible for disrupting the situation and disturbing the atmosphere, everyone at this party gathered in the kitchen.

The state of immersion in cooking, even if it is Xiao Fei and Wei Feng, who have met a few times, they can hardly extricate themselves when they see it again. What's more, these first-time people?

Therefore, the first floor of the small building, which was originally noisy and lively, became quiet. Only pots and pans sonatas remain, coming from the kitchen from time to time.

Just when Zhang Jin was dancing by the pot, stove, and cutting board, and performing acrobatic mixed performances; Just as a group of viewers with dull expressions followed Zhang Jin's movement with their eyes, waving their hands, and appreciating them with jaw-dropping; A sweet voice with a languid taste rang out from behind the auditorium gathered at the doorway. "I said there were a bunch of cars outside, why was the house so deserted?" It's all crowded here! What are you doing all around? ”

This voice is as sweet as the heavenly box coming from outside the clouds, like a Zen singing clear sound, which is very effective in waking Zhang Jin up from his state of entering a trance. Huo Ran turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"Yezi, why are you here?"

As soon as Zhang Jin's words fell, a tall and plump figure had already squeezed through the crowd and got to Zhang Jin's side, Wang is Ye Hong.

Today's Ye Hong was instructed by Mu Xinran, but she took a lot of effort to dress up.

Blue and white skinny terrazzo jeans, flaming denim jacket. Put her ten thousand styles, set off the fire-like heat. The exaggerated perfection and mature charm suddenly compared Beigong Heyue, who was similar in posture but still slightly green.

Although because of Zhang Jinxihaode, Hibiscus's small face is still plain face without fat powder, but the unique skin luster and unique wind and cloud style are more incisive, undisguised and unadorned!

Peerless!

The moment Ye Hong appeared, Song Yiting could even see a faint dazzling light shooting out in her eyes.

Ye Hong, who walked out of the audience under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, first smiled at Zhang Jin, who was a little stunned and a little lustful, and then stuck out his tongue and said playfully:

"I received my mother's Chinese message last night and was criticized. So today I rushed back to make amends to my mother! ”

Ye Hong is also an excellent underground party member, and she is definitely not like Qi Bing, a stinky boy who has no establishment, casually betraying his comrades-in-arms and comrades. is tight-lipped about Mu Xinran's identity as a ventilator and action planner.

Ignoring the dozen or so spectators who were still watching, Zhang Jin said with a gentle face and love in his eyes:

"You can't do that! Don't forget, you're a strong woman. It's only been less than two months, how many times have you been off work? ”

"No way? That's a lot! And it's all big things, and they can't be absent......"

Ye Hong wrinkled her nose and said this in her mouth. But I was thinking about it.

"I have to come back, otherwise if it's really like what Ran Ran said, the chickens and eggs are beaten, and I won't cry to death?"

Thinking in my heart, my eyes are full of affection and firm belief in protection...... ）