Chapter 82: Real Technology
Xiao Feng really didn't expect that the so-called roommates' weekend dinner would actually have to cook at home.
Yes, the two of them had just finished breakfast, and Xiao Feng asked where to gather for lunch, but Dai Wuchuan said with a very expectant look: "Home." ”
After talking about the family, I even said that I missed the big plate of chicken made by Xiaofeng's father back then, and I don't know if Xiaofeng will do it.
Well, no one can stop the expectant eyes of a bewitching beautiful man.
Xiao Feng stroked his hair tied up high and said proudly, "It's time to show your real skills!" ”
No, after eating breakfast and sitting for a while, I went out to the nearby vegetable market.
When I came back from grocery shopping, I entered the house and found that the floor in the house was shiny, obviously dragged over, and all the garbage and other things had been emptied.
The pillows on the sofa are neatly arranged, and even the coffee table and something are wiped fresh.
O Nima!
"Dai Wuchuan!" Xiao Feng shouted while changing his slippers.
"Huh?" Dai Wuchuan leaned out of the bathroom with a mop.
Xiao Feng smiled, "One day you won't be the president, go and be a cleaner!" ”
Belch.......
Dai Wuchuan's forehead twitched slightly.
"But if you do cleaning, you won't be able to do it for long, because with your appearance and waist, it is estimated that you will be raised by the owner's aunt in two days, hahahahaha!" After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he quickly ran into the kitchen.
When the door was closed, I heard a low roar with strong emotions from behind, "Ao Xiaofeng!" ”
"Hahaha! I'm here, I'm here! Xiao Feng took the kitchen knife and opened the kitchen door, "Don't call a chef with this tone, otherwise I will add ingredients to the dish in a while, you know!" ”
After speaking, he didn't look at Dai Wuchuan's expression, and closed the door again.
Xiao Feng only thought it was so fun to have a roommate, hahaha!
Cooking may seem like a small thing, but sometimes it's really time-consuming.
After returning from shopping, Xiao Feng began to tidy up the dishes, first marinating the fish, cutting the vegetables, and then blanching the chicken pieces for later use.
Xiao Feng was busy ping-pong, when he heard the kitchen door open, Dai Wuchuan leaned against the door, and asked in a good mood, "Do you need help?" ”
"Yes!" Xiao Feng took a head of garlic and threw it at him.
Dai Wuchuan grabbed the garlic that flew over with his palm forward, grasping and grasping it steadily.
"Handsome, huh?" Xiao Feng stroked with a brush, "I'll fly a durian over, and you will hold it firmly for me." ”
Dai Wuchuan raised his eyebrows, as if to say that you flew over, I will catch it, and then he turned around and went to the living room, took the trash can and peeled the garlic attentively.
After some busyness, four dishes and one soup were served.
Today, Xiaofeng made a famous large plate of chicken, braised tilapia, fried pork with yams, vegetarian fried broccoli and a spinach soup.
"Isn't it a bit much?" Dai Wuchuan looked at a small table of dishes.
"Having said that, how can it be too simple to show real technology, and today this is also my fire-opening meal." Xiao Feng poked Dai Wuchuan's chest with his elbow.
"Taste it!"
What every chef looks forward to most is that others will praise their dishes without hesitation after they have eaten them.
At this time, you must be careful, even if the dish is not particularly perfect, don't say it, you can wait until she finishes eating, otherwise, even if the surface is calm, her heart will already be turbulent.
"Hmm!" Dai Wuchuan picked up chopsticks and ate a chicken nugget.
Xiao Feng just sat there, poking his head out, one hand supporting his chin, "Is it delicious?" ”。
"Uh-huh......." Dai Wuchuan's eyelashes trembled, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said lightly, "General." ”