"What does Young Master Murong want to eat?" Chang Xiaoxiao asked Murong Feng while fiddling with the contents of the refrigerator.

Murong Feng heard her yin and yang strange tone, pursed his lips and chuckled: "Listen to your tone, you can do anything?" ”

"Of course!" Chang Xiaoxiao said confidently.

It's not that she brags, it's that she really knows how to cook, these are what her grandfather taught her. Chang Xiaoxiao's grandparents are completely free-range education for her, and they don't force her to learn things, as long as she lives happily, just like her name, she always smiles and keeps smiling. Since childhood, he has been naughty and mischievous, has a terrible study, and often fights with boys, which is a headache, and it is common to be sued by parents and invited by teachers to educate. Chang Xiaoxiao's grandparents thought about how Chang Xiaoxiao, who didn't learn and didn't know how to live, if she died, the two elders discussed and decided to let her learn to cook. If you know how to cook yourself, you won't go hungry no matter where you go, and you can use it as a job.

If it's Chinese food, it's more laborious to be in charge, and the female chef basically doesn't have this reason, so Chang Xiaoxiao's grandfather mainly teaches her Western cuisine, and of course Chinese will also teach him, mainly home-cooked food. First of all, take her to travel around the West, let the taste buds taste the most authentic Western food, how to choose ingredients and so on. Chang Xiaoxiao was a little resistant at first, but she didn't expect that she was a foodie, and if she ate too much, she would be able to distinguish the good from the bad, and her mouth would become picky. It's not that she brags, or some of the main dishes of this Shenghao Hotel can't get into her eyes. Because later she accidentally discovered that the cooking methods passed on to her by her grandfather turned out to be long-lost court dishes. Why Guild Court Cuisine? It's a pity that he has already gone to heaven, and Chang Xiaoxiao can't ask.

Murong Feng saw that she was dragging a steak in her hand, and said lazily: "Just the steak in your hand!" ”

After hearing this, Chang smiled and smiled, and then found some side dishes from the refrigerator, put on an apron and made a big splash.

If you think that Chang Xiaoxiao will deliberately make the dish very unpalatable in order to take revenge on Murong Feng, it would be a big mistake. She has a lot of affection for food, she never spends her time, she just hates Murong Feng, she doesn't hate food. What's more, it had been a long time since she had fried such a good steak, and she certainly didn't want to miss it.

First, the steak was marinated, and Murong Feng saw the attentive appearance of her little hands massaging the steak, and she was in a trance for a while, it turned out that she also had a serious side, and I have to say that a woman who focuses on doing one thing is very attractive.

Murong Feng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect her to really know how to cook, he wanted to make it difficult for her again, but it seemed that he had made a mistake.

When she cooks, she is unusually quiet, only the sound of chopping vegetables, which is very different from her usual grinning personality. The soft light like water shone on her thin body, and combined with the night outside the window, there was a kind of beauty that could be spoken. This feeling is like ——— home, and the husband who has worked hard all day sits on the side and watches his wife busy in the kitchen, which should be the feeling of home, plain but happy.

Family? When Murong Feng realized that this word appeared in his mind, he was a little frightened, and choked him a few sips of wine in his mouth. The Murong family, whether at home or abroad, has countless properties, but Murong Feng has never felt the warmth of home, his mother has never cooked for him, and his diet and daily life are taken care of by a group of maids.