Running quickly to the kitchen, looking at Aunt Wang, who had already begun to prepare meat, Wang Feng was just about to speak, when he saw Aunt Wang raise her head suddenly, brandishing a kitchen knife in her hand, staring at Wang Feng and said, "Is there anything else with Mr. Wang?"

"Yes. Wang Feng gently leaned the kitchen knife in Aunt Wang's hand to the side for two points, and then patted his mouth, and said with a scared face: "Isn't it that I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow, so I want to cook a dinner for Mr. Ye to thank her for her hospitality to him for so long." ”

Wang Feng's words were so loud that Aunt Wang, who was stunned to hear it, couldn't help but wipe her tears.

However, the good times didn't last long, just when Wang Feng thought he could control the kitchen, Aunt Wang's hand shook suddenly, and a sharp kitchen knife suddenly shook in front of Wang Feng, and asked, "Mr. Wang won't come back when he returns to his hometown?"

"Yes!" Wang Feng replied with a puzzled face: "Why is Aunt Wang asking this question?"

"If you want to come back, then I'll do it!" Aunt Wang nodded lightly after hearing Wang Feng's answer, and then closed a glass door between the kitchen and the dining room without giving Wang Feng any face.

"I'm relying on ~~~~" Wang Feng wondered, didn't he just want to make a dinner, why was it so difficult?

Wang Feng, who was bored, could only return to the living room bored, watching the evening news being played on TV, and in less than ten minutes, the anchor who was like a lullaby directly hypnotized Wang Feng and fell asleep.

At the same time, Aunt Wang in the kitchen made a phone call directly to Ye Shimei's mobile phone, and told Ye Shimei about Wang Feng's abnormal behavior today.

"It's okay, Aunt Wang, let him do it. This was the last thing Ye Shimei said before hanging up the phone.

"Let him do it?" Holding the mobile phone in her hand, Aunt Wang obviously didn't come back to her senses, but in the end, she could only shake her head helplessly, and muttered to herself: "I really don't understand what these young people think, when I see Mr. Wang, I don't know how to cook, and I don't know if I can eat dinner?"

"Mr. Wang~~~~" Aunt Wang patted Wang Feng, who had fallen asleep, and shouted: "Mr. Wang, I have prepared the materials needed for dinner, aren't you going to do it?"

"Huh?" Less than ten minutes after falling asleep, Wang Feng's head was obviously a little confused, and it took a while to come back to his senses and smile: "Okay, I know." ”

Standing on the edge of the kitchen stove, Wang Feng looked at the two meats, two vegetables and one soup eaten for ordinary dinner, which were scattered all over the stove, and Wang Feng suddenly had the urge to regret saying this.

"Gollum~~~~" Wang Fenggan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked up the chicken on the cutting board, put it back again, stood in place and looked at it for a while, and did not make up his mind which one to do first.

"Mr. Wang, Miss is going to get off work, you should hurry up a little, I'm going to watch TV." Just as Wang Feng was about to turn his eyes on Aunt Wang for help, Aunt Wang was like an unpredictable prophet, and she was stunned to give Wang Feng a thirty-six plan to go up.

Originally, Aunt Wang was just worried that Wang Feng couldn't eat the dinner she made, but now that Ye Shimei has agreed, Aunt Wang has nothing to say, not to mention that there is such a free time, of course Aunt Wang has to make good use of it.

"I~~~~" Looking at the back of Aunt Wang walking towards the living room, Wang Feng suddenly had an urge to cry without tears.

Wang Feng never dreamed that he had been a pit man for decades, but what would happen in the end? Digging pits everywhere, he accidentally fell into his pit.

Carefully tied the apron and looked at all kinds of dishes, even if Wang Feng was very unwilling, he still had to start doing it, as Aunt Wang said, Ye Shimei was about to get off work, and if she couldn't eat a hot meal when she went home, Wang Feng didn't dare to imagine what it would be like to wait for him.

Carefully recall how he relied on his first-hand cooking skills to conquer Wang Zhenxian when he didn't go to be a few years ago, but in less than three minutes, Wang Feng compromised, not because Wang Feng couldn't remember it for too long, the main question is, how can there be such a rich life in the countryside for a few years?

Three meals a day are potatoes, pickles and sweet potatoes, even if it is open meat, that is, the fat biao on the pig, a piece of belly can make you not want to eat meat for a few days.

took out the mobile phone and wanted to, but Wang Feng looked embarrassed, who let the machine in his hand not support Baidu's function?

Wang Feng decided, when the magic medicine village comes back this time, he must change himself and Liu Xiaohua to a high-end and high-grade mobile phone to play, holding such a thing all day long, and not using it at critical moments, it's really, so angry!

"~~~~ What should this Nima do~~~~"

Standing in the empty kitchen, Wang Feng looked at the dishes that would appear on the table every day in front of him with a tangled face, gritted his teeth, and finally could only bite the bullet and try tonight's dinner as a matter of course according to the ideas in his mind.

The dish is an ordinary home-cooked dish, with two meat dishes, that is, the boneless chicken and shiitake mushrooms can be stir-fried together, so according to the usual practice, Wang Feng still put the chicken in the oil pot and flipped it a few times.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, the chicken entered the oil pot with water, and the crackling oil pot made Wang Feng suddenly have an urge to run away, and finally after pondering for a long time, he covered the pot lid on his head, and then turned over the chicken in the pot.

What made Wang Feng cry even more without tears was that after a short period of effort, the chicken in the oil pot had begun to turn black, this Nima, Wang Feng immediately wanted to scold his mother.

After finally putting the chicken on the plate and putting a series of side dishes such as shiitake mushrooms, Wang Feng didn't have time to be happy when the oil droplets splashed up accurately fell on his forehead.

"Hold the grass~~~~" If it weren't for the fact that the lid in his hand was a glass product, it is estimated that Wang Feng would have thrown it out a long time ago.

Covering his forehead that was burned and painful, Wang Feng didn't know how he had survived the days of cooking in the past, and slowly recalled that he was really great enough for a kid at that time!

In short, Wang Feng praised himself like this, while hurriedly adding ingredients to the pot, as for Aunt Wang, who was sitting in the living room, she never moved, let alone took the initiative to guide Wang Feng in the kitchen.

"Next is stir-fried greens. Wang Feng looked at the meal that was almost ready, and he was full of a sense of accomplishment, but the moment he didn't have time to continue to load the green vegetables in the pot, Wang Feng ran directly to the dining room with a sprint.

In the oil pot, the sound of crackling is endless, Wang Feng is holding a spatula in one hand and the lid of the pot in the other, and the grease on the apron can be scraped off to fry a dish.

"Squeak. ”

The door of the room was opened, Ye Shimei had already arrived home as usual, and before she had time to change her shoes as soon as she entered the door, she saw Wang Fengpestle in the center of the dining room, staring at the scene in the kitchen with a solemn face.

It really feels like fighting a big battle, and you have to find the enemy's weak point before you can deal a fatal blow to the opponent.