Chapter 110: Frying the Kitchen
"I'll cook!" He volunteered to stand up, looking eager to try.
Si Mian was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Fu Yi, you can't even tell the difference between salt and sugar, are you sure you want to cook?"
The two grew up together since childhood, and he was a few pounds and a few taels, Si Mian couldn't be clearer.
The second young master of the Fu family has always been clothed to reach out for food to open his mouth, and he will not enter the kitchen once a year, even firewood, rice, oil, salt, ginger, vinegar and tea, he can't tell the difference, how can he cook?
Fu Yi felt that he was being looked down upon and was very unconvinced.
"You don't look down on me. Cooking is not easy, I have no teacher. ”
After saying that, he shook his head confidently and went to the kitchen.
Si Mian believed that he was a ghost.
If he could cook, she would get down on her knees and call him Daddy!
She followed into the kitchen and saw someone taking out their phone and there it was there.
She leaned over and saw that the column read, "What is the first step in cooking?" 】
The following comments are almost going to make Si Mian laugh to death.
Netizen A: Tie an apron.
Netizen B: Open the refrigerator.
C netizen: Wash your hands.
D netizen: ......
Si Mian's head is full of black lines.
"You said you'd do it, but not yet."
Si Mian's voice sounded in his ears, Fu Yi exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly covered his phone.
Si Mian glanced at him and said disdainfully: "What is covered, I have seen everything that should be seen." If you can't do it, you won't do it, a dead duck has a hard mouth! ”
Fu Yi felt that he was humiliated, so he threw his phone on the stove in anger, grabbed Si Mian's shoulder, and pushed her out.
"Girls' families, go into the kitchen, go out. I promise you'll be able to eat in an hour. ”
Seeing that he was in high spirits, Si Mian didn't want to hit him.
"Well, in an hour, I won't be able to eat. You have all the costs of the European tour. ”
Fu Yi scoffed and said, "Whenever you go out to travel with me, it's not all my money." ”
Si Mian thought about it, as if this was the case, and a little unnatural flashed on his face.
"That's a gentlemanly demeanor. In the future, you will continue to carry forward your gentlemanly demeanor, and I am optimistic about you. ”
Si Mian patted him on the shoulder and hurriedly slipped out of the kitchen.
Fu Yi looked at her departing back, and the grinning expression on her face was retracted.
Raising his hand and touching the shoulder that Si Mian had just patted, Fu Yi showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Huo Jinghuai heard the sound of ping-pong coming from downstairs and came out of the study.
When passing by Ye Niannian's bedroom, he opened the door lightly, and saw that she was asleep, so he silently closed the door and went downstairs.
As soon as I came down the stairs, I heard the sound of broken bowls from the kitchen, as well as the sound of Si Mian yelling.
"Fu Yi, you're sugar, not salt. Oops, it's mushy. ”
The sound of the lid falling to the ground.
Huo Jinghuai walked to the door and saw that the kitchen was in a mess, and his face became extremely ugly.
"Are you going to blow up the kitchen?"
A cold voice came from outside the door, and Si Mian and Fu Yi seemed to have pressed the slow release button, and slowly turned around to look over.
When they saw Huo Jinghuai, who had a gloomy face, standing outside the door, the two of them grinned very tacitly and greeted each other.
"Brother Huai."
"Brother Huai."
Huo Jinghuai swept over the dark faces of the two of them, frowning in disgust.
"Go ahead and wash your face."
Si Mian was already hungry, and he wanted to eat, so he left the kitchen unwillingly: "But I'm hungry and haven't eaten lunch yet." ”
Huo Jinghuai rubbed his temples, he really had an impulse to call Fu Yan and ask him to take these two destruction kings away.
In the end, for the sake of Si Mian's persuasion of Ye Niannian, Huo Jinghuai gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it." ”