Chapter 361: Song Xingran Has Mastered the Method of Shun Mao (Two Chapters in One)
Song Xingran said before that he would cook for Lu Qingchen.
It just so happened that there was nothing to do today, so I followed Aunt Fang to learn.
In the past, she hardly went into the kitchen, and her typical ten fingers did not touch the spring water.
At this time, Lu Qingchen was working in the study and looked at his watch.
The girl said to let him go down to dinner at one o'clock, and there were still two hours.
Kitchen.
"Aunt Fang, why is this meat so hard to cut?"
Song Xingran complained helplessly.
Even if it's greasy when you cut it, how do you feel like it's always being cut?
Is it her knife technique that is wrong?
Aunt Fang, who was washing the vegetables, put down the dishes in her hand and walked over and said, "Miss Song, this lean meat is very easy to cut, you can use a little effort." â
Song Xingran heard the words and went under the knife hard.
Sure enough, it's still very well cut.
It's just that the shredded meat she cut out is not very good-looking.
The width of the width and the length of the length, the size is different, and there is no appearance at all.
"Alas...... A bit of a failure. â
Song Xingran stared at the meat on the plate worriedly.
Aunt Fang comforted her and said, "Miss Song has done a good job of cutting meat for the first time. â
"The green peppers have been washed, so let's cut them with a kitchen knife."
As she spoke, Aunt Fang placed a few large green peppers in front of Song Xingran.
Song Xingran tried hard to remember how Aunt Fang cut it just now, and began to cut it with an eye.
It's just that the green pepper still hasn't escaped her devilish knife skills, and the finished product cut out is very ...... It's hard to put into words.
It took about an hour just to cut the meat and vegetables.
Song Xingran wants to make two dishes and one soup, a green pepper shredded pork, and a braised prawn.
There is also a soup that has been stewed, but Aunt Fang helped make it.
Zhang Rong and Xiao Yang came back from the company, and inadvertently glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and saw Song Xingran busy in the kitchen.
It looks like it's stir-frying.
Cooking?
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Zhang Rong is a spirit, as the smartest military advisor of the Lu clan, his first reaction is to ...... The situation is not good.
"Brother Yang, if I'm not mistaken, that's Miss Song?"
Xiao Yang swallowed his saliva, and pretended to be calm and said, "Yes." â
"Isn't it, Miss Song is in a bad mood today? Why are you thinking about cooking again? â
Zhang Rong was a little frightened, remembering the unbearable things in the past, and suddenly burst into tears.
About five years ago, Song Xingran cooked for the first time.
also threatened to make a lunch for Lu Qingchen to eat, love.
Lu Qingchen was working at that time, so Song Xingran directly pulled Zhang Rong and Xiao Yang as guinea pigs after cooking.
The results can be imagined.
Zhang Rong recalled that feeling, and only felt that his young heart was hit again.
"To be honest, I've never had such a bad meal."
Xiao Yang pushed his glasses, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a tissue, and said, "Miss Song won't be cooking for Mr. again, right?" Where the hell does she get her confidence? â
Zhang Rong took over the conversation and said, "It was probably given by Mr. â
He still remembers that the unpalatable and dying dish at the beginning became a ...... when it reached his husband's mouth Not bad.
He remembered that his husband did say the word "not bad".
Coaxed Miss Song to be very happy and satisfied.
Xiao Yang nodded approvingly: "It can be seen from this point that Mr. has true love for Miss Song." â
"And we, it's still the dog's life that matters."
"Let's get out of this place of right and wrong quickly."
He still clearly remembers that after trying Miss Song's dishes that time, he didn't want to eat meat for three days.
Zhang Rong nodded in agreement, and the two brothers were about to turn around and flee for their lives, but a pleasant female voice sounded behind them......
Song Xingran held a plate of shredded green pepper meat in his hand, and said loudly: "It just so happens that you are back, come and taste the dishes I made." â
Xiao Yang and Zhang Rong's bodies trembled.
It's scared.
Song Xingran didn't notice their abnormality and approached with the food.
"Don't be embarrassed, Aunt Fang said it tastes good."
When Xiao Yang and Zhang Rong heard this, they all looked at Aunt Fang who was standing behind Song Xingran.
I saw Aunt Fang with a kind smile on her face.
Aunt Fang, if you say something like this, won't your conscience hurt?
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"Song, Miss Song, I still have some documents that haven't been sorted out, that ...... Let Zhang Rong try it for you. â
Xiao Yang reacted very quickly and said, and as he spoke, he was ready to slip away.
But he was suddenly pulled by Zhang Rong's arm, and Zhang Rong said with a smile on his face: "That, I remember that there is still a plan that has not been completed, let's try again next time." â
Brother Yang, who is not righteous, actually wanted to leave him and run away.
No way!
Song Xingran frowned unhappily when he saw that the two of them looked like they were in a hurry.
She placed the plate in her hand on the table.
The gaze looked at the two of them sharply.
"Do you have any opinions about me?"
"If you have an opinion, say it, don't hide it."
I didn't even try the dishes, and I still shirked it so blatantly, which is really annoying.
Xiao Yang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No opinion, no no, we really have something." â
"Miss Song, don't think too much."
Song Xingran snorted coldly: "I'm thinking too much? You don't look in the mirror, you look like this, you obviously have an opinion about me. â
When Zhang Rong heard this, his eyes rolled and he stared at the dish on the table.
"Miss Song, this is for Mr. to eat, right? Since Aunt Fang has already tasted it, let's send it to Mr., we don't dare to taste it. â
The military advisor deserves to be called a military advisor.
Words are to the point.
Song Xingran narrowed his eyes, it turned out that he didn't dare.
Thinking of her stingy brother Lu, Song Xingran said, "Okay, I won't embarrass you." â
As he spoke, Song Xingran was about to leave with a plate.
And at this moment, Lu Qingchen appeared in everyone's field of vision.
He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, and he looked cold and ascetic.
Striding in the direction of Song Xingran.
Song Xingran saw Lu Qingchen and said, "I've already made it, and I can eat it." â
With that, she ran into the kitchen again and brought out the braised prawns and soup.
It's just that when the soup is served, the soup spills out and my fingers are burned.
Lu Qingchen coldly glanced at Xiao Yang and Zhang Rong who were standing, didn't say anything, and sat at the dining table.
I picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dish and tasted it.
The taste is not bad.
Compared to the last time, it is simply a world of difference.
Lu Qingchen's brows moved, and he looked at the girl standing beside him.
The little girl's eyes sparkled with anticipation, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
This delicate little appearance is really cute.
"How? What do you think? â
It's all her hard work.
I'm looking forward to Lu Qingchen's evaluation.
The corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth rose, and a smile crossed his dark eyes.
"It's delicious."
Hearing Lu Qingchen's evaluation, Song Xingran grinned at the corner of his mouth.
"I knew I was a professional, and I was a genius."
Hearing Song Xingran boast of himself like this, the corners of Zhang Rong and Xiao Yang's mouths twitched.
Miss Song, are you sure?
Sir, you worked too hard to coax Miss Song, right?
The real name feels sorry for his husband.