Chapter Ninety-Eight: I Didn't Follow the Script
"What are you doing?"
Fan Jingjing's family has a small door, and the door is not very tight, although it is closed, Niu Shijin pushes it open.
"The cow is boring, you broke the door, you are responsible for repairing it!"
Fan Jingjing heard the sound from the front door, picked up the broom casually, and went to the place where the sound came from, just to see Niu Shijin destroying her wooden door, and the plugs were broken.
Fan Jingjing was very angry and immediately slapped the broom on Niu Shijin's body.
"What are you doing, what are you doing? A girl should not be like a tiger aunt......"
"The door is broken, pay me a new one!"
"If you lose, you will pay......"
Niu Shijin suddenly felt that it was better to smash all the things in Fan Jingjing's house, which he didn't like, and when the time came, he would get a new one as compensation, Fan Jingjing would not accept it, and he could feel a little more comfortable when he came over.
"Why is your house so dirty, how can people sit on this floor?"
"You don't care if my house is dirty or not, I don't sit on the floor, I sit on a chair. Say, what the hell is the matter with you, I'm busy in the kitchen! ”
"Do you know how to cook?"
Fan Jingjing's face flushed, she could even cook boiled things half-cooked, otherwise she would overcook the dishes and make them dull and dull.
There's no way to say she can cook, but in the 21st century, she can cook at least something she can eat!
She only needs to cook it for a few minutes according to the recipe, and she will be able to cook something that can be eaten.
Sometimes, with a bit of luck, you can even get a good meal.
Of course, most of the time, she goes to the restaurant to eat.
In the past, when I was young, my parents didn't start the fire at home, and the dishes in the restaurant were Fan Jingjing's mother's dishes.
"I'm teaching the new servant in my house to cook......"
"Servant?" Niu Shijin shouted, and disappeared without a trace, looking like he had gone to the kitchen.
After moving back to Chang'an, Niu Shijin would come to take over Fan Jingjing's kitchen from time to time.
At that time, Fan Jingjing, who was reluctant to eat outside, was able to eat a delicious meal.
Even if it is ordinary millet fried rice, Niu Shijin can also be made into a delicacy.
The recipes in Fan Jingjing's mind seem to be no one able to make good dishes without Niu Shijin translating them to other chefs.
Included in the kitchen, Fan Qi who is busy crying.
The first job Fan Jingjing gave her made her so powerless that she cried.
The fumes in the kitchen were also tossed by her.
Now Fan Jingjing's face is still black.
Seeing that the so-called servant was a girl, and it was a girl who was half an age, Niu Shijin unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
"A handmaid is a servant, why do you say it's a servant?"
"Are you really poor and exquisite?
Now that you are here, teach this servant how to cook in your own way.
How can you understand what I'm saying and no one else can understand? ”
Fan Jingjing looked at it very suspiciously, just like him, Fan Qi with a black face, and a few plates of black meals fried by Fan Qi.
If Master Niu doesn't come, Fan Jingjing will touch her nose and eat this dish. After all, for her, the current food cannot be wasted, and being able to eat it to fill her stomach and live well every other day is the most important thing.
The food that was stored was nominally to make money, but in fact, Fan Jingjing wanted to help more people through her own ability.
"You really think of me as your subordinate? If you want me to teach people, you have to teach me some good. ”
After speaking, Niu Shijin unexpectedly hugged Fan Jingjing, and then choked her mouth.
Fan Jingjing struggled to break free and drove Niu Shijin out of the door.
Niu Shijin looked at the closed door a little blankly, and made a commotion.
"The script my brother gave me doesn't seem to evolve this way, no, I'll have to go back and ask what's wrong."