Brother Dog sighed, and turned listlessly into the shop, as if this would make it feel that it could stay away from Muyang's neuropathy.

However, Muyang was already immersed in his own fantasies, but he didn't notice the abnormality of Brother Dog.

Soon, Muyang returned to the kitchen with a bucket full of water.

He glanced at Qing'er and saw that she was still chopping vegetables.

This efficiency is really slow.

"Sister Qing'er, the water is ready. ”

"Well, let's wash rice, two bowls of rice are enough. ”

Muyang asked again: "Don't you take me to eat?" I'm here to help anyway." ”

Qing'er's hand chopping vegetables stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, let's put some more, and ask the Seventh Elder to eat with that son later." ”

Muyang smiled, scooped six bowls of rice viciously, scooped up the rice in a slippery manner, and served it to the stove.

Then Muyang slipped to the desk with his hands behind his back, looking left and right.

Qing'er looked at Muyang suspiciously, then at the rice on the stove, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Muyang picked up a green vegetable and pretended to be old-fashioned and said: "Young man, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, it's boring to cook dry, I'll put some vegetables and make a vegetable meal." ”

Qing'er thrust the knife into the board, making Muyang tremble, and Qing'er said coldly: "Nonsense! I've never heard of cooking with vegetables." ”

Mu Yang pinched the green cabbage, shrunk his neck and said innocently: "You haven't eaten vegetable rice?"

"Never heard of it. ”

Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, wouldn't that be just right!

"Young man, your thinking is rigid, the food culture is broad and profound, but you haven't even heard of vegetables, I see that you are stupid in the Falling Moon Valley, you still have to go out more if you have the opportunity, see this beautiful world, today I will be embarrassed to show you a hand, bring me some bacon." ”

Qing'er was unmoved, revealing resistance from head to toe.

Mu Yang saw that she didn't want to be accommodating at all, so she had to give in, "That's it, no matter how you say this rice, I also have my share, I can only do my part." ”

"Yes. Qing'er nodded slightly, as long as she didn't eat other people's food, she could be tossed by him.

"Just let me see what tricks you play. ”

Mu Yang, who got the approval, ran to the cupboard and rummaged for a long time before finding bacon.

Put the bacon that he finally got on the board, Muyang picked up the kitchen knife, took a deep breath, raised the knife in his hand, cut the meat into shreds, and chopped the green vegetables.

After cutting it, it was put on a plate and brought to the old stove, Qing'er also put down the work in her hand and followed.

Muyang skillfully lit the fire, simply brushed the pot, and poured some oil into it.

Qing'er immediately became anxious, "This is the pot for cooking rice, how can you put oil!"

"Ann, calm down, just look at it. ”

When the oil is hot, Muyang directly pours the meat into it and stir-fries, and when the surface is golden, he pours the cut vegetables into it and stir-fry together.

Qing'er's frowning brows still didn't let go, how could she think that Muyang was playing at home.

After frying for a while, Muyang divided half of the washed rice into it, poured some more water, turned it over a few times, and covered the pot.

"Okay?" asked Qing'er blankly.

Muyang wiped the oil on his hands with a towel, and by the way, put the remaining rice into the steamer and lit the fire, then nodded, "Well, it's almost a quarter of an hour to wait, let's cook." ”

Qing'er followed Muyang and returned to the desk, and this time, the kitchen knife was changed to Muyang's hand.

"Do you know how to cook?"

Qing'er asked in disbelief, Mu Yang couldn't resist Qing'er's questioning eyes, turned the kitchen knife, shook his bangs, and explained: "A single otaku, won't you starve to death if you can't cook?"

"What do you mean?"

Mu Yang was speechless for a while, crossing was not good, he usually said smooth words, but it became inexplicable to them, and Mu Yang didn't bother to explain.

"It's nothing, anyway, don't worry about it, I'm sure you all love to eat, that, the fish in the pond, can you eat it?"

Qing'er looked out, and then said, "Yes, it was specially raised by the valley owner, and she loves to eat it the most." ”

Muyang's eyes lit up, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go out: "Wait for me, I'll grab two." ”

"Alas, wait, I'll go, let's not talk about whether you can catch it or not, if you go, you will probably be beaten to death by Xue'er. ”

As soon as he thought of that fierce woman, Mu Yang couldn't help but take two steps back.

Muyang has no doubt about Xue'er's strength, don't look at people as maids, and fight ten Muyang without panting.

Muyang made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "That's right, you go, the little one is waiting here." ”

Qing'er smiled helplessly, she couldn't stand the well-behaved appearance of Muyang's hippie smile, took the slippery net, and walked out of the kitchen.

Mu Yang checked all the dishes in the kitchen and thought about what to cook.

"The old man likes to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes the most, this dish must be there, although he just ate it at noon; there is also the latest information, the valley owner loves to eat fish, Qing'er also went to fish; I love to eat hot and sour shredded potatoes, ah, I found it; Xiaoqi doesn't seem to be picky, so let's make another one I love, just boiled pork slices; as for Shuotian and Xue'er...... Who cares what they like to eat. ”

......

When Muyang was picking vegetables, Qing'er came to the pond and began to catch today's lucky fish, which happened to be seen by Xue'er.

"Qing'er, what are you doing?"

Qing'er said: "You came just in time, help me catch two fish, let's eat fish tonight." ”

Xue'er wondered, "Aren't you most afraid of killing fish?"

"It's Muyang who wants to do it, let him kill it. ”

Xue'er was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed, "You asked him to make dinner?"

"Oh, don't make a fuss, I've seen it, this kid is not bad. Although Qing'er only watched Muyang cook a vegetable meal, according to Muyang's proficiency, it is not that she can't believe that he can cook.

And this made Xue'er quite puzzling, "You're not afraid that he will be poisoned?"

Qing'er pinched Xue'er's soft face and said, "You, it's just that you're too vigilant, does he have the guts? Besides, who is Miss? Anyone can be poisoned?"

Xue'er pushed her hand away and pouted, still very reluctant: "Miss doesn't like him, so I don't like him." ”

"Well, I think the old man likes him very much. Catch the fish and don't miss the meal. ”

With Xue'er's help, within a while, two big fish as long as an arm were caught.

Qing'er was satisfied with the fish and walked to the kitchen.

Cher returned to stand guard at the door.

She also wanted to see what Muyang wanted to do, but she couldn't leave because of her duties.

When Qing'er returned to the kitchen, she smelled a very strange fragrance, and Qing'er asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Muyang looked up at her coming back with the fish, and said with a smile: "I made a cold dish first, toon mixed with tofu, come, give me the fish, I'll deal with it." ”

Muyang took the fish and ran aside.

After Qing'er handed over the fish, she walked to the desk and looked at the cold dishes in the basin, white and green, and added some chili sauce, which smelled good.