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Looking at the ingredients in front of him, Ji Ziming's brows frowned tightly.

Cooking oil, tenderloin, water, marinade, ketchup, starch, vinegar, sugar, white sesame seeds......

Ji Ziming looked at the ingredients placed in front of him, his brows frowned tightly, and his eyes were so focused on the plates of ingredients placed on the kitchen counter.

If it weren't for the wrong place, it was in a place like the kitchen, Ji Ziming's appearance really seemed to be holding some great meeting.

"Young master, the ingredients are all prepared according to your instructions." Sister Yun looked at Ji Ziming staring at the ingredients on the kitchen counter so intently, and said to Ji Ziming cautiously.

"Hmm." Ji Ziming hummed lightly, his brows still furrowed tightly.

He only learned this dish yesterday...... He Laodu said that it was okay, so it should be...... It's still edible, right?

"That...... Mr. Ji, do you have any other instructions? Seeing that Ji Ziming seemed to be absent-minded, Sister Yun asked cautiously again.

"No ......" Ji Ziming's words hadn't finished speaking, as if he had thought of something, and said differently: "Help me get an apron." ”

"......" Sister Yun listened to Ji Ziming's words, her eyes widened, and she almost felt that she had auditory hallucinations.

"Hurry up." Ji Ziming saw Sister Yun standing still stupidly, and glanced at Sister Yun coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get you an apron right now." With that, Sister Yun walked away in a daze.

In her whole mind now, it was still the sentence that Ji Ziming had just said.

'Bring me an apron and ......'

Apron...... Apron......

Oh, my God! She must be in a dream now!

Otherwise, how could this eldest young master of their family who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers suddenly tell her that he wants to cook! And what else is there to do, sweet and sour tenderloin, something he never eats! Now, what apron are you going to wear?!

O God! O earth! That's a joke!

However, even though Sister Yun's heart kept roaring, her spirit seemed to be in a state of collapse, but she still completed what she had to do very quickly.

"Young Master, this is what you want...... Apron. When Sister Yun said the apron, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

The young master of their family, he can't really wear an apron, right?!

"Hmm." Ji Ziming took the apron from Sister Yun's hand, and Yun lightly put the apron on his body.

"......" looked at Ji Ziming who didn't reject the apron on his body at all, and looking at the action of wearing the apron, it didn't seem like the first time she wore it, and Sister Yun's whole person was thundered.

It's definitely an illusion! She must be dreaming!

However, next, Ji Ziming's actions made Sister Yun dumbfounded again.

"Zila~!"

The sound of cooking oil boiling brought Sister Yun back to reality from her disbelief.

When she came back to her senses this time, she saw that Ji Ziming had turned on the fire without knowing something, and poured cooking oil into the pot, and it was boiling!

"Young Master, be careful! The oil is scalding you, or I ...... "Come on, Sister Yun hadn't finished her words, and saw Ji Ziming pour the onions, ginger, garlic and other ingredients into the pot very elegantly, and skillfully fry them with a spatula

Sister Yun looked at Ji Ziming standing in front of the stove in disbelief, looking at this man who has always been unattainable in the eyes of others. At this time, she was wearing a white apron and skillfully stir-frying, and Sister Yun was shocked.

Their young master can actually stir-fry?!

Their young master can actually stir-fry?! And it's sweet and sour tenderloin, a dish he never eats?!

Oh, my God!!!! The young master of their family turned out to be really in love!!

That country girl who doesn't know where she came from is really their young master's girlfriend?!

But where can that country girl be worthy of our young master!! That country girl wants to have no looks, she wants to have no body!

And it looks so uneducated! Where is she worthy of their young master!

Just when Sister Yun was roaring infinitely in her heart, Ji Ziming had already taken another pot and fried the tenderloin in oil.

"Zila~! Zila~! ”

The people in the kitchen were all attracted by Ji Ziming's elegant and skillful actions, and subconsciously, they all stopped what they were doing, and their eyes couldn't help but look towards Ji Ziming.

I have to say that Ji Ziming was born to be the focus of attention.

No matter what he is wearing, no matter what he is doing, he is destined to be the focus of everyone's eyes.

At this time, even though this man was wearing a very down-to-earth white apron, it did not damage his noble and aristocratic temperament at all.

Even with a pot and spatula, he looks very elegant and noble, making people feel high.

"Mr. Ji is so handsome."

"Yes, sure enough, what you wear depends on your temperament."

"I believe in temperament now."

Even though, among these people brought by Sister Yun, there is not a single woman, all of them are men. However, under Ji Ziming's charm, these men are still intently watching.

Because Ji Ziming was very attentive to frying the sweet and sour tenderloin in his hand, he ...... He didn't notice that the people in the kitchen were staring at him at this time, which also caused the group of men in the kitchen to speak more and more boldly.

After listening to the whispers in the kitchen gradually getting louder and louder, Sister Yun came back to her senses from the shocked roar.

"What are you all doing? Shut up! Sister Yun turned her head, looked at the employees who gathered together and looked at Ji Ziming's whispering, and reprimanded viciously.

was reprimanded by Sister Yun like this, and the whispered whispers suddenly disappeared without a trace, and they all lowered their heads and started to do what they were doing.

It's just that when Sister Yun didn't pay attention, they would still quietly raise their heads and glance at Ji Ziming a few times.

"Young master, you can rest and rest, I'll help you fry it." Sister Yun looked at some small sweats on Ji Ziming's forehead, and instantly said distressedly.

However, Ji Ziming didn't give Sister Yun any response, just concentrating on frying his sweet and sour tenderloin.

"Alas~" Seeing Ji Ziming ignoring her, Sister Yun sighed lightly, and complained about Pei Ge in her heart.

This woman is really! I don't know if the male protagonist is outside the female protagonist! How dare they let such a noble young master of their family come to the kitchen to cook! It's just disgusting!

"Ahh