Sang Yu's cooking skills were learned after his father's death.

When Sang Chengyuan was still there when she was a child, Shen Su never let her go to the kitchen, a small family of three is not rich but happy, her parents have a good relationship, Sang Chengyuan will hurt people, but whenever you are free, you can always see him and Shen Su in the kitchen.

Sang Chengyuan told her that men can cook, and there are half fewer competitors, and if you look for a husband in the future, you must find someone who can go to the kitchen, she doesn't have to do anything, just wait at the dining table with peace of mind.

At that time, Sang Yu was still young, and he looked at Shen Su with a smile and said angrily at him: "You are used to her, how can there be a girl who doesn't cook." ”

After Sang Chengyuan died in a car accident, Shen Su's whole body was in low spirits and languished for a long time, and once reached the point where it was difficult to take care of himself.

For the sake of the future life of the mother and daughter, Sang Yu was not allowed to wear an apron and learn various life skills.

After Shen Su remarried, he had a younger sister He Yun, the trivial matters at home became more and more complicated, and her mother put all her thoughts on her sister, Sang Yu was already able to take care of the family's diet at the age of her teens, and gradually, the skills were slowly practiced.

Sang Yu thought about it and was pulled back to reality by the "poof" sound of the kettle.

Qi Huai didn't know when he had rolled up his cuffs, revealing his tight and powerful forearms, and raised his eyes and said, "It seems that if I don't show you a hand today, you won't believe it." ”

Sang Yu wanted to laugh a little and quipped: "How can I believe people who can hurt their fingers even when cutting ginger?" ”

"It was an accident, I don't believe we are comparative."

After entering Qi's house, he rarely entered the kitchen, and his hands were understandable, but cooking was hidden in his bones when he learned it.

Sang Yu smiled: "Okay, what if you lose?" ”

"At your disposal." Four simple words, like nothing was said, and it seemed like everything was said.

"If you lose, help me explain to Mrs. Qi at the 80th birthday banquet, I can't go if I have something to do."

The old lady's birthday banquet Sang Yu thought about it for several days, but she still felt that it was better not to go.

Not to mention the unclear relationship between her and Qi Huaiyan, she really doesn't like to participate in this kind of banquet, and when she thinks that she will encounter a thank you, she can't swallow the delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of her.

Qi Huai frowned: "No." ”

"Why?" Sang Yu was puzzled, the matter of passing on a word was a trivial matter for him.

"You promised grandma, you don't want to tell her yourself."

Sang Yu was speechless: "I was just embarrassed to tell her in person, so I wanted to ask you for help." ”

Qi Huai glanced at him wantonly, unmoved.

"I'll talk about it if you win first!"

Sang Yu thought about it for a while, and felt that this victory was in her hands, she had been in the kitchen for so many years, and for a while in order to study new dishes, she had studied knife skills on the website, and she thought that her cooking skills were much better than ordinary people.

Qi Huaiyan looks like a boy with ten fingers that don't touch the spring water, and the loofah and cucumber can't be distinguished, and the probability of winning her is smaller than that of a comet hitting the earth.

Sang Yu glanced at his neat and new loungewear, pulled out his apron from the drawer, and when he shook it open, he found that the pattern was a little too cute.

Qi Huaiyan didn't say anything, stretched out his upper arm, and waited for Sang Yu to tie it for him: "Help me." ”

Surrounding from behind to in front of him, the two ties tied a bow on Qi Huai's waist, and Sang Yu felt so intuitively for the first time that the waist-to-shoulder ratio of the person in front of him was so superior.

My brother's waist is not a waist, the scimitar of the deadly Saburo.

Forgive her for the sequelae of watching too many short videos, and her mind is full of the backs of beautiful men who don't wear tops.

She was ashamed of her sins and sins, but she ...... Itchy hands.

Qi Huaiyan felt the palm behind his back, and after fastening the belt, he stopped at the waist and abdomen, and the speed was very fast, as if he accidentally touched it, and then quickly evacuated, making him unable to figure out the intentions of the person behind him.

"You haven't said what if you lose."

Sang Yu glanced at him, he really felt that he could win himself!

"Whatever you want." If the same is the case, the original number will be returned.

Qi Huai's eyebrows moved, the corners of his mouth raised, and something seemed to flash in his cunning eyes.

The dishes on the cutting board were cut with a "clang" sound, except for the first few unfamiliar times, Sang Yu noticed that the man's movements were getting smoother and smoother, so that in the end, he could even see the afterimage.

Her heart suddenly lifted up, and she saw that the tofu pieces that she was going to use to make mapo tofu were cut into shreds by Qi Huaiyan, and finally put them into a sea bowl filled with clear water as if they were displayed, and the shredded tofu shredded into the water scattered into a white lotus flower.

Qi Huaiyan's eyes were a little shy, and he was full of slaps in the face, I was very powerful.

Shen Zhixi was attracted by the movements of the two people in the kitchen, opened the door and walked in.

first laughed at the apron on Qi Huai's waist, and after seeing him cut the tofu into strands, although his expression was also stunned, it was much better than Sang Yu.

"You kid is amazing, the knife work has not decreased back then, and you have practiced secretly in private, haven't you?"

Sang Yu heard that something was wrong, and his eyes were a little rounder: "You...... Have you studied cooking? ”

Qi Huai laughed and said nothing, tilted his head, and handed the knife behind him to her, "It's your turn." ”

What is this better than, he has cut the tofu into shreds, is it difficult for Sang Yu to carve on the tofu?

Shen Zhi's eyes wandered between the two, and he quickly understood, and said with a smile: "Sang Xiaoyu, you won't be comparing knife work with Ah Huan, right?" He has learned the craft from Master Cui of the State Banquet, don't be deceived by him! ”

Sang Yu's face darkened.

She has been deceived.

She didn't have the ability, so she could only admit defeat.

"I lost, my knife work is not as good as you," Sang Yu mourned his little face, and then raised his head and his face was full of indignation, "You cheat, you didn't say that you learned to cook." ”

Qi Huai elegantly opened the faucet and flushed his palms, and his tone was careless: "You didn't ask." ”

on the dining table.

Four dishes and one soup, meat and vegetarian matching, color, flavor and flavor.

Especially the Wensi tofu, whether it is from the appearance or the taste, I can't find fault.

Sang Yu drank two bowls in a row, and her dissatisfaction with Qi Huai's clumsy hiding and causing her to be "disposed of at will" for no reason gradually disappeared.

Even praised twice: "The taste is not inferior to the chef's skills." ”

The smooth tofu swept across her mouthpiece, reminding her of an interesting story from college.

In his junior year, Qi Huai opened a branch of what is said to be a century-old store at the entrance of the school, and Wensi tofu was used as a signature dish and made into a display board to promote it at the entrance of the store.

At that time, she had never seen much of the world, and was dragged by her roommate in the same dormitory to visit the store.

One of my roommates' father happens to be a chef who is good at Chinese food, so she always gets into the habit of reviewing a new dish before she comes along.

That time, they organized a group to spend a huge amount of money to order, and Wensi tofu worth 199 was full of interest and returned disappointed.

Sang Yu remembered that the taste at that time was not as good as Qi Huai's, there were empty gimmicks and overmarketing.

Later, someone came to ask her how the store tasted, and Sang Yu was very sincere in dissuading her.

"Don't mention it, a dollar of tofu sold me for 199, and 198 was given to the knife worker."

"It tastes so bad!"

Sang Yu thought about it, but still felt that the chef was not good: "It must be that shop that can't do it, but it's a pity that Lucheng is too far away from Yangzhou to eat authentic Wensi tofu." ”

She didn't know that her casual words were heard by someone with a heart and remembered in her heart.

Qi Huaiyan has rarely been in the kitchen for many years, and every time he enters the kitchen, he only cooks one dish, which is this Wensi tofu.

Liu's mother, who took care of his diet, every time she saw him in the kitchen, she only thought that Qi Huaixi was extremely partial to this dish, and she also tried to make Wensi tofu, but finally found that the finished product was not even half as good as his, so she gave up.

But he didn't know the results of his private attempts several times, just to show it to someone one day.

When he went to Yangzhou with a team of graduate students to participate in the city competition, he happened to know a master of state banquets, whose ancestors had cooked meals for dignitaries in the court, and his craftsmanship was exquisite, and no one could match it.

The master of the state banquet has a relationship with him, not that he has a talent in cooking.

Qi Huaiyan was not in a hurry to return to Lucheng when the competition was over, so he spent a few days learning knife skills behind the master, maybe he really had a talent in his body, and others may not be able to achieve it after months of hard work, and he only used a few days to fool the layman.

I remember that when the master of the state banquet asked him if he had any dishes he wanted to write, Qi Huai said yes, Wensi Tofu.

Thinking about it now, I subconsciously blurted out at that time that it had something to do with the person in front of me.

Shen Zhixi ate happily, and did not forget to boast to Qi Huai: "Sang Xiaoyu, you don't know, this guy's specialty dish is Wensi tofu, thanks to you today, I can eat it, and this guy is usually not allowed to touch it." ”

Sang Yu was stunned, how could it be a blessing to drag her.

Qi Huaiyan didn't give her a chance to speak, and kicked Shen Zhizhi with her foot underneath, and her tone was flat: "Go wash the dishes after eating, and there are many words if you don't work." ”

"I'm complimenting you! There aren't many men who can cook now," Shen Zhixi raised his eyebrows at Sang Yu, "Sang Xiaoyu, hold on!" This guy doesn't just have a face! ”

Sang Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I know." ”

Qi Huaiyan's appearance is more attractive than cooking, Sang Yu has to sigh every time, when he looks like him, he doesn't have to open his mouth to chase girls, and when he goes to that station, there are girls who come to talk.

But thinking of his cold temperament, rejecting people from thousands of miles away with a cold face, and feeling that the probability of being accosted is greatly reduced, after all, in the face of his indifferent look, very few girls can stand it.

Sangyu is an exception.

She is a face control, and a cold beautiful man is also a beautiful man, which does not affect her viewing and flirting.

Qi Huaiyan always knew that his appearance had created an opportunity for Sang Yu to take the initiative to approach him, he was originally very disgusted with this kind of superficial woman who only looked at her appearance, but if that person was Sang Yu, he only felt that it was good that he had a handsome face, but fortunately this was the face that Zhang Sang Yu liked.

After his eyesight recovered, the two were intimate for the time, Sang Yu thought that he couldn't see with his eyes, and stared at him on the bed, and now he was a little embarrassed when he thought about it.

When he traced his facial features with his hand, his eyes were full of words, this face was really handsome!

Superficial to be plain.

Shen knew that he ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Xiao Beibei followed behind him very cooperatively to help, handing the dishes if he couldn't wash them, and standing next to him to cheer if he couldn't help.

Sang Yu could see at a glance that Little Arctic liked this new big friend very much.

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