Shen Lan knew very well that Xu Zhe's mother didn't like her very much, but she didn't expect that for his father, there would be such an oolong today.

Of course, Xu Guowei didn't say anything, and Xu Zhe also said that his father was not so careful, but across a chain of suspicion, it was difficult for the girl who was the party to be completely relieved.

So in the morning near noon, when Song Xingye rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, Shen Lan also volunteered to help.

"Don't you know how to cook?" Xu Zhe couldn't help but ask.

Shen Lan explained in a low voice: "I'm a little embarrassed to sit with your parents, find something to do." Moreover, Xingye-san's behavior is so sensible, I ...... too"

Xu Zhe was a little surprised: "You still care about this?" ”

"Because it's my parents. Okay, you hold them both down, and I'll go to the kitchen. ”

After speaking, Shen Lan walked into the kitchen.

At this time, Tang Lingfei was chatting with Xu Zhe's parents, chatting about the hard work behind singing and releasing the album. And in the kitchen, only Song Xingye was busy.

"Is there anything I can help with?" Shen Lan asked loudly.

Song Xingye turned his head and glanced at it, a little surprised: "Sister Lan, do you know how to cook?" ”

Shen Lan said calmly: "I haven't done it, but I can learn it." What are you doing, I'll help you. ”

Song Xingye: "Oh, I'm killing shrimp." ”

Shen Lan: "Do you still need to kill yourself?" ”

Song Xingye: "Because I bought fresh shrimp." ”

Shen Lan looked at the basin on the table. There was no water in the pot, but many large shrimp crowded together, at first glance there must be at least ten or more, and it is impossible to count the exact number at a glance.

Song Xingye was holding a shrimp in his hand at this time. The original curled shrimp body was almost straightened by her, and the length was almost up to the girl's palm.

I saw Song Xingye pick up the scissors with his other hand, and with a "click", he cut off the shrimp head, and then put the shrimp body with the head into a small bowl, and the shrimp body was cut vertically, and then picked out a thin silk.

"The shrimp head should be used to fry the shrimp oil, and the shrimp body should be cut first and then picked in this way, so that it is convenient to make braised prawns in oil later. Do you want to try it? ”

"This ......"

Shen Lan swallowed. She found that when she used scissors to decapitate the prawns, Song Xingye's expression did not change in the slightest, as if she was just cutting paper. But the prawns in the hands of this quiet girl are clearly struggling!

Even if the poor shrimp had its head removed, it didn't seem to be dead, and its little feet were still moving. But Song Xingye didn't seem to care about the shrimp's struggles at all, and cut off all those little feet together.

Shen Lan asked softly, "Are you very experienced in doing this?" ”

Song Xingye: "It's not very experienced, but I've done it about a dozen times." The first time, I wasn't very skilled, and I almost scratched my fingers. This may be a bit difficult for beginners, so let's change to a different job. ”

Shen Lan: "What kind of work?" ”

Song Xingye: "Wait a minute, I'll finish these first." ”

Shen Lan watched her move. The pair of white and delicate hands grabbed the next prawn tightly, closed the scissors, and decapitated again...... Somehow, I suddenly felt a chill in my back.

This shrimp killing action is too skillful, right?

But unlike many other girls, Shen Lan is not a character who shrinks back when encountering any difficulties, especially in front of rivals in love. Besides, isn't it just a matter of grasping and cutting the knife to finish the job? What is there to be afraid of?

So Shen Lan said, "It's okay, let me try." I'll take care of this while you do the rest. ”

Song Xingye: "Really? ”

"Well, that's fine."

So Shen Lan took the scissors and stood in front of the basin containing the shrimp.

And Song Xingye let go of this position, moved two steps to the side, washed his hands, and began to chop vegetables.

After glancing at other people's methods of cutting vegetables, Shen Lan became more and more convinced that it should be okay to kill shrimp, but to cut the ginger shreds so evenly is something that can't be done for a kitchen novice in any case.

Take a deep breath, hold scissors in your right hand and catch shrimp with your left hand.

But Shen Lan's left hand had just reached into the basin, and as soon as he touched a shrimp, he felt the vigorous vitality - the little thing jerked violently, and the shrimp head even hit the basin, making a crisp sound.

Her left hand retracted as if electrocuted.

Song Xingye glanced at her.

Shen Lan noticed that there was no banter or ridicule in the eyes of the rival in love, just a faint calmness, which made people not see the slightest extra emotion.

She gritted her teeth, reached out again and grabbed a shrimp, and caught it.

However, between her fingers, the shrimp jumped again, slippery, so slippery that she couldn't hold on to it at all.

The shrimp landed on the floor.

But before it could continue to stage a good escape, immediately after, the other girl's hand grabbed the shrimp, caught it steadily, and then handed it to Shen Lan.

Song Xingye said indifferently: "I took it, you use scissors." ”

"Uh, that's ......"

Shen Lan grabbed the wrist of her little rival with her left hand, held scissors in her right hand, aimed at the shrimp head, "clicked", and finally successfully beheaded.

Song Xingye held a small bowl in his other hand and happened to catch the falling shrimp head.

Then she said, "Otherwise, leave this matter to me, and you can do something else." Is it okay to peel garlic? ”

Shen Lan: "Good ......"

The two girls parted their hands and switched positions in the kitchen. Song Xingye continued to process the live shrimp, and Shen Lan peeled the garlic.

Shen Lan was peeling it off, while secretly recalling the moment just now. When she grabbed Song Xingye's wrist, she felt that the other party's arm was very thin from wrist to wrist, but it was very tight when she used force.

This seemingly quiet and slender girl, her true personality may not be as weak as she thinks.

Shen Lan glanced at it quietly.

Song Xingye is still like that, pinching the shrimp in one hand and holding scissors in the other, from decapitation to picking the shrimp line in one go. And the delicate and delicate little face did not bear it at all, as if this was not killing at all, and there would be no psychological pressure at all......

Then Shen Lan was a little under psychological pressure.

After Song Xingye finished processing all these shrimps, he sprinkled some pepper, salt, and cooking wine, and then said, "Marinate it for a short time like this, you can get rid of the fish." By the way, when you peel garlic, you can cut it with a knife or pat it, it will be better to peel it. ”

Shen Lan: "You want to teach me cooking?" ”

Song Xingye: "Don't you want to learn?" ”

Shen Lan sighed: "You can learn it and try it, but I don't seem to have any talent in this area." ”

Song Xingye said with a smile: "I don't have any talent, Xu Zhe taught me, and I learned it by myself online." Actually, it's not too difficult, just do more and be proficient. ”

Then the girl picked up the kitchen knife and skillfully cut the turnip.

Shen Lan looked at it, and suddenly said, "I think you have a lot of talent in cooking, especially ......."

Song Xingye: "Especially what? ”

Shen Lan shook her head: "It's nothing." ”

She wanted to say, 'Especially with a knife,' but the words came to her lips and she didn't say them.

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(End of chapter)