"I've changed several outfits, and I still can't get back the feeling I felt when I was younger. Son, what good things did you use for your mother? Can I use it? ”

The skin care products that An Xin used for An Qiuju were redeemed from the system, which can be used by both men and women, which can repair skin problems and delay skin aging.

An Xin saw that Comrade An Jianguo was so obsessed with appearance, so he didn't hide it, and directly arranged a set of skin care products for him.

"Why didn't you give me a copy of this good thing earlier? You kid is biased towards your mother. ”

"What I wanted to give you at the beginning, you first this thing is an IQ tax, and the girls didn't ask for it. Dad, don't wronged good people. ”

An Xin directly dismantled the stage, which made An Jianguo a little embarrassed.

This is the end of the chat between the two, and An Jianguo went back to the bedroom to dress up.

An Xin remembered that she still had a system treasure chest that had not yet been opened.

Taking advantage of the time now, I simply opened a box to relieve my boredom.

An Xin opened the treasure chest.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Chef God level Culinary Mastery Skill.] 】

The system rarely prescribes a life skill.

An Xin's father worked as a running water chef in the village when he was young.

An Xin, who often eats her father's recipe, has a trickier taste than usual.

Since becoming rich, An Xin has never treated her stomach badly.

All kinds of delicacies made by top chefs, An Xin has eaten them all over again in the past six months.

I'm already a little tired of eating.

An Xin thought about cooking by herself, but she had no talent for cooking, and she was a kitchen killer since she was a child.

When I was cooking, the dishes were not cooked, and I went to the hospital for direct food poisoning.

Since then, An's parents have not allowed An Xin to step into the kitchen.

In the life when she was not reborn, the most food that An Xin had no money to eat was instant noodles and steamed buns.

Instant noodles are the only food he can handle.

Once again, the system gave An Xin the talent of the god of cooking.

An Xin also wants to prove her strength again.

He hurriedly went to the kitchen, unpacked the top Wagyu beef in the refrigerator, and began to cook.

An Xin wanted to try the power of the system's skills.

Half an hour later, a burst of rice fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, An Jianguo and An Qiuju both smelled the fragrance, squinted and walked out of the bedroom in enjoyment.

"Son, the takeout you ordered? It tastes so good, too. ”

"Mom, it's not takeout, I'll cook, the last pumpkin brisket will be good right away, you and Dad are waiting for a while."

An Xin's words directly scared An Qiuju into losing her sleepiness.

"An Xin, you didn't scare your mother, did you? Did you make all these delicious foods? ”

An Qiuju remembers that An Xin was hospitalized for fried pork with cowpeas in junior high school.

Looking at the chicken stewed with mushrooms and the cowpea fried meat on the table, An Qiuju fell into deep thought.

I'm afraid that these dishes are poisonous, and I'm also afraid that An Xin will blow up the kitchen.

An Qiuju hurriedly rushed to the kitchen and found An Xin wearing an apron, standing elegantly on the side, with a bowl of green green onions in her hand.

"Mom, do you want to taste it? I remember your favorite dish being pumpkin brisket. ”

"Come here, daddy, try the child's handiwork."

An Qiuju was psychologically affected by food poisoning, and she didn't dare to eat the food cooked by her son, and she was afraid that her son would be sad, so she was not busy finding a tool man to test the poison.

"Daddy, what's going on? Is it cooked? Is it toxic? ”

Look, this is my own mother.

Is the first word of concern familiar?

Is the second sentence toxic?

An Qiuju didn't expect An Xin's cooking to be delicious at all, she just begged An Xin to cook and eat.

It's not that she hasn't taught An Xin to cook, An Xin can always make the kitchen a miasma.

"It's not poisonous, it's cooked, and it tastes delicious. Qiu Ju, don't do this, you will hurt your son's self-esteem. An Xin is not a child, he has grown up. Cooking skills have also improved by leaps and bounds. ”

An Qiuju looked suspiciously at the casserole stewed with beef brisket.

The golden broth is delicious.

An Qiuju took the soup spoon handed by An Jianguo and took a sip carefully.

Her eyes immediately widened.

It's delicious, and the soup blends perfectly with the unique sweetness of pumpkin and the umami of the meat.

I drank it until my stomach was warm, and I didn't feel the discomfort of poisoning.

"Son, you're out of luck. This soup is so good, honestly, are you talking about girlfriends outside? ”

[Dingtone, congratulations to the host for being recognized by diners, and rewarding 30% of the shares of Michelin-starred restaurants.] 】

The busyness of the morning was well worth it.

The reward sent by this system, An Xin likes it.

As for Ms. An Qiuju's guess, An Xin was not in a hurry to answer.

He really has a girlfriend, and there is more than one.

An Xin is not in a hurry to confess.

There are too many girlfriends, and it is too troublesome to introduce. It's better to pretend not to.

"No, I just couldn't get used to eating Jinghai's food in other places, and I was hungry, so I was forced to cook by myself, and I became enlightened after doing it a few times."

"So that's the case, you, don't be busy with work, you're not young, you don't fall in love in college, what kind of college are you studying. Don't waste your time at work every day, if you can get in touch with female classmates, find more opportunities to contact them. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll do my best. I remember my mother's teachings, and I try to bring a girl back every year. ”

An Xin was busy painting a flatbread for An Qiuju.

After the family finished breakfast, it was already 11 o'clock at noon, which was the peak time for viewing houses.

An Xin drove a Maybach and brought her parents to the best real estate in Rongcheng, a product in Rongcheng.

Walking into the sales office, An Xin's family's outfits immediately attracted the ace salesman.

"Hello, I'm Wang Lulu, the sales manager of Rongcheng Yipin, what can I serve you?"

Wang Lulu's smile is very charming, her figure is also very hot, and the professional suit is very feminine on her.

The tight white shirt shines brightly, and the medal of gold medal sales is very dazzling.

"My surname is An, and I want to buy a villa for my parents, and the price is not a problem."

"Is there a requirement for location? I also have three high-quality properties in my hands, one is a manor villa in Rongshan Villa District, one is a lake-view villa in the city center, and one is a townhouse in the suburbs. ”

"Take a look at the manor villas and the lake view villas."

"Is the gentleman looking at the real thing directly, or is it the model first?"

"Look at the real thing."

An Xin's purpose in coming to the sales office today is very clear, which is to buy a villa.

Of course, it has to be in kind to be practical.

Wang Lulu is worthy of being a gold medal salesman, and her business ability is strong, so she directly drove an extended Rolls-Royce to take An Xin's family to see the house.

The first stop is a lake-view villa in the city center.

"Swan Lake is the future of the government's main support of the commercial area, I want to show you the villa is only five kilometers away from the government's planned science and technology park, the house here has two advantages, the first advantage is convenient social services, the second advantage has room for appreciation, the price two months ago was 200,000 square meters, and now it has risen to 300,000 square meters."

Wang Lulu didn't introduce the price, while driving.

Rolls-Royce's built-in TV is showing a video of the Lakeview Villa.

An Qiuju's eyes kept staring at the screen.

"Son, this house is so beautiful."