Pang He saw Shi Wengong take the rice bag and put it on his shoulder: "Senior brother, how can this be." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" After speaking, he went to pick up the rice bag, but was thrown away by Shi Wengong in one step: "You are my junior brother, of course my senior brother takes care of you, besides, I have to go to your house to eat!" Pang He had no choice but to pick up the wine on the ground and take the meat from Shi Wengong's other hand. Su Ying looked at it and didn't speak, but felt funny: Is this Shi Wengong still very easy to get along with, but his temper is too straight.

After that, the three of them slowly walked to Pang He's residence, Pang He and Su Ying invited Shi Wengong to go in and sit down, but Shi Wengong put down the rice bag and turned around and left: "Senior brother, younger brother and sister, we'll see you in the evening, senior brother will go first." "Leaving Pang He and Su Ying messy in the wind: this Shi Wengong really comes and goes freely, completely according to his own temperament.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and put their things away. It wasn't too early, Pang He started to cook in his life, Su Ying, just wash a little vegetables and meat, and then hand it to Pang He: "Do you know how to cook?"

Pang He's face was a little proud: "Of course this will!"

Su Ying was curious and asked again: "You really will?"

Pang He thought to himself that she should think that I couldn't do it because she couldn't buy vegetables, so he explained: "I have been in the barracks, and these are basic survival skills in the wild. Later, when I left the barracks, I was used to making my own food, of course, I didn't buy groceries, because it didn't require me to do anything at all, and the housekeeper would arrange the best and most suitable ingredients for me, so I didn't have to worry about it at all, and I didn't need to spend time in the vegetable market, just a list. ”

Su Ying listened and understood: "So that's the case, then what are you going to do now?"

Pang He said: "Blanch the meat first, marinate it, cook at this time, then fry the meat and make a bowl of vegetable soup, and then make something good in the evening." ”

Su Ying had no opinion: "Listen to you." ”

At this time, the fire was already ignited, Pang He slowly put in a little firewood, let Su Ying watch, don't extinguish it, and then added water to the pot himself, and then cut the washed meat into small pieces, and when someone was about to boil, he poured the cut meat into the pot.

Seeing Pang He cooking in a good manner, Su Ying didn't know that his face was already black, which caused Pang He to laugh for a while・・・・・・

Lunch, had a great time. Maybe it's because it's fresh, because it's interesting, or because Pang He is doing a good job, Su Ying is also more and more impressed by this rich son.

After lunch, Pang He rested, cleaned the vegetables, cut the meat・・・・・ and then started to practice "qi" when he was basically ready.

Time passed slowly, but before I knew it, it was approaching dusk.

Pang He looked at the sky, and then said to Su Ying, "Let's start cooking." ”

After speaking, Pang He pulled Su Ying into the kitchen, and Su Ying was worried that his face would be blackened, so he sat next to Pang He very carefully and watched the fire. Soon the fire was lit, Su Ying carefully sat in, Pang He told Su Ying not to get too close to the stove, as long as the fire is in charge, the bellows can not be pulled hard, as long as the fire is not extinguished.

Although it was very simple, because she had not been in contact with it, Su Ying was completely uncomfortable, for fear that she would have a black face again. So timid, Pang He looked at Su Ying, and felt a little funny in his heart, he knew that Su Ying was not easy, he had not been exposed to these, naturally he would not, and it was relatively dirty here, for this young and beautiful girl, it was indeed not easy to accept and adapt. Besides, this is almost extinct in the countryside, and it is rarely seen, so Su Ying can completely understand this. Pang He didn't laugh out loud after all, but he couldn't help but smile and didn't make a sound, and Su Ying, who was in front of the stove, couldn't pay attention to Pang He because he was too busy to take care of himself.

The dishes in the evening were good, there were beef and mutton bought by Shi Wengong, as well as his own vegetables and fish, because there was already beef and mutton, Pang He felt that the pork was already redundant, so he marinated it and left it to dry. When Pang He grabbed it from the water very neatly, then dissected it, cleaned it, and put it into the boiling water, Su Ying poked his head out and looked at it, feeling a little cruel, the fish's eyes were not closed, and it felt like he was dead. Su Ying wondered why she felt so much now, thinking about it, she still took charge of the stove by herself and didn't stick her head out anymore.

After blanching the meat and fish, Pang He began to cook on another stove. After putting the rice and water in place, we then made a pot of spiced beef and spicy lamb chops. As the aroma filled the entire kitchen, Su Ying couldn't help but look at Pang He again, not wanting to pay attention for a while, his clothes were burned by the flames that burst out, causing Su Ying to jump up and down, and Pang He couldn't help laughing out loud at this time: "You...... It's okay...... It's okay......"

Seeing Pang He making fun of himself, Su Ying made a 180-degree turn, picked up the tongs, and pointed at Pang He: "You, you are not allowed to laugh." ”

Pang He stopped laughing: "Okay, okay, I won't laugh, you put it down first, and we'll talk well." ”

Su Ying put down the tongs, Pang He couldn't help laughing again, looking at Pang He, who was smiling but still laughing so happily, Su Ying looked at the tongs in his hand, picked it up, and put it down again. Pang He realized that he had lost his temper and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I really couldn't hold back ......"

Su Ying sat back in front of the stove disappointed, thinking that he had never done such a thing, and now he probably felt a little aggrieved.

Pang He put down the shovel in his hand, added some water to the pot, walked in front of Su Ying, and took Su Ying's hand: "Okay, it's me who is wrong, you haven't done these things, you have been wronged, I shouldn't make fun of you." ”

Su Ying looked at Pang He with a look of sorry and comfort, and knew that Pang He was unintentional: "Okay, don't blame you?"

"Really?"

"What are you lying to!"

"Then I'll continue to cook, just make a few more pots. ”

Su Ying didn't speak, just looked at the stove, added some firewood to it, and then pulled up the bellows.

Pang He saw that Su Ying was fine, so he continued to cook his own dishes.

Slowly, it was already dark, candles had been lit in the kitchen, Pang He's dishes had been placed on the shabby table, Su Ying had also extinguished the fire, washed his face, and waited for Shi Wengong's arrival together.