CHAPTER 12

"Boom boom boom boom-"

The sound of chopping vegetables resounded through the small kitchen on the second floor. Su Yue stood beside Qiao Jingming in an orderly manner, learning cooking skills.

"My fire didn't burn too much, why does it always burn? And even if it doesn't burn, the dishes I stir-fry always stick to the pan and burn."

"The temperature in the pot is too high, and there is water in the dish."

While chopping vegetables, Qiao Jingming told her the tricks of cooking. Su Yue listened obediently, half understanding.

"What about chopping vegetables, I see you chop them so fast, aren't you afraid of cutting your hands?"

"No, it's best to stick your wrist on the table when cutting vegetables. If you hang it in the air, the force will be uneven and the vegetables will easily slip."

Qiao Jingming glanced at her, and his eyes fell on the tip of her nose, which was smeared with a small piece of black ash.

There is also a small piece of broken hair on the forehead, a small piece of burnt, hanging pitifully in the air, with an inexplicable sense of joy.

Su Yue didn't pay attention to his gaze, Zuo suddenly realized: "Oh~ no wonder, I said that no matter how I cut it, I couldn't hold it steadily."

Qiao Jingming withdrew his gaze and curled his lips indistinctly: "Just using brute force to suppress it won't work, you have to use ingenuity."Seeing Qiao Jingming patiently explaining to herself, Su Yue suddenly became interested: "How clever? What a clever way?"

"The cleverness is..."

Qiao Jingming glanced at Su Yue's smiling eyes, suddenly tightened his hand holding the knife, lowered his eyelashes and drooped his eyes and continued to explain.

Su Yue remained silent and listened quietly.

He spoke seriously and focused, Su Yue was distracted, and his eyes slowly moved up from the middle of the cutting board unconsciously.

His side face is sharp and angular, and the corner of his strong jaw is raised in a superior arc. Especially when he is doing things seriously, his calm and restrained temperament will radiate.

Qiao Jingming told her a lot, and Su Yue listened with great interest, but she didn't know if she actually learned it.

After cutting the vegetables, burning firewood, heating oil, and cooking in one go, you can tell at a glance that it is a very sophisticated technique.

As soon as I got out of the pot, I felt a burst of fragrance.

Su Yue took a breath of the scent in the air and said, "You seem to be very good at cooking?"

"It's okay." He said modestly.

"Then do you know how to cook a lot?"

"We can basically order dishes from all factions," he said.

Dishes from various factions?

Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Hunan cuisine?

My God, what kind of fairy is this, he can't be a cook, can he?

Su Yue was curious and looked him up and down: "Are you a chef?"

Qiao Jingming stopped cooking and shook his head: "My grandfather used to be a chef in a restaurant."

"Oh~ you learned it from your grandpa?"

"Ok."

"Then can you make Dongpo elbow?"

"Sichuan cuisine? Yes."

"Where's the sauce-flavored pig's trotters?"

"Meeting."

"What about the salt-baked prawns?"

He will never know about this. Lucheng is inland, and there are very few foods such as seafood, so no one eats it, let alone cooks it.

Unexpectedly, he said: "Yes."

Su Yue was ecstatic, feeling that he could cook all the dishes she liked!!

She gave a thumbs up without hesitation: "You are too good."

Qiao Jingming glanced at her, seeing the admiration in Su Yue's eyes and the raised thumb, he felt a little funny.

The thumbs up seemed to coax a child, looking at it inexplicably felt that it revealed a sense of joy.

Hmm... a little silly.

What Qiao Jingming is cooking now is a home-cooked dish of braised pork. This dish doesn't need too much seasoning. If there is sweet, sour and salty soy sauce, it can be cooked with a full color, flavor and flavor..

When it was time to put the soy sauce, Qiao Jingming looked at the dazzling array of seasonings on the stove, and didn't know where to stretch his hands.

Salt and soy sauce are enough for ordinary people to have at home, but the seasonings in Su Yue's kitchen dazzled him.

Seeing his hands pause in the air, Su Yue hurriedly pointed to the bottles and cans to introduce them.

"This is salt, this is sugar, this is soy sauce, vinegar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce... Oh, I forgot, I should find a paper to paste it."

Don't look at these glass jars and don't know which bottle contains what.

Qiao Jingming's memory was so good that Su Yue couldn't imagine, so he picked up a bottle and asked, "Soy sauce?"

"right."

After putting in the soy sauce and frying for a while, I picked up another bottle: "Vinegar?"

"right."

In the end, the salt and sugar can be separated, and a plate of braised pork is made.

"It smells good."

Holding the dish in her hands, Su Yue took a deep breath, the saliva in her mouth kept secreting, she was so hungry!

Seeing Su Yue's intoxicated eyes, Qiao Jingming smiled again, which was the second time Su Yue saw him smile.

There was a moment of trance.

"There are quite a lot of dishes." He said.

"Of course." Su Yue raised her face proudly and smiled at Qiao Jingming.

She didn't realize that he was laughing at herself, and she thought to herself: Because in order not to go to the non-staple food store to squeeze with the elder sisters and uncles every day, she simply bought more at one time to save trouble.

After the dishes were fried, Su Yue stole a piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. The incomparably delicious taste rose from the taste buds. The braised meat was soft and smooth, and it seemed to bounce twice in the mouth after chewing.

Su Yue squinted her eyes in satisfaction, her almond eyes were bright and clear, like honey-colored sugar.

Lowering his eyebrows, Qiao Jingming's heart suddenly missed a beat.

Within a few minutes, a simple plate of stir-fried Chinese cabbage came out of the pan, but only a little chili noodles were added, and the stir-fry was more fragrant than meat.

Su Yue took a deep breath of the fragrance: "What did you put in it? It smells so good?"

"Just chili cones and seasonings."

As soon as the dish came out of the pot, Su Yong picked it up and observed it, and found that it was just an ordinary dish of cabbage, but it was so fragrant.

She was so fascinated by the smell, it felt like it had been a long time since she had a good home-cooked meal!

Qiao Jingming laughed, and started the third course.

"You have a lot of seasoning here, and it will be fragrant if you stir fry it casually." He said, pouring oil: "I accidentally put too much oil in that plate of braised pork, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yue waved his hand boldly: "It's okay! You can pour it whatever you want, don't save me! It won't taste good if you put less oil."

These days, ordinary residents cook with less oil, less salt and less seasoning, no matter how they cook, it will not taste good.

Even if Su Yue's complete cooking equipment is placed in the leaders' homes, it is rare.

It's just a pity that so many good seasonings fell into the hands of a master who can't cook like Su Yue.

"There are also seasonings, you can use whatever you want, put them however you like, don't save me."

Qiao Jingming pursed his lips, did not speak, and focused on frying the shredded radish.

After the simple two vegetables and one meat were ready, Qiao Jingming reprocessed several dishes that Su Yue failed to stir-fry, and finally Su Yue took a chopstick into his mouth. This is simply the power to decay into magic!

She was so admired and shocked!

"I want to invite you to my house to cook, how about it! I will pay you!"

Qiao Jingming: "?"

The sudden sentence made Qiao Jingming puzzled and confused.

"What nonsense?" he muttered, washing his hands.

Su Yue eagerly handed him a towel to wipe his hands, and said solemnly again: "Really! I'm not kidding! Look at my skills...it's really inedible, and I've never cooked before, you don't know that My identity..."

"In the past, the nanny cooked at home, then my mother did the cooking, and then my father did the cooking... But I really don't know how to..."

Everyone in the Su family held her as the apple of their eyes. Miss Qianjin would not do such a thing, and Su Yong is a kitchen idiot from the end of the world, let alone.

"Besides, it would be a pity if you don't show off your cooking skills to shine?" The point is that if she can eat such delicious food every day, she will not be too chic today!

"...you don't need to shine." Не is not a professional cook, why should he let his cooking skills shine?

"Eh..." Su Yue choked on his words again.

While she was in a daze, Qiao Jingming still chose to refuse, and said perfunctorily, "I'm not free."

"Hey--"

After all, Qiao Jingming went to the living room to reinstall the parts of the radio, then put on the case, tried to see if it could be used normally, and then handed it over to Su Yue.

Before Su Yue could speak with the radio in her arms, Qiao Jingming stepped out of the room with long legs.

She hurriedly put things on the ground and chased them out.

Zigao walked fast, but within a few seconds, he reached the stairs.

He was not alone at the stairway, there were several children standing there, sniffing the smell of food in the air.

Su Yue trotted over, and the children ran away in response.

She just glanced at it casually, didn't pay much attention, and took a few steps forward to grab Qiao Jingming's arm.

His skin is hot, men's body temperature is much higher than women's, this is the first thought that flashes through Su Yue's mind.

The slightly smaller white shirt was slightly deformed by her, Su Yue didn't let go, standing on the steps and looking at him.

"Don't go, is there no room for negotiation? You have helped me so much. At least let me treat you to a meal. Let's chat while we eat?"

Her pleasant voice was mellow and lingering, like a flower blooming in her heart. Qiao Jingming listened, but still refused without any hesitation.

Not giving her a chance to speak again, she broke away from her and went down the stairs a few steps, leaving Su Yue on the second floor staring at his back.

Helpless and melancholy, he suddenly slapped his head.

"Oops! Forgot to tell him the price!"

Qiao Jingming wouldn't have misunderstood herself, right? She wanted to pay a high price to invite him here. She is not a capitalist who loves to exploit the working people!!

Su Yue exhaled angrily, and decided to find a chance to ask him again.

But before again, she had to go to Yang Xiuling to ask about his home address and family financial situation.

If the family conditions are not good, she doesn't believe that the high salary can't impress him!

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