Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

When Jiang Jingzhi came to the kitchen, he saw that Song Qingzhu and Butler Rong were busy at work. Song Qingzhu didn't know how to cook, but he could make a start by chopping vegetables and serving bowls and plates.Butler Rong is in charge of cooking.

"I didn't expect that Miss Song could also cook."

The smell of the kitchen is very fragrant, and the aroma of the meal is mixed.Jiang Jingzhi's sudden utterance startled Song Qingzhu and Butler Rong. Butler Rong was a little surprised. He asked, "Mr. Jiang, the smell of oily smoke is too strong here, why don't you go out and wait."

Song Qingzhu waved his hands and said, "I don't know how to do it, I just help Butler Rong."

Jiang Jingzhi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, as if she was amused by her words.

He didn't go out, but took a step closer.

He looked at Song Qingzhu and asked sincerely, "What does Miss Song want to eat?"

"Are you going to do it?" Song Qingzhu was very surprised. She glanced at Jiang Jingzhi's hand, and then at his attire. It seemed that he was just a rich man with ten fingers that didn't touch the spring water. Could he do it?

Jiang Jingzhi smiled slightly, but did not answer.

At this time, Butler Rong answered for him.

"Miss Song doesn't know that Mr. Jiang is in the kitchen and in the living room. He can cook anywhere, and he is no less than a professional chef."

Song Qingzhu opened his mouth wide in surprise.

She is so envious of people who can cook. It would be great if she could cook, so she doesn't have to go out to buy food and spend more money.

Jiang Jingzhi glanced at Butler Rong and said, "I'll take the rest, what would Miss Song want to eat?"

"Can I order anything?" Song Qingzhu asked.

Jiang Jingzhi paused, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's no exaggeration to say that there are only dishes that you can't think of, and there are no dishes that I can't cook."

Song Qingzhu laughed loudly, and at the same time questioned him in his heart, how could it be possible?She is going to talk about a very small and difficult dish.

"Then wait for me to think about it." Song Qingzhu stood aside with his chin in his hands, racking his brains.

Seeing that the two of them got along very well, Butler Rong couldn't help but sweat for his ninth master.

Alas, if Dr. Song and Mr. Jiang see each other right, wouldn't his family's ninth master be lost?

Song Qingzhu had a flash of inspiration, she looked at Jiang Jingzhi with bright eyes, and said, "Then make roasted chicken nuggets with king oyster mushrooms! I really like eating king oyster mushrooms!"

Jiang Jingzhi nodded slightly: "No problem, leave it to me."

At the end, he raised his eyes, glanced at Song Qingzhu, with a smile on his lips, "But I need Miss Song to help me."

"Yes!" Song Qingzhu patted his chest, expressing that there was no problem.

Jiang Jingzhi said to Butler Rong: "Butler Rong, you can go out now, just leave it to the two of us here."

Butler Rong: "..."

Well, it seems that Master Jiu is really in danger.

After Manager Rong left, Song Qingzhu immediately returned to his place, waiting upright at the position where he started.Jiang Jingzhi glanced at her, looked at her slightly nervous face, and couldn't help saying: "Don't be nervous, just chop the ginger and garlic first."

Song Qingzhu nodded and began to peel the garlic, wash the garlic and ginger.

Then put it on the chopping board and start chopping garlic and ginger.

Jiang Jingzhi asked Caring: "Don't cut it off."

After chopping the ginger and garlic, Jiang Jingzhi took a handful of green onions and threw them to her to chop.

After washing the green onions, Song Qingzhu began to cut them, and then divided them into a plate.

Jiang Jingzhi took out the frozen chickens from the refrigerator, threw them on the chopping board, decomposed them all with a bang, turned on the gas stove, and with a bang, the blue flame burned slowly.

Pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot, then put the cut chicken into it, wait for the water to boil, and remove the blood.Finally, pour the chicken wings into a plate and pour off the water.

Jiang Jingzhi searched in the refrigerator for a while, but he couldn't find the Pleurotus eryngii. He turned his head and asked Song Qingzhu: "Miss Song, is there no Pleurotus eryngii?"

Song Qingzhu was not familiar with the contents of the refrigerator, so she went closer to it, but she did not see any sign of Pleurotus eryngii.Only some mushrooms were found, and Jiang Jingzhi took a few mushrooms from her, and replied with a smile: "Can you also roast chicken nuggets with mushrooms?"

"can."

Jiang Jingzhi took the shiitake mushrooms, washed them, cut them into thin slices, and put them on a plate.

Then wash the pot, turn on the gas stove, pour in the oil, throw in the sugar and peppercorns and fry it, wait for it to heat up to [-]% heat, throw in the chicken nuggets and stir fry.Pour in the cooking wine, soy sauce, and oil together and stir fry evenly.

Finally, after the chicken nuggets turn red, add ginger, scallion and garlic and stir-fry. At this time, the aroma will come out.

Song Qingzhu watched from the side as he made a series of movements gracefully and warmly. He poured everything in skillfully. After frying to a certain extent, he added 500ml of water, and all the oil in the chicken nuggets floated on the water.

Cover the pot and simmer on low heat for 10 minutes.

After 10 minutes, remove the lid of the pot, pour in the sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms, then stir fry evenly, add some salt, then stir fry and cover the pot.

After cooking for a while, when the pot is tumbling, you can turn off the fire and throw a little green onion in front of the plate.It looks more beautiful.

Song Qingzhu smelled the fragrance, and immediately took out the plates and put them on the table.

Jiang Jingzhi picked up the pot and poured it into the plate.

A plate of hearty roasted chicken nuggets with mushrooms is out of the oven.

Song Qingzhu was dumbfounded, looking at this delicious roasted chicken nuggets with mushrooms, she almost shed tears when she smelled it.

"Brother Jiang, you are too good! You can do everything."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingzhi just smiled, handed a pair of chopsticks to her, pursed his lips, "Try it?"

Song Qingzhu couldn't wait to take a bowl and ate a chicken nugget. The chicken nugget tasted tender and delicious, and it lingered in the mouth. It was even more delicious than the outside.

"Wow, to be honest, Brother Jiang, it's a pity that you don't become a chef with your skills."

Jiang Jingzhi smiled slightly, picked up the plate of freshly baked dishes, and said gently: "It's just as long as you like it."

The two walked out one after the other, Rong Jingchen and Rong Junchu were outside, Rong Junchu was watching children's drama with Rong Jingchen, when he suddenly saw them coming out together, his face darkened instantly several degrees.

"How about it, does it smell good?"

Song Qingzhu took a deep breath, and his expression looked very enjoyable.

Rong Junchu looked at them coldly and didn't speak.

Rong Jingchen jumped off the sofa and ran over after the smell.

"It smells so good, it must not be made by Xiao Qingqing."

Song Qingzhu flicked his brains out, "Hmph, if I'm serious, I'll do it too."

Rong Jingchen stuck out his tongue, scrambling to sit down.

Jiang Jingzhi greeted Rong Junchu with a smile, "Junchu, come and eat quickly."

Rong Junchu kept a cold face, turned a deaf ear to Jiang Jingzhi's words, and stared straight at Song Qingzhu with those dark eyes.

It seemed that there was a telepathy, and Song Qingzhu happened to meet his eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.