Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

"Okay." Lin Ranzhu raised his body, saw that the apron was put on Mo Yuhan's body docilely, and couldn't help admiring, "Wow, it looks pretty good. Sure enough, the man who cooks is the most handsome .”

You know, for a man like Mo Yuhan who lives like a king, wearing an apron for the first time must be a little bit of resistance.

So, first of all, he has to be coaxed to make him feel that he is still charming.

Lin Ranzhu was secretly thinking about his own calculations.

However, Mo Yuhan didn't take a look at himself, but turned his head to look around stiffly: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

Huh?I didn't expect Mo Yuhan to be so active.

Lin Ranzhu couldn't help but froze.

However, it is not realistic for a young master like him to teach him how to cook. After all, I have to follow the recipe this time.

Then let him chop vegetables?
Forget it, if you get everything, it will be a crime.

So, after thinking about it, she finally took a small basket of garlic from the side and handed it to him.

"Peel these off for me."

Mo Yuhan frowned: "You let me do this kind of thing?"

"It's good if you can do this kind of thing well." Lin Ranzhu raised his eyebrows, "I'm still worried that you won't peel it."

When Mo Yuhan heard this, he immediately took the basket, walked aside and started peeling it.

Then I realized that this thing looks easy, but it is very difficult to peel it off, because the skin is too thin, and it cannot be peeled off without force, and the flesh will be dug out with too much force.

But how could he, a face-saving person like him, give such an ugly garlic to Lin Ranzhu, waiting to be laughed at by her?

So, immediately took out the momentum of peeling and cramping the enemy again and dealt with the garlic.

Lin Ranzhu snickered as he watched behind him.

Butler Xu's eyes turned red.

Finally, after a period of turmoil belonging to the two of them, Lin Ranzhu stood happily in front of the dining table.

"Deng den den den, you're done!"

Butler Xu hurried over, looked at the delicious dishes on the table, and immediately praised: "I didn't expect that Young Madam is so amazing."

"That's because you didn't see her do it several times." Mo Yuhan stabbed her behind her.

Lin Ranzhu curled his lips: "Isn't it because you handed me things too slowly, which made me burn too hot and burnt?"

"Have you ever seen anyone cooking, and there are people who pass the food beside?" Mo Yuhan immediately retorted.

Lin Ranzhu stared wide-eyed: "It's as if you've seen other people's cooking."

"I..." Mo Yuhan choked, "Although I haven't seen it before, Mrs. Liu has always been cooking alone. Who do you think she needs to help?"

Lin Ranzhu also choked, but quickly retorted: "That's called specialization in surgery. Why don't you say that you only know how to peel garlic. You have contributed a plate of garlic to such a big table, so you have the nerve to blame me."

"What's wrong with the garlic?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows coldly and arrogantly, "Without my plate of garlic, all your dishes will be eclipsed."

"Pfft." Lin Ranzhu laughed immediately, "Okay, Young Master Mo, you are really good at this plate of garlic!"

Mo Yuhan's face froze.

It was only then that I remembered that when swearing, I would use "what kind of garlic are you?" to describe it.

Suddenly, a face turned black and red: "Lin Ranzhu, are you kidding me?"

"Hahaha." Lin Ranzhu laughed until tears flowed, "You said it yourself, and I didn't say it."

Mo Yuhan was so angry that his teeth were itching, seeing her laughing so that the fat on her face flew up, his brain got hot, and he stretched out his hand directly, and pinched her face.

Lin Ranzhu's smile instantly froze on his face.

I don't know if my heart was pounding because of being frightened, and the pinched part of my face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yuhan also froze in place, until he felt heat on his fingertips, and then hastily withdrew his hand.

Then, pretending to be calm, he said, "Small punishment and big punishment."

Lin Ranzhu also responded naturally: "Punish me for cooking for you, and I won't cook for you next time."

Then, he sat down in a hurry, picked up his chopsticks and ate.

"Hey!" Mo Yuhan grabbed her hand, "So, your ancestral seafood recipe is eaten with shells?"

Only then did Lin Ranzhu realize that she was stuffing a scallop with its shell into her mouth.

A face suddenly became hotter, and he immediately gave him a blank look and said: "It's not you, I'm so confused."

Mo Yuhan gave her a funny look, and then took the initiative to remove the shell of the scallop, and put the meat inside into her bowl: "Is this okay? This is the first time I've helped others shell."

Lin Ranzhu was stunned for two seconds before he understood the taste, and couldn't help laughing again.

That's shelling, right?It's like undressing someone.

Mo Yuhan obviously reacted, and there was a bit of embarrassment on his cold face.

It was still Lin Ranzhu who coughed lightly: "Okay, I forgive you, try it quickly, this is really my ancestral secret recipe."

Mo Yuhan immediately picked up the food and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Lin Ranzhu looked at him expectantly with his big watery eyes open.

The taste was unexpectedly good, Mo Yuhan said lightly: "Not bad."

Lin Ranzhu suddenly became happy: "Of course it's good, this is the recipe from the imperial dining room."

Mo Yuhan couldn't help but sneered: "Do you still want to say you are Gege?"

"I'm not, my great-grandmother is, but it's from the last generation. It's been less than a year. It is said that her mother got these recipes from the imperial chef." Lin Ranzhu replied casually, "Hurry up and try again." Anything else."

Mo Yuhan paused with his chopsticks, and looked at her in surprise, unexpectedly, she had such an identity.

However, he has never paid much attention to identity, but he really tasted it one by one.

Needless to say, every dish tasted very good.

It's the first time Lin dyed bamboo, so it shouldn't be a technical problem, that's the reason for the recipe.

Mo Yuhan couldn't help teasing: "It seems that you can't die of hunger, even if you have nothing, opening a restaurant can make you a lot of money."

However, Lin Ranzhu curled his lips: "I don't, this is the love my grandma left me, and it is much more important than money."

Mo Yuhan's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Since it's so important, why didn't you do it for Jiang Hao before?"

Lin Ranzhu was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Mo Yuhan would suddenly abduct there.

But for Jiang Hao, she really didn't want to mention it anymore, so she casually said: "I don't know, maybe there is no chance."

Mo Yuhan's eyes narrowed slightly: "So you mean, if you had the chance before, you would have done this for him?"

"Huh?" Lin Ranzhu was taken aback.

How this made her answer, she hadn't even thought about it before.

But with his current mood, Jiang Hao must not even think about it.

However, just as he was thinking about it, he heard Mo Yuhan speak again: "Okay, no need to answer, let's eat."

After speaking, he ate by himself.

However, that complexion was obviously much worse than before.

Lin Ranzhu couldn't help but pouted depressedly.

What, didn't he just give her a face without answering a question.

How moody!