The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Mingzhu naturally knows how inappropriate it is for a chiffon cake to appear in this era.

And as far as Mingzhu knew, Kang Jingzhi's father traveled abroad frequently in the 50s, so it was not surprising that he recognized these 'foreign gadgets' at a glance.

In order not to make the other party suspicious, it is better to find an excuse so as not to cause trouble to Jiang Duo.

"What foreign thing? This is called a cake. My husband knew that I like to eat sweets, so he asked for the recipe from a friend of his who is engaged in foreign trade. Otherwise, why do you think I would buy an oven? Since you can recognize it at a glance. Come out and see what I made. I must have seen it before. How about it? Do you think it looks like what I made? I have never seen the real thing. Please give me a review."

Although Kang Jingzhi still had doubts in his heart, after all, Jiang Duo's identity was there, so it was not surprising that he could come into contact with such a group of people.

His eyes fell on the cake and he gave Mingzhu a thumbs up: "It's pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes."

Mingzhu raised her chin towards the wisteria trellis: "You've eaten it before, right? Then sit down first and I'll cut a piece for you. You can try it for me to see if what I make tastes authentic."

When it comes to acting, you still need to be more comprehensive.

Kang Jingzhi went under the wisteria trellis. After a while, Mingzhu cut two pieces of cake and came out.

The big piece was given directly to Master Li: "Master Li, you have worked really hard today. Come and try my craftsmanship."

She carried the small piece to the stone table and pushed it in front of Kang Jingzhi.

Kang Jingzhi saw that the cakes in his and Lao Li's hands were unevenly distributed, and thought of what Jiang Duo had said before.

He is no exception!

He suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. It didn't matter if he wasn't an exception, but what happened to being tricked by Lao Li this time?

Master Li is a discerning man, and he immediately came over to exchange with Kang Jingzhi: "Mr. Kang, I'll give you this big piece, I..."

"unnecessary."

Lao Li was panicking, but Lao Li didn't dare to say anything.

He respectfully wanted to help with disinfection, but Kang Jingzhi waved his hand impatiently: "No, she is wearing gloves, and her hands have not touched the food. Go and get the spoon for me."

"Yes," Master Li hurriedly left.

Mingzhu saw the way Kang Jingzhi was scorning Master Li and rolled her eyes at him: "Today, it was because of Master Li that all of us could have this piece of cake. What is your attitude towards this person?"

"He is a person hired by me and gets my salary..."

"So what? You paid them a fair salary, and you also enjoyed their meticulous service. Don't be so condescending. These days, everyone is equal."

Kang Jingzhi frowned: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"That's wrong, Kang Jingzhi, I'm looking down on you," Mingzhu rolled her eyes at him and turned around to walk to the living room.

Kang Jingzhi was speechless, why did he leave after cursing: "Where are you going?"

"Cut the cake. You can eat it because you have a mouth. I can't eat it."

Kang Jingzhi looked sideways and smiled, how could there be such a woman in this world? He really didn't have any temper at all.

Mingzhu took out the cut cake, sat at the stone table, pinched it with her hands and put it into her mouth. It was sweet and refreshing, this is the taste!

She shrugged sweetly.

Just then Master Li brought the spoon over. Kang Jingzhi put on white gloves and took it, and also took a bite.

Mingzhu raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "How is it? Does it taste right?"

Kang Jingzhi looked at her in surprise, "Is this really your first time?"

For the first time since coming to this era, Mingzhu said with a calm face: "Of course, since you asked, it seems that the taste is very good, right? I am really an average cooking expert. "

Kang Jingzhi chuckled softly, "Wang Po sells melons."

"Then sister, I really have this melon to be qualified to sell it. Like you, you can't sell it even if you want to," she said, looking at Master Li who was eating cakes beside her and asked: "Master Li, is it delicious? "

Master Li gave Mingzhu a thumbs up: "Miss Ming's cooking skills are really amazing. I've learned a lot after meeting you."

"The main reason is that you whipped the egg whites well. We have a good cooperation today."

This pleasant afternoon tea time put Mingzhu in a good mood. It would be better if she had a cup of coffee.

No, I'm pregnant, so I can't drink coffee even if I have it.

Just as she was thinking about it, there were footsteps outside the door, followed by a familiar woman's muttering: "Why aren't you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Mingzhu frowned subconsciously and saw Feng Qiaozhen walking in at the second door.

Feng Qiaozhen crossed the threshold and when she saw who was sitting in the courtyard, her pupils were a little dilated.

"Zhuzhu, why is Mr. Kang at our house?"

Mingzhu's eyebrows fell on her face coldly: "Our home? Ms. Feng is wrong. This is my home. Is it strange that my friend comes to my home as a guest?"

Feng Qiaozhen's surprised eyes were still scanning Kang Jingzhi's face. It was not strange for someone to come to the house as a guest, but if this person was Kang Jingzhi, it would be really strange.

Over the years, I have never heard of Kang Jingzhi visiting anyone's house.

Now Kang Jingzhi is not only a guest at Mingzhu's house, but also sitting so close to Mingzhu...

Thinking of the news she had inquired about, she pondered deeply. Could it be that it was true?

Mingzhu didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Qiaozhen's jaw-dropping look, and asked in a cold tone: "Ms. Feng arrogantly criticizes other people's upbringing every day, but how come you don't even knock on the door when you go to other people's homes as guests? ?”

Feng Qiaozhen retracted her wandering thoughts and thought of the purpose of her visit today. She looked at Mingzhu with a flattering smile on her face: "Zhuzhu, we are all from the Jiang family, so there is no need to be so open to outsiders. I……"

"It's true that they are all from the Jiang family, but I am not familiar with Ms. Feng. Even if the door of my house is open, I still hope that Ms. Feng will have some education and knock on the door."

Feng Qiaozhen was used to making the decisions in the Jiang family. She was scolded by Mingzhu over and over again in front of outsiders about her upbringing, as if she didn't take herself, the future biggest mistress of the Jiang family, seriously. She really couldn't bear it, and she suddenly felt a little worried. He became angry.

"You kid, why are you so indifferent in front of outsiders? I am your elder after all. Even if you come from the countryside and don't understand the rules, haven't your family taught you to respect your teachers? "

Mingzhu laughed at this.

"Of course my family has taught me to respect my teachers, but make no mistake, Ms. Feng, when I entered the Jiang family, you didn't give me any money to correct my confession. That proves that you didn't accept me as your niece-in-law. Before. You don’t accept me, but now you come to me to pretend to be your elder, and you still claim to be one of your own, why, you have something to ask me for?”