Cousin fierce

Jia Baoyu, Jia Baoyu, Wang Xifeng will not look like Wang Xifeng once you come here.Wang Xifeng sighed with emotion in his heart.

But who would know, Jia Baoyu might not understand, but Wang Xifeng didn't want Jia Baoyu to be grateful, she wanted to do it, so she did it.Just make sense to yourself.

Wang Xifeng did what she said, and when she said she wanted to learn how to cook, she went directly to Wang Ansheng and said that she wanted to learn how to cook with a teacher. Wang Ansheng was frightened by her serious expression and thought that something important had happened.

"Sister Feng..." Wang Ansheng had a stupid mouth and a stupid body, blocking Wang Xifeng's way at the door. Her unintentional behavior reflected that she didn't want Wang Xifeng to enter her house.

Her house is well decorated, because it is a house sponsored by Maozi's father, and the decoration is really modern from the outside.

Wang Xifeng took a look at the ignorant and timid Wang Ansheng, and was so on guard, as if she was afraid that she would steal her family's treasure.Seeing the tall and thin body blocking her eyes, Wang Xifeng had an urge to kick her away directly, stepping on her corpse and walking in.

"The cat is still asleep." Wang Ansheng said.

"I'm not here to look for Maozi, I'm looking for you. I called Maozi and told her about it, and she agreed."

"Promise what?" Wang Ansheng was still not in the mood.

"Promise to lend you to me for a day." Wang Xifeng stretched out her hand to push Wang Ansheng away, and walked to her kitchen.

Wang Ansheng was like a puppy who knew he was about to be given away by his master, with a pitifully downcast face, he ran into the bedroom to look for the cat.

When she came out after a while, it seemed that Maozi calmed her down and returned to normal.

Wang Xifeng held her family's kitchen knife in her hand. The stainless steel kitchen knife shone with a cold white light, and the blade was cold. After touching it tentatively with the pulp of her thumb, Wang Xifeng said, "It's sharp enough."

Wang Ansheng shivered bitterly.

Wang Xifeng put on a childish and ridiculous apron, which was longer than her miniskirt, reaching to her knees, and the pattern on it was a cartoon pattern, which looked like something only a little girl would fancy.

Wang Xifeng pulled the belt on his body and said, "Is this from the cat?"

"No." Wang Ansheng said to Wang Xifeng while neatly packing up the ingredients that were ready for a heroic sacrifice.

"That's yours." Wang Xifeng said while suppressing a smile.

She nodded.

"I should buy a lace one, preferably translucent, without wearing anything inside, just like the scene in the Japanese A movie." Every time Wang Xifeng said something, Wang Ansheng's face became more and more shy.

Seeing that expression, Wang Xifeng knew that every word he said was right.

Maozi didn't know when she got up from the bed, lay down on the table and listened to their conversation, and interjected, "Sister Feng is so smart, she guessed it right."

"I know your character is not vegetarian." Wang Xifeng stole a washed tomato from Wang Ansheng, took a bite, stuffed it into the cat's hand, raised the cold silver knife, and said: "Start to fuck." live."

Wang Ansheng ruthlessly taught Wang Xifeng everything he knew, wishing that this rotten piece of wood would become a talent overnight.

It's just that Wang Xifeng is naturally indifferent to this. She can handle money, interpersonal relationships, and other miscellaneous things that people seem to find cumbersome, but she can't do anything about cooking.

I was in a hurry for a while.

Wang Ansheng yelled at the side with an impatience that was completely different from her personality: "Now you can put in the oil, put in the oil, don't pour that little, pour some more, and cover the bottom of the pot.

"Put the food down, put it down!"

Wang Xifeng's voice was higher than hers, and she shouted, "Let it go, what if the oil splashes?"

Wang Ansheng overwhelmed her with his voice: "I said it won't splash, put it down!"

Wang Xifeng went even further: "But it looks like it's about to splash!"

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Maozi occasionally raised her little head and held it in her hands, just wanting to calm down the people inside.

Wang Xifeng stared at the smoking oil in the pot, swallowed his saliva, and poured down the vegetables in his hands in one go, the sizzling sound was heard in an instant, Wang Xifeng wanted to scream.

The oil didn't splash out, the fire didn't start, everything was calm, and the vegetables were still lying peacefully in the pot.

Wang Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Wang Ansheng: "It seems that cooking is not that difficult."

Wang Ansheng shrugged and said, "The vegetables are burnt."

Wang Xifeng looked back, sure enough, they were all smoking.Another mess.

It took a morning to make three home-cooked dishes, but each one had a good ending.

Wang Xifeng still put the dishes on the table very solemnly, wanting the cat to taste it.

The cat was a little confused when he slept, but he was not so stupid. As soon as Wang Xifeng's dishes were placed, he ran away.By the way, Wang Ansheng was also taken away from the dangerous area.

Wang Xifeng looked at the backs of the two fleeing, and muttered: "Is it so unpalatable? It looks good...at least I can recognize what it is."

Picking up the chopsticks, I picked up a green vegetable and stuffed it into my mouth. At first, it was bland and almost tasteless, and then there was minced salt, which tasted like sand. It was so salty that the most tender part of the vegetable was burnt. And the handle of the dish is still raw.