my boyfriend is roommate

Wen Hengye couldn't help laughing, "Do you still remember what kind of food you ate at my house, and what kind of food did I say I like to eat?"

"Of course," someone answered as a matter of course, "mainly because I want to forget my aunt's cooking skills, and I have been listening carefully to your hobbies to see how much we have in common."

Wen Hengye couldn't help casting admiring glances, "I still remember you said that I look like a good wife and mother, right? Now I think you are pretty similar too."

"..." Xie Yu'an looked up at the sky again, no, it was the ceiling.

On the way to buy groceries the next morning, the two went to fill out the registration form for the Student Union of the School of Computer Science. Wen Hengye had already discussed with that person. Both of them chose the organization department. They don't want to participate in other associations.

Wen Hengye still politely asked the young master what he would like to eat when he arrived at the supermarket. The latter glanced at him and asked very wisely: "I think you should tell me what you will cook first."

Wen Hengye pinched his chin and thought for a while, "It's just a meal, any meat and vegetables can be stewed together. Ah, of course you can't stew those that can't be eaten together."

"..."

So someone picked some cabbage, rapeseed and other vegetables at random, and added a little meat. When he was about to pay the bill, he suddenly thought of something and asked the people around him: "Should I buy another knife?"

"..." Wen Hengye controlled the urge to touch his forehead, "Yeah, I should buy a cutting board."

When they bought the pot yesterday, they actually bought bowls and chopsticks by the way, but they really forgot the knives. Looking at these things in their trolley and thinking about the big bags and small bags they brought to the dormitory yesterday afternoon, they didn’t expect to cook. It's such a complicated thing...

After leaving the supermarket, Wen Hengye said, "Actually, we can also buy a box of mutton slices and some hotpot seasoning. It would be nice to have a hotpot in the dormitory."

Someone nodded in agreement, and immediately made a decision: "Okay, next."

When Wen Hengye returned to the dormitory and started cooking, he realized that even though they had bought so many things, they were still far behind. First of all, there were no basins, and the bowls were too small, which prevented them from washing vegetables. And the meat washing utensils, it was Xie Yu'an who thought that he could use the "steaming rack" in the rice cooker for a while.

Afterwards, Wen Hengye washed the rice again and started to steam the rice. After that, the two of them brought the washed vegetables over and started to process them.

Wen Hengye was in charge of cutting the meat, while Xie Yuan was in charge of handling the cabbage and rapeseed.

The young master's job is relatively simple, just to break off the vegetable leaves one by one. While doing it, he looked at the cutting board and found that the man's knife skills are really... Not very good.

In other words, this cannot be described as how bad it is. Wen Hengye's so-called "cutting meat" is nothing more than cutting off meat in pieces, no matter what size or thickness, it is definitely something that anyone can do.

The meat they bought was not too big, and soon Wen Hengye washed the knife and began to cut the cabbage after cutting it. Alright, where are you going to put it?"

Wen Hengye paused, "What?"

"Where should we put the rice after it's steamed?" The young master said looking straight into his eyes.

Their original plan was to steam the rice first, put it aside to dry, and then cook. The problem now is that they don’t know where to put the rice, so the steaming rack is no longer suitable.

Sweat dripped from Wen Hengye's forehead. It seemed that they still thought about "cooking" too simply, and lost everything. It was really the work of two careless people who had never cooked before. ...

"Then what should I do," he put down the knife, "how about I go out and buy it now?"

"No need," the young master stood up, "You're busy, I'll go buy it."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

When Xie Yu'an bought the things back, the man said to him: "It's hard work, let's take a rest first, there should be 10 minutes left."

Wen Hengye was already sitting at the desk at this time, writing something, compared to his "indifferent to fame and fortune", Young Master Xie moved his chair to the rice cooker, just waiting It cooks well.

Ten minutes later, the coveted "pop" finally sounded in the dormitory, Xie Yuan jumped up instantly, and wanted to rush over to open the lid, but Wen Hengye hurriedly stopped him, "Let's simmer for a while, it will taste better .”

A certain person had no choice but to sit back, and the strong smell of rice had long been wafting in the room, making his stomach gurgle non-stop.After waiting for another 2 minutes with difficulty, the person finally came over and opened the lid of the pot, and a burst of hot air mixed with fragrance rushed towards his face, and then the white rice that greeted his eyes made Wen Hengye feel an indescribable feeling in his heart A sense of joy, this is the first pot of rice he made with his own hands.

"How is it? Can I eat it?" Someone rushed over excitedly again, but Wen Hengye deliberately put the lid back on, and said to him with a smile, "What are you in a hurry for? Let's eat together when the food is ready." .”

"..." Xie Yu'an gritted his teeth and backed away.

Wen Hengye looked at the pot of rice that was perfect in his eyes, and never admitted that he was not willing to destroy it at all.

After admiring it for a while, he took a few more photos, and Wen Hengye finally served the rice. The young master was quite good at handling things. He bought three pots and came back, and he happened to be able to use one as a lid.

Afterwards, he washed the pot, added another half pot of water, put all the cut meat into it, and added a little salt. This time he pressed "soup".

Xie Yu'an looked at the remaining dishes and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you cook them all together?"

"Because they are cooked at different times, my mother told me," Wen Hengye said, "they will rot if cooked together."

Young Master Xie nodded.

At the set time, Wen Hengye added vegetables and other ingredients, and cooked for another ten minutes. He opened the lid of the pot, picked up a piece of rapeseed, and looked at it. The color was bright and the texture was soft, just like it was after cooking. .

"Is it okay to eat this time?" Someone got down from the chair and squatted in front of the pot, with gold stars in his eyes.

"Let's eat." Wen Hengye smiled, and took the bowls from the two of them to fill the rice.

As soon as the bowl was finished, I heard the young master's sigh of emotion from behind: "My God..."

"What's wrong?" Wen Hengye put down the bowl and returned to him, only to see the young master covering his mouth with his hands, his expression seemed to be enduring pain.

"Could you be burning hot?" Wen Hengye smiled and brought over a glass of water.

The young master brought it over and took a sip, then took a breath and motioned to the pot of food: "Taste it yourself."

Wen Hengye looked puzzled, took some cabbage with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing carefully...

...This taste, how should I describe it...

It's not bland, and of course I can't say how delicious it is. It feels... like the kind of cabbage boiled in white water, a little oil, and a little salt.

"Uh," he looked at the young master with some embarrassment, "what should I do, do you want to add more salt?"

"You don't just need to put salt here," the young master said with a bitter face, "Why do I think you need to put a lot of things?"

Xie Yu'an seldom ate stews, but he felt that this pot was different from everything he had eaten before. If he had to compare... By the way, other dishes are like colorful pictures, but this pot Just a single color.

Wen Hengye scratched his head. He is really not good at seasoning. He didn't know what to put in and didn't dare to put more. He just added some salt and monosodium glutamate. Now...

"Why don't you eat it, let's go out and eat something else?" He had to endure the pain and say this.

"That's no need, let's make do with it, anyway, it's the first meal we cook in the dormitory."

As Young Master Xie said, he took another piece of meat and tasted it, well, although it was a bit tender, it should be cooked, but it was also tasteless.

Can't help but look at the ceiling, tossing and tossing for so long but eating these really makes him feel like going to the cafeteria and ordering takeaway...