I won't show mercy to you

The moment Tan Ting pushed open the kitchen door, Zhuo Yu was sweating profusely fighting against a lump of sticky dough in his hand.

Too much water was added, and the wet lumps of dough stuck stubbornly to his palm, but Zhuo Yu only had one hand to move, so he could only shake that arm with great effort and comically, trying to move his hand. Throw the dough back into the bowl.

The throwing was finally thrown away, the dough bounced and rolled back into the basin, smashing the basin and staggering.

Tan Ting watched helplessly as the dough took off with the basin, and then the remaining flour in the basin took off at the same time. on the ground.

Tan Ting was silent.

Zhuo Yu raised his sticky hand in a daze, seemingly also dumbfounded.

He turned around, just as he was about to see if the lump of dough on the ground could still be rescued, when he saw Tan Ting standing by the door the next second.

The eyes of the two met, and they both saw embarrassment and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

"You, why are you here?"

Zhuo Yu subconsciously hid her face-facing hand behind her back, and said in a panic, "Didn't I tell you to go to rest first, you..."

Talking about Tingmo for a while, he just said, "Go and wash your hands first."

Zhuo Yu let out a dull oh.

He dawdled to the side of the sink, turned on the faucet to flush the flour paste in his hand, and secretly looked at Tan Ting beside him from the corner of his eye.

Tan Ting didn't speak, but leaned over neatly and picked up the pot and dough on the ground.

He looked at the wet dough in his hand and the uniform soil and ash on it, paused, walked directly to the trash can behind the door, and sent this lump of dough, which had been running around, to the west.

Anyway, anyway, I also kneaded for 10 minutes...

Zhuo Yu sniffed embarrassingly.

Zhuo Yu turned his head and continued to punch the batter left in his hands, but then he found that he couldn't even do such a simple thing as punching his hands.

The sticky dough was sticking to the back of his hand and nails, Zhuo Yu's face was blushing, and he was shaking and rubbing, the dough would not come off.

For a moment, Zhuo Yu hated to think that he should just take off the bandage on his right arm. First, he was like a disabled person who lost his face in front of Tan Ting, and now even...

A hand gently held Zhuo Yu's hand.

Tan Ting lowered his eyelashes, held Zhuo Yu's hand very tenderly, gently melted the batter on the back of Zhuo Yu's hand with his fingertips under the water flow, and washed him carefully.

Zhuo Yu stared blankly at his face.

"Why don't you ask Aunt Xu to do it?" Tan Ting asked.

Zhuo Yu sniffed again.

"She doesn't know what you want to eat."

Zhuo Yu said sullenly, "I actually made it very, very well, really—look over there, didn't you say you wanted to eat cucumbers and oranges from Hedilao, I cut them up for you too, and I also After cutting the meat and vegetables, I was just thinking about getting you some noodles, and I can eat them together in a while..."

Tan Ting was stunned for a moment.

He turned off the faucet, first pulled a tissue and stuffed it into Zhuo Yu's palm, then turned around and looked at the six-figure plates that Aunt Xu had just mentioned.

Not to mention how weirdly cut the cucumbers and oranges on this plate are, just the stack of finger-thick "meat slices" looks a little outrageous.

Tan Ting could roughly picture Zhuo Yu frowning with a knife in one hand, clumsily cutting meat as if facing a formidable enemy.

Zhuo Yu felt a little embarrassed seeing him not talking for a long time.

"Actually, my knife skills are usually very good."

Zhuo Yu tried to defend himself and said, "It's just that one hand is a bit difficult now, and the knives here are really not suitable for hands, so..."

"Zhuo Yu."

Tan Ting turned off the tap and raised his eyes.His eyes were black and bright, but they were as quiet as a beautiful lake, translucent and clean, as if he could directly see into Zhuo Yu's heart.

"And the quality of this beef is also very strange."

Zhuo Yu continued to babble nonchalantly, "The package was so good that it was only one piece after opening, how could it be enough—"

"What's wrong with you?" Tan Ting asked.

Zhuo Yu choked.

This man is really, really fine.Zhuo Yu thought dully.

"I just looked at Jiang Daren and Xu Ling just now, senior brother, I just remembered last time..."

Zhuo Yu lowered his head, and crumpled the tissue in his hand into a flat, round, crumpled ball, "I promised to protect you, but at this time, I'm not even as rough as Jiang Daren." brains."

Tan Ting did not expect this to be the reason.

He seemed to be stunned, but blinked and stared at Zhuo Yu in a daze.

After Zhuo Yu said the words, his own face also turned red. He turned around a little annoyed, took the plate of cucumbers that he had cut into pieces, and stuffed them into his mouth in a daze.

"I was just thinking, thinking about making up for you..."

Zhuo Yu said vaguely, "It turned out to be messed up."

Tan Ting blinked.

"You don't have to make up for anything, Zhuo Yu."

After a while Tan Ting said softly, "You never owe me anything."

But now I want to treat you well.

Zhuo Yu thought sleepily, because I... like you now, how can you, a fool, understand.

Both of them had something in their hearts, and they were silent for a long time without speaking.

In the end, Tan Ting picked up the other messy meat and vegetables on the dining table, and said, "I'm not good at cooking, I can only make pasta and so on. Let Aunt Xu deal with it." , okay?"

Zhuo Yu felt a little regretful, but finally nodded.

Aunt Xu at the door did not expect Tan Ting to really persuade Zhuo Yu.

She thanked Tan Ting repeatedly as if she had been saved, grabbed two handfuls of green onions and a few bottles of seasoning, and hurried to the restaurant to rescue the plate of endangered top-quality A5 Wagyu beef.

So Zhuo Yu and Tan Ting continued to stare blankly at the half bag of flour scattered on the dining table.

"What are you doing now?"

Zhuo Yu sighed, "Brother actually knows how to pull noodles, but this arm is still a bit difficult, hey, you said, how about I bake you a scallion pancake..."

"You don't move."

Junior brother Tan Ting interrupted him tactfully.

Zhuo Yu: "..."

In order to express her dissatisfaction, Zhuo Yu stopped moaning and continued stuffing cucumber pieces into her mouth.

It wasn't until the little half dish fell, that he turned his head sneakily again, and looked at Tan Ting in front of the chopping board.

Tan Ting is actually having a meeting.

He is actually not very familiar with the movements of mixing noodles. It can be seen that he is not a person who cooks often, but there is no major problem with his movements, and he has a good grasp of the water surface ratio.

However, Zhuo Yu watched him frowning standing in front of a pile of bottles and cans, sniffing each can carefully like a small animal for a long time, and finally dug out a large spoonful of white powder and dunked it directly into the dough .

Zhuo Yu's scalp went numb.

Is this going to poison people to death? So much salt.

Zhuo Yu couldn't stand still anymore, and hurriedly took the jar, lifted the lid and smelled it, but it was another bolt from the blue.

It's not salt, it's sugar.

Zhuo Yu tremblingly watched Tan Ting dig out two more eggs from the big freezer next to him before he had time to say anything.

Under Zhuo Yu's stunned gaze, Tan Ting beat the eggs neatly, even mixed half a bowl of golden egg liquid into the dough, and continued kneading the dough with his hands.

"Tan Ting..."

Zhuo Yu looked at the face that was neither yellow nor white, and said with difficulty for a while, "If you do something wrong, brother, just say it, you, you don't want to be like this..."

Tan Ting looked up blankly.

"Is this kind of noodles edible?"

Zhuo Yu swallowed, but as if afraid of Tan Ting's sadness, she hurriedly added cautiously, "It's okay, senior brother hasn't tried sweet noodles yet, it's pretty good, pretty good..."

Tan Ting was taken aback for a moment: "I don't make noodles?"

"what?"

Zhuo Yu was dumbfounded, "Then what are you doing, are you baking pancakes, but you can't add sugar to pancakes either..."

Tan Ting's expression suddenly became very subtle.

He lowered his head, continued to knead the dough, and said after a while, "It's walnut cake."

Zhuo Yu: "Huh?"

Speaking of walnut crisps, Zhuo Yu is not sleepy.

"You can do it?"

Zhuo Yu said with great interest, "That's fine, call me Pinpin later, and see if it's you or senior sister who does it better."

Tan Ting paused for a moment while kneading the dough, but didn't speak.

"You must know that the walnut cake made by the senior sister is really unique."

Zhuo Yu tutted, "It's a pity that she is so lazy. I was so greedy several times. She ignored me after begging and begging. She only gave me a gift every half a month."

Tan Ting was taken aback: "Why didn't she talk to me—"

Before Zhuo Yu understood it, she watched Tan Ting turn her head away quickly, contemplated with difficulty for a long time, and finally said after a long time: "...I mean, why didn't she make it for me to eat."

"I do not know either."

Zhuo Yu shrugged, "It's strange to say, you don't think my senior sister is usually fierce to me, but this walnut cake is the only one I have in the whole mountain."

"I just remember one time when she delivered it to my room, the group of young disciples clamored to eat it, but she sent them all back. She just watched the plate of walnut cakes go into my stomach on the spot before leaving. .”

Zhuo Yu said happily, "The group of disciples later said that the senior sister was biased. Actually, I don't really understand why. Oh, maybe it's because my swordsmanship is better..."

Zhuo Yu was still talking about it, Tan Ting lowered his eyelashes, and poked small round and bumpy holes in the soft dough with his fingertips.

He didn't answer Zhuo Yu's words, but whispered, "Zhuo Yu, find me some walnuts."

However, there are no walnuts in the house.

In the end, Zhuo Yu took a lot of effort to dig out a bag of shriveled almonds. Tan Ting was a little disappointed, but he made do with it, so the walnut cake became almond cake.

Aunt Xu warmly helped them preheat the oven.

The two of them just squatted in front of the oven, staring at the neatly arranged small round cakes with wide-eyed eyes in amazement, watching them slowly puff up and crack into beautiful lines, becoming golden and sweet.

When it was finally out of the oven, Zhuo Yu was so greedy that he couldn't hold back one, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"good to eat…"

He was a little slurred by the scald, "It's so fragrant..."

Tan Ting said, "I'll give you all to eat."

Zhuo Yu hummed indistinctly twice. After tossing and tossing all afternoon, he was really hungry and flustered. He had just eaten one piece, and couldn't help but grabbed another piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, if only there were walnuts at home."

Zhuo Yu chattered.

"It will definitely be more fragrant than the one made with almonds."

Zhuo Yu suddenly realized something was wrong in the middle of speaking, and frantically changed her words, "—I, I'm not saying that what you do is not as good as your senior sister... Oh, my mouth, I didn't mean that, you, you, you are very good. Okay, but Senior Sister is also doing very well..."

Tan Ting suddenly laughed.

Zhuo Yu watched him bend his eyes and just shook his head.Zhuo Yu opened and closed his mouth for a long time before he wanted to say something, when Tan Ting turned his face away, and said softly, "If Senior Sister knew, you really like the walnut cakes she made these years so much—"

"He will be very happy, Zhuo Yu." Tan Ting said.