Respect is worse than resignation

Since Yin Yiming bought all the ingredients and stepped into Wenxi's kitchen, he started the burning mode together with the scorching sun outside the window.

Between a few flickerings, the simple dishes have undergone very profound changes from connotation to denotation.

Mr. Yin's clamoring all the year round, home cooking should be court-like, state-banquet-like, and the guideline of perfection has been raised to a new height by Yin Yiming at this moment, advanced to Spartan, or super Saiyan.

As an advanced creature with the word "easy to learn" deeply imprinted in its talent and character, Wen Xi asked Mr. Xiao Yin to study with him, and as soon as he was approved, he was transferred to the Enlightenment School For the role, take a step forward and study and record seriously.

Yin Yiming fiddled with the range hood anxiously, and adjusted the speed and wind speed to the highest level to ensure that Wen Xi would not be overwhelmed by the range hood as much as possible.

Wen, you are so cute!

Even the matter of "getting in the way when others are busy" is done so intellectually and perfectly.

As a young scholar who is obsessed with academic research, Wen Xi maintains a very rigorous and serious attitude in all aspects of study, work and life. Since she said she wanted to ask for advice, the learning process is no different from teaching in a school. In the part, he also dared to ask questions, and every question had a very high technical content, which made Mr. Xiaoyin feel overwhelmed deep in his heart and couldn't afford to kneel down.

"Mr. Wen, you deal with that coriander, and put a little bit in the cold dish later to enhance the taste."

"Well, here you are, is this okay?"

Yin Yiming pointed at the root of the coriander with trembling fingertips when Wen Xi handed over a whole bunch of coriander, "This, these are to be thrown away. And one is not enough, let's get some more."

"A little more? It's too imprecise, how much do you want?" Wen Xi adjusted her glasses, and with the roar of the range hood, her voice became louder, and her natural arrogance leaked out like crude oil from a drilling well.

Teacher Yin Yiming was rubbing his apron with his hands by the stove, and immediately embraced him, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about the parsley, or if you get tired, chop some chopped green onion, and you can rely on it for cooking later. This is more important than parsley. Higher, really, I didn't fool you."

While looking back at the fire on the stove, Yin Yiming taught Wen Xi how to deal with Mr. Scallions with painstaking efforts. When Wen Xi took the peeled and washed scallions that had lost two-thirds of their original weight and came to the chopping board, Yin Yiming The teacher suddenly became clever and sweated excitedly again.

"That old man, your gesture with the knife..."

wrong!wrong!wrong!

I yelled three times about important things, but of course I only dared to yell and vent in the deepest part of my heart.

Because the first time Wen Xi raised the knife and fell, Yin Yiming encountered the bloody scene that was about to happen, and immediately covered in cold sweat, he rushed out and blocked the gentle knife with his own hand.

"It's not right, um, it's not right to take it like this on the basis of personalization."

Hey, it’s fine if you don’t cut yourself, don’t look terrified, Mr. Wen, don’t make trouble to look at my hands anymore, there is no surprise in the goddess’ emotional state, you are so close to the people now, I would feel embarrassed as a mortal up to you.

Yin Yiming put his left hand on the back of his right hand, picked a small white scratch on the fingernail of his index finger, and explained calmly, "You bend the knuckles of that left hand against the back of the knife of your right hand, and then Cut slowly and slowly, that's all right, safety first."

Wen Xi frowned, determined to try what Yin Yiming said. Yin Yiming wiped his sweat with the back of his hand that was stained with oil and noodles. He accidentally touched the side of his face. A green onion that just popped up a few days ago Like immature peas.

hiss……

Pain and pain, sourness and refreshment are intertwined at once, forming a magnificent scroll of inner thoughts in Yin Yiming's heart.

In fact, the most appropriate thing is that you take your thick cookbook that can kill people, go back to the sofa in the living room and sit down, then watch your favorite TV program, wait for me to order dinner, and then you can spend a little time Run back at a brisk speed.

Only in this way is safety first, otherwise as long as you are still in the boundary of the kitchen, you will inevitably become a human-shaped explosive device with irregular timing and orientation.

Whether it's your big kitchen or my little heart, there was no explosion-proof function when the original package came out, so...

"Otherwise, it's too hot today, and the kitchen is in a smoky state. It's not conducive for you to learn my cooking skills. You can take a shower now, then dry your hair, and then the food will be on the table , I will give you a detailed theoretical explanation first, and for the practical part, just find a chance to practice."

"Well, that's okay, if you need help, just call me."

Hey, you are welcome, if I need help, I can find the policeman Susu, don’t worry about Mr. Wen, let’s go ahead and do big things, the burden of helping the world is still waiting for you to pick.

Wen Xi is indeed a rare good student in a hundred years. She immediately responded to Teacher Xiao Yin’s suggestion. She put down the kitchen knife and shallots, and walked out of the kitchen with ease, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden. .

Yin Yiming rubbed his eyes, watching Elder Wen, who had changed from cloudy to sunny in a second, took his clothes and ran from the kitchen to the dry room, feeling very beautiful in his heart, feeling that he had really done a very great thing.

If I had known it earlier, I would have kicked her out immediately.

You can't covet any beauty by your side at all, and you can enjoy hardships.It is simply too sinful to embarrass a person who is calm and calm like a thousand-year-old ancient well.

Yin Yiming turned around and continued to work. He was in a good mood and efficient. He also hummed the song Wen Xi had just hummed. By the time the chorus was played for the sixth time, all the dishes were ready. Put them on the table and wait for the goddess to come out Tasting after bath.

Get out of the bath, hehe.

With an unknowing smirk, Yin Yiming stood by Wenxi's dining table, immersing himself in the final beautification of the dishes, striving to bring the color, aroma, and shape to a new level.

The sound of the hair dryer in the study stopped, and Wen Xi walked out following the scent. With a white towel in her hand, she circled the dining table for half a circle, and finally stood beside the cook, "Great! Thank you for your hard work, classmate Chef, Wipe off your sweat first."

The square scarf with a sweet and fruity scent passed over Yin Yiming's temple, passed through his forehead, and finally his cheeks, and precisely on the little fire bean full of youthful vigor, pause, press, and wipe.

Don't cry out, it's too disturbing, first hold back, hold back, hold back...

Yin Yiming's heart rate reached a new level very successfully. The slightly pink neck and face made Wenxi notice something strange, "Yin Yiming, what's wrong with you, you are not feeling well?"

"I, I'm hot..."

This is also true, although compared with "I'm shy" and "I'm hurting", the high temperature in the hot kitchen is not the culprit that caused the violent qualitative changes in her blood pressure and heartbeat.

Thinking about just now God used that square towel to wipe his hair, and then wiped himself, Yin Yiming suddenly fell into infinite entanglement and depression and couldn't extricate himself.

I don't want to wash my face in the next six months, so what should I do.

The tangled and depressed Chef Yin was so immersed in her own thoughts that she couldn't listen to Wen Xi's next evaluation of the dishes. It was only when the topic was inexplicably related to Cheng Siya that she came back to her senses dully , expressing dull contempt and disgust.

"Although she has many shortcomings, she was considered a person of great wealth when she was in school."

It may be because the taste of the dishes is really good. Wen Xi didn't express any anger at Yin Yiming's unintentional question about his faux pas with Cheng Siya in the past. Yin Yiming briefly answered the question.

Yin Yiming's advanced scheming skills, such as catching big fish with a long line, attacking sideways, retreating to advance, etc., are all lacked by Yin Yiming.

So she took what she was best at, pushing her nose up to make an inch of her face, and made an inquiry.

"Hmph, what is Fengyun? If being mean can be considered Fengyun, then just smash an old sauerkraut jar and pick the thinnest and sharpest piece from it, and it will be more beautiful than her."

"Haha, don't talk nonsense." Wen Xi brought the pancakes dipped in fish soup close to her mouth, and took a small bite delicately, "Although her mouth is indeed unforgiving, she is also considered a remarkable talent. Yes, she was the best debater in the four consecutive school debates that year, and no one can shake her. Other mathematical modeling competitions, paper selections, simulated trading competitions, hey, she also won prizes cramp."

Infected by Wen Xi, Yin Yiming also picked up a small cake made by himself to taste. Unexpectedly, Wen Lao's words advanced layer by layer, step by step, so that she shook her hand and stuffed the whole cute small cake into her throat In his eyes, he drank a bowl full of fish soup before rejecting Black and White Wuchang's kind invitation.

Looking at Wen Xi again, it seems that Yin Yiming did not notice the abnormality at all, and continued to eat vegetables and soup happily, revealing more abundant information between meals, "Generally, after one week of summer military training, there will be two weeks before school The debate competition and the modeling competition seem to be before the autumn, and there are several English speech competitions before the winter vacation. Well, I may not remember clearly enough. If you want to know more about it, you can find Cheng Xuebei. The student union’s schedule is the most detailed. If you're sweetheart, she might have some prep tips attached."

"Well, wait a minute, Mr. Wen, I didn't say that I want to participate in these, what kind of preparation skills are needed..."

Yin Yiming's calf under the table was a little cramped, so he had to pinch it with his hands to keep calm without lifting the table.