[Korean Entertainment] Hello Mr. Wangzai

Wu Shixun made an appointment with relatives at six o'clock in the evening, so Lu Mengmeng and Park Canyeol got busy around four o'clock.

Because of Wu Shixun's relatives and friends, Lu Mengmeng didn't plan to prepare too many Chinese dishes.Although she is a fan of her own country's cuisine, she knows that there are indeed Koreans who only like Korean food.

Lu Mengmeng smiled and handed Park Canlie a pink potato rabbit apron: "Chef Park, tonight's food depends on you."

Park Canyeol put on the soft and cute apron reluctantly: "I'm not a chef."

He was right.After all, it's children who gather together, everyone should be playing and laughing, eating snacks, if you really want to make some staple food, no one is willing to eat it.

Therefore, the task Lu Mengmeng assigned to Park Canyeol was to make a large serving of Korean-style fried rice cakes.

"I'll make longevity noodles after everyone is done playing." Lu Mengmeng tilted her head thinking, "I'll help you with the washing and washing the vegetables right now."

After she finished speaking, she went to the room and took out another Chopper's apron from the closet to wrap it around.

When he came out, Park Canyeol glanced at her and was immediately dissatisfied: "Why don't you give me the apron you're wearing?"

Lu Mengmeng spread her hands: "Your pink one has the temperament of a housewife. Mine is a peripheral product. It looks like a soy sauce when you put it on."

Park Canyeol: "..." What the hell is a housewife?

Wu Shixun was assigned the task of tidying up the living room.Of course, tidying up is just a nice way of saying it.In fact, Wu Shixun only needs to put all the snacks he bought on the coffee table.

Just as Lu Mengmeng cooked a big pot of pearls, the doorbell rang.The little milk bag who had been doing nothing for a long time cheered and jumped up from the sofa to open the door.

Jin Zhongren stood at the door with two big bags of fried chicken, and rolled his eyes angrily when he saw Wu Shixun: "Didn't you say the location is Mengmeng's house? Why are you here to open the door?"

Wu Shixun said that in terms of eye-rolling skill, who can surpass him?Immediately, he rolled his eyes and counterattacked: "Today is my birthday, why can't I come to open the door? Brother Mengmeng and Brother Canlie are both in the kitchen."

Jin Zhongren's eyes lit up, and his sleepy eyes opened instantly: "Did Mengmeng cook today's dinner?"

Although he has an incomprehensible obsession with fried chicken, Jin Zhongren has to admit that the Chinese food made by Lu Mengmeng is also very good, after all, it is a rare food that is difficult to eat normally.

"You're overthinking." Wu Shixun stepped aside to give Jin Zhongren room to enter, "Tonight's chef is brother Canlie. And Mengmeng said, just prepare fried rice cakes."

Jin Zhongren let out an "oh" in disappointment, giving up hope for Park Canyeol's cooking skills.

Wu Shixun helped him take out the fried chicken from the bag and put it on the tea table. Lu Mengmeng, who had heard the movement early in the morning, came out with two cups of pearl milk tea.

"You two drink first, and you will be responsible for opening the door for the guests later." Lu Mengmeng handed the milk tea to the two of them, and then told Shixun, "If someone comes, you can come to the kitchen to pour the milk tea."

Wu Shixun nodded.

Lu Mengmeng took two steps back, remembered something, and asked them, "Can any of you wash some fruit?"

Wu Shixun and Jin Zhongren stood up almost at the same time: "Me!"

The two looked at each other, and Wu Shixun said first: "Zhongren, let me go. You are a guest, just sit down."

Today is his birthday, Lu Mengmeng and Park Canlie are busy with it, but I can only sit in the living room with nothing to do, this kind of feeling is not good.

In terms of cooking, Wu Shixun really knows nothing.He once cooked on a whim during Lu Mengmeng's birthday last year, and the result was a work that was full of color and fragrance, but the taste was so bad that it was incomprehensible.Wu Shixun will never forget Lu Mengmeng's expression after tasting her own work.

At that time, Lu Mengmeng picked up a chopstick ramen with a big smile on her face, and her complexion darkened the moment she entered the ramen.From the other person's expression, he probably understood that the taste of the food he made was very bad, but he still asked without giving up: "It's not too bad, is it?"

Who would have thought that a sinister smile would appear on Lu Mengmeng's face after this question was uttered.She picked up the fork next to her and turned it vigorously on the plate twice, forked a large lump of noodles and held it in front of him: "You eat."

After Wu Shixun took a bite, the result was...he never entered the kitchen again after that.

Lu Mengmeng probably also had a deep shadow on this matter, so she resolutely rejected Wu Shixun's request to help in the kitchen when assigning work before.For a person with such poor cooking skills, even if he is just a helper, it is very scary.

From the moment Lu Mengmeng and Park Canyeol entered the kitchen until now, the only thing Wu Shixun can do is to keep sorting the snacks on the coffee table.Now that a task suddenly appeared, he was naturally extremely active and wanted to grab it.

Jin Zhongren scratched his head: "Let me go, how can I let the birthday star do things."

Wu Shixun's expression was firm and tragic: "No, I'll go."

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Lu Mengmeng burst out laughing: "Why don't you two come together, anyway, my kitchen is big enough."

Lu Mengmeng's kitchen is really big.She bought a house that could have been used by a family by herself, and set up a master bedroom, a study room, and a guest bedroom at home. The bathroom is in the bedroom, the living room is not too big, and the rest of the space is the kitchen.

Just like a person who loves books likes a big study, for a person who likes to cook food by himself, having a big kitchen is a very happy thing.

Lu Mengmeng kept the kitchen very clean. The cabinets were uniform milky white, the countertops were black, and the tiles were a little more translucent white.The kitchen has a big window, and the wall near the window is painted a fresh light green. You can imagine the bright scene in the kitchen during the day.It was getting dark at this time, and the light was turned on in the kitchen, giving off a comfortable feeling.

And Park Canyeol, who was wearing a pink apron and standing in front of the gas stove, had an unexpected sense of harmony with the kitchen.

Park Canyeol was pouring sauce on the sautéed spicy cabbage in the pot, when he saw them coming in, he turned around and greeted them in a good mood.

Wu Shixun sniffed his nose, was attracted by the scent and smiled, and looked at Canlie flatteringly: "Brother Canlie, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."

Park Canyeol touched his forehead and smiled happily.

Jin Zhongren came to Lu Mengmeng's house for the first time, and was very curious about this unusually large kitchen.He looked around and asked in surprise, "Mengmeng, why do you have two sets of cabinets at home?"

And... why is the height of the kitchen set on the left so low?

Wu Shixun was distracted from the fried rice cakes, squinted at him, and said in disgust: "Isn't this hard to guess? Mengmeng used to be short, so it is more convenient to use lower height kitchen utensils. The taller one here is because she grew up for herself at the time. It was prepared after high school. No, it will be used now.”

Jin Zhongren nodded, with a bit of admiration on his expression: "Mengmeng has been able to cook by herself since she was so short."

Lu Mengmeng smiled, and took out the bought fruit from the shopping bag and put it in the sink on the left: "I put it here, after you wash it, take the fruit plate and take it out."

Wu Shixun nodded and rolled up his sleeves to wash the apples.Seeing this, Jin Zhongren also walked over and started washing strawberries.

Lu Mengmeng pursed her lips and smiled, took out a large bowl, and poured flour, eggs and salt into it.Longevity noodles and so on, you have to make it yourself to make a whole stick.

Not long after six o'clock, all of Wu Shixun's relatives arrived, and Park Chanyeol's rice cake was just finished, so he put it on a plate and took it out.Lu Mengmeng's dough has already formed, she took out a piece of plastic wrap to cover the dough, ready to bake for half an hour before continuing.

When Lu Mengmeng walked out of the kitchen, Wu Shixun's relatives had already shed their unfamiliarity with each other and started to quarrel.

Lu Mengmeng is used to laying a big and thick suede carpet on the ground when it is cold, and the carpet has not been put away yet.These guests were not polite. Seeing that there were not enough sofas to sit on, they all sat on the carpet and formed a circle very consciously.

Several of them were Lu Mengmeng's junior high school classmates. When they saw Lu Mengmeng coming out, they all waved to her and motioned her to sit over there.

Lu Mengmeng walked over to sit down with a smile, and naturally joined their conversation.

After everyone introduced themselves, one of Wu Shixun's elementary school classmates suggested to play the "King Game", and everyone readily agreed.

The rules of the "King Game" are very simple. Prepare paper slips with the same number as the number of people present, and write numbers on the slips. A certain slip of paper is not a number but a "King". The number and the number of people to do something" similar orders, the person who draws the corresponding number has to follow the order of the "king", and those who are unwilling to carry out the order can only be punished.

Lu Mengmeng was lucky in the first round. When she got a note for "Wang", she put the note on the ground, tapped her index finger on her knee joint, thought for a moment and said, "No. 3 sings, No. 6 sings." Dance with him."

Everyone was waiting intently for her to announce the order, but they were a little disappointed when they found out that it was such a trivial request.The people who got No. 3 and No. 6 breathed a sigh of relief secretly, stood up and discussed the songs to choose.

Lu Mengmeng smiled calmly.This group is all young children, and she can't make any restricted orders.

It's just that others may not think the same as her.

Lu Mengmeng survived several rounds safely.In the next round, the boy who drew the "King" smiled treacherously: "Number 8 is walking around this living room with No. 4 on his back."

Lu Mengmeng looked at the note with "8" in her hand with black lines all over her head, and stood up resignedly, shaking the note: "Who is number 4? Don't make it too heavy. I can't carry it if it's too heavy." move."

On the opposite side, in the small camp formed by relatives and relatives whom Wu Shixun met as a trainee, a person stood up awkwardly: "I think it's better to forget it, the difference in body size is too big."

Lu Mengmeng took a closer look, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled down, forming a bitter face. The one who got No. 8 was Jin Junmian. An existence that is hard to bear.

She blinked and looked at "Wang": "Can I change my request? This is really difficult."

"Wang" was still grinning: "Okay, then you two can kiss one another."