Chapter 225: The knowledge of cooking dumplings
Chapter 225 The Knowledge of Cooking Dumplings
The boy's voice fell, and the living room was silent for a moment.
Ye Chuyang was about to laugh when he heard the man's extremely indifferent voice, "Ye Chuyang, do you take me for a fool?"
“…”
The young man's smile froze and he was slightly ashamed. It seemed that his uncle had not stopped eating fireworks to the point of making a staff.
So, she asked again, "Uncle, do you know the difference between sunflower oil and corn oil?"
The voice of fell, and there was another dead silence.
However, although no one spoke, Ye Chuyang could easily feel that a certain man's eyes were getting worse and worse when he looked at him.
Ye Chuyang thought about it and thought that it might be Ye Xiubai who was hurt by what he said just now.
So she thought of a remedy.
However, the words still didn't come out, and the man's unbearable voice came over again, "One made from sunflower seeds, one made from corn, Ye Chuyang, do you think I'm a staff?!"
"...No, no." Ye Chuyang waved his hand quickly, "Don't you think you are really unsuitable for the kitchen, uncle? Actually, I'm not very hungry, and I still have candy."
When she went to the supermarket today, she bought a lot of white rabbit sugar, enough to satisfy her hunger.
Ye Chuyang is very casual, but Ye Xiubai is not casual at all.
The man's proposal to her was just two simple words: "No."
Hearing this, Ye Chuyang gave an "oh", and then asked cautiously, "So what will you do, uncle?"
After asking this sentence, Ye Chuyang obviously felt the other party's face suddenly stiffen, and then he remained silent.
The boy thought it was funny, but he didn't show anything.
She hooked her lips slightly, and when the man was about to discover the smile, she immediately lowered the curvature of the corner of her mouth.
It's just a little hamster sneaking and doing bad things.
As everyone knows, this scene is completely seen clearly by the corner of the man's eyes.
Ye Xiubai was silent for a moment, then bent down and put his hand through the boy's creaking nest and leg hole again, and hugged him under Ye Chuyang's slightly widened and confused expression.
Then walked steadily to the kitchen.
"You teach me." After saying these three words, the man moved the boy gently and put down the boy.
Ye Chuyang also leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, one injured leg rested on the other, and the trousers of one leg were rolled up to reveal the fair skin, which looked quite casual.
At this point, Ye Chuyang could see that Ye Xiubai was determined to cook.
She thought for a while, but in the end she was unwilling to attack the other party's self-confidence and self-esteem.
So she said: "There are still dumplings in the refrigerator. I just finished cooking them. You can cook some dumplings and eat them."
Cook dumplings?
Hearing these three words, Ye Xiubai's first reaction was to frown.
The first time he cooks, give him something that is not challenging at all?
I don't know if Ye Chuyang saw what he was thinking, and said slowly, "There is a lot of knowledge in cooking dumplings, for example, when to boil them and when to pick them up."
After saying this, Ye Chuyang couldn't help but sigh.
She felt embarrassed at this level of nonsense.
When to put the dumplings into the water, of course, when the water boils.
When to pick it up, of course, when the dumplings float up.
has no depth.
She rolled her eyes silently, and the expression on her face became serious again.
(end of this chapter)