Qiao Yueyue had already chopped the green onions, and the water had already boiled.

Without any hesitation, she put all the prawns into the pot and then closed the lid.

The movements are neat.

Then pour in the rice wine and turn down the heat.

Bring to a simmer over low heat.

Taking advantage of this time, Qiao Yueyue took the starch and miso, put them in a bowl together, added some water, and stirred quickly with chopsticks.

At this moment, Qiao Yueyue had a serious look on her face, no longer showing her previous playful smile.

At this moment, she just wanted to concentrate on cooking the meal.

After Qiao Yueyue mixed the starch and miso, she estimated the time and opened the lid of the pot again.

Suddenly a burst of heat came up.

The weather on the island is still unbearably hot, and beads of sweat as big as beans are oozing out on Qiao Yueyue's forehead.

She didn't even have time to wipe it. She put the prepared starch and miso into the pot at a precise moment.

Cover the pot.

It was not until this moment that Qiao Yueyue had time to wipe the sweat off her face.

Gu Qingcheng had already handed her a handkerchief.

"Sister-in-law, please wipe it off quickly. Your forehead is all sweaty."

"Well, it's okay. I have found the joy of cooking now. Although it is a little bitter when cooking, I feel really good after tasting the delicious food!"

“And when I see my husband and children enjoying their meals, I feel like everything I have done has paid off.”

Liu Hua: "My sister-in-law and I have exactly the same idea. That's what I think."

Song Xiangqiao: "What a coincidence! It's just that I'm not as talented or hardworking as my sister-in-law, so I can't make this taste for now."

Gu Qingcheng comforted them, "Take your time. It's only been less than a month since you all started the cooking class, and you've all made some progress. This is already great!"

Qiao Yueyue: "Yes, there is still a lot of time. The food I cooked before was so bad, but now I can cook it like this. There is no reason why you can't do it."

Several military wives sat together and chatted for a long time. Qiao Yueyue felt that it was almost time to simmer the soup, so she opened the lid of the pot and put all the tofu and chopped green onions in.

Sprinkle the seasoning into it.

Finally, simmer for another three to five minutes until the seasonings are completely dissolved into the soup, and the dish is truly done.

“Done!”

Qiao Yueyue took a large soup bowl, poured the soup into the bowl, and said modestly.

"This is the first time I've made this kind of soup. Please forgive me if it's not delicious!"

"Sister-in-law, you are really joking. I think it's delicious just by looking at it."

"The appearance of this thing makes people want to eat it!"

"Try it now!"

Everyone lined up, waiting to drink soup one by one.

Naturally, the final result did not disappoint Gu Qingcheng.

The soup made by Qiao Yueyue is unique in terms of both nutrition and taste.

Even if she did it, Gu Qingcheng was not sure that she could do much better than Qiao Yueyue.

The disciple is better than the master.

When the other military wives saw that Qiao Yueyue had made such progress, they all tried their best to learn from her.

They are all in the same class, so they can’t fall too far behind Qiao Yueyue!

Gu Qingcheng felt even happier when she saw this spirit of striving to get ahead.

Although she still had five classes to go, she seemed to have found a way to be lazy.

From now on, let the military wives attend classes on their own!

It is called learning through practice, but in fact it makes it easier for you to be lazy.

Gu Qingcheng thought happily.

…

The days passed slowly.

Gu Qingcheng took advantage of these few days to specially take out the songs he wrote in the 21st century.

I practiced more when I had nothing to do these days.

Zhang Ma's job is also very leisurely, she is busy making dried ginseng.

However, Lu Xinian has been a little different these days. The little tyrant seems to think that there is no point in painting and has been reading a biology book from morning to night.

Lu Shiyan asked this one day.

"Niannian, why don't I seem to see you painting during this period of time?"

When Lu Xinian heard this, he paused.

“I have drawn too many pictures, and I can’t find anyone to comment on them, so I don’t want to draw any more for the time being.”

Lu Shiyan was stunned.

"Can't find anyone to comment? That shouldn't be the case."

He frowned and said, "Didn't Dad find an old man for you in the army? Didn't he give you any comments?"

Lu Xinian pursed his lips and imitated the other person's voice.

"Dad, that's what he said."

"Child, you are now invincible. I can no longer teach you anything. You should seek help from another master."

Lu Shiyan: ...

We have only been looking for this master for less than half a year, why do we have to change him again?

At this rate, in a few years, will there be someone in this world who can teach Lu Xi Nian?

Lu Shiyan was very confused about this.