Chapter 301 How to Improve Your Cooking Skills
Shen Yanming really wanted to say, "Didn't you just go there this morning!"
But seeing the other person's confused look, he pointed, "There!"
Zeng Yiming nodded, lifted the quilt, and walked towards the bathroom in his slippers.
After he washed his hands with water, his mind finally cleared up.
Then he washed his face with warm water and walked out without wiping it with a towel.
After sitting back on the sofa, he took out two pieces of tissue paper from the coffee table and wiped the water drops from his chin.
"There are new towels in the bathroom, why didn't you use them?" Shen Yanming asked.
"I'll only stay for a few hours, and I'll have to waste a towel on you. It's not worth it!" Zeng Yiming said with a smile.
Shen Yanming shook his head, "It's not a waste. If you have used it, you can take it away when you leave."
"So, I lost money?" Zeng Yiming laughed. "That won't do. I have to make it up!"
"How do you want to make amends?"
"Of course it's to eat delicious food and make your family go bankrupt!" Zeng Yiming said as a matter of course, then stood up and sat next to the dining table.
Shen Yanming went into the kitchen and brought out the remaining dishes and placed them on the table, then served three bowls of rice.
He handed the largest bowl to Zeng Yiming and said, "You eat first, I'll go call Qiao An!"
"What's wrong with her?"
"It's okay, she just fell asleep. I'll go ask her if she wants to eat!" Shen Yanming said with a smile.
Although the host didn't mind him eating first, Zeng Yiming still put down his cutlery and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you two."
Shen Yanming nodded and walked into the bedroom with light steps.
Then he sat on the bed and gently pushed Bi Qiaoan, "Wake up dear, it's time for lunch!"
Bi Qiaoan opened his eyes dazedly and asked, "What time is it? Is the meal ready?"
"Well, it's already half past twelve, why don't you get up and eat? If you sleep any longer, you'll probably suffer from insomnia at night!" Shen Yanming said.
Bi Qiaoan nodded, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. He waited for two or three minutes before getting out of bed and going into the bathroom to wash his face.
Then, when I came out of the bedroom, I found Zeng Yiming's eyes shining as he looked at the braised pork, but he was holding the corner of the table tightly with both hands to restrain himself.
Seeing Bi Qiaoan sitting down, Zeng Yiming greeted her warmly like a host: "You're awake, come and eat, eat while it's hot!"
He stuffed the bowl with the least amount of rice into Bi Qiaoan's left hand, then took a spoon and stuffed it into Bi Qiaoan's right hand, and said to her with a smile: "Eat quickly!"
Bi Qiaoan was a little embarrassed, "Well, you are the guest, you eat first!"
"Then I won't be polite!" After saying that, Zeng Yiming picked up a large piece of braised pork with chopsticks.
"Wow! It really melts in your mouth and leaves a lingering fragrance!"
Zeng Yiming showed a satisfied look on his face. He asked, "Yanming, when did your cooking skills become so good? I ate this meal today. What should I do when I get home? I can't eat or drink every day."
"You can improve your cooking skills if you practice more!" Shen Yanming just said this. In fact, he saw that Zeng Yiming was too tired, so he added a few drops of spiritual spring water to the food when he was cooking. It not only replenished his physical strength, but also made the food taste better.
"I can't do it. I'm a natural kitchen killer." Zeng Yiming shook his head and told the two of them all the embarrassing stories about cooking that he had experienced since he was a child.
Bi Qiaoan couldn't help laughing after hearing this and said, "The first time I cooked, I cooked a pot of porridge. Really, it was a big pot full!
I was still young at that time and had no idea about the ratio of water and flour. Sometimes I added water when I thought it was too thick, and sometimes I added flour when I thought it was too thin.
In the end, the pot was full.
I asked my parents for credit, but my mother was afraid that I didn't cook it cleanly, so she refused to drink a single sip.
In the end, I drank for two days and two nights to finish it.”
Bi Qiaoan's voice lowered as he spoke, "Because of this incident, when my mother asked me to learn how to cook, I would always use the excuse of 'You don't like my cooking because it's not clean, so why should I learn how to cook?' It was not until I was beaten by society that I slowly learned to be independent."
Shen Yanming knew that she was remembering her past life, so he held her right hand tightly and told her that he was there.
Zeng Yiming didn't notice these. He laughed for a while and asked, "Old Shen, what about you? How did you master your cooking skills to this level?"
“As for me, I had never done any cooking before. Later, after I confirmed my relationship with Qiao An, I slowly learned how to cook.
At that time, the world had not yet ended, so the food was still sufficient and could withstand my efforts. Except for the ones that were really inedible and I had to throw them away, the ones that tasted bad all went into our stomachs.
The food we cooked at that time was really terrible. I almost vomited after eating it, but she ate it without changing her expression and told us not to waste it.
At that time, I was thinking, I can’t let my wife eat this kind of food in the future. Even if she is willing, I don’t want it!
So, I cooked whenever I had the chance, and over time, I developed my cooking skills.”
After Shen Yanming finished speaking, he added in his mind: “Of course, my cooking skills can only be considered good, definitely not as good as today, but the truth cannot be told!”
Bi Qiaoan felt better as she listened to Shen Yanming's confession.
She quickly picked up a piece of braised pork and fed it to Shen Yanming, saying, "Thank you for cooking for me every day, my husband!"
Shen Yanming ate it happily, and after swallowing it, he said, "Don't worry, wife, I enjoy it!"
Zeng Yiming was so jealous watching from the side that he couldn't help but interrupt, "I say you two should stop now, my old teeth are going to fall out with jealousy!"
"Okay, okay!" Shen Yanming nodded, and then said to Bi Qiaoan, "Let's be normal and don't upset this single dog."
Bi Qiaoan nodded and smiled secretly.
Now Zeng Yiming had no excuse to find fault and could only lower his head and eat.
The group finished their lunch in this relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
Shen Yanming asked Zeng Yiming to take a lunch break while he and Bi Qiaoan cleaned up the dishes.
After washing the dishes, Shen Yanming found Zeng Yiming sitting on the sofa motionless and asked, "Why didn't you go to sleep for a while?"
"I've been sleeping for the whole morning, how can I sleep any more?"
"You haven't slept for a whole day and night, so you can make up for it in just three or four hours?"
"If you hadn't told me, I would have been surprised. I thought I would have to sleep for another afternoon to recover, but who knew I would be so energetic after dinner!"
Shen Yanming was speechless now. He didn't expect that the spiritual spring water would be so powerful!
"By the way, I plan to sit for a while and then go home." Zeng Yiming said.
"Didn't we agree to leave at night?"
Zeng Yiming chuckled, "I was worried that you might be exhausted on the way, so I wanted to rest for a while at your house. You see, my mind is so clear now, it's better to go back early and feel at ease.
Who knows, I might even be able to get home before midnight and have a good sleep!"
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