Yan Zheng couldn't imagine that the pampered young lady who washed her hands a hundred times while cooking could accept him being covered in sweat after working.
He coughed lightly, "I'm going to take a shower, and then I'll fry up the fish and shrimp that Comrade Yu sent for dinner."
"Then teach me how to make egg rolls first!" Shen Shuyi went to get the eggs with great interest, and then took out the flour to make the rolls. She used Peony brand flour, a high-quality white flour.
Yan Zheng came out looking refreshed and saw that the people in the kitchen were already washing their hands.
He chuckled and walked over. "I'll teach you how to make the batter."
"Okay, what do I need to do?" Shen Shuyi stood obediently beside him.
Yan Zheng took out a large ceramic bowl, cracked two eggs into it, then added two spoonfuls of flour and spring water and stirred.
"Shuyi, stir it with chopsticks, and the consistency will be just right."
"If you like the aroma of scallions, you can chop some scallions and put them in, along with some salt and oil."
Shen Shuyi nodded vigorously.
"Then... can we add other dishes?"
"It's possible, but it's hard to be sure of. You can try using eggs and scallions first."
"Okay." Shen Shuyi watched him start the fire, and when the pot was hot, she used a wooden spoon to scoop a spoonful of egg batter into the pot and spread it out with a spatula, making it into a perfect circle.
"Brother Yan, I think I've got it!" This doesn't require much skill.
Yan Zheng taught him several times, using up all the batter, before letting Shen Shuyi come.
Shen Shuyi has a good memory; she remembers every step clearly.
Crack the eggs and stir the batter.
Yan Zheng had seen her wash her hands at least three times in just these few steps.
She wouldn't let anyone get close, pushing him back with her elbow, saying, "Stand back, there's cooking smoke!"
Yan Zheng was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. "Alright, then be careful not to get splashed by the hot oil."
"Don't worry, I've checked everything." Shen Shuyi confidently poured oil into the hot pan. With a "sizzle," the pan emitted hot smoke, and the oil splattered and crackled.
She gasped and took a step back, then quickly poured in a spoonful of batter and spread it out.
Yan Zheng was terrified, and almost wanted to rush forward and carry the person away.
Seeing her calmly spreading the batter, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Shuyi spread the food out more and more hurriedly. Some parts were already cooked, while others hadn't even spread out into a thick layer. They weren't even ovals, let alone round.
She hurriedly flipped it over, but the spatula flipped it over and smashed it to pieces.
Yan Zheng was tall and strong, so even if he stood far away, he could see everything in the pot clearly.
At the same time, he took in the girl's guilty look.
He was a little nervous, wondering if Shuyi would be unhappy because the pancakes weren't made well.
Shen Shuyi thought that he was just not skilled at first and that he would get better after spreading out more sheets, but it didn't get much better in the end.
The only consolation is that... they should all be cooked by now!
"Brother Yan, I'm done. Let me wash my hands first!"
"Okay." Yan Zheng took the egg rolls out first, but no one came out for a while.
He went inside and found that Shen Shuyi was still washing her hands.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm coming." Shen Shuyi dried her hands and went out.
How did I do?
"It smells delicious." Yan Zheng picked up a piece with his chopsticks and ate it in one go.
It was salty, and some parts were not cooked...
He placed the dish that Shen Shuyi had made in front of him. "It tastes very good, Shuyi. Let's take turns eating it. You can eat what I made."
Shen Shuyi sat down, her hands still hanging down. "Do I really have that much talent for cooking?"
Her eyes sparkled with laughter. "Then I want to learn other things next time!"
Yan Zheng quickly finished a plate of half-cooked egg crepes without wasting a single bit, then drank a glass of water. When she said she wanted to learn how to make other things, he almost choked.
"Eat slowly, I'm not going to take it from you."
Yan Zheng said with a smile, "This is the first thing Shuyi has made, so of course I'll support her and eat it all."
Shen Shuyi was a little touched, "But... what I make is definitely not as good as yours."
Yan Zheng suddenly noticed a red patch on the back of her hand, as if it had been burned. Although it hadn't blistered, it was still very noticeable.
"Why didn't you say you were burned? Does it hurt a lot?"
He suddenly stood up, squatted down in front of Shen Shuyi, and grabbed her hand to examine it.
Shen Shuyi said, "I've already rinsed it with cold water, I'm fine."
"Let me put some burn ointment on you." Yan Zheng noticed that small blisters had already formed on the edge of the back of her hand.
Before Shen Shuyi could say anything, the man ran into the house and took out a small ceramic jar.
It contained a brownish-green ointment. He washed his hands, scooped out a little, and gently placed it on the back of Shen Shuyi's hand.
"Don't get it wet."
"That won't do. I need to shower tonight, and I have to hand-wash my clothes..."
Yan Zheng blurted out, "I'll wash your clothes for you."
He's going to wash anyway, so let's scrub together and save water...
Shen Shuyi's ears burned. "How could I possibly accept this..."
“It’s okay, we’re husband and wife,” Yan Zheng said seriously.
"What about taking a bath? You can't possibly help me with that too, can you?" Shen Shuyi teased him.
Yan Zheng's ears burned. "Anyway, you don't need to learn how to cook this dish. I've already tasted your cooking, and I have no regrets."
Shen Shuyi obediently let him hold her hand as he applied the medicine. Looking at his serious expression, she said, "But I can't even cook. I'm lazy and greedy. Would you... would you like me like this?"
Yan Zheng grasped her hand, which wasn't burned, and looked up at her.
Seeing the affection in her eyes, it was as if something swept across my heart, making me feel tingly and my heart race.
"You really can't cook; you can't even make a proper egg pancake."
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