"Let me help you!" Cheng Xiandong said when Meimei was about to go to the kitchen.
Meimei originally wanted to refuse.
But at home, I have seen this scene countless times.
And every time, it was her father who told her mother.
For some unknown reason, Meimei not only did not refuse, but agreed instead.
"good!"
She took lamb and carrots, potatoes and pork belly from the refrigerator.
I took a few eggs and a big cabbage.
Including the Filipino maid, there are four people in total, so four dishes should be enough.
She can make soup from the mutton, so there is no need to prepare any other soup.
"What are you going to cook?"
In the kitchen, Cheng Xiandong asked Meimei.
Meimei told them what dish she wanted to cook.
"Then I will be responsible for washing and cutting the vegetables, and you will be responsible for cooking?" Cheng Xiandong looked at Meimei.
"good!"
While Cheng Xiandong was doing these things, Meimei washed the rice and steamed it in the rice cooker.
While she was cooking, Cheng Xiandong had also washed the first dish.
Lamb and carrots.
Although Zhao Manman doesn't cook and doesn't eat much, her house is fully equipped with everything.
Meimei found the casserole for stewing soup without any effort.
Just at this time, Cheng Xiandong was cutting carrots and mutton.
I originally thought that he was just like Zhao Manman, out of touch with worldly affairs, but it turned out that he cut the vegetables into uniform sizes and actually looked a bit like a chef.
"You can cook?" Meimei was obviously a little surprised.
"I was filming a movie about the God of Cookery before, and I learned cooking skills for three months."
"So, you have to learn whatever role you play?" Meimei began to feel curious about Cheng Xiandong.
She didn't know that Manman was the same.
For the sake of a play, he would also experience some of the things that the characters in the movie experienced.
Only in this way can we empathize with others.
"It depends on the situation! If I play a murderer, I can't kill anyone." Cheng Xiandong said with a smile.
Meimei also thinks this is the case.
"But in my next play, I will play a famous opera singer. I may have to go to Jiangbei to find a teacher." Cheng Xiandong said.
"Peking Opera?"
"kindness!"
"My younger brother has studied Peking Opera for many years. He started learning at the Liyuan Opera House when he was very young. If you need any advice, you can ask him or ask him to recommend a teacher for you."
"Is it okay?" Cheng Xiandong was a little excited.
Originally, it would take some time to find a teacher.
If you have an acquaintance to recommend you, you may be able to save this time.
More time would be great for him.
"It should be possible! But I still need to see what my brother thinks."
Meimei couldn't give a definite answer.
After all, she wasn't full.
"Thank you, Meimei!"
When calling "Meimei", the corners of Cheng Xiandong's mouth were raised.
"Don't be so polite. Just say thank you and take me to get my hair dryer fixed!" Meimei said.
Although it was just a by-product, Cheng Xiandong was still very happy.
Because of this smile, there was a ray of starlight in the depths of his pupils.
Meimei has seen many people laugh, but no one laughs like Cheng Xiandong.
It's very charming, easy to make people blush, and their heart beat faster.
She quickly lowered her head and continued cleaning the stew pot.
After Cheng Xiandong finished cutting the vegetables, she started cooking.
Mutton is warming and nourishing, and can dispel cold. It is most delicious when stewed into soup.
Meimei fried the mutton in a hot pan, boiled it for a while, and then stewed it in a stew pot. This way the mutton cooks quickly without having to wait for several hours.
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