Chapter 520 Cooking
Yun Lanyue was amazed as she watched. If she hadn't known that this was Mo Chenyan's first time cooking, she would have mistakenly thought he had been cooking for a long time.
"Mo Chenyan, can you cook?"
"Won't."
That's right, he never came near the kitchen.
There are servants at home all year round, so it is not his turn to cook.
Yun Lanyue curled her lips. "Didn't you ask me to cook for you as a birthday gift? Gifts should be made by hand to give you a sense of accomplishment. How about I teach you how to cook?"
Mo Chenyan understood her plan as soon as she said the first sentence.
Seeing the sly smile on her face, he reluctantly agreed.
"It will be all right."
Cooking is Yun Lanyue’s forte, and she began to teach the first dish with full confidence.
"Fry the beef first. Come on, add a little oil."
Mo Chenyan picked up the oil bottle and poured oil into the pot, but he didn't pay attention and poured a little too much.
"A lot, a lot, a little, a little."
Yun Lanyue threw him a spoon and said, "Scoop out the excess oil and put it in a bowl on the side so you can use it later."
Mo Chenyan acted obediently, and by the time most of the oil was scooped out, the remaining oil in the pot had already heated up.
He poured the reserved beef into the pot.
With a "bang", the pot instantly caught fire.
The orange-red flames rose particularly high, and a puff of white smoke dissipated.
Mo Chenyan quickly turned off the fire, and Yun Lanyue directly covered the pot with the lid.
The range hood was working, sucking out the excess smoke.
She looked up and was thankful that the smoke alarm hadn't been triggered, otherwise the room would have been flooded.
Mo Chenyan stood there blankly, still holding the spatula in his right hand.
"how so?"
He followed the steps and never said that the pot would catch fire.
Yun Lanyue lifted the lid of the pot. Without contact with oxygen, the flame in the pot burned for a while and then stopped.
"It's a small matter. If you encounter such a situation, just turn off the fire and cover the pot immediately. Don't water it."
Fortunately, Mo Chenyan, a kitchen novice, did not pour water from the side on it.
"Hot oil explodes when it meets water. Adding water will only make the fire burn more fiercely. The beef must have been wet, and the moment it was thrown in, the flames burned in."
She explained the principle, saying that it was indeed common for pots to catch fire.
There's a cooking method called stir-frying, where the chef specifically makes flames burn in the wok.
"It's okay, don't be scared. When putting things in hot oil, always be careful of any oil splashing out. If it's burned, it will cause a bump. Did you get burned just now?"
Mo Chenyan shook his head, "No."
For the first time, he realized that there is so much knowledge in cooking.
If you want to prepare a table full of delicious food, you need the right skills.
He would not be defeated by this little setback and insisted on continuing his studies.
When he learns to cook, he can occasionally cook for Nian Nian.
This little bit of suffering is nothing.
Yun Lanyue looked at him differently. Mo Chenyan, the young master who grew up spoiled in the Mo family, never thought that one day he would enter the kitchen.
She also didn't expect that he would take her casual joke seriously.
After the efforts of the two, three dishes and a soup were served on the table.
For the first time, Yun Lanyue felt that teaching people to cook was also tiring.
Mo Chenyan was in high spirits and studied very hard.
"Niannian, I have memorized how to make these dishes. Next time I can make them by myself."
"Don't do it next time, let's taste it first."
Yun Lanyue took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and sat down at the table.
She opened a bottle of red wine and poured it for both of them.
"Here, belated birthday wishes, happy birthday."
Mo Chenyan raised his glass and clinked it with hers. "I received your blessing that day, Nian Nian. I'm glad you're by my side."
The dishes on the table exuded fragrance, and the man's voice was low and gentle.
With the addition of red wine and candlelight, the atmosphere is simply amazing.
Yun Lanyue likes this kind of atmosphere, but she is not used to the other party saying sweet words.
She lowered her eyelids and took a sip of red wine.
I reached out my chopsticks and tasted the salt and pepper shrimp.
I clearly made it according to the steps she told me, so why does it taste so weird?
It's not bad, but it's not delicious either.
It's a world away from the delicious food she makes.
She tasted every dish and found them all to be average.
The dishes smelled particularly good, which raised my expectations and I thought they would be delicious.
A bit disappointed at the end of the meal.
Mo Chenyan was quite satisfied, but the taste was not as good as the food carefully prepared in the hotel.
But it was his first time cooking, and the food he made tasted very good, much better than Ruan Sirou's.
Noticing that Yun Lanyue didn't pick up her chopsticks very often, he assured her, "Don't worry, Niannian, I will work hard to practice my cooking skills."
Yun Lanyue didn't take it to heart, "Yeah."
No matter how much Mo Chenyan is a rich young master, he has no time to practice cooking.
Just hire a nanny, why waste that time?
Mo Chenyan smiled. It is said that to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach.
He has such a strong learning ability, are you afraid that he won’t be able to cook a few dishes?
The two of them had a few drinks and after dinner, they sat on the sofa and discussed grandma's condition.
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