Chapter 346

When he arrived at Yuju, Gu jiuci immediately went into the kitchen with the food that had been ordered for a long time, and specifically told him that he didn't need the help of Zhan Ying and the great devil.

Today, aunt Ming happened to go to the old house. All the other servants were called out of the house by Huo Mingche. The kitchen really became the home of Gu jiuci.

"I'm a hardworking little bee, little bee..."

Gu jiuci hummed a little song while wearing an apron in a good mood.

The atmosphere in the kitchen is like a sunny spring, while the atmosphere on the dining table in the living room nearby is as gloomy as a thunderstorm.

Zhan Ying sat on the chair uneasily, stretched her neck to look at the kitchen, and continued to struggle with the master.

"Master, if I don't go back, I won't disturb the two of you."

He thought that the master would let him go quickly, but the man was not moved this time.

"Be honest."

Huo Mingche spits out four words coolly. He looks at the kitchen casually. The girl's eyes are full of vivid light. He wants to keep the fresh look forever.

"Alas..."

Zhan Ying is like an angry ball, lying on the table miserably, and begins to secretly send messages to his personal doctor.

Zhan Ying: Mike, I may have an acute stomach disease in a moment... You are ready. Zhan Ying: ah no, I may get food poisoning directly in a moment. In short, you should be ready. "

at this time, the hot sound of the oil pan rises in the kitchen, and even Huo Mingche gets up involuntarily, looks anxiously towards the kitchen, and Zhan Ying meditates on amitabha in his heart, looking for the fire extinguisher at the same time.

However, the kitchen explosion, which is no less than the world's nth war in imagination, did not appear. Instead, there was a smell of fried chicken wings in the air. Gu jiuci somehow slipped the chicken wings into the pot and avoided the oil star. Genius is to be able to quickly master the tricks when doing anything.

Huo Mingche stopped when he was halfway there. Zhan Ying took a blank sniff on his face. It smells good. Can Gu jiuci really cook?

Not only can I cook, but also very fast.

However, in half an hour, Gu jiuci was ready with three dishes and one soup.

"All right! Chicken wings with coke, lettuce with oyster sauce, cucumber and tomato egg soup! What about? Isn't it good? "

Gu jiuci brought four dishes to the table, full of pride. Although it's just four simple home dishes, it's a flying progress from frying the kitchen to making it smooth and profitable for two men.

Gu jiuci handed the chopsticks to the two people.

"Try it!"

Zhan Ying is holding chopsticks, his hands are slightly shaking. Although he looks good, he often can't master the seasoning for beginners...

Gu jiuci thinks Zhan Ying's expression is particularly interesting and deliberately pretends to be confused.

"Ah, by the way, when I just sprinkled MSG, it seems that I took the wrong seasoning pot..."

Zhan Ying just plucked up the courage to clip a chopstick of chicken wings, and when he heard Gu jiuci's words, his hands shook instantly.

Huo Mingche looks over the girl's crafty face, and her eyes are deep. She even opens her lips with special cooperation: "maybe you put more salt."

"Ah?"

At the master's words, Zhan Ying's hands trembled completely. The wings of the chicken clicked, fell down and fell into the bowl.