What surprised Zhao Yanran was that she did not graduate from the chefs school either. He and Zhang Zitao had been in the same class before, so how could she not know what speciality Zhang Zitao had learnt?

Just based on what Zhang Zitao had said after graduation these few years, it had always been about security. How could he have the time to learn culinary arts?

Moreover, Zhang Zitao's family background was not one of those that opened a large hotel.

His parents were not cooks.

But how could he have so many dishes?

Zhao Yanran's heart was filled with countless suspicions.

But looking at Zhang Zitao's reaction, it didn't seem like the existence of a lie.

But what kind of confidence did Zhang Zitao have to make him say such words?

Could it be that Zhang Zitao really knew how to do it?

If it was only Cantonese and Sichuan cuisine, Zhao Yanran would believe it.

But if it was French food, it wouldn't be so simple!

If he wanted to make authentic French food, he would have to go to France to learn, or he would have to learn from a master chef in France.

But Zhang Zitao did not have both, so how was he going to make French food?

"Zi Tao, I'll ask you again. Are you serious?" Are you sure you aren't lying to me? If you don't have time to change your words, or if you can't make anything I want to eat, then just wait for my punishment. "

Zhao Yanran still gave Zhang Zitao a way out.

She was also half-joking.

But she didn't expect that Zhang Zitao would actually nod his head solemnly: "I'm not lying to you, I'm really serious!"

"Alright, I want to eat French food! Sichuan food and Cantonese food, if you think you're good at it, you can have two too. "

Zhao Yanran was startled when she heard Zhang Zitao's words, and then she quickly replied.

She wanted to see if Zhang Zitao was lying.

After all, this could be proven.

As long as Zhang Zitao cooked the dishes later, it would prove that Zhang Zitao was not lying.

"No problem." "Yanran, since you have so many ingredients in your bag, why don't I bring you two more Thai dishes?"

Zhang Zitao suggested.

"You can eat Thai food too?"

Zhao Yanran asked in shock.

"Hehe, you're the only one who can't think of it."

For the first time, Zhang Zitao faked it in front of him.

After all, he was interested in Zhao Yanran, and it was only natural for him to want to show off in front of Zhao Yanran.

"Then leave it to you."

After Zhao Yanran recovered from her shock, she looked at Zhang Zitao curiously.

The Zhang Zitao in her impression would not lie to her.

Furthermore, the current Zhang Zitao was speaking so earnestly, and had no intention of lying to her.

This made her even more puzzled.

From her impression, it was impossible for Zhang Zitao to produce so many dishes from another country.

If Zhang Zitao could cook some ordinary dishes, she would believe it.

After all, Zhang Zitao had been cooking by himself for quite a while.

With Zhang Zitao's previous salary, even if he went out to eat, a month's salary would not even be enough to eat, much less pay rent.

However, Zhang Zitao knew how to eat foreign dishes, and it was not only limited to the taste of a country!

Even the head chef of a hotel might not be able to do this, right?

All the chefs in the restaurant specialize in cooking.

Very few people would spend their time learning the dishes of other countries.

Furthermore, if the ingredients she brought with her were to be used as dishes from other countries, the difficulty would definitely not be low.

This was because these ingredients were all brought out from the hotel by her.

At first, when she said that she wanted to go into the kitchen to help, she thought that Zhang Zitao would definitely not use these ingredients to cook, and decided to come in and help her.

At first, she had planned to do it herself.

Zhang Zitao was only responsible for a few simple household dishes.

But she never thought that Zhang Zitao would actually give her a guarantee!

"No problem, just let me cook." Just help me prepare these ingredients. "

Zhang Zitao said directly.

"But, is your pot suitable for making French food?"

Zhao Yanran asked worriedly.

"It's fine!"

Zhang Zitao smiled faintly.

Wearing slippers and an apron, Zhao Yanran stood in front of the sink and prepared the ingredients.

She slightly bent her body. If he stood next to her, he would be able to see a large area of snow-white on her chest in an instant.

Her ample buttocks, under her tightly wrapped western skirt, showed her perfect lines.

Zhang Zitao turned his head to look, and immediately saw this scene, and quickly shifted his gaze back.

But that glance, was actually in Zhang Zitao's mind, and could not be ignored.

Even within Zhang Zitao's mind, the thought of taking a look at Zhao Yanran emerged.

He actually instinctively wanted to see Zhao Yanran's body through her perspective.

And the moment such an evil idea came out, even Zhang Zitao himself was given a fright.

He hurriedly pinched himself to stabilize his mental state and to stop thinking about those useless things.

If he had seen Zhao Yanran right now, Zhao Yanran would definitely not have known, and Zhang Zitao would also be able to feast her eyes on.

But back then, he was satisfied, how could he face Zhao Yanran in the future?

Furthermore, once there was a first time, there would be a second time.

What if Zhang Zitao could not control him after seeing too much?

After all, men were animals that were hot-blooded. Although Zhang Zitao had a strong self-control, it was hard for him to keep his heart from twisting after seeing too much of it.

He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do anything to Zhao Yanran after looking at him too much and borrowing her superpower.

If things went that way, it would be big trouble.

Therefore, Zhang Zitao decided to restrain these evil thoughts at their source.

However, what he did not know was that this thought of his would bring him a huge trouble in the future!

"Yanran, have you finished preparing your ingredients?"

Zhang Zitao asked Zhao Yanran.

"Alright."

Zhao Yanran took off the apron on her body, and looked at Zhang Zitao's busy back.

A satisfied smile rose from the corner of her mouth as she thought to herself: Zhang Zitao's way of cooking is actually quite handsome.

However, she did not voice this thought out loud.

He buried it deep in his heart.

"Then leave the materials here, leave the rest to me. After I finish all this, there's still some time left. You should take a bath first. "Oh, by the way, can you help me get the tablet from the bed later?"

As Zhang Zitao was preparing his usual dishes, he turned around to look at Zhao Yanran and said.

"What are you cooking for?"

Zhao Yanran asked in confusion.

"Of course it's useful! "Alright, hurry up and go!"