There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Chapter 724

Although little lucky can't understand what Zhen Jiabao is saying now, the little child already has the basic ability to recognize emotions. The joyful breath on Zhen Jiabao infected him and he also giggled. Gently wiped it off, and then Zhen Jiabao gently pinched little lucky's cheek.

"Why is the baby drooling so early? Mom hasn't prepared the delicious food yet. When the baby grows up, can't the mother prepare the baby every day?"

Zhen Jiabao, an optimist, and Lucky, who couldn't even understand the words, only knew that they were foolishly talking to the laughing children with gusto. He Lianquan originally wanted to go in and look at Zhen Jiabao, but his footsteps also stopped at the kitchen door .

Since Zhen Jiabao is so happy, why don't I just let her make trouble... right?As long as the kitchen is not blown up, it seems that just taking two stomach medicines is not too tortured.

He Lianquan was ready to die heroically, and Zhen Jiabao finally straightened up after talking enough with little lucky, put the dough that had been reconciled on the chopping board into a container at the side, turned around and walked to another In front of the cooking table.

The cooking table had already been packed with various things by category, and Helian Quan saw the big plate containing the meat at a glance...

The big plate was filled with sliced ​​beef. With Helianquan's eyes, he could clearly tell that it should be the texture of the top snowflake beef.

Who actually prepared such materials?Judging from Zhen Jiabao's posture, he should be making steamed stuffed buns, but the snowflake beef is obviously not suitable for this kind of food.

The high price is already the most inconspicuous reason, what He Lianquan cares most about is the waste of ingredients.

But thinking about it, He Lianquan was relieved. It was already doomed to hand these ingredients into Zhen Jiabao's hands, so why should he care about how these ingredients were wasted.

The original two chefs of Xishan Villa stood aside and carefully watched Zhen Jiabao's every move. When Zhen Jiabao informed them that they were going to cook in person, the two chefs were already ready for battle.

The reason why Zhen Jiabao wants to cook is also very simple. She just heard that during the time when she and He Lianquan were away, the Xishan Villa seemed to have bought another set of kitchen utensils.

There was nothing new in the kitchen utensils, but it was a pity that when Uncle Ji told Zhen Jiabao when he was free, he bought a kind of earthen kiln for baking buns in the far northwest of China as a set.

Zhen Jiabao has also eaten baked buns. Needless to say, the taste of the food made by the chef of Xishan Villa, so when Zhen Jiabao heard that the baked buns made with this traditional tool would be more delicious, he couldn’t sit still .

After walking around the kiln several times, Zhen Jiabao looked at the kiln bought directly from the farmer's house over there in amazement, and eagerly announced to Uncle Ji that the first batch of buns baked by this kiln in the Xishan Villa were absolutely delicious. It should come from her Zhen Jiabao's hand.

Now that Zhen Jiabao has said this, even if Uncle Ji has a broken tooth, he will swallow blood in his stomach, and even if the buns Zhen Jiabao made are revealing, he must bite the bullet and stuff them into the kiln.

It has to be said that almost everyone in the entire Xishan Villa from Helianquan down does not believe that Zhen Jiabao can really cook delicious food... Or maybe their requirements are not so high at all, as long as Zhen Jiabao can make a meal Decent food is already an eye-opener.

What else can I do?The wife chosen by their young master himself, even if he had to bite the bullet, he would continue to pamper her.

Not to mention the serious look of their wives when they are gearing up to cook... Uncle Ji thinks of this, and the smile on his face is a little more real.

It doesn't matter, as long as the wife is happy, even the young master, they are willing to let them eat all the baked buns made by the wife.

Zhen Jiabao was picking and choosing in front of the cooking table. The chef had already prepared all the things when he went upstairs to wake Helian Quan, and put them on the cooking table for Zhen Jiabao to choose.

Seeing that Zhen Jiabao was hesitant about the seasonings and the cut fillings, the God of Cooking standing aside couldn't help but remind him.

"Ma'am, now just mix the chopped vegetables and meat together, and then pour in the seasoning we prepared."

Zhen Jiabao was still hesitating which seasoning to put first, but he suddenly realized it after being reminded like this. He rummaged around and found a huge basin, and poured all the ingredients on the cooking table into it.

Fortunately, the seasonings prepared by God of Cooking had been carefully calculated according to the quantity, so even if Zhen Jiabao raised his hand and poured the whole dish of seasonings into it, God of Cooking did not blink an eye.

After pouring everything into the basin, Zhen Jiabao put on his gloves and grabbed and stirred it for a while, until he saw that the fillings in the basin were completely fused together, then he stopped.

"Madam, this stuffing is really well stirred. Look at the color and luster...Madam, don't continue to cook in the future, otherwise, the young master will fire us two sooner or later."

The God of Cooking kept praising Zhen Jiabao's culinary talent, and even brought another chef beside him to praise Zhen Jiabao. At the same time, he wanted to persuade Zhen Jiabao to stay away from the kitchen.

In other words, they were a little bit smarter than He Lianquan, so they squinted Zhen Jiabao's eyes unknowingly, but selectively ignored their last sentence.

"You really think my cooking skills are good? Why doesn't He Lianquan seem very relieved about my cooking?"

Zhen Jiabao managed to stay awake, lowered his head under the exaggerated praise of God of Cooking, and stirred for a while before stopping.

Before, I only heard people complain that the food I made was unpalatable. This is the first time someone praised the cooking skills. I am a little happy.

The God of Cooking has already boasted so much that his ultimate goal is just to persuade Zhen Jiabao to stay away from the kitchen in the future... Praise Zhen Jiabao for mixing the stuffing well?

Not that we have everything ready yet!God of Cooking burst into tears.

He Lianquan stood at the door and couldn't listen anymore, that's when Shi Shiran walked into the kitchen.

The two chefs immediately looked at He Lianquan with the eyes of meeting a savior, while He Lianquan walked up to Zhen Jiabao, frowned and inspected the stuffing in the basin.

Under Zhen Jiabao's expectant gaze, He Lianquan nodded slightly.

"It does look good."

Young Master, even if you want to make Madam happy...

God of Cooking was suffering in his heart and couldn't express it, but seeing Zhen Jiabao's bright eyes after hearing this, he could only swallow the bitterness.

Anyway, at least Madam looked very happy after hearing this, so that's...or just forget it.

He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao's satisfied expression after being praised in front of him, and He Lianquan thought about it: "However, God of Cooking is right, since your cooking talent is so high, I really should consider dismissing it .”

The smile on Zhen Jiabao's face froze.

"Don't you think that if I made lunch today, I will cook every day in the future, but don't think too much, I'm just in a good mood today, and I want to eat the meals I cooked with my own hands every day? Hmph... "

Zhen Jiabao's ending sounded with obvious contempt, and He Lianquan couldn't help covering his forehead.

"But you don't have to be disappointed. If you really want to eat, I can't think about it..."

Zhen Jiabao saw that He Lianquan seemed a little disappointed because of what he said, so he couldn't help but change his words.

God of Cooking's eyes gradually turned desperate - originally he had hoped that He Lianquan's presence would make his wife give up cooking, but he never expected that the young master was also a person who had no idea in front of his wife.

After Zhen Jiabao mixed the stuffing, he went to look at the dough that he put aside. It was already getting bigger. According to God of Cooking, when he patted the dough and heard the sound of watermelon being ripe It can be regarded as good.

Zhen Jiabao was too lazy to talk to Helian Quan any more, and waved his hands: "Okay, you can do whatever you need to do, I'm busy now."

In the end, Zhen Jiabao managed to cook a whole pot of baked buns by himself, perhaps because the two chefs were too close-minded, or Zhen Jiabao suddenly opened up the second line of Ren and Du to understand the secret of cooking...

He Lianquan still believed that it was the work of the two chefs, but he still praised it full of praise when he smelled the fragrance coming from the kiln.

Zhen Jiabao waited beside the kiln with arms folded. Uncle Ji specially arranged for someone to buy back the kiln from the farmer. The decision was indeed correct. Not long after the baked buns were put in, the scent wafted out. Zhen Jiabao Standing next to the earthen kiln is the closest, so you can smell it immediately.

"I just want you to believe in my culinary skills, Wen Wen - I think I can take the test for a chef certificate tomorrow, and this is the first step for a rising star in the Chinese chef world, hehe !"

Zhen Jiabao rubbed her hands contentedly, her face full of complacency.

He Lianquan stood on the side noncommittally, and did not comment on Zhen Jiabao's beautiful imagination. On the contrary, little lucky, who didn't understand anything, was lying in the cradle on the side, as if he could understand what Zhen Jiabao was saying, holding The little fist wavered, as if cheering Zhen Jiabao up.

Zhen Jiabao said happily: "Let's just say that you don't know how to appreciate it. Look at how sensible little lucky is, and how she knows how to cheer for me with practical actions."

He Lianquan looked at the almost condemning eyes of God of Cooking and lowered his head, stretched out his hand under the innocent eyes of little lucky, and pinched the moist and smooth little face like jelly with two fingers accurately.

"Goo?"

The innocent little lucky opened his mouth to spit out milk bubbles, and stared at Helian Quan in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

Now Zhen Jiabao is focusing all his thoughts on the baked buns in the kiln. He doesn't even know that his sweetheart is being bullied by Helian Quan. Listening to little lucky moaning at the side is just sending Helian Quan away. The culprit went to coax.

Little lucky, who thought she could have a gentle and beautiful mother to save her, looked at her own father with a smile on his face and hugged her with big watery eyes. This was the first time she resisted this embrace.

What did he do wrong?

He Lianquan held the child in his arms, looked into his big eyes that didn't know much about the world, and whispered in his ear in a low voice.

"I didn't know how to make your mother give up cooking. You are a good little guy, and you will make your mother happy."

Little lucky writhed her small body in Helian Quan's arms, and smelled the fragrance from the earthen kiln, and suddenly broke free half of her small body from Helian Quan's arms, stretched out The chubby little hands grabbed the corner of Zhen Jiabao's clothes, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth dripped onto He Lianquan's hand.