At this time, Wang Feng brought the soup to me, then gently placed it on the coffee table in front of me, and then he handed me a spoon and said with a smile: Sister Xu Jing, come, taste it, see how it is?
I took the soup spoon with a smile, then took the soup spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup and slowly put it into my mouth. When the soup touched the tip of my tongue, a wonderful feeling suddenly surged throughout my body. The soup tasted really delicious.
When Wang Feng saw me showing a satisfied smile, his eyes also showed a very satisfied look. He smiled slightly and said: Sister Xu Jing, how about it?Not bad, right?
I smiled slightly and said: Yes, it's not bad!
not bad?That means it's not OK?
Wang Feng was obviously not very happy after hearing this. I smiled and said: What I mean is that when it is not bad, it is very good. If I say it is okay, it is not good. Do you understand?
When I said this, Wang Feng was obviously happy immediately, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Wang Feng looked at me and said: Sister Xu Jing, then you drink it first. I will go to cook first. After drinking, I will help you make a bowl. There is a big pot!
I smiled faintly and said: Well, okay, go and do it first!
When I saw Wang Feng turn around and walk into the kitchen, I felt a little moved, because I felt that this scene was warmer, because in my memory, my husband rarely cooked for me on his own initiative in the days after my husband and I got married, let alone cooked soup for me, and at most I would like to go with me generously. Xiaojing, let’s go out for a meal tonight, I’ll treat you!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Because no matter what, a man who can cook and take care of women will not be inferior to that, because no matter what, they have at least the concept of home in their bones.
Wang Feng’s black chicken soup is really good, it is very fragrant, sweet and delicious. If I were to make the soup myself, it might not be so good.
While I was drinking the soup, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. It was obvious that Wang Feng's craftsmanship was indeed very good, because when the sound and fragrance of cooking came out, I could already feel the feeling and charm of a hotel chef.
After I finished drinking a small bowl, I slowly stood up from my seat, and then I quietly walked towards the kitchen. I wanted to see how Wang Feng was cooking in the kitchen, and more importantly, I wanted to see what dishes he was cooking.
Soon, I had arrived at the kitchen door. I saw Wang Feng scrambled eggs with tomatoes seriously. At this time, the fragrance was everywhere, and a sweetness and some sour taste of tomatoes floated into my nose. I felt hungry. It seemed that I was hungry.
When I came to the kitchen door inadvertently, Wang Feng discovered me after a long time. When he saw me, a smile appeared on his face. He smiled and said: Sister Xu Jing, how about that bowl of soup?Come here, there are still here!
After saying that, Wang Feng took the initiative to come over and took my bowl from my hand, and then took the initiative to walk to his pressure cooker. He skillfully opened the pressure cooker, then took a large spoon and kept scooping the soup for me from the pressure cooker. Seeing such a beautiful scene, I was really grateful to Wang Feng, and I was moved in an instant.
I brought the soup and came to the living room. I slowly tasted it alone. Suddenly I felt my eyes were wet. Maybe I hadn't tried the warmth of the home for a long time. During the days when my husband was away, I felt more discomfort and rogue. Maybe this was a woman's sorrow and misfortune.
After half of the soup, I took a tissue and slowly wiped my tears. At this time, Wang Feng had already started to bring out the fried dishes and placed them on the dining table in the living room. Then he said to me with a smile: Sister Xu Jing, it’s time to start a meal!
Wang Feng smiled slightly and said to me. He obviously didn't realize that I was sad alone just now. I forced a smile and said to him: Well, okay, thank you!
When I said Thank you, Wang Feng was a little stunned after hearing this. It seemed that my sudden statement made him feel uncomfortable. This sentence obviously made our relationship even colder, because you don’t want to thank you at this time.
After I got up, I came to the dining table. Wang Feng had prepared all the food. I took a look and found that Wang Feng had stir-fried four dishes in total, including a braised crucian carp, a bowl of tomato scrambled eggs, a garlic stir-fried heart and a chili stir-fried pork slice. I just took a simple look and felt my appetite was greatly boosted because the dishes looked full of color, fragrance and taste, which made people drool.
I took the soup spoon with a smile, then took the soup spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup and slowly put it into my mouth. When the soup touched the tip of my tongue, a wonderful feeling suddenly surged throughout my body. The soup tasted really delicious.
When Wang Feng saw me showing a satisfied smile, his eyes also showed a very satisfied look. He smiled slightly and said: Sister Xu Jing, how about it?Not bad, right?
I smiled slightly and said: Yes, it's not bad!
not bad?That means it's not OK?
Wang Feng was obviously not very happy after hearing this. I smiled and said: What I mean is that when it is not bad, it is very good. If I say it is okay, it is not good. Do you understand?
When I said this, Wang Feng was obviously happy immediately, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Wang Feng looked at me and said: Sister Xu Jing, then you drink it first. I will go to cook first. After drinking, I will help you make a bowl. There is a big pot!
I smiled faintly and said: Well, okay, go and do it first!
When I saw Wang Feng turn around and walk into the kitchen, I felt a little moved, because I felt that this scene was warmer, because in my memory, my husband rarely cooked for me on his own initiative in the days after my husband and I got married, let alone cooked soup for me, and at most I would like to go with me generously. Xiaojing, let’s go out for a meal tonight, I’ll treat you!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Because no matter what, a man who can cook and take care of women will not be inferior to that, because no matter what, they have at least the concept of home in their bones.
Wang Feng’s black chicken soup is really good, it is very fragrant, sweet and delicious. If I were to make the soup myself, it might not be so good.
While I was drinking the soup, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. It was obvious that Wang Feng's craftsmanship was indeed very good, because when the sound and fragrance of cooking came out, I could already feel the feeling and charm of a hotel chef.
After I finished drinking a small bowl, I slowly stood up from my seat, and then I quietly walked towards the kitchen. I wanted to see how Wang Feng was cooking in the kitchen, and more importantly, I wanted to see what dishes he was cooking.
Soon, I had arrived at the kitchen door. I saw Wang Feng scrambled eggs with tomatoes seriously. At this time, the fragrance was everywhere, and a sweetness and some sour taste of tomatoes floated into my nose. I felt hungry. It seemed that I was hungry.
When I came to the kitchen door inadvertently, Wang Feng discovered me after a long time. When he saw me, a smile appeared on his face. He smiled and said: Sister Xu Jing, how about that bowl of soup?Come here, there are still here!
After saying that, Wang Feng took the initiative to come over and took my bowl from my hand, and then took the initiative to walk to his pressure cooker. He skillfully opened the pressure cooker, then took a large spoon and kept scooping the soup for me from the pressure cooker. Seeing such a beautiful scene, I was really grateful to Wang Feng, and I was moved in an instant.
I brought the soup and came to the living room. I slowly tasted it alone. Suddenly I felt my eyes were wet. Maybe I hadn't tried the warmth of the home for a long time. During the days when my husband was away, I felt more discomfort and rogue. Maybe this was a woman's sorrow and misfortune.
After half of the soup, I took a tissue and slowly wiped my tears. At this time, Wang Feng had already started to bring out the fried dishes and placed them on the dining table in the living room. Then he said to me with a smile: Sister Xu Jing, it’s time to start a meal!
Wang Feng smiled slightly and said to me. He obviously didn't realize that I was sad alone just now. I forced a smile and said to him: Well, okay, thank you!
When I said Thank you, Wang Feng was a little stunned after hearing this. It seemed that my sudden statement made him feel uncomfortable. This sentence obviously made our relationship even colder, because you don’t want to thank you at this time.
After I got up, I came to the dining table. Wang Feng had prepared all the food. I took a look and found that Wang Feng had stir-fried four dishes in total, including a braised crucian carp, a bowl of tomato scrambled eggs, a garlic stir-fried heart and a chili stir-fried pork slice. I just took a simple look and felt my appetite was greatly boosted because the dishes looked full of color, fragrance and taste, which made people drool.
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