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Li Xuliang breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see his master grab a kitchen knife and chase after his aunt.
Huang Chengzi, who shared the same expectations but had different thoughts, expressed disappointment.
……100 million.
112 Huang Chengzi's piano teacher; Here, have a pen?
And at this time.
The brother and sister were not paying attention to a certain anti-Japanese war drama.
Li Xuliang asked curiously, "My aunt didn't get angry. My master is quite capable."
Huang Chengzi scoffed, "It's definitely just him flattering my aunt, saying the food is so delicious."
My aunt is incredibly meticulous, but her only weakness lies in her cooking.
Huang Chengzi has met many elites from all walks of life.
Harboring ambitions to swindle investors, they entered Auntie's study with their business plans and market reports.
Then they went out looking disheveled.
Actually, all you need to do is praise your aunt once:
"Your cooking skills are truly unparalleled!"
"You could easily secure hundreds of millions in investment."
Li Xuliang said smugly, "Brother Qiao said that you have to use your brain when you do things, you can't just rely on brute force."
“He must be helping out his aunt, otherwise she wouldn’t have kept him in the kitchen.”
Huang Chengzi also used a tone of pity for their misfortune and anger at their lack of ambition:
"You keep saying 'Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao,' you, Li Xuliang, are practically becoming his lackey."
Li Xuliang scoffed: "I'm happy to do it, so what?"
"Brother Qiao is so awesome, he gets good grades and he's a great fighter."
"Following him is better than me hanging out with a bunch of spoiled brats."
Huang Chengzi rolled her eyes in her signature way: "You talk as if he's omnipotent."
"He's really talented; he won over his aunt with his cooking skills."
"Damn it, what do men need cooking skills for? You're asking too much of him."
As they were talking, Li Xuliang suddenly twitched his nose:
"What's that smell!"
The enticing aroma of the dishes wafted into the hall.
This is just one of the effects of a powerful range hood.
Otherwise, the whole living room would smell like food.
Huang Chengzi felt her stomach acid secreting like crazy and secretly swallowed her saliva:
"It smells so good! Has Auntie's cooking improved?"
The brother and sister rushed into the kitchen side by side, and Li Xuliang shouted:
"Auntie, I'm so hungry."
Huang Chengzi flattered, "Auntie, I told you you have a real talent for cooking!"
Then, they witnessed this scene:
My aunt, elegant and poised, sat at the coffee table, a plate of stir-fried pork with local specialties in front of her. She took a bite, then another…
And this guy who shamelessly claims he can save his aunt's values.
She stood in front of the wok, skillfully stirring the ingredients.
Occasionally, he'll toss the food up in the air to show off his skills.
what's the situation?
Huang Chengzi's mouth gaped slightly; what she saw was beyond her comprehension.
My aunt has always considered the kitchen her private domain.
They actually allowed a man to cause trouble in the forbidden area.
Judging from her expression, she wasn't angry at all, and seemed to be enjoying her food quite a bit.
Holy crap, who is this Qiao Yu?
That's incredibly powerful!
Li Xuliang was initially surprised, then delighted, and then filled with admiration.
The master is indeed a master, he is very knowledgeable.
In the heart of a teenager with delusions of grandeur.
Qiao Yu increasingly exuded the image of a mysterious and unpredictable master.
Xia Qing chewed slowly and deliberately, without looking up:
"Go outside and wait, it'll be a while."
Xia Qing was the absolute authority at home, wielding great power and authority.
Neither the brother nor sister dared to voice any objections.
As Huang Chengzi turned around, she muttered, "Only officials are allowed to set fires, while ordinary people are forbidden to light lamps."
Qiao Yu joked, "It's too loud."
Huang Chengzi suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at the guy.
He turned and went back to the living room.
Her little bottom swayed with captivating charm.
Qiao Yu cooked four dishes: double pepper fish head, farmhouse stir-fried pork, crab roe tofu, and fish-flavored eggplant.
One person was washing and chopping vegetables, working up a sweat.
After the last and most troublesome dish, double-pepper fish head, was finished cooking, he glanced at a woman who was eating with lightning speed and snorted:
"We'll finish eating if we eat any more, and there are two hungry babies outside."
Xia Qing said softly, "None of your business!"
Her style is decisive, efficient, and domineering.
Seeing that Qiao Yu was covered in sweat, he still took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off Qiao Yu.
"Great, you'll be cooking at home from now on."
Xia Qing said wistfully.
Qiao Yu shrugged, seemingly unconcerned.
If it were Qiao Jingjing, she would whine and say, "I want to eat, I want to eat."
Su Jinbei praised, "It's all thanks to A Yu's excellent cooking skills."
That's good; every woman should have her own unique charm.
Why are "internet celebrity faces" criticized?
Nine out of ten internet celebrities have pointed chins and big eyes; they're all cut from the same mold.
This kind of woman is actually the most superficial and lacking in substance.
It has lost its spirituality.
It's easy to get tired of the aesthetics.
After serving the dishes, Qiao Yu went to the restroom.
When they returned, they found Li Xuliang and Huang Chengzi, the siblings, wolfing down their rice.
Xia Qing gently yet authoritatively warned, "Watch your table manners."
Li Xuliang gave Qiao Yu a thumbs-up and swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty.
"Brother Qiao, I'm truly impressed by you. How do you know everything?"
Huang Chengzi didn't say anything, but kept her head down and focused on eating her vegetables.
A silent affirmation.
This little girl is a bit arrogant.
She can't bring herself to say things like, "Your cooking is delicious."
Li Xuliang said, "Brother Qiao, why don't you be our family's chef? I'll have my aunt offer you a five-star chef's salary."
Huang Chengzi puffed out her cheeks and said in a muffled voice:
"I won't treat you unfairly."
Xia Qing put down her chopsticks and said softly, "Isn't Auntie's cooking good?"
The brother and sister's expressions changed drastically: "No, no, no, Auntie's cooking is the best, but we can't bear to see you work so hard for us."
"I love my aunt's cooking the most. Qiao Yu's cooking skills are no match for my aunt's. We just don't want my aunt to get too tired."
Xia Qing smiled with satisfaction and said, "Ayu is a very busy person, he doesn't have time."
Qiao Yu asked, "Sister Qing, is the food good?"
Xia Qing nodded: "It's alright!"
Well enough?
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Damn it!
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