Chapter 29
"Is it really OK?"
"Is that too embarrassed?"
Seeing that Yang Zheng was telling her thoughts, Robertson and Kings both showed a shy smile in embarrassment.
However, appetite eventually defeated shyness and reason. While saying sorry, both of them reached out to the plate at the same time.
"Wait a minute, have you all lived in China? Don't you know that Chinese food needs to be chopsticks?" Yang Zheng saw that they reached out and grabbed the food, and couldn't help but sweat. If they just asked them to catch this food, would he still eat it? He quickly stopped them and shouted loudly.
"Hehe, sorry, we are too anxious, forgot"
When the two heard Yang Zheng’s shout, they smiled embarrassedly, and quickly took the chopsticks next to them.
"Yang Zheng, come and serve the food"
At this time, Fang Min's voice came again in the direction of the kitchen.
"You remember to use chopsticks, I'll help."
Hearing Fang Min's call, Yang Zheng hurried to the kitchen, but before leaving, he had not forgotten to remind the two Americans. Seeing their anxious look, he was really worried that these two guys would taste delicious food and felt that chopsticks were troublesome. He grabbed it with one hand. Fang Min's cooking dish was very difficult to eat in the United States. He didn't want to wait and see it and not eat it.
"Come"
Walking to the kitchen, Yang Zheng saw a white apron, busy waving the shovel, and walked over and said.
"Okay, hurry up, help me take out this braised pork ribs and I'll cook another dish."
Fang Min paused the shovel in her hand, turned around and smiled, pointing to a ribbon that was emitting an extremely strong fragrance.
"Guru"
Just after just looking at the dish Fang Min pointed at, Yang Zheng couldn't help swallowing. The braised pork ribs were fried so beautifully that they had not tasted the taste yet, so I dare not say it, but the color and fragrance were definitely the best among the best, at least, so far, he hadn't eaten a dish that emitted such a strong aroma in the air, and it looked like a delicate work of art.
"Is there anything else I need to help?"
After swallowing his saliva, Yang Zheng still kept a little rational inquiring Fang Min. Seeing Fang Min busy and sweat dripping on his forehead, he felt a little sad. For two or three minutes, she was basically the one who was busy, but the three of them rarely helped. Needless to say, Robertson and Kings, even though he was helping Fang Min, he really knew how to cook, and he could not do much simple things. He could only help wash dishes, or something else. The rest were like picking vegetables, cutting vegetables, ingredients, and so on. All of them were made by Fang Min himself.
"No more, there is only the last dish. Thank you for your hard work just now. If you are hungry, eat it first and I will be ready soon."
Fang Min turned around and smiled at Yang Zheng. When she saw a black trace on Yang Zheng's face, she couldn't help but smile. She couldn't help but remember what happened when she was cooking just now. She didn't expect that Yang Zheng was so idiotic about cooking. She was almost not much better than two foreigners, Robertson and Kings. Even washing a pot was a bit clumsy.
When she saw his clumsy look, she couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. I don't know how he lived alone before. He must have eaten the unpalatable steaks on the streets of the United States every day to solve his stomach problems. It's really hard for him.
She suddenly remembered an article she read not long ago, saying that someone likes and admires someone. Then when he sees that person, his heart is filled with endless happiness. He said something to that person, his eyes and eyebrows were filled with envy and smiles, and his heart was firmly grasped by a sense of satisfaction.
Love is an experience accompanied by pain. The sign of loving someone to the depths is to hurt, love him, cherish him, no matter how strong, dazzling, and successful he looks, but in his eyes, he always only sees the places where he makes people cherish. There is always a stream of unscathing, inexplicable pity in your heart - pity that person's situation, pity that person's experience. Even if that situation is envied by people all over the world, you just can't convince yourself to give up the burden of sadness, compassion, compassion
Is this the case now? I love him, is he really so deeply? Can he feel this love?
As she thought about it, Fang Min felt a little dazed. Even if Yang Zheng had said anything to her later, he didn't know when he left, but he just waved the shovel mechanically in his hand.
"ah"
Suddenly, a uncomfortable smell came in. Fang Min suddenly came back to her senses, remembering that she was cooking now, and there were still dishes in the pot.
Fang Min let out a long breath, but fortunately, she found it early and the dish had not been scorched, but it was just a little less satisfactory.
Put the dishes on the plate next to it and then fry the vegetables on the other side that had already been prepared. Fang Min also completed today's important task
"Come on, I'll come on, I'll come on"
Just as Fang Min had just washed her hands and was about to bring the two dishes out, Yang Zheng walked in as soon as possible, took the dishes in his hand first, and smiled and said, "You have been busy all morning, thank you for your hard work. Let me do this little thing."
Feeling the care in Yang Zheng's tone, a trace of sweetness suddenly arose in Fang Min's heart. The physical fatigue caused by busy all morning seemed to have been greatly relieved. While following Yang Zheng, he showed a sweet smile and said, "There is nothing to be busy. But you ran around all morning and are tired?"
"You'd better stop saying that. If you say it, I'd be ashamed to want to jump off the building, but I'm really stupid about the kitchen, so I have to ask you to forgive me."
Yang Zheng turned around and smiled embarrassedly. He had absolutely no physical problems. The problem was that he had physical strength but no skills. Otherwise, he really didn't mind that the busy person today was himself, not Fang Min, so he might feel more comfortable.
Fang Min smiled and was about to say something, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Robertson and Kings who were sweeping the dishes on the table in front of her, and she was stunned, almost thinking that she was confused.
"Hehe, Robertson and Kings are amazing? I was just saying, if you don't come out again, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of dishes when you come out, and you won't have the chance to taste them. Look at these two guys, they look like they're going to swallow even bone slag."
Putting down the dish in your hand, Yang Zheng saw the expression on Fang Min's face and immediately knew what she was thinking. He couldn't help but smile, "But speaking, if that's true, you will still be the culprit. If you didn't have the fried taste so fragrant and attractive, this wouldn't have happened."
"Why did your mouth feel like it was smearing honey today?"
Fang Min gave him a coquettish look
"Haha... Just kidding, come on, sit down and eat"
Seeing Fang Min's coquettish eyes, Yang Zheng's mind suddenly slammed. He secretly slapped himself and cursed, Yang Zheng, why can't he control himself so much? He's unrestrained? Do you want to make people deepen the misunderstanding?
"Ah, Fang, are you out? Thank you for your hard work, the dishes you cook are really delicious."
"Yeah, I promise, this is the best dish I've ever had in my life, ChnseFood is amazing"
At this time, Robertson and Kings, who heard Fang Min's voice, finally raised their heads, put down the food he had abandoned, shook their thumbs up at Fang Min, with an exaggerated expression.
"Just delicious, I was worried that you wouldn't be used to it."
Fang Min looked at Yang Zheng with a complicated look, then showed a polite smile to Robertson and Kingsdao.
"No, no, I'm worried that after we have eaten such delicious Chinese food, we will be unable to eat our American food in the future. I won't know what to do then." Robertson shook his head and said quickly.
"Yes, it's so delicious. I think Chinese food is simply the best gift God has given to us mankind," Kingscar said exaggeratedly, "No matter what quality it is, it is not as good as steak."
"Hey, you two, you two are full first, and you can't keep talking with Miss Fang. She's hungry and then say something. Just say a few words."
Listening to the two guys' constant praise, Fang Min was unable to move her chopsticks. Yang Zheng, who had just swallowed a piece of meat, raised his head and gave the two people a blank look.
“Yes, let’s have a meal first”
Robertson and Kings blushed a little, and he said embarrassedly
Fang Min took a look at Yang Zheng and started eating. She was indeed hungry at this time. She had been busy for so long and had never eaten anything.
"bell……"
While the four people were sweeping the food on the table like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, suddenly, a harsh phone ringing sounded.
"I'll pick it up"
"I'll pick it up"
Fang Min and Yang Zheng raised their heads at the same time and said unanimously
Chapter completed!