My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 196 Turn over and continue to work hard

Before Du Yuehua could search for the memory of dumplings from his memory, he saw Xia Mufeng coming straight to him, reaching out and grabbing a handful from the flour bag.

Then she sprinkled it directly on her hands, and she subconsciously withdrew her palm on the dough, bringing up a piece of sticky dough, and some of it was pulled onto Natsume Kaede's sleeve.

"I'm sorry Natsume-kun, I didn't mean to."

Du Yuehua's voice was a little shy and cautious, and Xia Mufeng understood that she was afraid of getting angry, and she didn't feel dirty tearing off the dough sticking to her sleeve, and she didn't show dissatisfaction on her face , instead smiled and comforted in a gentle voice:
"It's all right, it's just some dough. When kneading the dough, you must sprinkle some flour on your hands, otherwise it will stick to your hands as easily as you do now."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed another handful from the flour bag, rubbed his hands, then sprinkled some on the dough, took it over and kneaded it several times with his palms, and showed her how he pressed the dough. The method is actually not difficult, that is, to flatten and then overlap, so that the dough becomes crystal clear.

After showing her in slow motion a few times, Natsume Feng watched her do it while staring at the pot he had just set on fire. It has to be said that there are four stoves in the kitchen of a rich man, and they can cook at the same time. Four dishes would be fine - if he had eight hands.

"Strength."

"Is this so?"

"Turn over and keep pushing."

"Is this okay? It's sticky. I feel a little uncomfortable. Is it wrong?"

"Then let me come, and you watch from the side." Seeing her clumsy appearance, Natsume Feng couldn't help stroking her forehead with the back of her hand. With her little effort to knead the dough, it is estimated that the dumplings that will be cooked later It was so rotten in the pot, Du Yuehua seemed to feel that the dough was sticky and fluttering, so he didn't dare to use force, the force was light, comparable to the third stage of fighting force!

Who would have thought that being so disgusted by him, Du Yuehua felt as if he was suddenly poked into a sore spot, and immediately rounded her beautiful eyes, resolutely refusing to let go of her position, and ruthlessly pinched the strangely shaped ball of dough to retort: "No! Let me do it, I will definitely use my strength this time."

In fact, it's no wonder that Du Yuehua is disgusted with things like dough, not to mention that her ten fingers have never touched the spring water since she was a child. Even if she has cocoons, she is formed by practicing kendo. Usually clean and refreshing is one of her pronouns. For this kind of sticky dough Dongshi felt very uncomfortable, and even always had the urge to wash his hands.

But don't say that Xia Mufeng's cooking as a guest is just a small task for himself. Even if he didn't cook in person, if he said that he wanted to eat this kind of food, Du Yuehua would be able to hold back the discomfort and do it. What's more, he confessed it himself.

Xia Mufeng looked at the trapezoidal dough she kneaded out with both hands, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Seeing that she is so strong, she still can't bear to break her self-esteem. It's really embarrassing for a woman to be inferior to a man in cooking. He hesitated for a while and said softly: "That's all right, press more After a while, otherwise the noodles will have no chewiness, and the dumplings will not be crystal clear, and the taste will not be good."

Anyway, I will knead it by myself later, at worst, it’s only one dish. This time, he cooks four dishes and one soup. It doesn’t matter that the dumplings are a little rotten because the noodles are rotten. Didn't try it out.

Seeing that he did not deprive her of her sole position in the kitchen, Du Yuehua was slightly relieved, took a breath while pinching the soft and puffy thing in her hand, her eyes gradually became firmer, and she vowed: "I, I will work hard. of."

Seeing her serious expression, Xia Mufeng made a promise to himself, and then saw that the dough that was being kneaded by his hand had forgotten to add more dough, and a little began to stick together. He sighed secretly in his heart, and couldn't say anything more. Children have thin skin.

He didn't dislike Du Yuehua's inability to cook. In his impression of Du Yuehua, such a young lady was able to let go of her figure even if she could go into the kitchen. The "Miss" is much better.

And in the past, she was often seen not conforming to the composure and calmness of her peers, but now seeing her clumsy appearance is quite cute.

Shaking his head, Natsume Feng smiled lightly, and stopped caring about her, and started pouring oil into the pot in front of him.

The oil boiled quickly, and the golden yellow and dull oil began to explode in the pot, and some even splashed out, but Natsume Feng remained motionless.

If he is afraid of getting a little oil on his body when cooking, he will be fine. It’s like not stepping on the gas pedal when he takes a driver’s license test. He doesn’t know many dishes, so he’s going to fry tomatoes and eggs, shredded pork with green peppers, and Kung Pao chicken. , Another garlic lettuce, the soup in the four dishes and one soup, he replaced it with dumplings.

No matter how difficult it is, he will not know it, such as braised pork, braised carp, etc. are too time-consuming. He used to be a man who lived alone and was not so extravagant enough to spend so much time to feed himself, otherwise he would not even have the time to work as a worker. Can't get it all together.

In order to speed up the progress and prevent himself and Du Yuehua from being hungry for too long, he used two pots to cook at the same time. Although he doesn't have four arms, he can't hold back his fast hands. style of man.

The sound of spatulas in the kitchen was endless, and the heat quickly filled the entire room.

Du Yuehua, who was bored and kneading the dough, turned his head to look at Natsume Kaede who was shaking the spoon not far away. He was very skilled in searching for the condiments, and did not panic even if the fire burned over the side of the pot. He was wearing a light red apron It might seem a little funny in normal times, but at this moment, she didn't have the slightest intention to make her feel inappropriate.

The sharp-edged side face is warmed by the sunlight, exactly like the good husband who prepares food for his wife in the TV series. This kind of temperament, movement and serious expression made her feel a little crazy watching it for a while. Even the strength in his hands gradually dissipated into nothingness.

Although Xia Mufeng didn't turn his head, he could naturally feel that someone was looking at him with his super insensitivity. In this kitchen, he could be sure that it was Du Yuehua, unless there was an invisible person.

But he didn't care about the other party's gaze. Instead, he watched carefully the vegetables in the pot slowly collected the juice, turned off the fire when it reached the perfect state, poured it into the plate prepared in advance, and covered it with another porcelain plate

Looking at the lettuce being boiled in hot water on the stove next to him, Natsume Feng turned his head to look at the girl who was silently staring at him, and asked, "Is the dough almost kneaded, and I just roll out the dough at this moment."

　I wish you all a Happy New Year!

　　Happy New Year to all my friends!

　　I wish you all the spring when you look up, and the autumn when you bow your head. All happiness follows you. Happy New Year and all the best!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)