One child with two treasures: Mr. President, please be gentle

Children like to eat, so Aunt Wu is more willing to collect Nianmu's cooking recipes.

In this way, whenever she is free, she can cook for her grandson, and she can also get praise from her grandson, which makes Aunt Wu very happy.

"Okay, let me explain in detail so that you can remember it." Nian Mu said, while cooking, he told Aunt Wu how he cooked.

After making the tomato pot soup base, she started preparing the spicy pot soup base.

Aunt Wu said: "I will also remember this. My daughter-in-law is not from City A and her taste is spicy. If I can cook it, I can cook it for her."

"Okay, I'll tell you this too." Nian Mu said while cooking, and showed Aunt Wu the best ingredients to use.

These were all things she studied in the past. At that time, she was studying abroad and working part-time at the same time. The place where she worked was sometimes a Chinese restaurant, and she would learn some while helping in the kitchen.

Then based on the recipe, I made a set of hot pot soup base.

She asked Li Zong, who was studying abroad with her, to try this hot pot soup base. He was full of praise for her hot pot, so she wrote down the recipe.

Nianmu suddenly thought of Li Zong and then Li Ni.

Soon, Li Ni will hold her wedding to Song Beixi.

She probably didn't invite Wang Na and Li Zong, but would Wang Na and Li Zong want to go?

Nian Mu thought to himself that if there were any benefits, Wang Na and Li Zong would definitely be happy to go. After all, having a relationship with the Song family would give them face.

But Song Beixi and Li Ni would never welcome them, nor would they give them a good look. Since they didn't have a good look and there were no benefits, they would definitely not go.

Nianmu sighed as he thought of this.

Sure enough, you can't see people too clearly.

If you see people too clearly, from the moment you see through human nature, you will think bad things about them.

But at the same time, she didn't think there was anything wrong with thinking this way.

"Ms. Nian, what's wrong?" Aunt Wu glanced at the pot and thought she had boiled it, but the soup base in the pot was still good and there was no burnt soup, so what was she sighing about?

"It's nothing, I just thought of something." Nian Mu shook his head and said.

Aunt Wu thought she was thinking about the past. I heard that Nian Mu's family members were all abroad. Was she homesick?

After all, it’s impossible for Nian Mu to know how to cook from the beginning. Someone must have taught him how to cook. The person who taught him should be Nian Mu’s mother, right?

"Are you homesick?" Aunt Wu asked.

Nian Mu blinked and glanced at her, "Aunt Wu, why do you ask that?"

"I saw you sighing. I thought you missed your mother, right? Your mother taught you all these things?" Aunt Wu asked again. She didn't think this was inquiring into Nian Mu's privacy, but it was a normal conversation. .

Nian Mu shook his head, "No, I learned this myself."

She can cook and has nothing to do with her mother.

She learned these all by herself.

After all, her life was changed by Zhang Yali from the moment she was born, and she could not enjoy maternal love. Even later, because of all the things Zhang Yali did, she had to give half of her father's love to others. .

Therefore, knowing how to cook has nothing to do with her mother. She even thinks that her cooking skills are better than Zhou Qing's.

But she likes to eat Zhou Qing's cooking.

Because that's the smell of mother.

When Aunt Wu heard that she was self-taught, she couldn't help but sigh, "It is said that children who grow up abroad are very independent and do not rely on their parents. You also learned to cook by yourself, which is really amazing..."

Nian Mu didn't know how to reply to what Aunt Wu said, so he could only smile and didn't know what to say.

"That's almost it. Aunt Wu, you can take the two stoves to the dining table, divide the ingredients and serve them to the table." Nian Mu said.

Because there are two stoves and there are more people, the ingredients need to be divided into more portions to make it easier for everyone to prepare the hot pot.

"Okay." Aunt Wu nodded, put the small cup back, and quickly started to prepare.

Nianmu brought the cooked hot pot soup base to the table and poured it into the pot of the induction cooker. At this moment, the two stoves were started at the same time, cooking the soup base.

She glanced at the time. It was already ten past twelve, and it was time to eat.

"Zhan Zhan, Ruanruan, Taotao, wash your hands and get ready to eat hot pot." After Nian Mu greeted the children, he walked upstairs again.

Arriving at the bedroom door on the second floor, Nian Mu knocked on the door.

After a while, the closed door was opened and Mu Shaoling walked out.

"Let's eat first, and we'll discuss it after dinner." Nian Mu said. Although Shuo Feng and Qing Yu were Mu Shaoling's subordinates, they were also guests.

No matter how important things are, we can't let people continue to do things hungry, right?

Mu Shaoling was not the kind of boss who only exploited his subordinates. He nodded and said to the people in the bedroom: "Go downstairs and eat hot pot first."

"Okay." Shuo Feng and Qing Yu followed him out of the door.

Nangong Si came to the end and asked again: "Sister-in-law, do you have the spicy pot bottom?"

"Yes, I made two flavors, one is tomato flavor and the other is spicy pot bottom." Nian Mu nodded.

"Like." Nangong Si gave Nian Mu a thumbs up.

I have to say that the wife his eldest brother married was really attentive, because when they came over, they specially made an extra flavor that adults would like.

Shuo Feng rolled his eyes at him, "It's good to eat some, but you still have to choose the taste? Even if it's not spicy, you will definitely be the one eating the most later."

"You can talk, but you don't like spicy food? Don't think I don't know, you are also a person who doesn't like spicy food!" Nangong Si said.

Shuofeng used to eat Russian food, but after arriving in China, he became a person who only likes spicy food.

Although he doesn't have to eat anything spicy, if he has a spicy choice, he will definitely choose spicy dishes.

"I am, but as long as it's made by Professor Nian, it's delicious." Shuo Feng said generously.

"Aren't you afraid that the boss will kill you when you say this?" Nangong Si provoked.

"Come on, Nangong Si, you've become addicted to quarreling with me since I found no one quarreling with you, right?" Shuo Feng said "poof" to Nangong Si and came downstairs.

After arriving downstairs, Shuo Feng and Nangong Si didn't speak much.

They thought it was too embarrassing for two grown men to bicker in front of their children, and all the bickering stopped the moment they came downstairs.

No matter what, you must maintain a cold image in front of your children.

Taotao glanced at Shuofeng, then at Nangongsi, and asked, "Uncle Shuofeng, uncle Nangong, why don't you guys stop arguing?"

"We didn't quarrel, Nangong Si, did we quarrel?" Shuo Feng asked seriously Nangong Si, who was quarreling with him just now.

"No." Nangong Si shook his head.

"You guys obviously had a quarrel." Zhan Zhan looked at the pretentious adults with a look of disgust on his face.

The second floor is not that far from the first floor. Do you really think they are children who are hard of hearing and cannot hear?

"It's not a quarrel." Shuofeng shook his head.

"But you just laughed at each other and seemed to be about to fight." Taotao frowned. Isn't this considered a quarrel? That's nothing.

Nangong Si and Shuo Feng were speechless...