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Just when Jing Yuting was still immersed in the emotion of Nie Ran going to wash his hands and make soup for him, suddenly there was a loud noise from the kitchen.

Bang-boom-!

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud pounding sound, which floated into his ears without any scruples.

Jing Yuting's nerves suddenly became tense.

"Nie Ran?"

Could this dead woman be dismantling the kitchen?

He hurried to the kitchen, but nailed his feet firmly in front of the door.

The posture of Nie Ran cooking in the kitchen really opened Jing Yuting's eyes.

I saw her standing alone in front of the cooking table, with one foot proudly stepping on the cooking table, her posture was like sawing wood.

If a piece of wood placed on the cooking table needs to be sawed off, Jing Yuting thinks he can still understand this posture, but what is placed in front of Nie Ran is obviously just a chopping board!

What kind of vegetables need to be cut until she uses such a posture?

The ominous premonition in Jing Yuting's heart became stronger and stronger.

He felt that maybe he shouldn't look forward to this dinner, and it would be better to keep Nie Ran away from the kitchen.

Nie Ran didn't even notice that Jing Yuting appeared at the kitchen door, busy tug-of-war with the cutting board.

She just wanted to cut an onion, but the onion was too round and slippery to handle, and it was very exciting.

Nie Ran was afraid that the onion would be cut with his hands, so he put the onion on the cutting board and prepared to split it with a kitchen knife before cutting it. Unexpectedly, he chopped it with too much force and the kitchen knife was embedded in the cutting board and could not be pulled out again.

It's a shame that a big living person lost to a chopping board.

"Damn it! I can't pull it out!"

"Do you need help?"

Jing Yuting's voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Nie Ran, and quickly put her feet off the cooking table and pretended to be virtuous.

He smiled awkwardly but politely, "It's okay, Mr. Jing, you go out first, I agreed to cook for you, how can I ask you to help? You go out."

"But I see you—"

Jing Yuting looked at the kitchen knife on the cutting board, the onions that had been split in half, and the smell of mush wafting from the pot, and couldn't help but worry a little about whether he would be able to eat the next dinner. superior?

"Oh, don't bother me here, can you? Go out quickly! You go to the study to work first, and I will call you when dinner is ready."

Seeing that Jing Yuting was hindering his performance, Nie Ran pushed him out of the kitchen without saying a word.

Jing Yuting had no choice but to retreat outside the kitchen, and at the same time did not forget to remind her.

"Nie Ran, what is burning in your pot? It seems to be burnt."

"Ah! My ribs!"

Nie Ran slapped his forehead as if waking up from a dream, and quickly ran back to the stove and lifted the lid of the pot.

Suddenly a puff of smoke came out of the pot.

After finally waiting for the smoke to dissipate, Nie Ran heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the ribs in the pot.

Fortunately, although it looks blurred, it is not completely blurred and can be rescued.

In order to save the mushy pork ribs, Nie Ran shoveled them out and put them in the sink to clean them again. Cleaned up the mushy black matter and boiled them again.

After rescuing the ribs, she spent a lot of effort and finally pulled out the kitchen knife, which she couldn't bear to kiss goodbye to the cutting board, picked up the split onion, chopped it into onion cubes, and put them in the pot together.

Then add salt to taste, chicken essence, soy sauce——

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lifeless cockroach majestically passing by the cutting board.

"It's abominable, you actually come out to join in the fun at this time!"

With a soft snort, Nie Ran didn't hesitate at all, took advantage of the situation and unhurriedly picked up a shiny fork from the tableware place on the right, aimed at the lifeless cockroach, and threw it hard.

Cockroach pawn.

Jing Yuting will pay attention to the whole process at the door of the kitchen. If he is not too worried about his next dinner, he really wants to applaud her stunt of shooting cockroaches with darts.

Because he was so worried, Jing Yuting turned around and went into the study.

After Nie Ran dealt with the cockroaches, he returned his attention to the pot.

The onions should be ripe and smell delicious.

Roasted Pork Ribs with Onions is my grandma's specialty. Nie Ran especially liked this dish when she was a child, and it is one of the few dishes she knows.

"It's so fragrant, it smells delicious!"

Wang Po's melon seller praised herself, and Nie Ran put the onion ribs on the plate.

Well--

Although it looks a bit worn out in color, it still smells very fragrant, and the taste must be good.

After the pork ribs are done, the other dishes are much simpler. Stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried cabbage, and a braised fish, it is almost enough for two people.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was finally time for dinner.

Looking at the several dishes on the table, Jing Yuting's eyebrows jumped several times.

"Is this the result of your hard work for two hours?"

The burnt fish and the plate of half-baked pork ribs may be because the pot has not been washed clean and the shredded potatoes are mixed with a lot of black spots. Jing Yuting preliminarily guessed that the pork ribs should be burnt. leftover afterward.

The choy sum was obviously overcooked and looked wilted. The only thing that looked normal was scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Um--

Jing Yuting quickly calculated in his mind, how should he behave so that he can eat this meal without hurting Nie Ran's self-esteem while keeping his own life safe?

Yes, at worst, he can eat more scrambled eggs with tomatoes and green vegetables. He should be able to barely taste a few bites of shredded potatoes. As for ribs and fish, he should try not to eat them.

If it doesn’t work, just say he likes scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Eat! Why are you just watching?" Nie Ran served him a meal like a dog, and urged him intimately.

Jing Yuting tried his best to maintain a smile, and decisively extended his chopsticks to the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and put a piece of egg into his mouth.

"How is it?" Nie Ran rested his chin on both hands, and looked at him staringly, "Is the taste good?"

"—"

So salty, so salty, saltier than eating salt.

Jing Yuting wondered if she mistook salt for sugar?

But seeing Nie Ran waiting expectantly for his feedback, Jing Yuting swallowed the egg in his mouth without changing his face, picked up the water glass at hand and drank half a glass of water in a row before washing away the salty taste in his mouth .

Smile, "Very good, the eggs are very tender."

Nothing wrong except salty.

Nie Ran's nervous heart instantly relaxed.

"That's good, the breakfast you cooked for me this morning is so delicious, I can't make a table of unpalatable meals to repay you, right? Come, try the ribs, this is my best dish It’s ready, I loved eating it when I was young.”

She was very attentive and put a piece of ribs into Jing Yuting's bowl.

"—"

Jing Yuting looked at the half-baked spare ribs in the bowl, and then at Nie Ran's expectant eyes, with a smile, he picked up the spare ribs gracefully and calmly, and put them into his mouth.