When the little chef wears to the future planet

Staying at Mu's house until evening, Miaomiao wondered if it was time to leave, Mu Xinqi sincerely asked them to have dinner before leaving, but Cheng Yingjie was unwilling.

"Xinqi, it's not that I don't want to accompany you, just the thought of eating at the same table with your brother makes my stomach hurt. Really, I won't lie to you."

"You unscrupulous guy, then I'll go out to eat with you."

"Not good!" Li Miaomiao quickly refused.

"Why?" they both asked in unison.

Of course, Li Miaomiao was embarrassed to say that he thought it was too expensive. If he had to say that, Cheng and Mu would definitely rush to pay the bill, "I'm not very used to eating things outside."

"Meow meow, I'm not talking about you, your mouth is too tricky, we have eaten together twice, and you are not satisfied every time, if the chef hears you say that, he must chase you down !" Actually, Cheng Yingjie was also quite curious. Li Miaomiao is not from a rich family. According to his conditions, he shouldn't be so picky. Little reputation.

Li Miaomiao hesitated for a moment. These two are very good friends, and it seems that there is nothing to hide, so she said: "Actually, if it is simpler, I can burn it."

"What? You can cook?"

Miao Miao nodded, and Cheng Yingjie and Mu Xinqi looked at each other, obviously not believing it, chefs nowadays are very proud, and accepting an apprentice is very important to status.

"Why don't I try it, and if you don't like it, then you go out to eat?" Miaomiao didn't dare to promise, maybe the people here like to eat that strange taste.

"That's fine." Mu Xinqi couldn't bear to hurt his friends. He rarely went into the kitchen, and he didn't even know what each kitchen utensil was used for. But DIY made him feel quite novel. "There is a kitchen on the third floor of the main house. In the small kitchen, let me explain to the housekeeper that if you need anything, let him bring it to you from the big kitchen, where only snacks are usually warmed up, so things may be missing."

"Brother Mu won't say anything, right?" Cheng Yingjie didn't dare to act presumptuously if he wasn't at his own home.

"It's okay, he eats by himself when he's busy." Mu Xinqi was making two-handed preparations. He didn't have much confidence in Miaomiao. If it really didn't work, he had to settle at home or go out for food, which was more likely. point.

The servants moved the things Miaomiao needed to the small kitchen and left, leaving the three young masters to toss about. Cheng and Mu wanted to help, but after a while, they made a mess of the kitchen. It's about to flood.

Miaomiao despised them for being clumsy, so she had to say: "Well, you guys go take a shower first, I'll move quickly, and I'll call you when I'm done." Mu Xinqi's room was on the other side of the corner on the third floor.

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't mess with Miaomiao anymore." Cheng Yingjie gave up resolutely, and Mu Xinqi also found that he was not the material, "Well, if you have something to do, ring the bell and call for someone to come, go, Yingjie , I will show you the animal and plant specimens collected from Calais during our military academy training."

The kitchen was finally quiet. Miaomiao quickly cleaned the pig's feet, put them in boiling water to blanch, and planned to make rock sugar pig's trotters. This dish took a lot of time. There were only three people, and four dishes and one soup were almost enough.

I took a look at the ingredients in front of me. They were very rich, even surpassing Ellington's restaurant. The treatment in the General's Mansion was different.

Miaomiao quickly listed the menu for tonight, and started to work, Longjing shrimp, steamed loofah with garlic scallops, saliva chicken, and a pot of fresh vegetable soup, it should be enough, but considering Mu Xinqi's daily training is very heavy , You can steam another basket of beef buns at the bottom.

He kneaded the dough, put it aside, and began to peel the shrimp shells. The pig's feet were already simmering in the pot at this time, and a meaty smell slowly wafted out.

Mu Yaotian was sitting at the dining table, he was the only one, with two dishes and one soup on the table, the mansion has always opposed extravagance and waste.

He tapped on the table with his chopsticks, and asked, "Where is he? Xinyue hasn't come back? There are also two friends of Xiaosi, have they left?"

The housekeeper bowed and replied: "Eldest young master, the second young lady has an appointment tonight, and the young master said that he and his friends are cooking in the small kitchen by themselves."

"Burn it yourself?" Mu Yaotian's mouth twitched, "Don't burn the kitchen down then."

"You're right." The housekeeper also complained about this.

Mu Yaotian ate very fast, and it was over in 15 minutes. He took the hot towel from the servant, wiped it off, and planned to go upstairs to change clothes before going to the military headquarters to deal with some matters.

Before he reached the third floor, he could smell a faint smell of meat. The more he went up, the stronger the tempting smell became. He had just finished eating, but his mouth was still secreting saliva.

Mu Yaotian changed his mind temporarily, followed the scent, and walked to the small kitchen. It seems that the kid named Li Miaomiao really has two brushes. Of course, he would not think that it was the work of Xiao Si and Cheng Yingjie.

Miaomiao dipped the steamed chicken into ice water, dried her hands, and began to make beef buns.When Mu Yaotian came over, he happened to see this scene, Xiao Si was not there, he didn't want to startle the child, took a look, and left, but he only walked a few steps, but his heart seemed to be dragged by something, he noticed that I seemed to have overlooked something, thought about it, and then retreated.

Looking at it again, Mu Yaotian suddenly understood why the scene just now attracted him. Those hands, just those hands, were white, dexterous, with rounded fingertips and a wonderful sense of rhythm, which he was very familiar with.

"Can you cook?"

Mu Yaotian opened his mouth suddenly, which startled Li Miaomiao and almost crushed a beef bun. He raised his eyes and saw Mu Yaotian walking in, and quickly replied: "Yes, General Mu."

Mu Yaotian waved his hand, trying to make himself look gentle. He didn't ignore it before Meow Meow slightly trembled, "You can call me Big Brother Mu just like Yingjie." This kid's eyes are so beautiful.

"General Mu." Seeing Mu Yaotian raised his eyebrows, Miaomiao changed his words again: "Brother Mu, I hope you don't mind borrowing your kitchen."

"It's okay, you continue, I'll take a look at it."

With Mu Yaotian by his side, Li Miaomiao was not at all at ease, thinking that he would leave immediately, but the basket of buns was finished, and the eyes staring at him seemed even hotter. Is General Mu hungry? Miaomiao thought to herself, otherwise why did she keep watching him make buns.

Li Miaomiao put the beef buns into the steamer, poked the pig's trotters with chopsticks, and had to simmer for a while. Mu Yaotian looked at the boy's focused expression, and the numbness reappeared. He suddenly said : "Excuse me, meow, can you squeeze me a glass of juice."

"Oh, okay, wait a moment."

Miaomiao took three oranges from the refrigerator, squeezed them into a cup, and handed them to Mu Yaotian. When the man took it, his fingertips brushed the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally, and a special stimulating feeling spread all over his body. It was hot all over the sky. As a mature man, he certainly knew what it felt like, but he didn't expect it to be so direct.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Meow saw the flour on Mu Yaotian's hands, and hurriedly handed him the towel. Unexpectedly, the man grabbed his hand and wiped it. The movement was very slow and meticulous, Meow Meow struggled, but didn't break free, and didn't dare to use force. The boy was embarrassed. General Mu's behavior was so strange.

After confirming the feeling in his heart, Mu Yaotian didn't continue to make trouble, and sat quietly watching. Of course, his original itinerary was postponed. For the first time, the man discovered that the chef at work was so cute. The lips are slightly pursed, the facial features are not stunning, but they are comfortable, especially the hands, which are obviously a boy, but there are no calluses, the palms are very soft, I really want to touch it again.

If someone comes in at this time, you will find that the atmosphere in the small kitchen is very harmonious. One is sitting quietly, still like a lion, which cannot be ignored, and the other is busy, like a diligent hamster, which is unbearable. I want to poke around with my fingers, two people with completely different personalities, temperaments, and identities seem to have been together for a long time.

After entering the working state, Li Miaomiao ignored Mu Yaotian's enthusiastic gaze, and didn't realize until the dishes were served that there was such a big man beside him.

"General Mu, brother Mu, do you want to have dinner together?" It was just a polite remark, but Mu Yaotian agreed without saying a word.

Li Miaomiao went to knock on the door of Mu Xinqi's bedroom, and the two big boys sniffed as soon as the door opened, "It smells so good!"

"The rice is ready."

The two ran into the small kitchen, and saw steaming four dishes and one soup on the square table, but a person who shouldn't be sitting here had already started eating.

"Brother, why are you here?" Mu Xinqi asked in surprise.

Mu Yaotian thought for a while, and replied without changing his face: "Master Ding has asked for leave." Master Ding is the special chef of the Mu family.

"But I just-"

"Stop talking nonsense! Sit down and eat."

Cheng Yingjie had long been attracted by the dishes on the table. He pointed to the plate and said incoherently, "God, these dishes, meow, these dishes, really, really you made them?"

Li Miaomiao handed him a bowl of rice and smiled, "Well, eat it quickly, it's all home-cooked food, I'm afraid you are not used to it."

Mu Xinqi didn't have time to talk to his elder brother at this time. If the elder brother's speed was slower, he could only lick the basin. He picked up a piece of pig's trotter and said vaguely while chewing: "Well, it's delicious. , Meow, this is home-cooked food, I have never seen it before."

Cheng Yingjie's mouth was full, unable to speak, he could only stare at Miaomiao and nod, they all knew pig's trotters, chicken, shrimp, and scallops, but this cooking method was unheard of, and every dish was clean and refreshing , the color is translucent, just looking at it makes the index finger move, especially seafood, which is rarely eaten by everyone, because it always feels fishy, ​​but Miaomiao uses minced garlic to process it, which is so delicious that you can't wait to swallow your tongue.

"...in our house it's home cooking."

Cheng Yingjie finally swallowed the food, and sighed: "No wonder you keep saying that you can't get used to eating outside food, those are pig food!" I don't think it will hurt my stomach to eat at the same table with Mu Yaotian.

Cheng Yingjie's exaggerated tone made Li Miaomiao want to laugh. In a blink of an eye, Mu Yaotian took a spoon to scoop up the shrimps, and quickly blocked his hand to stop him. Mu Yaotian looked at the place where the two were stuck together. He moved his voice, but his eyes narrowed.

Cheng Yingjie was taken aback, "Meow, what are you doing?"

Mu Xinqi didn't expect that Li Miaomiao dared to touch his elder brother's hand, and the most important thing was that he actually did. It's amazing.

"No, Brother Mu." Miaomiao put down her hand and explained: "I squeezed a glass of orange juice for you just now, you can't eat shrimp right away, you can eat something else first." He put a piece of chicken thigh in Mu Yaotian bowl Here, Mu Yaotian is very satisfied, really virtuous.

For the four big men, this order was not enough. In the end, even the light vegetable soup was divided up. Fortunately, there was a large cage of beef buns to make up for it.

Mu Xinqi endured the heat, and stuffed five small buns in a row before feeling satisfied, "Meow, if you open a restaurant, you will definitely be hotter than that Mr. Xueqiu."

"Ah...really, thank you." Miaomiao lowered her head, rubbed the tip of her nose like a cover-up, didn't tell the truth, it's not that she didn't want to say it, but it felt silly to say it in such an atmosphere, but he was still very happy in his heart, After all, it was the first time to really cook for others, and a few people were so supportive.

Mu Yaotian glanced at him with great interest.

"Who did you learn this from? Oh, you said this is a home-cooked dish in your family, so you must have learned it from your elders?" Cheng Yingjie asked.

"Well, I have an uncle who is a chef, and I learned from him." Thinking of the master chef, I thought of other people, parents, Uncle Li, and Miaomiao felt a little sad.

"Then your uncle must be a senior chef, no, those so-called senior chefs are all in vain." Mu Xinqi's words were recognized by everyone, no comparison, no knowledge, a comparison, the difference between the superior and the inferior.

"He..." Miaomiao didn't know what to say, so she just said, "He may have passed away."

The combination of this word is a bit strange, he may have passed away, but everyone was attracted by his sad tone and didn't pay attention at all.

Soon, Mu Yaotian was rushed away. Before he left, he looked at Miaomiao and wanted to say something, but he was rushed to come, and there were so many idle people waiting, so he didn't say anything in the end. There is always a chance, and he has plenty of patience.

While sitting in the car, he was still thinking, Snowball?It really looks like a snowball...