On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

The man in a suit and leather shoes picked out the eggs in the grid, and there was a trolley beside him. There were a lot of fresh vegetables in the cart. Gan Meiya, who was standing beside him, picked up an egg, followed the man's action and shook it. She still didn't understand why, she pursed her mouth, put the egg back to its original place, and glanced at the man beside her from the corner of her eye.

After a few glances, Gan Meiya came to a conclusion that no matter what a man is doing, as long as he is serious, he looks good.

"Let's go." Sakakitaro said in a low voice.

"Eh? It's alright?" Seeing that Sakakitaro gently placed the fresh-keeping bag containing the eggs on top of the vegetables, Ganmeimei quickly grabbed the handlebar of the trolley, and before she could push it, Sakakitaro rushed over On the side, she could only obediently follow behind.

"What else do you want to eat?" Sakaki Taro asked, looking back at Gan Meiya.

"I want to drink yogurt." Gan Meiya thought for a while and replied.

"I'll do it for you."

"Huh? You can also make yogurt?"

"There is a yogurt machine at home."

"What can't you do?"

Facing Gan Meimei who looked at him with admiration, Sakaki Taro coughed unnaturally, cleared his throat: "I don't know how to make desserts."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm not particularly interested in desserts." Gan Meiya nodded when she heard the words, and just as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that what she said was inappropriate, she immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, and a touch of red gradually crept up. On the pinna, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Sakaki Taro, seeing that there was nothing unusual in his expression, she stuck out her tongue lightly, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The slightly raised corners of Sakakitaro's mouth revealed his mood at the moment.

After weighing the fruits, vegetables and meat, Sakaki Taro stopped by the shelf where the daily necessities were placed, looked back at the dry meimei, coughed again, and asked, "Do you...do you have anything else to buy?"

Gan Meiya was taken aback for a moment, then understood what Sakakitaro said, she pursed her lips and shook her head, "No."

"You really don't need it?"

"real."

"...Okay." Sakaki Taro pushed the cart and continued to walk forward. After a while, he said, "If there is no more, next time... I will buy it for you."

Gan Meiya paused, and she stared at the man's back in a daze. Although it was not wide, she felt very secure. She pursed her lips, and a smile gradually appeared on her lips.

"What's the matter?" Seemingly aware that the familiar figure was gone, the man stopped again, looked back at the woman who was standing not far away and looked at him with a silly smile, was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Yes?" Is there anything else to buy?"

"No." Gan Meiya shook her head, and ran to Sakaki Taro with small steps, reaching out to hold his arm, "Let's go, let's go home. I'm hungry."

"Okay." Sakaki Taro nodded slightly, his eyes sinking slightly.

The two walked to the checkout area, and after a short queue, it was their turn.Gan Meiya placed the items in the trolley one by one on the cashier counter, only to hear an exclamation: "Oh, it's you." She looked up, and saw the cashier girl's eyes fell on the man behind her , she turned her head, and Sakakitaro nodded slightly at the cashier girl, without saying a word.

"Are you here to buy vegetables with your wife this time?" The cashier girl picked up the things on the front and passed the code scanning machine, looked up at Gan Meiya, and said with a smile, "Miss, your husband is very kind. There are very few men who come to buy sanitary pads, and every time I am in super pain, my boyfriend refuses to go out and buy those things for me."

Hearing the complaint from the cashier girl, Gan Meiya couldn't help but think of the situation at that time, glanced at Sakaki Taro who looked a little embarrassed, smiled with her lips pursed, and didn't speak.

"Wow, you are so rich tonight. Thank you for your patronage. The total is 6000 yuan." After counting all the things, the cashier girl reported a number, took the money from Sakaki Taro, and said casually, "Miss, Your cooking must be delicious, so your husband will accompany you to buy vegetables."

Although I don't quite understand why there is a causal relationship between these two sentences, Gan Miya couldn't help but blush at what the cashier girl said. She looked at Sakaki Taro who was smiling and said nothing, and said, "He I'm in charge of cooking, I'm in charge of eating and washing dishes."

"..." The cashier girl was slightly taken aback, and the hand that swiped the card paused for three seconds, then continued her work, and said with a smile, "You are so lucky to have such a considerate husband, your husband must love you very much. Unlike my man My friend, I am responsible for cooking every time, and he is responsible for eating and washing dishes, and he often dislikes the food I cook for being bad."

Gan Meiya smiled lightly and said, "Although you complain in your mouth, you should also feel happy in your heart."

"Yes. Everyone has their own happiness." The cashier girl handed the □ to Sakaki Taro, and asked him to confirm the correct signature on the list, and swiftly put all the things they bought into two bags by category. , and then handed it to Sakaki Taro.

Sakaki Taro thanked her, took the bag, and Gan Meiya reached out to take one, but saw Sakaki Taro leaving the cashier quickly, Gan Meiya pursed her lips, nodded to the cashier girl, and followed.

The two left the mall and the car drove out of the parking lot.

Gan Meiya rubbed her seat belt with her hands, looked out the window, the sky had already darkened.

"I won't dislike you." The man's magnetic voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ah?" Gan Meiya didn't react for a while, she turned her head and stared blankly at the man's profile.

"I said, I won't dislike your bad cooking, I will cook for you for the rest of my life." Sakaki Taro said in a deep voice without looking back.

"...Mmm." After a while, Gan Meiya responded softly, she lowered her head and looked at the ring on her left middle finger.

In fact, it seems good to marry him.

Two people, standing in the big and somewhat outrageous kitchen, were busy.

Gan Meiya rolled up her long hair and stood in front of the cooking table, holding a bowl in one hand and an egg beater in the other, constantly stirring the egg liquid in the bowl, the white egg white and yellow egg yolk gradually melted In order to be one, she turned her head to look at the man beside her who was busy cutting vegetables, raised the knife in her hand, the blade collided with the cutting board, and the ingredients showed the size he needed.

"What's the matter?" Sakaki Taro asked, glancing up at Kanmiya.

"It's nothing, I'm calculating the area of ​​my psychological shadow." Gan Meiya pursed her mouth, lowered her head and continued to stir the egg liquid.

Hearing this, Sakaki Taro just smiled, did not speak, bowed his head and continued cutting vegetables.

Gan Meiya picked up a stream of egg liquid with an egg beater, nodded in satisfaction, and asked, "Taro, what do you want to add to the egg liquid?"

"A little salt, a little starch." The man replied without raising his head. He suddenly remembered something, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, straightened up, and watched as he dug a spoonful of salt from the salt shaker and put a little bit of salt on it with his little finger. Tasting the dried sprouts in his mouth, he asked, "Have you beaten the eggs so quickly?" Based on his knowledge of her cooking skills, this speed was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Hmm. Do you want to check it?" From the experience of using granulated sugar as salt last time, Gan Meiya learned the lesson this time. She licked her fingers, and after confirming that the taste was correct, she put it on the cooking table Handed over the bowl, and asked with a smile.

Sakaki Taro reached out to take the bowl, picked up a wisp of egg liquid, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "It's not bad."

"Of course." Gan Meiya said proudly, "When I was a child, I hated eating egg yolks the most. In order for me to eat them, my mother asked my father to break up the eggs before putting them in every time I made eggs. In order not to make them tired, I practiced the unique skill of beating eggs with one hand, which can be said to be a professional egg beating for 30 years."

"You don't like egg yolks? Why didn't I hear you say that before?" Sakaki Taro was slightly taken aback.

"At that time, we didn't know each other very well, so we didn't feel too embarrassed to ask too much." Gan Miya Asakaki Taro stuck out her tongue.

Hearing this reason, Sakakitaro couldn't laugh or cry at once, he arched his fingers and lightly pressed a shudder on Gan Meiya's forehead, pursed his lips and smiled, "Uncle and aunt love you very much."

"Yeah, it hurts me very much. My mother gave birth to me when she was almost 40 years old. She is definitely an old woman." Gan Meiya nodded, sighed softly, with infinite melancholy in her voice, "Oh, old man and The old lady has been gone for 14 years." She took the bowl in Sakaki Taro's hand, sprinkled a few grains of salt and a little starch into the bowl, picked up the whisk and continued stirring.

Sakaki Taro was taken aback again, looked down at the vegetables on the cutting board, remained silent for a moment, and continued to pick up the kitchen knife.

"My mother's cooking is very delicious, but it's a pity I didn't inherit it." After mixing the dried sprouts, he put the bowl on the cooking table, "Is there anything else I can do."

"Take out the leftovers from the refrigerator and disperse them," Sakaki Taro said.

"Okay." Gan Meiya walked towards the refrigerator.

Sakaki Taro raised his head and looked at the figure standing in front of the refrigerator, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, evoking a nice arc.

Gan Meiya took out the leftovers, closed the refrigerator door, turned around, and met Sakaki Taro's eyes, she frowned and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"If you like cooking, I'll teach you in the future." Sakaki Taro said with a straight face.

Gan Meiya was taken aback when she heard the words, then smiled and said, "Okay! Now teach me how to make omelet rice."

Sakaki Taro also smiled, took off the apron hanging behind the kitchen door, and handed one of them to Kanmei. He shook the apron, put it on, tied it up, and turned to look at Kanmei who had also tied up the apron. Ya said in a deep voice, "Then shall we begin?"

"Yes." Gan Meiya puffed out her chest and replied loudly.

The man took out two pans, cleaned them, and dried them on the stove. One was turned on a low heat, and the other was poured with olive oil. When the pan was slightly hot, the diced vegetables were put into the pan one by one, and the slender Holding the wooden spatula with his fingers, he was frying in the pot. The aroma gradually permeated the whole kitchen. The man stretched out his hand to the dried sprouts, and she quickly handed over the scattered rice, and poured the white rice into the pot , soon stained the color of vegetable juice, Gan Meiya couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Sakaki Taro glanced at Gan Meimei, took out the fried rice and put it aside for later use, Gan Meimei subconsciously licked her lips.

The man turned up the heat under the spare pan on the other side, put a little oil, poured the egg liquid evenly and slowly, and spread it into a circle. When she took the bowl of fried rice, she saw Gan Meiya staring at her intently. She held a spoon in her hand, and a few grains of rice were stuck on the spoon. The fried rice that was originally like a hill now had a hole in it.

Seeing being discovered, Gan Meiya hurriedly carried the spoon behind her back, lowered her eyes, tightly pursed her mouth, and did not speak.

Sakaki Taro took the fried rice pretending not to see it, poured half of it on one side of the golden egg skin, slightly turned the wrist holding the wooden spatula, covered the egg skin on the other side, and gently pressed it with the spatula. Press it, take it out of the pot, put it on a plate, pour tomato sauce on it, pick it up, and hand it to the dried sprouts.

Gan Meiya, who had just swallowed that mouthful of rice, raised her head and looked at the omelet rice in front of her, which was golden and bright red, giving people a warm feeling. She couldn't wait to pick up a spoon and dig a spoonful into her mouth. The fried rice was delicious. The tenderness of the egg skin and the sourness of the tomato sauce made her squint her eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing Gan Meiya's eating appearance, Sakaki Taro was instantly satisfied.

"Excellent." Gan Meiya swallowed the rice in her mouth, stretched out her thumb and praised, and did not forget to take a spoonful and put it to Sakakitaro's mouth, "Taste it yourself."

Sakakitaro couldn't help being taken aback by the omelet rice brought to his mouth. After a while, he opened his mouth to put the rice in his mouth, only to hear the little woman say, "It tastes like my mother."

"Cough..." The rice was in his mouth, neither swallowed nor spit out, Sakaki Taro looked at the little woman who lowered her head and continued to dig rice into his mouth with that spoon, with a helpless smile on his face.

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