BOSS's cute little shou

It was not until Feng Shaohui's car was out of sight that Wu Bin turned around.He turned around happily at first, but he didn't want to see Mr. Feng standing behind him.

"Ah, grandpa!" Wu Bin stopped quickly and honestly.

"Well, Shaohui is gone!" Mr. Feng coughed and said.

"Yes!" Wu Bin said with his head down.

"Can you cook?"

"Ah!" Wu Bin had a short-circuited brain, and then he realized that Mr. Feng was asking if he knew how to cook.With the idea of ​​pleasing the old man, and thinking that he also learned some simple dishes from Lin Xiaoyang, he quickly replied: "Yes!"

"Well, then go make breakfast!" After leaving these words, Mr. Feng walked towards the park ahead.

Wu Bin looked at Mr. Feng's handsome back and was a little stunned, but don't tell him that the daughter-in-law of the Feng family must know how to cook!

Isn't it just cooking!No matter how simple the meal is, I still know how to do it, so I entered the courtyard arrogantly.Seeing Wu Bin, Aunt Wang called out, "Young Master!"

"Ah, Aunt Wang!" Wu Bin responded.

"The kitchen is here, young master, come with me! The old man eats porridge and pickles for breakfast, and he will buy some steamed buns and fried dough sticks when he comes back." Aunt Wang chattered about the eating habits of old man Feng.Wu Bin also listened carefully.

Aunt Wang led Wu Bin into the kitchen, and after telling Wu Bin where the ingredients to be used were, she said that a neighbor here had a married son, and she was going to help. learn to do.

Wu Bin kept nodding to Aunt Wang. It was not until Aunt Wang left that he looked at the kitchen. Then, he was a little stunned when he saw the kitchen utensils in the kitchen.

Wu Bin looked at the large cooking pot under him, and then at the pot-washing object hanging on the wall, he held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand it. What is the object tied up, forgive him for not distinguishing the five grains!

I looked at the cupboard again, and there were some tableware, knives and spoons in it.There is also a layer of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea on the top of the bowls and chopsticks.He opened the cabinet below again, and there was a generation of rice, noodles, and yellow millet.

Wu Bin clapped his hands, as if he had everything, and he, a clever woman, was the only one who did it!

I brushed the pot again with a pot brush before adding water. After covering the pot, I looked at the stove and saw how the fire should start!

Thinking that I saw firewood next to the kitchen, I went out to have a look, and if there was, I took some firewood and carried it into the kitchen. At this time, I was worried again. This firewood seemed to be It can't be lit with a match, what should I do about this!

I went to look at the place where the firewood was placed, and it seemed that there were smaller wooden sticks like disposable chopsticks, so I took some, and then I saw a bundle of straw, so I took some and held them in my hand.

Wu Bin first lit the straw with a match and put it into the stove. Seeing that the straw was burning, he quickly threw a small wooden stick, and then saw that the small wooden stick was also burning, and put the firewood again. Seeing the firewood seemed to be ignited, I wiped the sweat off my forehead happily, and then excitedly started to add more firewood, thinking, after all, I am quite smart!

Unfortunately, before he was happy for a while, he saw that the fire in the stove was slowly dimming. Wu Bin was a little puzzled, and looked at the firewood in the stove, and there were still a lot of firewood that hadn't been ignited.

Seeing the small flame in the stove jumping like a thin woman, Wu Bin was afraid that the fire would go out, so he quickly blew with his mouth, and then Wu Bin extinguished the small flame with one mouthful.Then, there was the choking smoke coming out of the stove.

Wu Bin ran out of the kitchen, looked at the smoke wafting from the kitchen, thought for a while, then went to get a handful of straws, and then added a handful of straws into it, just as he was about to light the fire with a match. Seeing the straw in the stove suddenly ignited, and because Wu Bin was too close, his face was a little hot from the heat of the straw, but Wu Bin was quite happy to see the straw ignited, Originally, I wanted to square firewood, but after seeing the straw burnt out, the fire went out again.

Wu Bin looked at the smoke and was a little discouraged, but the old man had to do the task of cooking. Wu Bin decided to light the fire again, and then he immediately wanted to get the straw.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Aunt Wang rushing over, saw Wu Bin, and hurriedly asked, "Why are you making such a big smoke!"

"Well, the fire is not easy to ignite." Wu Bin said angrily.

Aunt Wang walked in with smoke, and when she came out again, she looked at Wu Bin and said, "You have filled too much firewood, and it has already ignited. You can call me!"

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Wu Bin said gratefully.

"Okay, I'm going to help too!"

After seeing Aunt Wang off, Wu Bin walked into the kitchen, saw the bright flames burning in the stove, and couldn't help laughing.

After the water in the pot boiled, Wu Bin looked at the ashes on the bottom of the pot on his fingers, added a piece of firewood, then washed his hands, took a spoonful of rice, and then filtered it with water. Once, it was put into the pot.

At this time, Wu Bin put the burnt firewood into the stove again, and then brought some firewood in, and then looked at the jar in the corner. I remembered that Aunt Wang said that this earthenware jar was Put pickled pickles, open it and have a look, it really is!

He took out a pickle, washed it again, and then put it on the chopping board to start cutting the pickle.

But fortunately, although he doesn't know how to cook in the past, his knife skills are not bad, and the pickles are cut to a uniform thickness. I found a small basin, and then put the seasoning in the water again, and mixed it with chopsticks.

After finishing the small pickles, Wu Bin looked at the stove again. The firewood had already burned to the end, so he hurriedly found a pile of firewood and pushed the nearly burnt firewood towards the stove, and then stuffed in a few more The firewood is the one who opened the lid of the pot and looked at the porridge in the pot.

After Wu Bin cooked the porridge, he saw the old man walking to the door of the kitchen with some steamed buns in his hand. Wu Bin shyly called out to Grandpa, and the old man just asked, "Is the rice ready?"

"Okay, grandpa!" Wu Bin replied courteously.

"Then bring it to the kitchen, let's eat!" Mr. Feng said, and left.Wu Bin looked at Mr. Feng, and suddenly felt that Mr. Feng was quite cute!