"One pound of Chaotian pepper, two pounds of brown sugar, and another spoonful of water. Do you remember? The pumpkin is boiled, add flour, pour all the prepared chili, salt and sugar in advance, mix it, and make it into a big dumpling, then squeeze it into a cake shape, and then put it in the steamer for ten minutes, and then it can be boiled."

After saying that, Mu Qiao continued to write the dishes he liked on the dish.

Ye Haimei had already picked up the notes and took down the footsteps that Mu Qiao had just said, but why did she feel something was wrong!

"Isn't the pumpkin cake sweet? Why do you need salt?" Ye Haimei's family is relatively wealthy. Her father is the leader, but her mother is a businessman and has made some money.

All the housework at home is done by the aunt, and even her mother doesn't do it by herself, so she doesn't know anything about cooking skills.

"It's because pumpkins are sweet. Isn't second brother not very sweet? Then add some salt to cover up the sweetness." Mu Qiao's legs overlapped, and the pen squirted, and the blank writing menu was filled with her.

She raised her eyebrows with satisfaction, then looked up at Ye Haimei: "I have watched my grandma make it, and I have made pumpkin cakes myself. Don't you trust me anymore?"

"Of course not, then I'll try it?" Ye Haimei asked with a smile, holding the paper of the pumpkin pie guide.

Mu Qiao waved his hand and said, "If you do it yourself, then my colleagues in my second brother's army will definitely be envious of me."

Ye Haimei was praised and she floated up. Yes, if she could make it, she would often make pumpkin pie for him in the future.

The aunt at home often said that if you want to keep a man’s heart, you have to tie the man’s stomach first. It seems that she has learned cooking skills.

"Okay, I'll borrow the kitchen."

"Okay, let me know if it doesn't work."

Ye Haimei has already gone to the kitchen.

Mu Qiao looked up at her back, and her red lips curled up a gloomy smile.

A man who dares to swear her must have the awareness of being "made up".

"Boss, I'll order it and make it as fast as possible."

"Oh, girl, I ordered so much today, but it's all expensive." The boss's wife looked at the menu, and her eyes almost popped out.

Mu Qiao pointed to the bag next to him and said, "Boss, my friend treats you today. Her father is the leader of the group, and her mother has opened a travel company. Don't worry, you can afford it."

The boss lady laughed and said, "I'm joking, I'm not worried that you can't afford to eat. That's right, can you finish this method?"

"Don't do it all, the other three points will be made in three days for me to eat, and she will give it to me." If you don't eat a meal on you, that's so sorry for the humiliation you used to me in your previous life.

The proprietress wiped her sweat.

She seemed to re-examine the girl's character. She had made food in her shop before, and she praised her for being pretty.

"Boss, don't look at me like this. I'm just for your business. Otherwise, why do I order double portions? It's because you usually make me eat white and fat." Mu Qiao patted his belly a few times.

The boss lady was immediately amused, and the trace of doubt in her heart suddenly disappeared: "Okay, aunt asked the kitchen to make it quickly."

The two of them smiled happily.

More than ten minutes passed and the dishes came one after another.

Mu Qiao picked up the chopsticks and started to move with a look of enjoyment.

I have been eating fast food these days and I almost didn’t have malnutrition.

After eating a bell, Ye Haimei finally came out, and of course, Qiao Tingyu also came.
Chapter completed!