Chapter 882 Cooking!
"Don't you want to treat you to a meal? You don't want to go out with me. I just want to buy the same money for vegetables. It seems that I buy more vegetables. If I go to a restaurant, a thousand yuan may be enough for us to have a meal."
Su Mengya was still a little sad. Chen Feng rewarded her with 5,000 yuan, but she paid 1,000 yuan.
But this is not that Su Mengya is only willing to pay 1,000 yuan.
Su Mengya is really short of money.
Su Mengya basically didn't have much money in her hand for Ai, and most of the money was stored by herself.
After all, my legitimate job is an office worker, and part-time jobs are live broadcasts. Live broadcast can only bring you 1,000 yuan in profit per month. After all, it is difficult for me to take out 1,000 yuan for a meal.
"Okay, then I'll ask Chef Su Mengya to show off her cooking skills. I hope to make some food that will satisfy me at that time, otherwise I'll be a joke!"
Chen Feng said with a smile and couldn't help but make a few jokes. After hearing this, Su Mengya paused when she beat the eggs and looked shy. This guy knew to joke with him.
Su Mengya silently cut the vegetables and then started stir-frying. After a while, two dishes were stir-frying.
Chen Feng also helped him, washing vegetables and helping cut vegetables.
I have to say that Chen Feng's sword skills are quite good, comparable to Su Mengya. Of course, Su Mengya is a little better. After all, Su Mengya was already considered a little chef god in high school.
In a short while, a lot of dishes were ready.
Chen Feng smiled and served these dishes one by one, and enjoyed this kind of life. It seemed that this kind of life was pretty good.
The two of them have a more scent of fireworks when eating, and washing hands and making soup is more life-experienced than eating outside food.
"Wow, Su Mengya! When did you make corn rib soup, why didn't I see it?"
At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly smelled a refreshing fragrance.
When I looked up, I happened to see Su Mengya coming over with a pot of soup.
Seeing the fragrant corn rib soup in the basin, Chen Feng couldn't help but smile. This guy knew his taste.
Yes, that's right, Chen Feng has always liked to eat pork ribs, especially corn pork rib soup. He always thinks that corn and pork ribs are quite matched.
"Yes, I started making soup when I entered the kitchen just now. After all, it is a little slower to make soup, and the cooking is faster."
Su Mengya said with a smile, actually thinking about making egg custard in her heart, but Chen Feng doesn’t like egg custard very much. Chen Feng prefers to eat corn rib soup, which Su Mengya has always remembered.
In high school, I remembered this hobby.
Including several dishes on the table, Chen Feng’s favorite food, but Su Mengya didn’t say this, but Chen Feng’s heart was like a mirror.
After all, no matter how coincidental it is, it is not that many dishes I have cooked, they are all my favorites. It is obvious that Su Mengya remembered her preferences.
What a heart-wrenching girl!
"Okay, I'll serve you a bowl first. If it's not enough, you can weigh it yourself. Then remember to eat this braised shrimp. I think what I made should be more suitable for your taste."
Chapter completed!