Chapter 132
But Song Mu is a well-known wood, he still couldn't believe it, and said: "I have to see you make it with my own eyes, so I can rest assured."

Song Qiange understands, after all, whether the whole family's heads can stay on their necks is a fatal matter, and it is understandable to be cautious.

So she said, "Okay, everyone, follow me to the kitchen, and I'll make it for you in person."

Song Qiange chose to make the dish that is easiest to understand the taste - soup.

Drinking a sip of soup, full of meaty taste, absolutely shocked them.

While cooking, Song Qiange explained: "When cutting cabbage, it should be cut horizontally, so that it is easy to taste. Before the tofu is cooked in the pan, coat it with egg liquid and fry until both sides are golden. Heat the pan with oil, put the prepared vegetables and garlic Put it in and stir fry for a while, then pour in hot water."

She pretended to heat the water in the pot, but in fact her index finger was close to the spoon, and with a thought, the broth in the space flowed down the handle of the pot into the spoon.

It's just that everyone saw it, Song Qiange filled a pot with hot water and put it into the pot.

After the fire simmered for a while, Song Qiange said it was ready.

Do it in front of everyone, and eat it right away, there is really no way to doubt her.

When everyone still tasted the meat, they couldn't help but sincerely admire Song Qiange's craftsmanship.

It turns out that cabbage tofu can still make such a taste, so what kind of meat should I buy? Cabbage tofu is enough.

Jiang asked: "Little sister, I haven't seen you do it before."

Song Qiange still used the same rhetoric: "I just figured it out for the national funeral. I used to be able to eat meat, but I didn't think about it."

Everyone nodded and understood.

Song Lin tapped his folding fan on the palm of his hand and said, "I understand. No wonder you want to open a restaurant. With this skill, why don't you worry about not coming?"

Everyone was shocked again, and couldn't help asking: "Little sister, do you want to open a restaurant?"

The old lady Song has always had no attitude. She wished that Song Qiange really let go of the meat so that she could report her.When Song Qiange is captured by the government, Song Meimei can marry into the General's Mansion.

Now when she heard that Song Qiange was going to open a restaurant, she was excited.

"What?! No! Absolutely not!"

Only then did everyone turn their attention to Mrs. Song. Song Qiange thought it was funny, and it had nothing to do with her.

But ignoring her grandmother is not good, leaving a bad impression on her mother-in-law Zheng Shi for a while.

Song Qiange held Mrs. Song's hand with a smile and asked, "Grandma, why can't you?"

The old lady Song was startled. When did Song Qiange smile so sweetly at her? For a moment, she almost mistook her for Song Meimei.

She coughed and said, "How much does it cost to open a restaurant, it's not enough for you to spoil it, no."

Mrs. Song is the most senior person here, so it's not good for everyone to refute immediately, Mrs. Zheng greeted: "Let's go eat, and the soup made by Qian Ge will also be served."

The group walked back to the lobby, Song Qiange pulled Qin Boyi, deliberately lagging behind by a few steps.

Seeing that no one saw them, she winked mischievously at Qin Boyi, and said to him in a low voice: "You have to help me, and when I earn money, I'll cook something delicious for you."

Qin Boyi raised his eyebrows slightly, if he didn't help her, would she not do it for him?

With the old lady Song around, Song Qiange could only ask Qin Boyi for help, because the old lady would not buy it from anyone except Qin Boyi.

When they started eating again, there was an endless stream of admiration at the dinner table, making Song Qiange's face blush.

(End of this chapter)

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