Chapter 18 Wen Lv and I
"Wow, it smells so good~"

She shrugged her nose, and her stomach began to growl at the scent.

"Teacher Sheng, come quickly!"

Yao Qing waved to Sheng Jiaojiao,

"The noodles made by Wen Lu are delicious!"

Several guests gathered around the kitchen, like children waiting to be fed, staring eagerly at Wen Xuyan who was busy on the stove.

Lin Shilan: "I didn't even plan to have dinner, but I just couldn't bear it anymore."

"Me too, I'm trying to control my weight, but I was defeated by Wenlu's cooking skills."

Yan Ying agreed.

"I don't accept what you say. I'm pretty good at cooking." Jian Weiran said, "Teacher Sheng knows that, right?"

In an instant, six pairs of eyes looked at Sheng Jiaojiao.

Wen Xuyan stirred the noodles and paused with his chopsticks.

"Compared with the chefs in the hotel, it's still almost boring."

Sheng Jiaojiao smiled and was very calm.

Anyway, everyone knew about the meal she had with Jian Weiran, so there was no need to hide it.

But speaking of Jian Weiran cooking for her, it was just that day that he used the hotel's kitchen to make a black pepper steak in order to express himself.

As for whether the taste is good or bad, she can't remember.

But to say that he is not as good as a chef in a hotel is correct.

But he didn't want her to say that she couldn't find any faults, so that someone would almost break the wooden chopsticks in his hand.

"That's right. My craftsmanship is good enough to make it taste good."

Pei Yueze tried to smooth things over and brought the topic back to the old affairs between the two.

"I know a little bit, home-cooked food is no problem."

Zuo Zhou, who spoke little, said, his eyes falling on Sheng Jiaojiao's face from time to time.

Yao Qing also added: "I can't cook, and I almost burned down the kitchen on my first try. So for the next month, I can only be a qualified foodie."

"What about our other female guests? If they can cook, they can work in teams of two. The so-called matching of men and women will make the work less tiring."

Yan Ying, who has always been generous and cheerful, is a little shy.

"Like Qingqing, I am a kitchen killer."

Lin Shilan said that she was just like Zuo Zhou, a little better at it.

Now, the topic turned to Sheng Jiaojiao.

Pei Yueze made a microphone shape with his hand and handed it to her, "Teacher Sheng, do you usually cook by yourself?"

"Occasionally, my friends are full of praise after eating the dishes I cook."

She has no modesty and tells the truth.

After Xu Linhua and Hong Yue came to her house for dinner, they have been thinking about coming over for dinner.

It's just that she is usually too busy and only has time when she is resting, but since it is a rare leisure time, she doesn't want to move anymore.

Therefore, they just had a meal.

"OK, how about we take one who is good and the other who is not or not very good?"

"can."

"It's all right."

Sheng Jiaojiao nodded and said she had no objection.

"Then Zuozhou will take Qingqing, and Weiran will take Yanying." Pei Yueze assigned them one by one, "Wenlu will take..."

"excuse me."

Wen Xuyan placed two bowls of noodles on the table between Pei Yueze and Zuo Zhou, then raised his eyes to look at Sheng Jiaojiao.

"I'm not good at cooking, I only know how to make noodles."

"Then Wen Lu and I, Teacher Pei and Shi Lan are successfully divided into groups. Let's start eating!"

Sheng Jiaojiao clapped her hands and was about to make the noodles.

She was starving.

"Wait."

Wen Xuyan stopped her hand and brought a new bowl from the stove, "This bowl is yours."

(End of this chapter)

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