Cannon fodder is a rebellious person, licking his lips just to save his life

This little episode did not affect their New Year celebrations. Because of this incident, their New Year celebration team became larger, with the addition of Xiang Yujie.

Before we even started eating, An Qiutong and Feng Yuan showed up.

An Shaohui was not at home for the New Year, which resulted in all the adults in the family focusing their attention on An Qiutong. The elders took turns persuading her to get married early, but she couldn't stand it and ran away.

As for Feng Yuan, it was the same. His family elders urged him to get married and find a girlfriend, but he couldn't resist and slipped away here to relax.

Knowing the reason why the two of them came here, Xiang Yujie joked, "In that case, you two might as well get together and help each other."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room looked at Feng Yuan and An Qiutong. They stared at each other, their expressions seeming to be thinking about Xiang Yujie's suggestion.

The two looked at each other for several seconds, and finally couldn't bear to look away, with disgust for each other in their eyes.

Forget it, forget it. We have watched each other grow up, and they know exactly what the other was like before.

If the two of them could really get along, they would have done so before.

The others were amused by the way both of them looked disdainful of each other.

After the laughter, everyone sat down in the restaurant. Looking at the table full of dishes, An Qiutong exclaimed, "Brother, did you make all this?"

"We made part of it, and the chef made the rest." An Shaohui answered honestly.

There was a huge table full of food, with several large dishes, and the few hours they had were definitely not enough for the two of them.

Bai Yi pointed at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried corn, spicy spareribs, and boiled shrimp on the table, "You two made these dishes, right?"

Her tone was firm.

Xie Wenli gave her a thumbs up and said, "You are so smart. You guessed it right the first time."

Feng Yuan's eyes moved quickly, and with a teasing smile on his face, he asked Bai Yi, "Guess which of these four dishes was made by Xie Wenli and which one was made by An Shaohui?"

"Xiao Ke, do you want to guess which dishes your brother Shaohui made?"

Zhao Xiaoke said: "After Bai Yi guessed Mr. Xie's dishes, the rest was made by Brother Shaohui."

There is nothing wrong with this answer, but how do you know that Bai Yi’s guess is correct?

"Xiao Ke, do you believe Bai Yi, or do you not know which dish An Shaohui cooked?" Feng Yuan continued to stir up trouble.

Zhao Xiaoke answered very honestly, "I believe Bai Yi."

"What if Bai Yi is wrong?"

"If you are wrong, you can give each of us a red envelope of 500 yuan."

"Okay... Hey? No, why are you wrong? I should give you red envelopes?"

Feng Yuan reacted quickly, it was a close call, he almost got tricked.

"The question you asked is whether not to send red envelopes is sending red envelopes," Xie Wenli said.

"Yes, you let them guess, so you will definitely give a red envelope."

Several others agreed.

Bai Yi nodded, "If you agree, I'll guess."

He originally wanted to cheat others but ended up cheating himself. Feng Yuan was happy. He asked Bai Yi with interest, "Five hundred is five hundred. What if you guessed right?"

"If I guessed it right, should you give me a red envelope?"

"Since we both guessed correctly, of course you should give us red envelopes," Bai Yi said as a matter of course, "If we guessed correctly, then you should give Xiao Ke and me a red envelope of one thousand each."

Xie Wenli applauded, "I agree."

Zhao Xiaoke: "It's appropriate."

The other three nodded in agreement. It was all right. Feng Yuan: ... I am the only one you have been tricked by.

"Okay, guess. If you guess right, I'll give you a red envelope of 1,000 yuan. If you guess wrong, I'll give you a red envelope of 500 yuan. Xie Wenli will send it on WeChat."

Bai Yi and others: "Tsk~"

The matter of the red envelope was settled, and Bai Yi began to guess which of the four dishes were made by Xie Wenli.

"First of all, this boiled shrimp was not made by Xie Wenli. He is allergic to seafood and won't eat it."

Moreover, there were not many seafood dishes on the table. The others were all complicated dishes. Only this blanched shrimp was simple to prepare and it was the dish that Zhao Xiaokeai ate, so this dish must have been made by An Shaohui.

Xie Wenli's eyes are filled with happiness. See, Bai Yi understands him.

Feng Yuan disagreed with this view. "Although he is allergic to seafood, you don't seem to be allergic. He can cook it for you."

"No, because I never taught him how to make boiled shrimps," said Bai Yi.

Xie Wenli nodded in agreement.

The dishes he can cook were all taught by Bai Yi, and they are all dishes that they both like to eat.

He couldn't eat seafood, so Bai Yi naturally didn't teach him how to cook it.

This explanation made Feng Yuan eat a lot of dog food. He nodded reluctantly, "Okay, then who will cook the remaining three dishes?"

Bai Yi: “He made the fried corn and spicy spareribs.”

Feng Yuan asked again, "How did you guess these two?"

"Because the ribs were burnt and too much water was added to the corn."

Xie Wenli's proud little expression suddenly froze.

Spicy spare ribs is Bai Yi's favorite dish, and fried fruit corn is also one of her favorite dishes, especially the latter one, which is a very easy dish to stir-fry, but Xie Wenli often fails to control the heat and likes to add water to it.

So Bai Yi could recognize at a glance that the fried corn was made by him.

The spareribs were burnt, but the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were cooked very well, which shows that these two dishes were not made by the same person.

An Shaohui gave Bai Yi an affirmative look, "You are amazing, you guessed all of them correctly."

An Shaohui originally wanted to cook more than just these two dishes. Firstly, he arrived too late, and secondly, Xie Wenli had been tinkering around in the house for quite a while before he arrived, wasting a lot of ingredients, so he could only cook two dishes that Zhao Xiaoke relatively liked.

Xie Wenli touched his nose embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, I originally cooked a few dishes."

But all the other dishes turned out to be failures, so in the end only these two were left.

Bai Yi patted his shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, you did a good job, just practice more and study more in the future."

Fortunately, they knew to order food at the restaurant and didn't try to make them eat only the dishes they made themselves. Otherwise, this New Year's Eve dinner would have been even more miserable.

Being praised by her, Xie Wenli smiled happily, "Well, I will cook three meals a day from now on, and practice more to become a master as soon as possible."

From now on, the responsibility of cooking in their kitchen will be handed over to him.

Bai Yi: “Come on!”

"come on!"

"Okay, stop refueling and eat quickly. The food is getting cold."

Xiang Yujie sighed, unable to bear watching. She picked up the drink in front of her and said, "Come on, everyone, let's have a drink first. Happy New Year."

Everyone raised their glasses together, "Happy New Year!" (End of this chapter)