Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

What does he take him for?International top chef?He actually ordered blindly, he hadn't even heard of the rejuvenation of dead wood, and then, as soon as Ximen Mingyue told him, he understood that it was definitely a legendary dish—even if it was an international chef, It may not be possible to make it.

"Are those two in the kitchen?" Zhang Qian asked curiously.

"Yes!" Mo Qingyi raised his head and smiled, and said, "Mr. Xia was so angry that he was on the verge of stabbing someone with a knife. He was purely making trouble."

"Sir, let me write this!" Zhang Yuechan pointed to the homework book he had laid out on the table.

"Eh?" Mo Qingyi was stunned, looking at Zhang Yuechan in confusion.

"Miss Baolian and I are from the same department, so I am familiar with this subject." Zhang Yuechan smiled, "Don't worry."

"Oh...Okay!" Mo Qingyi stood up with a smile, gave up his seat to Zhang Yuechan, and said, "I really don't study history, so I can't write this stuff."

Zhang Yuechan nodded, and said with a smile: "I can see it!" After saying that, he walked to the sofa on the side, finished it, directly took the newspaper on the coffee table, and slowly flipped through it.

Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Yuechan, and thought to herself: "This person is really cute."

At this moment, footsteps were heard from upstairs. Duanmu Baolian was wearing a royal blue glittering silver dress, her long hair was pulled up, and she came downstairs.

"Baolian." The kitchen door opened, and Feng Tang shouted excitedly, "I know how to distinguish soup from salt."

When Duanmu Baolian heard the words, she couldn't help laughing, she couldn't figure out why Ximen Mingyue had such a bad taste, when she arrived at Jinmeifang, seeing Xia Ying was busy preparing dinner, she immediately pulled Feng Tang Go over and help.

However, Fengtang is a breed that can't even tell the difference between soup and salt. He would rather starve to death than cook by himself. Xia Ying asked him to take a plate, but he took a good blue and white It was smashed.

Then, I don’t know what trick Ximen Mingyue used to get Feng Tang to agree to scramble an egg—but, under Xia Ying’s guidance, that young master Feng waited for the oil in the pot to boil and beat the egg. Going down, he turned pale with fright, turned and ran.

Duanmu Baolian felt that she almost burned the kitchen down, at least a little more reliable than Feng Tang, so she went upstairs to change her clothes, not going to watch, but watching, Feng Tang was just making a joke.

"I knew the difference between sugar and salt a long time ago." Ximen Mingyue also came out, and said with her head raised.

"Baolian, my Boss Baolian..." Xia Ying came out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and shouted, "I beg you, let those two young masters who can't tell the difference between sugar and salt , don't get in the way of my work."

"Mr. Xia, you can't say that." Ximen Mingyue said dissatisfied, "Although I don't know how to cook, I have at least hundreds of lost ancient menu recipes in my hand. I can say that any one of them is enough. Make you famous all over the world."

"Forget about the rejuvenation of your dead wood." Xia Ying shook his head, thinking about the rejuvenation of the dead wood that Ximen Mingyue just said, if he took time to think about it and tried hundreds of times, he might have a chance of success, but right now, he I don't think I'm a genius and can be successful.

"The rejuvenation of dead wood is really common." Ximen Mingyue said, "Of course, if you were asked to do it, you would naturally not be able to do it, but with Xiao Tang helping you, you can get it done in minutes."