You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 569 Show Your Skills 1
When they walked to the vegetable area, An Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

An Nuan didn't know many vegetables, and even fewer could name them. She didn't know what vegetables to buy, so she just bought a few vegetables that she still knew.

After buying vegetables, she went to buy some pork, and An Nuan went back home.

As soon as she got home, An Nuan began to put on airs and prepare to cook.

An Nuan first looked up the recipe on the Internet, and after reading a rough idea, she cooked it herself.

When washing the broccoli, An Nuan didn't know how to wash it. It felt like such a big broccoli was densely packed, and there was no place for water to get in.

After washing for a long time, An Nuan realized that the broccoli had to be broken open and washed, right?
Aren't they all in small pieces when you eat them?Thinking of this, she was really going to cry stupidly by herself.

After confirming that all the dishes were so-so and washed, An Nuan started to cook.

Turning on the fire, An Nuan held the oil pot and didn't know how much oil should be put in, and finally poured some randomly, thinking that it was almost over.

She remembered that the cooking oil had to be heated in the pan before putting the vegetables in, so she waited for a while.

As a result, when she put the vegetables down, the oily stars splashed in all directions, scaring her to jump three steps away.

"Scared me to death." An Nuan was so scared, afraid that the oil would splash on her face, what would happen if it disfigured her.

Although it didn't splash on her face, An Nuan still got a little splash on her hands, she didn't feel it at first, but later she felt pain.

But right now she can't take care of so much, she still has to cook.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, An Nuan finally prepared three dishes and one soup. As for the taste, whoever eats it will know.

After cooking, An Nuan suddenly realized that she hadn't cooked yet, so she hurriedly washed the rice for cooking.

"How much water do I need to put?" An Nuan scratched her head, not sure how much water was needed, so she just put it in according to her own feeling, I don't know if it's too much or too little, anyway, as long as the rice is cooked in the end.

Rong Jing came back quite early at noon, and he came just as the rice in the rice cooker was dancing, which was a coincidence.

When she heard the door opening outside, An Nuan rushed over and opened the door.

"Brother Jing, you're back." An Nuan looked at him with a smile, not to mention how bright the smile on his face was.

Rong Jingzi froze at the door for a moment, then smiled.

An Nuan took the compromise and replaced it with Rong Jing, then took his hand and walked inside.

"Brother Jing, I cooked. You can eat it later. It must be delicious." Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, Rong Jing will eventually answer that it is delicious.

"You cook?" Rong Jing was very surprised, "You did it yourself?"

You know, An Nuan is a real young lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers. Not to mention cooking, she seldom washes the dishes.

"Why, don't you believe it?" An Nuan felt that she was despised, and wanted to prove herself even more, "Look for yourself, I really made these myself, they are delicious."

After seeing the dishes on the table, Rong Jing really believed in An Nuan's cooking.

To be honest, the dishes on the table didn't look very good, and the colors were weird. I don't know what seasoning she put on them.

But when he thought that An Nuan made it himself, Rong Jing thought that even if arsenic was added, he would have to bite the bullet and eat it.

(End of this chapter)