Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 432 Wipe Her Sweat
Martial arts hall, back kitchen.

Liang Wenlian has already bought a lot of food and is busy cooking in the back kitchen.

Yao Huahua felt sorry, so she went to help.

There were originally two cooks in the martial arts hall, but their skills were naturally inferior to Liang Wenlian's. Seeing that they couldn't help, they went to chop firewood in the yard.

"Sister Huahua, don't move!" Seeing that Yao Huahua wanted to cut pumpkins, Liang Wenlian hurriedly stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Yao Huahua asked.

"Pumpkins can't be cut like this," Liang Wenlian said, and then took the knife from Yao Huahua's hand, and said, "When you fry pumpkins, you usually cut them into slices, right? Since I'm here, you can't follow the usual routine. Cut according to the style of the restaurant."

After that, she began to cut the pumpkin, and said while cutting, "This pumpkin should be made into a pumpkin cup for stewing soup."

A whole pumpkin was cut by Liang Wenlian, and a hole was opened in the middle. The pumpkin naan and meat were picked out, and then the pork bones were put in, and then put into the pot to stew in water.

Yao Huahua saw that this person did something strange, and was about to go to study, but Liang Wenlian said: "Sister Huahua, why don't you come and help light the fire, and just leave the cooking to me!"

Yao Huahua thought it was weird at the time, but she didn't think too much about it, so she sat down and lit the fire.

Liang Wenlian stood cutting vegetables, she looked down at Yao Huahua who was lighting the fire, feeling condescending.

In the kitchen of their restaurant, those who are in charge of lighting the fire are lowly cooks, and they have to obey the cook's orders in everything.

Liang Wenlian asked again: "Sister Huahua, did you often light fires at home?"

"Yeah, I can chop firewood too," Yao Huahua said with a smile.

She has always been like this with people, since she wants to make friends, she should be more sincere, say one thing, and say another thing.

Liang Wenlian said with a smile, "Don't think I'm a cook, but I'm actually not very good at lighting fires, let alone chopping firewood."

"Ah? That's it, but you should have someone in your kitchen who is responsible for lighting the fire. It's fine if someone does it. You don't need to do it," Yao Huahua said again.

"That's right, and I haven't cut firewood on the mountain, I just cook in restaurants, how to chop firewood? , unlike you who grew up in the countryside, doing these things seems to be natural," Liang Wenlian said with a strong sense of superiority.

Hearing these words, Yao Huahua felt uncomfortable.

She stopped talking, just smiled lightly.

……

Liang Wenlian made a pot of pumpkin bones, a salt-baked pork rib, steamed a fish, and finally fried a dish of garlic and cabbage. After serving it, Yao Huahua praised her for her good craftsmanship.

"Sister Wenlian, your cooking is at the level of a restaurant. If I have time some other day, I will definitely learn how to cook from you," Yao Huahua said sincerely.

She didn't know what Liang Wenlian was thinking, she only thought that Liang Wenlian really wanted to cook for them.

Liang Wenlian smiled and looked at Pei Baoshan again.

She didn't care about Yao Huahua's praise, but if Pei Baoshan said it was delicious, she would be very happy.

But when Pei Baoshan looked at the dishes on the table, he looked at Yao Huahua and said, "Hua'er, thank you for your hard work, look at you, you are sweating profusely."

Now in midsummer, Yao Huahua was in charge of lighting the fire, so it was inevitable that he would sweat profusely from the fire.

After speaking, Pei Baoshan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Yao Huahua's forehead and face.

(End of this chapter)