my korean savage wife

Chapter 13 I'm A Stupid In Her Eyes?

I boiled half a pot of hot water, put some mustard in it, and prepared to crack a few eggs to make an egg mustard soup, and use the leftover rice in the refrigerator at noon to satisfy my hunger.

"Hey, are you going to eat this?" Yin Shanmei suddenly appeared from behind me, almost dropping the egg in my hand to the ground.

I gave her a white look: "You are amazing ~ you come to cook!" I angrily stuffed the egg in her hand.

She looked at me with a grin, as if dissatisfied with my attitude, put the egg in her hand heavily on the kitchen countertop, and said, "Bring me the recipe!"

hey-hey!I want to see what she can do!I handed her the recipe and stood aside gloating.

"Bring the tofu, and the chicken." She flipped through the menu and said to me behind me.

She really thought she was capable! ~I took the chicken and tofu out of the refrigerator and put them in front of her.

"Pound the chicken into mince with the back of a knife, put a little water to dissolve it, and remove the chicken tendons..." She muttered softly, took down the cutting board and knife, and put the chicken on the cutting board. These actions Presentable, seems to be full of confidence.I snorted disdainfully behind her.

She turned around suddenly, put a sharp kitchen knife on my neck, her eyes showed murderous intent.I rolled my eyes, looked at the glaring knife on my neck, and didn't dare to breathe. At this time, even if I was joking, I might lose my life.

"Go, smash the chicken!" She put the knife in my hand and pushed me in front of the cutting board.I knew that her right hand was injured and she couldn't use a knife, so I didn't bother with her and followed the recipe.

"Use the back of a knife!" She reminded, then put the tofu in a bowl, broke it with chopsticks, smashed a few eggs on the table, let the egg yolk flow into the bowl, mixed with the tofu, the color seemed to be not bad.

She opened the pot of hot water and said, "Put the meat in." I put the chicken in as I said, and I was still a little dubious about her decision.

A few minutes later, she poured the egg yolk tofu from the bowl into the pot, then immediately turned off the gas stove, and put some salt, monosodium glutamate and pepper into the pot.

Yin Shanmei took out a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and handed it to my mouth: "Take a sip!"

Although I was a little unconvinced, judging by the smell, it seemed that the taste should be good. I took a tentative taste and confirmed my thoughts just now.

"How is it?" she asked me expectantly.

I blinked my eyes: "So-so, not good." I don't want her to get too carried away.

"Then pour it." After she finished speaking, she lifted the pot and was about to pour a pot of fragrant tofu and chicken soup into the pool.

I hurriedly stopped and grabbed her hand: "This soup is not particularly bad, don't waste it."

"If it doesn't taste good, throw it away!" She insisted on throwing away the soup.

Seeing that the delicious soup was about to go to waste, I was reluctant to give up: "This soup tastes good, if you don't believe me, try it." I took the opportunity to grab the pot and put the soup into a sea bowl.

Seeing that I finally told the truth, Yin Shanmei glanced at me: "You are a dead duck!"

"What do you mean?" I asked her puzzled.

"The whole body is rotten, only the mouth is stubborn!"

When she said that, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yin Shanmei put her finger on my head: "Why are you laughing?! Take the soup outside and bring in the beef from the refrigerator!"

I put the soup on the dining table in the small living room, handed the beef to Yin Shanmei, and asked, "What dish to cook?"

She looked at the menu and said without looking back: "Boiled beef."

I leaned my head closer to look at the recipe: "Cut the beef ribs into 4 cm long, 2.2 cm wide, and 0.2 cm thick slices; cut garlic sprouts and celery into 10 cm long sections, and cut the lettuce tips into slices; put a little oil in a hot pan , Fry the seedless dried chilies and Chinese prickly ash in the pot for a while, shovel them up and chop them on the cutting board; put the frying pan on the fire, add mixed oil to heat up, add garlic sprouts, celery, lettuce tips, stir-fry raw and add salt , put the pan on the bottom; then put the wok on high heat, heat the mixed oil until it is [-]% hot, put the Pixian Douban and sauté until fragrant, add minced ginger and minced garlic, sauté until fragrant, mix with the broth and boil to taste, Beat off the coarse residue, add Sichuan salt and soy sauce and stir-fry well; use salt and wet starch for the beef slices, shake them evenly, put them in the pot, and gently spread them with chopsticks. On top, sprinkle the chopped chili and Chinese prickly ash on top, and then pour over the mixed oil that has been heated to [-]% heat and serve.”

I frowned: "It seems very complicated..."

"If you admit that you are an idiot, you can report to me." Yoon Sun Mi interrupted my complaint.

I looked at her a bit annoyed, but she was glued to the menu and paid no attention to me.Through her long vertical hair, you can vaguely see her perfect side face, and you can see her focused expression. For a moment, I think she is a little cute.

Probably finally figured out this lengthy text, she suddenly raised her head and said to me: "You just need to cut the beef and vegetables." Then she handed the knife into my hand.

According to her instructions, I cut the vegetables and beef into standard shapes, and lined them up neatly on the cutting board.For the first time, I even felt that cooking is also a kind of fun.

"Pour in the chili." She opened the pot, and a burst of hot oil rose up, making my eyes sour.

I turned my head, closed my eyes and poured the chili into the pot.

Probably because it was poured too quickly, the hot pepper mixed with hot oil slipped out of the pot and fell on Yin Shanmei's clothes and hands.

I was terrified, and hurriedly took Yin Shanmei to the bathroom, and turned on the cold water to rinse her hands.

I gently asked her: "Are you okay?" She looked timid and full of apology.

"You idiot!" She pushed me hard.I knew it was my rough hands and feet that hurt her this time, and I was at fault, so I kept quiet.

"Don't go to the kitchen yet! The pot is on fire!" She pushed me again.

I just realized it, and rushed to the kitchen, only to see a billowing flame rising from the oil pan, and the whole kitchen was full of thick smoke.

Yoon Sun Mi ran into the kitchen from behind me, turned off the gas stove against the thick smoke, covered the pot, and immediately opened the kitchen window.The smoke gradually dissipated, but luckily nothing was burned.She looked at me reproachfully, and I hung my head like a child who had made a mistake.

"Wash the pot!" Yin Shanmei ordered, pointing at the pot that was blackened by the fire.

I took a deep breath, had to swallow it, and went into the kitchen to fetch the pot.

"Forget it, let's eat first." Yin Shanmei walked out of the kitchen, took out the bowls and chopsticks, and softened her tone.

There was only one "egg yolk, tofu and chicken soup" in the center of the table. Neither of us spoke, and we ate a dinner in silence.

It could have been a pleasant dinner, did I fail Yoon Sunmi's good intentions...

While washing the pot, I secretly repented.

(End of this chapter)