Chapter 339 Two Big Idiots (1)

Song Xiaofei asked another question: "Hua Xiangrong, have you ever thought about it? The two of us, we can't eat out every day, or eat instant noodles?"

Hua Xiangrong glanced at him: "So what?"

Song Xiaofei said: "Eating these every day, how can you be nutritious? Hua Xiangrong, why don't you learn how to cook?"

Hua Xiangrong was not convinced: "Why must I learn? Why don't you learn?"

Song Xiaofei was confident: "Because I am a man, how can a man cook?"

Hua Xiangrong was furious, and she said: "Who has the words engraved on his forehead saying that men are not allowed to cook? Isn't Wang Qiang a man? Isn't he a cook in your house? Isn't Xuan Ziteng a man? Doesn't he like cooking? Why can others go to the kitchen, but you can't?"

Song Xiaofei blinked his eyes, knowing that he was wrong, he forcefully said: "I don't like to go to the kitchen."

Hua Xiangrong is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, she confronted him tit for tat: "I don't like to go to the kitchen either."

Song Xiaofei hummed: "Hua Xiangrong, are you still a woman?"

Hua Xiangrong also "hmph", without showing any weakness: "Song Xiaofei, are you still a man?"

Song Xiaofei blinked his eyes again, nothing to do.He couldn't convince Hua Xiangrong, a cow who was stronger than him.Song Xiaofei thought and thought, and thought and thought, so he forced himself to take a step back, "Hua Xiangrong, for the sake of fairness, why don't we both learn to cook? This way you won't suffer, and I won't suffer either."

This is almost the same, Hua Xiangrong agreed: "Yes, good."

The two came out after eating the boxed lunch of roasted duck legs, and went to the bookstore hand in hand. After searching for a long time, the two finally picked out a large stack of cookbooks, including Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Hunan cuisine, and Western food. .The salesperson who collected the money looked at them curiously. This pair of handsome men and beautiful women didn't seem to be running a restaurant. Finally, she couldn't help it, and she asked curiously: "You two are studying cooking, and you want to write Thesis?"

Hua Xiangrong smiled grinningly: "It's not studying cooking, it's learning cooking."

After leaving the bookstore, the two went to the supermarket and bought a lot of vegetables.Back at the rental house, Hua Xiangrong was in the kitchen, taking a Cantonese cooking book.

(End of this chapter)

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