The most favored of the wealthy: the black-bellied chief is busy chasing his wife

Chapter 673 The Warm Picture

"You must have read it wrong. The president is worth hundreds of billions. How could he come to the store to buy things in person? He should go to high-end clubs and restaurants with a few stars."

"That's right too..."

The women's words reached Gong Qianxia's ears, she frowned slightly, and was very troubled in her heart: "It seems that you have a lot of gossip news, I don't know which starlet Mr. Yan has gotten close to recently Well, looking forward to it?"

"Except for yesterday's banquet incident, I've kept myself clean, and who I hung out with last night, don't you know best?"

Yan Chaomu raised his eyebrows and said ambiguous words, which made Gong Qianxia blush. How could he say such ambiguous words here? If someone else heard it, would she have to dig a hole in the ground to choose ingredients? .

After quickly picking out the ingredients, they quickly left the hypermarket and returned to their villa, only to find that there was no one there, and Lan Chuchu had already left.

Gong Qianxia felt very strange: "Where did everyone in the villa go?"

"It is estimated that something has gone out, so today we can live in the world of two people."

Yan Chaomu put all the ingredients he bought back into the kitchen, and took out a large bag of flour from it: "How do you turn this into dumplings?"

"Roll the dough."

Sometimes Gong Qianxia really felt sorry for this man. He was born in a wealthy family, and he was born with clothes, hands, food, and mouth, so it is normal to be completely ignorant of these things.

She dumped the flour on the cutting board, poured some water, and started kneading the dough.

Yan Chaomu's childlike innocence sprouted, imitating Gong Qianxia's appearance, took out another cutting board, and started kneading the dough. I don't know if it was because of too much water or because of the flour, but the dough became soft, like It was glue that stuck his hands together, and there was no way to separate them.

Yan Chaomu looked at Gong Qianxia helplessly, hoping that she could help him complete the complicated movements.

Gong Qianxia pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, she knew at a glance that too much water was added, so she sprinkled some flour on it, and after knowing that it was no longer sticky, she continued to work on it.

After the woman reconciled, she made the rest of the preparations and handed the rolling pin to Yan Zhaomu: "You start making dumpling wrappers now, and I'll chop the meat stuffing."

The man looked at the blender on the glazed table, and was puzzled again: "There are tools at home, why do you still use a knife, you are not afraid of hurting yourself."

Gong Qianxia glanced at the shiny kitchen knife, and waved it in the air: "It takes a knife to chop the minced meat to be delicious, but don't worry, I will take care of myself, and you should take care of yourself too." Bar."

The woman chopped up the minced meat easily, but when she saw that Yan Zhaomu was destroying the result she just made, she started to have a headache. They just bought such a handful of flour, and they couldn't let him treat all the dough as The plasticine is played away.

She immediately walked to Yan Chaomu's side, snatched back the rolling pin from his hand, and made all the remaining dough into dumpling wrappers.

Gong Qianxia put down the rolling pin, looked at Yan Chaomu helplessly with her hips on her hips, although he looked at it curiously and seriously, but she didn't know anything, she handed a dumpling wrapper into his hands: "You know how to make dumplings. "

Seeing the man frowning and shaking his head, Gong Qianxia almost fell down, and she put another dumpling wrapper into her hands: "Okay, then, I will teach you how to make dumplings, you have to study hard."

This sentence was addressed to Yan Chaomu, the majestic president of the Yan Group, who has a lot of important business information in his hands, but is an idiot in life, and today's Gong Qianxia can be regarded as admiring him.

Fortunately, Yan Chaomu is also an open-minded and studious person, he will not take this sarcastic remark to heart.He started to learn how to make dumplings with Gong Qianxia very seriously, but this kind of dumpling making also requires talent, after a while she finished making a dumpling, and she began to check his results.

When she saw the dumplings made by Yan Chaomu, she burst out laughing, and even squeezed the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Yan Chaomu, are you dumplings? Why do you look so much like a rabbit."

Yan Chaomu was very stubborn. He stopped his waist and put the dumplings in his hands: "This is my innovation. I can make dumplings into rabbits, which proves that my hands are very dexterous. I made it for you. Do you like it?"

Even the nannies understood the meaning of Gong Qianxia's words. He looked at the pitiful Yan Chaomu with his deep eyes, and decided not to hurt his self-esteem, so he told a lie against his will for the first time. : "If this is a dumpling, it will be a failure, but if it is a rabbit, I really like it."

Suddenly a black line appeared on Yan Chaomu's forehead, it doesn't matter if it's a rabbit or a dumpling, as long as it can be eaten, it's fine!

Gong Qianxia laughed loudly, looking at Yan Chaomu's so-called dumplings, the corners of her mouth curled into a gentle arc: "Fortunately, I won't hit you this time, after all, it's your first time, people are not sages..."

She took a look at the two dumplings that had just been made, and one of them failed. If this continues, they probably won't even be able to have dinner the next morning.

Yan Chaomu wanted to continue studying, but Gong Qianxia had already taken away all the dumplings in his hand, "Okay, you go sit outside for a while, we can eat the cooked dumplings after we finish making them. "

"kindness."

Because he was not familiar with it, Yan Chaomu's interest was a little hot for 3 minutes, so he washed his hands and turned to leave the kitchen.

After Gong Qianxia finished making the dumplings quickly, she put all the dumplings in the pot and cooked them. After a while, she brought all the hot dumplings to the dining table.

"The dumplings are ready, everyone come and eat."

When Gong Qianxia turned her head, she suddenly noticed the abnormality on Yan Chaomu's cheek, and burst out laughing.

The man stepped forward curiously and wiped his face: "Is there anything on it?"

"Yan Chaomu, why are you still acting like a child?"

What she said made Monk Zhang Er confused for a while, he took a photo in the bathroom of the bathroom, only to find that at some point, there were some white spots on his cheeks rendered by flour.

He wiped the white line with water before returning to the dining room, and found that everyone had already started. Today's meal was completed under the auspices of Gong Qianxia, ​​but he didn't know how it tasted.

"Why don't you wait for me." He was a little depressed, Gong Qianxia and the others were already eating, but he, the host...

"This bowl is served for you by my wife. Hurry up and eat it, sir. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

Yan Chaomu picked up the bowl and tasted it slowly, the umami taste spread in his mouth all of a sudden, his eyes were full of surprise: "I never thought your craftsmanship is so good, if I can eat the dumplings you made every day, then But I'm honored."

(End of this chapter)