Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again

Chapter 1096 Can You Eat It?
According to the recipe requirements in her memory, all the ingredients were washed once, those that should be cut into strips were ready to be cut into strips, those that should be cut into pieces were ready to be cut into pieces, and those that should be chopped were ready to be chopped.

The housekeeper looked at the girl who was busy in the kitchen, and couldn't help but walked into the kitchen and stood behind the girl.

Politely interrupted Ren Jiaoyang: "Miss Ren, why don't you let them help you? With so many dishes, how long will you be busy alone?"

Ren Jiaoyang originally wanted to do it herself, from the very beginning of washing and cutting the vegetables to the final serving of them on the plate, she did it all by herself.

However, time does not allow her to complete it by herself. After a short consideration, she finally compromised: "It's okay."

He glanced at the ingredients on the whole cooking table again, feeling a sense of helplessness with more than enough energy, and seemed to say helplessly: "Then ask them to help me with these, all according to this method." According to the requirements above, cut it up and make a spare, thank you!"

With that said, Ren Jiaoyang put her on the counter, and handed the recipe that he had just printed out to the butler.

Seeing the butler staring at the cookbook in his hand with a dazed and astonished expression, he asked uneasy, "Can you really do it? If not, I'd better do it myself."

The butler was so shocked that it wasn't that Ren Jiaoyang asked him to do this, but that Ren Jiaoyang obviously didn't know how to cook and stir-fry, so why did he insist on letting himself prepare a table of dishes?

The butler roughly glanced at the recipe catalog in his hand, even for the simplest stir-fried potato shreds, Ren Jiaoyang had downloaded the recipe, and prepared all the ingredients according to the above recipe.

The housekeeper felt deeply in his heart whether the table of dishes that Ren Jiaoyang had cooked at that time could be eaten, or in a more kind and polite way, whether he could swallow it.

However, even though the housekeeper thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say so, and could only express his meaning in a more tactful way: "Miss Ren, I don't think it's too early now, I'm worried that you will be alone. It's too late, why don't you go to the living room and sit and have a rest."

"Let them come in to help you. I promise you will follow your menu and complete your desired dinner with quality and quantity. How about it?"

Ren Jiaoyang looked at the butler with a displeased face, pouted his mouth, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by that? Don't you believe that I can do it myself?"

The housekeeper quickly denied it and said: "No, no, Miss Ren, I definitely didn't mean that, I just wanted to say, it's getting late now, I think you can't do it alone, so I wanted to ask them Come here to help you, save you too much hard work."

Ren Jiaoyang looked at the butler half-believingly. Although he doubted what the butler said in his heart, it was indeed getting late, and he was too lazy to argue with the butler.

He raised his chin at the menu again, and urged in a hasty tone: "You also said that it's getting late, so hurry up and ask them to prepare all these. I'll start frying the first dish now."

"In this way, let's cooperate with each other. I believe that before Si Yiyang returns home, I should be able to serve all the dishes on the table."

The housekeeper looked at Ren Jiaoyang's already decided attitude, and knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless.

(End of this chapter)