Chapter 845: Long

Bai Zhi was speechless. Is that the only thing on this man's mind? She put down her chopsticks. She had already eaten so much and could no longer be presumptuous. "Don't tempt me anymore. I want to win the Best Actress Grand Slam."

"Is this difficult?" Lu Juefeng looked at Bai Zhi, "Even if you are fat, I can let the company arrange roles based on your body shape."

Arranging roles based on body shape, Bai Zhi thought of Fei Jie from City X. Although she was a very famous veteran actress with a good reputation, she was said to be a high-quality product produced by Fei Jie. But thinking about herself becoming like that, Bai Zhi couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it, let her be a beautiful pork rib essence.

"No, you can give up food, but you can't lose your body shape." Bai Zhi shook her head and said, "A very famous senior said that life lies in not eating and exercising. You must live to be old and be beautiful."

"You should indeed exercise more." There was a dark light in Lu Juefeng's eyes, "From now on, I will eat as much as you want, and then we will do some exercise together."

"Eat some more goose intestines?" Lu Juefeng calmly put the blanched goose intestines into the oil dish of Angelica dahurica, "When Xiao Ai was watching food videos, I heard from the side that goose intestines should be served seven times a day. Eight times.”

After saying that, Lu Juefeng picked up another goose intestine, put it in the pot and quickly tossed it up and down, then put it in his bowl.

"That's not the case." Bai Zhi couldn't help but remind her, "It can't be so fast. At least you have to let the goose intestines stay in the pot for a second."

In this way, while the two of them were studying the authentic way to eat hot pot, you cooked a belly for me, and I cooked a mutton roll for you, and unknowingly ate most of the ingredients on the table.

"It's so sinful." Bai Zhi looked at the empty plates on the table and thought about how many hungry meals it would take to make up for it.

"I ate most of them." Lu Juefeng comforted Bai Zhi and said, "I won't get fat."

Bai Zhi couldn't help but roll her eyes at Lu Juefeng, the culprit, could it be that she had gained weight and he could help her lose weight?

As if thinking of what Bai Zhi was saying, Lu Juefeng smiled meaningfully: "More exercise in a while."

Bai Zhi: "..."

Bai Zhi hurriedly pulled Lu Juefeng up, pushed him out of the restaurant, and said, "Our Chef Lu has been busy for so long and is tired. You go and rest quickly, and leave the rest to me."

"If you want to use your hands, you have to slap the hand cream advertisement." Lu Juefeng refused.

"You can't gain weight even after eating hot pot, but you can still wash your hands after washing the dishes?" Bai Zhi didn't give Lu Juefeng a chance, and continued, "Back in France, my hands were swollen like that, and I wouldn't go hunting in the mountains for you every day. Make chicken soup, look, isn’t the skin and tender meat restored now?”

Lu Juefeng was speechless by Bai Zhi's words. Seeing that Bai Zhi insisted on cleaning up by himself, he had no choice but to leave.

Seeing Lu Juefeng walk away, Bai Zhi turned around, looked at the mess on the table in front of her, rolled up her sleeves, and started taking care of it in an orderly manner.

First, she sorts and packs the uneaten fresh ingredients and puts them in the refrigerator. She never likes waste and never throws away any usable ingredients. As long as she is willing, she can turn anything that others think is useless. Waste becomes treasure.

For example, she can make the uneaten fat beef rolls and enoki mushrooms into delicious sour beef soup, and the half plate of duck intestines and lettuce, she can also make them into Maoxuewang.

When I was abroad with Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai, Bai Zhi would try her best to make whatever Xiao Ai wanted to eat. What's more, now that the ingredients are complete here, we can make many delicious dishes in the coming days. It would be a waste. Pity.

Of course, if Lu Juefeng came to clean up, you can imagine that he would definitely throw them all into the trash can.

Bai Zhi shook her head. After putting away the ingredients, she moved all the dishes, chopsticks and spoons to the kitchen and started washing them.

There is an automatic dishwasher in the kitchen. You only need to rinse the residue in the dishes with clean water and put them in the automatic dishwasher.

She quickly rinsed the dishes, cleared out all the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and put them into the automatic dishwasher along with the dishes.

After clearing the table, Bai Zhi placed all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the stove neatly.

A Chinese cookbook attracted Bai Zhi's attention.

No wonder Lu Juefeng's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds and are comparable to those of a master chef. It turns out that he can also study recipes.

Thinking of the serious Lu Juefeng flipping through the recipes, Bai Zhi found it funny. The contrast was too...cute.

A smile spread across her eyes and brows, and she curiously picked up the recipe and flipped through it.

On every page of the recipe, there are notes written by Lu Juefeng with a black pen. Some of her favorite dishes were specially marked with a red pen by Lu Juefeng.

Lu Juefeng clearly marked what dishes should be done at how cooked, how much chili pepper should be added, the amount of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and her usual preferences.

At the back of some soup-making tutorials and porridge-making encyclopedias, Lu Juefeng used a red pen to record what to eat when, what to eat in which season, and even what soup and porridge to drink before menstruation and after menstruation. Lu Juefeng recorded everything. Clearly.

Bai Zhi looked at the recipe and Lu Juefeng's vigorous handwriting, and her eyes turned red unknowingly.

She carefully put away the cookbook and placed it on the dry countertop. She resisted the urge to cry and continued to tidy up every corner of the kitchen.

After cleaning the stove and chopping board, Bai Zhi stood by the sink and cleaned the dishwasher towel in her hand.

Lu Juefeng stood quietly at the door with a cup of coffee and looked at the woman scrubbing by the sink, with a strong tenderness in his eyes.

A year ago, in Bishui Qingyuan, he had also stood at the door with a coffee cup and watched her busy in the kitchen.

At that time, there was always a layer between them, but now... he would never allow her to leave him again.

Thinking of this, Lu Juefeng couldn't help but walk forward, put down the coffee cup, and hugged Bai Zhi from behind.

"Which country do you like?" Lu Juefeng hugged Bai Zhi, who was about to stand unsteadily, and whispered in her ear, "Let's go now and take Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai with us."

"No." Bai Zhi came back to her senses from the short happiness. She tried hard to suppress her pounding heart, and suppressed the impulse to agree to Lu Juefeng and run away with him. She calmly met Lu Juefeng's focused eyes, "We can't just leave like this. It's too irresponsible to do so."