Chapter 200

"Big brother——"

Pei Zian's pair of Kazilan eyes widened to the maximum, his cheeks bulged, like an annoyed pufferfish.

"How are you going to compensate me? This is the fried fish I made. Do you know how bad the food I eat in Beijing is?"

"I finally fried some fish to improve the food, but now it's all on the ground."

As she spoke, she put down the plate in her hand and squatted on the ground to pick up the fried fish.

Her eyes were full of reluctance and a little mist, as if she was extremely aggrieved.

"It's a pity that it hasn't been re-fried yet. There is still a lot of oil on the surface, and it has been covered with sand..."

Her tone was full of regret. If it wasn't covered with sand, it could be picked up and eaten if it fell on the ground.

"Uh..."

Shen Wuming was also a little embarrassed. He knew Pei Zian's temper very well, and everything was easy to say.

The only difference was the food!

The world is big, but eating is the most important.

Especially as she just said, the food has been too bad recently, so the status of this plate of fish can be imagined.

"Okay, okay!"

Shen Wuming walked forward and rubbed her soft long hair into a chicken coop, "I will teach you two dishes later!"

"But how long will it take to prepare?" Pei Zian pouted, but his eyes flashed a cunning.

"But I'm hungry now, alas, pity me..."

"Stop."

Shen Wuming raised his palm to block what she was about to say next, "I'll make it for you now!"

"What do you want to eat? Can I make it now? Don't nag in my ear."

Pei Zian was overjoyed and turned around and threw himself into his arms, "I know, big brother is the best."

During Shen Wuming's escort to Beijing, the relationship between the two seemed to be unconsciously pulled very close.

Even holding hands, touching heads, etc., seemed to be accustomed to it, and both of them acquiesced.

But she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, which was beyond Shen Wuming's expectation, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

Especially, although this girl has a lolita face, she is exactly the same as Yan Juru, no exaggeration.

Even compared with Cao Zhuyu, she is not necessarily inferior, at most her waist is a little plumper.

After all, she is still a little girl, and she likes to eat.

Naturally, her waist can't be as slender as Cao Zhuyu, and her hips are a little thinner.

But the bulging collar is the only thing, whether visually or tactile, it is not inferior to Cao Zhuyu.

Even better!

If it's not unexpected, Cao Zhuyu should be D, and this little girl is probably D+.

"Gudong!"

Shen Wuming swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and a trace of uncontrollable throbbing flashed in his eyes.

He has a say in this, after all, she is tightly pressed against his chest, intuitively elastic.

Especially when he rushed over just now, Pei Zian didn't hold back his strength, relying on the bulging collar to absorb the shock.

"Okay, get up quickly."

Shen Wuming patted her subconsciously, and when his palm fell, he felt a plump and elasticity.

He immediately reacted. This damn hand actually patted her buttocks directly.

"Damn it!"

Shen Wuming cursed inwardly, but at this time he could only pretend that he had not noticed it and urged her to get up quickly.

"Well..."

Pei Zian snorted with an unclear meaning, stood up obediently, and his face flushed slightly.

"You clean up the floor, I'll help you cook, let me see if there is anything else in the kitchen?"

Shen Wuming said as he walked to the vegetable area on the side, where there were many fresh fruits and vegetables.

The meat area next to it also had beef and mutton, as well as a lot of fish and the like.

After all, the Dali Temple is a court in the capital, and the conditions of the canteen are still good.

Especially in cold weather, even meat is kept very fresh, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Do you want my help?"

Cao Zhuyu also walked in at this time. She had just seen the intimate scene between Shen Wuming and Pei Zian.

But she saw through it but didn't say it.

Just like the existence of the little fox, although Cao Zhuyu is a little stupid, her IQ is in place.

How could she not know about the affair?

It's just that Cao Zhuyu chose to turn a blind eye to the things in the middle, after all, she is a third party!

If there are two more women, it's nothing more than expanding her team.

"Help me wash the vegetables!"

Shen Wuming turned around and smiled, pointing to the vegetables next to him, and his own was fried and fried with chili.

"My benefactor, what should I do?"

The little fox also jumped over, with a fragrance that made people's hearts itch.

Especially she didn't know how to avoid suspicion, and was very close to Shen Wuming, her head was almost touching his face.

Shen Wuming retreated tactically, "Help me light the fire, medium heat is good, be sure to keep it steady, don't let it fluctuate!"

"Okay."

The little fox agreed happily, and the smile on his face seemed to be about to flow out.

Two incense sticks later.

A large iron pot has been set up in the courtyard of the Dali Temple, and a wooden rack is placed next to it.

The wooden rack is full of vegetables, all cleaned, but not heated, all deep.

Beef rolls, mutton rolls, small yellow croaker, lotus root slices, pea tips, small cabbage...

And the pot on the iron rack is boiling, filled with a pot of red soup.

You can see with the naked eye that a dense layer of big red peppers floats on the surface of the soup, the aroma is fragrant, and the heat is spreading.

"It smells so good, how do you eat it?"

Pei Zian sat on the right side of Shen Wuming, staring at the pot on the shelf with burning eyes.

He licked his lips and asked.

"The food we eat today is called hot pot. You can eat whatever you want on the spot!"

Shen Wuming said as he threw a few slices of beef rolls in.

These beef rolls are 99% of the operations of Hou's Hot Pot Restaurant, and they have some technical content.

First, cut the fat and lean beef into slices, and then roll it into a long roll with lotus leaves.

Freeze it with magic power, and then cut it with a knife to form small rolls.

As the beef rolls unfolded in the pot, the color turned slightly white, and Shen Wuming quickly fished them out.

"Try it!"

Shen Wuming put two slices in Pei Zian's dipping sauce bowl, "You must eat it with the dipping sauce, that's comfortable."

"Why?"

Pei Zian picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, his mouth was trembling from the heat.

But he still swallowed it raw, and then asked in confusion.

"Wouldn't it be delicious if you eat it directly? The soup has flavor."

"So you were burned." Shen Wuming put a few more slices into Cao Zhuyu's bowl, rolled his eyes, and replied.

"The dipping sauce is not only for seasoning, but also for cooling down, so that it won't be so hot when you eat it."

"You little fool!"

"Hehehe." Pei Zian laughed twice, his hands kept moving, and he started throwing various dishes into the pot.

The majestic Dali Temple, which seemed like hell, was filled with the smell of fireworks today.

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