Chapter 0396 a Table

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The next morning, when Ye Fan went downstairs, he saw Su Qingxue in the kitchen cooking with Aunt Jiang.

"Honey, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked over and asked curiously.

Su Qingxue gave him a sideways look, "Don't disturb me, I'm learning how to cook".

Ye Fan took a look, and saw that Su Qingxue was cutting ham sausage, and there were a few eggs along with it.

"You want scrambled eggs with ham sausage?" Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, this dish is really a bit silly.

"So what?" Su Qingxue said unconvinced: "Isn't it embarrassing to start simple?"

Ye Fan shook his head hurriedly, "How could it be, I think my wife will definitely taste delicious, I can't wait to try it."

"Glib, I fry it for myself, it's none of your business," Su Qingxue snorted.

Ye Fan giggled, it didn't matter, he enjoyed watching the woman chopping vegetables there.

Seeing Ye Fan standing at the door, Su Qingxue felt a little nervous for some reason, "What are you looking at? Get out!"

Ye Fan looked depressed, "You can't even look at it?"

"no!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to walk back to the dining table silently, waiting for the meal to be served.

Aunt Jiang came out quite happily, and said in a low voice, "Ye Fan, have you reconciled with the lady? It's really rare that the lady is willing to learn how to cook."

Ye Fan smiled quite complacently, "Aunt Jiang, I told you earlier that you don't have to worry, how can you see a rainbow without wind and rain, right?"

Aunt Jiang nodded, "Yeah, I'm relieved to see that you're all right. When the lady is done, even if it's not very delicious, don't tell me."

"Can a scrambled egg with ham sausage turn into flowers? No matter what, it tastes like that," Ye Fan said, waving his hand.

For such a basic dish, eggs are eggs, and ham sausages are ham sausages. No matter how they are fried, they have these two flavors. Ye Fan thinks that no matter how delicious it is, it will have the same taste.

After a few minutes, Su Qingxue came out with a plate of fried ham and eggs.

When Ye Fan saw the dishes on the table, he suddenly realized that he was "too naive"...

"Wife...why is this ham sausage black?" Ye Fan couldn't help but swallowed and asked.

Su Qingxue's face was cold, and she seemed to say calmly: "That pot was too hot, it burned the ham sausage, it was because it didn't live up to it, it turned black all of a sudden, what does it have to do with me?"

"Then...then why is there an eggshell in the egg?" Ye Fan blinked vigorously to confirm that he read it correctly.

Su Qingxue blushed slightly, "Eggs...Of course eggs have shells! Don't eggs have shells!?"

Ye Fan's face turned green, is this a problem! ?

But he didn't dare to refute. He picked up the chopsticks carefully and said, "Honey, did you put any salt?"

"Of course I let it go! Can you leave out the salt when cooking?! Are you stupid? Why are you asking so much!? If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it! It's not for you!" Su Qingxue said, almost angry Remove the plate.

Ye Fan hastily stretched out his hand to stop him, saying: "I'll eat! I'll eat! I want to try it! I like ham sausage and scrambled eggs the most!"

Ye Fan hurried down with his chopsticks, picked up some eggs and a few slices of ham, and stuffed them into his mouth.

As soon as the food was in his mouth, Ye Fan felt like being hit by an electric current in his mouth...

Then, Ye Fan fell silent.

Su Qingxue quietly paid attention to the man's expression, seeing that the man was silent, she couldn't help but said: "Just say it's unpalatable, anyway, it's my first time making it, and it's not ashamed."

Ye Fan still didn't dare to make a sound, swallowed hard, ate the food, and then grinned: "Of course it's not shameful, it's delicious."

Su Qingxue's eyes brightened, "Really?"

Ye Fan said confidently: "Of course, this taste is only made by your wife. I think it's so unique! I never thought that scrambled ham sausage with eggs can have such a sense of layering!"

"Actually, it's nothing. I just followed the recipes on the Internet and thought about how to do it myself." Su Qingxue gained confidence, picked up the chopsticks, and planned to have a taste herself.

But Ye Fan hurriedly snatched the plate over and said protectively, "You can't eat it!"

"Why!?" Su Qingxue said displeased: "Why can't I eat it?! Are you lying to me!? It doesn't taste good, right!?"

Ye Fan said solemnly: "I want to finish it alone, such a delicious thing, I will enjoy it alone!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan turned his head, with an expression of "seeing death as home", opened his mouth "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Su Qingxue was stunned, while Aunt Jiang beside her had an unbearable expression on her face.

After Ye Fan finished eating, he took a long, deep breath, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

He turned around, put down the plate, and said with a look of relief, "It's delicious, thank you wife."

"Is it really so delicious? Are you reincarnated from a starving ghost?" Su Qingxue asked in a good mood seeing the man's face as if he was about to become a fairy immediately.

"It's really delicious," Ye Fan said.

"Then tell me, I haven't tasted what kind of taste it is." Su Qingxue was very interested in her first cooking show.

Ye Fan pondered for a while, considered his words, and concluded his evaluation: "It feels very dreamy, and the taste is indescribable..."

Su Qingxue blinked and pouted, "Say it's like saying it for nothing, it's hard to put it into words, isn't it just that you can't tell what it tastes like?"

"Honey, because of this taste, it is no longer what I have tasted in the past, so I don't know how to describe it," Ye Fan added.

Su Qingxue said "um" lightly, she was very happy in her heart, she didn't show much on her face, she just pretended to ask casually: "Are you full, how about I cook another..."

Ye Fan felt that his soul was trembling, and he quickly refused: "No need!"

"Why? Didn't you say it was delicious?" Su Qingxue asked.

Ye Fan said earnestly: "My wife, if you eat a lot of delicious food, you don't need it. I think that once in a while, you can display your cooking skills. This is enough status and class. What do you think? You are not a street food seller. Box lunch, why should you win with quantity instead of quality!"

After hearing this, Su Qingxue felt that it made some sense, so she nodded and said: "Well, that's right... Maybe I just got enlightened suddenly, I used to think that I couldn't cook.

How about this, I will make it once a week in the future, and slowly accumulate some dishes. By the Chinese New Year next year, I guess I will be able to cook a large table of meals. "

Ye Fan's legs went limp, and he said with a stiff smile, "One...one table?"

"yes".

"A table...is all the dishes cooked by your wife?"

"Um".

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and wanted to say that we could go to a restaurant for the New Year's Eve dinner...but Ye Fan held back.