780 Chapter 11

There was no other way, Gao Wei could only explain the topic to them carefully, and after the lecture, he asked them to continue to do the questions, and found that they all did the same type very quickly.

Gao Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, these people, these people are bad students in the eyes of others, poor students.

Maybe, it's really not that bad.

A few people are doing the problem, and none of them are stupid at all, but they just don't want to study normally.

After they wrote here for more than an hour, Yue Qingyu called out to eat.

They ran over like wolves and tigers one by one. At first, they thought they would see something black at least, but when they saw the table, it was obviously just simple ingredients, but they were full of color, fragrance, and taste, no worse than those big restaurants at all. .

What's more, even those big hotels are not comparable.

"Qingyu, did you do all of this?"

Gao Cheng looked at the dishes on the table, such as fried pork slices with broccoli, steamed lion head, braised pork, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a pot of tomato and egg soup.

Between the nose and breath, there is the aroma of food.

"Yes, everyone, wash your hands, sit down and eat!"

Yue Qingyu nodded, and began to arrange the dishes.

After everyone washed their hands and sat down at the dining table, they still felt a little uneasy. The meal was actually made by the boss.

Since when did the boss become so virtuous and heart-warming? He's a perfect example of a housewife!

"If you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

Yue Qingyu picked up a chopstick of braised pork, put it in grandma's bowl, and gave them a white look.

At that moment, Zhao Junyan and the others moved their chopsticks one after another.

As soon as I took a bite, I felt that the deliciousness was slowly dissipating in the taste buds.

"It's really delicious!"

Gao Xi took a bite of the braised pork, which is often cooked by the mother in this family, but the fatty meat made by her mother is very fatty, and the thin part of the meat is hard to chew.

However, what Yue Qingyu made was not real, it simply had a melt-in-your-mouth taste.

It is fat but not greasy, and the lean meat will not feel thick. It is delicious and soft to eat. This feeling is really great.

Zhao Junyan and the others didn't have time to talk, and they all started to eat hungrily.

I'm afraid that if you say a word more, it's like eating a bite less.

It was like wind and clouds, all the dishes on the table were eaten, even the tomato and egg soup was drunk without a drop left.

"I haven't eaten so full for a long time!"

Zhao Junyan lay on the chair and took a deep breath.

"Yes, it's really delicious."

"After eating such a meal, I really feel that the previous meals were all for nothing."

You speak, I speak, and start talking.

Zhao Junyan suddenly felt something was wrong, and sat up suddenly, "Grandma, did the boss really do it?"

Grandma cheerfully said kindly, "Qingyu must have made it. It's not like you haven't eaten the dishes I made. I just told Qingyu how to cook these dishes, and she cooked them so deliciously! "

Grandma said that she was also honored.

My granddaughter cooks well, so I don't have to worry about getting married in the future.

"Boss, you are really a genius!"

As Zhao Junyan said, he looked at Yue Qingyu with incomparable admiration.

Yue Qingyu last night, when he was fighting with his bare hands, he could still vividly remember that scene, like a slide show, playing in his mind.