"What's your specialty? Well, twice-cooked pork...but this time it's a little burnt, so you'd better eat the other two..."

Wu Aiqing didn't seem to notice Zhang Yang's embarrassment at all. She pointed at the plate of things that she had fried so hard that it was hard to tell which piece was meat and which was cabbage and she said happily to Zhang Yang.

"Uh...I, I still eat twice-cooked pork..."

Zhang Yang sweated profusely in his heart. Those who are good at it are all hyped up like this. Those who are not good at it are going to kill people. Hey, it’s better not to do it and eat this burnt meat first...

"Is it tasty?…"

Wu Aiqing saw Zhang Yang put a piece of meat into his mouth, she blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhang Yang expectantly and asked.

Zhang Yang really doesn't know how to describe this feeling. In fact, although the taste of the twice-cooked pork is not very good, it is still decent... If there are not those burnt places, it is actually acceptable. But... he used

He wiped the charcoal around his mouth with his hand and said somewhat against his will: "It's delicious, it's delicious..."...

"Is it delicious? Haha... My mother also said that my twice-cooked pork is very good. Come on, try this again... I made this sweet and sour pork ribs and steamed fish for the first time today... How do you think it tastes?

Sample…"

"Uh...okay..."

Facing the beautiful landlady who wanted to cook for himself, what did Zhang Yang have to say no to? He had no choice but to put his chopsticks towards the plate of sour-stuffed pork ribs with a bitter look on his face.

"Huh? So hard...so salty..."

Zhang Yang put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth. After chewing it for a long time, not only did he not get any sweet taste, he didn't even taste sour. It was just hard and salty, not to mention how unpleasant it tasted.

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"Well, Sister Qing...did you add too much salt?..."

Zhang Yang finally swallowed one piece. He really didn't dare to eat a second piece, so he asked Wu Aiqing carefully.

"Salt?...I didn't put any salt...I put two tablespoons of sugar. It's very sweet? There are a lot of words..."

"Well…"

Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, so he just picked up a piece of spareribs and slowly put it to Wu Aiqing's mouth. Wu Aiqing saw him picking up the food for her. She felt embarrassed for a moment, and opened her mouth with a blush.

mouth. As soon as the piece of pork ribs came into her mouth, her expression immediately changed...

"Haha...Sister Qing, did you really not add any salt?..."

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing when he saw her weird expression. Fortunately, he had endured it for so long. If he hadn't been unable to eat it at all, he wouldn't have let Wu Aiqing know what the sweet and sour pork ribs she made were.

So "delicious".

"Bah... Idiot, it tastes so bad. Why did you eat it just now? It's salty! It's so salty to death..."

Wu Aiqing vomited the piece of ribs aside in one gulp, then took several mouthfuls of rice and swallowed it before she could recover.

"Haha, this is made by Sister Qing, how can you not eat it...Sister Qing, as long as it is made by you, I think it is delicious..."

Zhang Yang suddenly said so disgustingly. Wu Aiqing suddenly got goosebumps all over her body, but this was all because she was moved by Zhang Yang's words. She pushed the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs and said with some embarrassment: "You just

I know my mouth is sweet...Okay, don't eat the ribs. I seem to have confused the powdered sugar and salt powder...Well, try the fish...it should...it should be much better than the ribs..."

Wu Aiqing pushed the ribs away and immediately pushed the plate of fish in front of Zhang Yang. However, this time her tone was not so sure, and she could only look at Zhang Yang expectantly.

"Okay... let me try... Haha, Sister Qing, didn't you do any housework at home before?..."

Zhang Yang asked Wu Aiqing curiously while taking his chopsticks to pick up the fish on the plate.

In today's era, there are many girls who can't help with housework, and Zhang Yang understands that. But most of them are children from rich families, at least from the city.

People like Zhang Yang who live in the mountains do not have this kind of treatment. Even as a boy, when he was a child, he often had to go to the mountains to break firewood and herd cattle. As for Wu Aiqing? Although he grew up in the city,

Haitian City is just a small town, and her family situation is not very good, so under normal circumstances, she should help with housework!

"I've never done it. Before I started working, my dad was still working in a state-owned enterprise, and the monthly income was not bad. My mom just took care of me at home... Later, after my dad was diagnosed with illness, I had graduated.

, I work in the provincial capital, so I haven’t done anything..."

"oh…"

When Wu Aiqing said this, Zhang Yang understood. No wonder the beautiful landlady didn't know how to do any housework. She could cook like this. He really impressed her.

"Um?…"

Regarding the plate of steamed fish in front of him, Zhang Yang had no hope of joining the mission at all. But he never thought that as soon as the fish meat entered his mouth, he couldn't help but start chewing it. Because...because the taste is really delicious.

So special….

"Fat man, how is it, how is it?..."

Wu Aiqing was obviously much more nervous than Zhang Yang. She volunteered to cook for Zhang Yang tonight because she didn't want to be unable to eat a single dish.

"Sister Qing...I'm not lying to you...it's delicious, very delicious...but it just tastes a little weird...it seems to taste like red wine?"

"Really? I'll try..."

Wu Aiqing was inexplicably surprised. She still didn't believe Zhang Yang's words, so she picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. In the blink of an eye, she was beaming with joy. It was delicious. It was really delicious. Fatty didn't lie.

Own.

"Sister Qing, where did you learn this dish? It tastes so special..."

Seeing Zhang Yang so happy, he asked curiously.

"I...hehe, I learned it from the recipe...you see this is it..."

As Wu Aiqing said this, he handed Zhang Yang a piece of paper that he had torn off. When Zhang Yang looked at it, he saw that the title on it happened to be "Steamed Fish".

Strange, how can steamed fish taste like red wine? Well, here it says "One fish, 30 grams of green onions, 20 grams of ginger, 50 grams of cooking wine..."

"Huh? Sister Qing, you...did you put any cooking wine?..." Zhang Yang seemed to suddenly think of something when he saw this.

When Wu Aiqing heard him ask her, she quickly answered, "Yes! Of course I have it, but the white wine is gone, so I put some red wine..."

Zhang Yang: "..."

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Chapter completed!