Chapter 150 Boiled Pork Slices
When Shi Qinghuan returned home after five o'clock in the evening, she saw Mu Fusheng chopping vegetables and melons, so she asked Mu Fusheng, "What vegetables did you buy today?"

"Three catties of eggs and two catties of lean meat. Because I went to town in the afternoon, the fat meat is sold out."

"It's okay, I don't like fatty meat anyway, what are you going to cook tonight?"

"Stir-fried meat with squash and melon, and cook an egg and vegetable soup."

When Shi Qinghuan heard the name of the dish reported by Mu Fusheng, she didn't want to eat immediately, because the weather is too hot and her appetite is not good, and the dishes cooked by Mu Fusheng are so bland, she has no appetite even more.

It's a pity that her cooking skills are limited, otherwise she would definitely go to the battle in person and cook a pot of spicy and delicious dishes.

"What's wrong? Is it because the dishes I cooked didn't suit your taste?" Mu Fusheng saw that Shi Qinghuan looked listless after he finished talking about the dishes he was going to cook, so he asked Shi Qinghuan.

"No, it's just that I don't have a good appetite recently, and I want to stimulate my taste buds with strong dishes."

"Heavy dishes? Sichuan cuisine?"

"Well, unfortunately I can't do it."

"Do you have a recipe?"

"Yes, but that dish is a bit complicated, and I won't be able to learn it in a while."

"Give me the recipe."

Shi Qinghuan's eyes lit up immediately after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, and then she quickly ran towards the room.

After a while, she came out of the room with a piece of paper and a small jar of things, and then she handed the paper and the jar to Mu Fusheng and said, "I'll give you the recipe and bean paste."

After Mu Fusheng heard Shi Qinghuan's words, he took the recipe and bean paste from Shi Qinghuan's hand, then he glanced at the recipe, and walked towards the kitchen with the recipe and bean paste.

"Do you need my help?" Shi Qinghuan felt that it was not good for her to wait for dinner, so she asked Mu Fusheng.

"No, if you feel too free, you can go and collect your clothes first."

Shi Qinghuan looked towards the balcony after hearing what Mu Fusheng said, and then she saw that only her clothes were left on the balcony, so she got up and went to the balcony to collect the clothes.

After she put the clothes in the room and folded them, she smelled a familiar smell, and immediately she didn't care about putting the clothes in the cabinet, and went out of the room and ran towards the kitchen.

"Why are you here? The kitchen is too hot, you go out." Mu Fusheng said to Shi Qinghuan after Shi Qinghuan entered the kitchen.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the heat."

Seeing that Shi Qinghuan had said that, Mu Fusheng didn't let Shi Qinghuan out of the kitchen, but quickly put slices of meat into the pot.

A few minutes later, Mu Fusheng poured the hot oil on the chili and minced garlic, and a dish of boiled pork slices was ready, and then Mu Fusheng said to the waiter Qinghuan: "You take the rice out first, and boil it in water. I'll take out the sliced ​​meat in a while."

When Shi Qinghuan heard Mu Fusheng's words, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then she walked out of the kitchen with the steamed rice.

"Knock-knock...knock-knock...."

As soon as Shi Qinghuan put the food on the table, she heard a knock on the door. Who would come to her house at this time?

Just when Shi Qinghuan was about to open the door, Mu Fusheng grabbed her hand, so she looked at Mu Fusheng suspiciously.

When Mu Fusheng was looking at him, he shook his head towards Shi Qinghuan, and then he asked Shi Qinghuan to eat first, while he went to the door to open the door.

(End of this chapter)

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