Young grandma just wants to be the boss

Chapter 1605 What Should I Do If My Boyfriend Is Too Handsome [Tomorrow at [-] o'clock]

In addition to buying a pot, she also bought a few raw things, but she didn't see the specific content.

In short, she must be cooking.

Song Feibai stood at the door of her room, "Xia Yiyi, what do you want to do, I will help you."

"No, I can't let you know what I'm going to eat."

"It's just this big here, if you do it well, I'll know it as soon as I smell it."

Through the door, one could feel that Xia Yiyi must have waved his hand, "Naively, can the things I make still smell normal?"

Song Feibai: "..."

Inside the door, Xia Yiyi was cooking oyster porridge.

Let her eat dry swallowed oysters or something, she can't eat it in one bite, so she can only cook it and eat it.

Although she doesn't know how to cook, according to her experience of squatting in the kitchen countless times, waiting for the meal to be served, porridge is a good choice for an unreliable novice like her.

Because there is no need to cut, no need to be afraid of the crackling of hot oil, no need to stare at the heat and rush to add something to the pot, just follow the recipe, throw all the ingredients into the pot, and press the switch.

Xia Yiyi also specially bought a measuring cup... Although after opening the package of the rice cooker, she found that there was a measuring cup inside.

She took out her usual seriousness in looking at the mirror and taking selfies, stared at the scale of the measuring cup, checked it several times, and threw all the ingredients into the pot according to the ratio of rice and water stated in the recipe.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Xia Yiyi fell on the chair next to him and began to study how much "a little salt" was.

Then she discovered that this is an eternal mystery, and many people on the Internet are asking it.

After thinking about it for a long time, she found a piece of paper, folded it into the size of the chef's spoon in the recipe picture, and carefully followed the picture shown, even the arcs of the edges should be completely overlapped, scooped out the same half a teaspoon of salt.

success!

She is simply too genius!Her breasts are not big, who else can be bigger!
Outside the door, Sein Feibai's nerves were tense all the time.

Letting Xia Yiyi play with electrical appliances alone is even less reliable than children touching electrical appliances...

After such a long time without hearing a sound, he called out, "Xia Yiyi?"

"Commander Xia is busy, don't call her!"

Song Fei frowned, "I told Commander Xia during the day that I'm a new brick mover."

The door was silent.

After a while, there were menacing footsteps approaching, and the door swung open, revealing Xia Yiyi's angry face.

Xia Yiyi slapped a written note on the door, "We don't want to move bricks at the construction site!"

With that said, he closed the door again.

Song Feibai looked up and saw that there were eight serious characters written on the note - construction site, no noise is allowed!

Song Feibai: "..."

He really didn't speak anymore, but after more than a minute, the door of the room suddenly opened with a click, and Seinfeld came in with a surprising aura.

Xia Yiyi was measuring her bust in front of the mirror... She wanted to record whether her size would change if she ate like this...

Song Feibai came in suddenly, she was so shocked that she almost fell behind the sofa, she put down her clothes, "What are you doing!"

"Demolish illegal buildings." Song Feibai was extremely calm...

Xia Yiyi: "..."

Song Fei walked to the rice cooker with big strides, it looked normal now, but he still felt that the sound was not right.

Open the lid and take a look... Sure enough.

He scooped out some of the semi-finished porridge inside, "The ratio of rice to water is fine, but your rice cooker is small, and you add so many ingredients, it has already passed the water level, and it will pop out later."

Xia Yiyi continued to petrify, and he didn't know if he heard this sentence.

After Song Feibai solved the problem of the rice cooker, he went straight to her and took the tape measure away from her hand, "You just measured it crookedly, I'll measure it for you."

"...You're the only one who measures crookedly! How crooked is this thing!"

Seinfeld had a calm face, "You can't see your back, the ruler is crooked there, and the measured data will be larger than the actual value."

After finishing speaking, I directly added, "I'm not saying that the number you usually think is larger than the actual number, but that you didn't measure well this time."

Xia Yiyi: "..."

There was a silence for three seconds, "You bastard, do I seem to be out of words?"

"and also."

"Really? What else can I say?"

"Don't tell you."

"..." Xia Yiyi frowned, "Cut, stingy! You remind me, I can't beat you!"

"..." Song Fei patted her head in vain, "Raise your hand, and I'll measure it for you."

Xia Yiyi looked up at the hands above her head, "What are you touching my head for?"

"Then where do you want me to touch?"

"..." Xia Yiyi gasped, "What a powerful answer!"

Seinfeld had a calm face.

Xia Yiyi was not happy, "Why can't I think of such words? So does Biaoche also have to talk about talent? It feels like so many little yellow texts have been read for nothing!"

Song Feibai: "..."

Xia Yiyi's cell phone alarm clock rang suddenly, and she walked to the rice cooker sullenly, about to open the lid.

Sein Fei rolled her eyes and quickly pulled her away, "Be careful of burning."

"It's not hot, isn't the shell insulated?"

"...When you open the lid, the heat of the porridge will come out, and if you hold the lid from here, it will burn your wrist."

"Ah..." Xia Yiyi was stunned, "It's not mentioned in the recipe!"

"..." It's strange to talk about it.

Song Feibai went to wash his hands, "What do you want to add to the porridge?"

"I'll do it myself! You go out first!"

Song Feibai didn't leave at all, "Who is to blame if it burns?"

"It's mine."

"My wife, why is it yours?"

"..." Xia Yiyi gasped again, "I'll go... so handsome!"

Song Feibai slightly raised his eyebrows, expressing his satisfaction with her evaluation.

Xia Yiyi hadn't finished her excitement yet, "You domineering beast in clothes, you really have love! I don't even want to eat porridge, I just want to eat you!"

Song Feibai: "..."

He looked at Xia Yiyi, but Xia Yiyi was not in the mood to look at him at all...

After she finished saying this, she looked down at herself rather depressedly, "But my house hasn't been built yet... Sigh!"

Thinking about it this way, regardless of whether Song Fei didn't see it or not, he took out the oysters and shredded lean pork she had hidden aside, opened the lid of the rice cooker, and was about to buckle it in.

Song Feibai grabbed her hand again, took the plate away, and used chopsticks to transfer the contents of the plate into the pot.

"You pour too fast, the porridge splashes and burns your hands."

"Ah... yes!" Xia Yiyi thought for a while, "No wonder in the novel, people who are cooking for the first time are in a hurry. It turns out that the recipes are not reliable at all, and there are so many things that have not been reminded."

"..." Song Feibai silently began to clean the used kitchen utensils.

Looking at his almighty back, Xia Yiyi suddenly realized, "No, didn't you say that you want to move bricks, why did you become demolishing illegal buildings again? Besides, I didn't violate the rules at all!"

Song Fei raised his eyebrows lightly, "Really? Come here, let me check."

(End of this chapter)